Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 408 - 409: The Woman in Blue (Seventh Update) (Subscribe, please!!!)

Chapter 408: Chapter 409: The Woman in Blue (Seventh Update) (Subscribe, please!!!)

Three hours had passed, and Chu Fengmian and his group followed the crowd to the City Lord’s residence.

At a glance, Chu Fengmian could already see a massive Array within.

The aura emanating from this Teleportation Array was ancient beyond compare, having existed for tens of thousands of years, created by a powerful figure from the Ancient Era.

In the current era, such methods had long disappeared. The strongest individuals in the Quancheng Kingdom could only repair it but were incapable of constructing it anew.

"hmph, all you trash, get out of my way!"

Suddenly, from behind Chu Fengmian, a sharp shout resounded, belonging to a woman.

Chu Fengmian turned around and saw a woman clad in blue garments, appearing to be in her early twenties. She radiated Spiritual Power strongly, possessing the realm of Divine Power Stage Seven.

Chu Fengmian felt that the strength of the woman in blue far surpassed her realm; she was at least not inferior to any top-tier saints, including Tuoba Ding, and was much stronger than the typical peak saint.

She was indeed a highly talented genius.

"All you useless fools, don’t block the way here; get lost and don’t waste Miss’s time!"

The woman in blue, looking at the crowd lining up in the City Lord’s residence, suddenly pointed at the myriad of Martial Artists and shouted angrily.

"What?"

"Damn!"

Upon hearing the arrogant words of the woman in blue, many Martial Artists turned to look, but upon perceiving her strength, they dared not speak up.

A realm of Divine Power Stage Seven was easily equivalent to the patriarch of some smaller forces; these people were no match for her.

Some Martial Artists, though angry, could only step aside to clear a path for the woman in blue to pass through.

"Which power’s spoiled lady is this?"

"Damn, her strength is decent; we are no match for her."

"Let it go, her strength is formidable; we should avoid her. With such arrogance, sooner or later she will kick against an iron plate."

The Martial Artists who had stepped aside discussed angrily among themselves.

"Hm?"

These discussions seemed to have reached the ears of the woman in blue, causing her gaze to turn icy cold as she scanned the Martial Artists who had just retreated, her eyes full of disdain.

"A bunch of trash, daring to discuss Miss here? Whoever disagrees, step forward!"

The woman in blue spoke with a pressure that immediately overwhelmed those around her.

Her eyes, full of contempt, not considering any of the Martial Artists present as a threat.

This overwhelming pressure burst forth unrestrained, comparable to that of a peak saint, causing many slightly weaker Martial Artists to involuntarily spit out some blood.

"This lady seems a bit too overbearing, doesn’t she? We didn’t provoke you, yet you directly exerted your pressure on us?"

A young man suddenly stepped forward; his strength was not weak either, possessing the realm of Divine Power Stage Eight.

In terms of realm, he even surpassed the woman in blue by a grade, but Chu Fengmian could see that the young man’s foundation was far inferior to that of the woman in blue.

In a real fight, this young man would likely easily lose to the woman in blue.

"It’s Young Master Zheng’s family."

"This gentleman, who is an eightfold expert in Divine Power, can go to Beimang Academy to vie for an Inner Sect Disciple position," remarked one of the Martial Artists, their voice tinged with anticipation.

"It seems that this young Master Zheng can’t hold back any longer," another commented.

"It’s good to teach this woman in blue a lesson, lest she becomes too arrogant!"

Several Martial Artists, watching as young Master Zheng stepped forward to speak, all harbored a schadenfreude attitude.

This woman in blue, indeed, was overly arrogant; they also wanted to see someone teach this woman in blue a lesson.

"What, you want to be the one to stand up? You’re not even qualified to be that!" the woman in blue glanced at young Master Zheng and scoffed, her words laden with utter disregard.

Her voice was piercingly sharp, grating to the ears, and filled with mocking laughter.

These words immediately caused a change in young Master Zheng’s expression, and boundless rage erupted from within him.

The woman in blue was indeed overly aggressive; he had merely come out to mediate, and was directly targeted in such a manner.

Young Master Zheng, also a genius of his own right and a Saint at the eighth level of Divine Power, was proud and arrogant, and could hardly bear such provocation.

"If that’s the case, then let me experience your esteemed skills!" young Master Zheng snorted coldly, his figure shifted, and he clawed directly at the woman in blue.

Both his hands turned black, becoming incredibly tough. In an instant, he clawed at the woman in blue.

Although this move was not a killer one, it was fierce due to his anger, and was meant to discipline the woman in blue.

"Black Sky Mysterious Claw! Young Master Zheng is known as the Saint of Mysterious Claw; his Black Sky Mysterious Claw is extremely powerful, stronger than earthly Spiritual Artifacts, not something even peak Saints can necessarily withstand!"

"Young Master Zheng is almost invincible among his peers; this woman in blue is only at the seventh level of Divine Power, so young Master Zheng should easily win this match," his supporters stated as they watched him make his move, gaining widespread recognition for his strength.

"A waste from some remote area, thinking that a small adventure can make her contend with me? Wanting to stand out? Today, I’ll let you suffer first to show you the vast difference between heaven and earth!" the young woman in blue looked at young Master Zheng’s attack, faced with the Black Sky Mysterious Claw, and laughed coldly.

She waved her hand grandly, instantly condensing a mass of blood energy in her palm, turning it into a long whip that she lashed out.

As the whip struck, young Master Zheng’s Black Sky Mysterious Claw was instantly broken, causing him to cry out in agony, and sent him flying backwards.

"What!"

"How is this possible!"

"Young Master Zheng actually lost!"

The onlooking crowd, witnessing this scene, was almost incredulous.

Young Master Zheng, an eighth-tier of Divine Power, capable of contending with peak Saints, had been defeated just like that, beaten by a single move from this woman in blue.

This was astonishing; young Master Zheng was no nameless individual, and no one could have anticipated his defeat at the hands of this woman in blue.

"This, this woman in blue’s strength must be of a three-point battle index! Even stronger than myself!" Tuoba Ding, looking at the woman in blue, couldn’t help but have his expression drastically change, for her strength, converted into a battle index, was a full three points.

Stronger than the power of usual peak Saints by three times.

She was still merely at the seventh level of Divine Power, this strength, an undoubted mark of a genius.