This Is Not the Female Demon Lord I Remembered
Chapter 83: Body Severely Injured, Mouth Unscathed

Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Body Severely Injured, Mouth Unscathed

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Liang Yi knew it would turn out like this.

The Sword Child of this generation of the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool, Qian Yuan Sword Embryo Ke Mengzhan.

The strongest among all Sword Children since ancient times! Without a peer.

Acclaimed as the person most likely to surpass Chen Hua on the path of Sword Dao!

Qian Yuan signifies the beginning of Heavenly Dao. The last time a Qian Yuan Sword Embryo appeared was two epochs ago. He has been crowned a peerless genius since his youth, with no task he couldn’t accomplish.

Geniuses aren’t scary, but what’s terrifying is when a genius works harder than you!

The original Ke Mengzhan found learning any Sword technique easy, understanding any Cultivation Technique upon studying it. Talents who were surpassed by him could no longer even see the taillights of his cultivation life, and he began to feel a trace of weariness.

After a "friendly exchange" with the Sword Master Zhou Yu and Complete Heaven Sect’s Fang Zhi, Chen Hua "kindly" pointed out this problem.

Zhou Yu expressed not knowing what to do and hoped his two good buddies could offer some advice.

"Isn’t that simple? Just bring over the chief disciple of old Zhou Dao and let your precious child experience some setbacks, right?" Chen Hua indifferently suggested.

"Why don’t you bring over your chief disciple for a bout?" Fang Zhi slammed the table in anger, frustrated with not knowing what to do about his own chief disciple’s eyes.

"If my Youyi steps out, that’s not about experiencing setbacks; it’s about experiencing despair. If it’s serious, it could directly cause his sword heart to collapse."

Chen Hua selectively forgot the fact that back then, Liang Yi couldn’t even practice cultivation.

Zhou Yu couldn’t be bothered with this nitwit, but he did think Chen Hua’s suggestion was not bad.

Later on, Ke Mengzhan, who had never known defeat since he started cultivating, tasted his first loss at the hands of his contemporary He Zhiqing.

These events were personally recounted by Ke Mengzhan in his past life. He admitted that if it weren’t for that defeat, he probably would have grown more and more arrogant and eventually destroyed himself, unlike now where he redoubled his efforts in cultivation, striving to surpass He Zhiqing as soon as possible.

However, there were after effects from the defeat; every time he met He Zhiqing, the first thing he did was challenge him, causing He Zhiqing to avoid Ke Mengzhan in recent years, thoroughly annoyed by this relentless pestering.

He couldn’t avoid it this time, and it was a good chance to see how much the kid had improved recently!

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Dust and smoke billowed, making it impossible for the onlookers to see the center of the collision clearly.

"Snap!"

Liang Yi snapped his fingers, creating a breeze that gradually dispersed the surrounding dust into the water. Since the city had purification Arrays, this did not count as environmental pollution.

Yu Gejing and the others were also curious and approached the point of impact. Although Yu Gejing was prepared, she still couldn’t help covering her eyes upon seeing the scene.

"It’s just too hard to watch!"

The esteemed Chief of the Complete Heaven Sect and the Sword Child of the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool, the leading figures of the younger generation, were now lying ragged in a crater, blood spilling from their mouths in unison.

"Good lad, you’ve made progress!" He Zhiqing struggled to his feet and pointed at Ke Mengzhan, who couldn’t even stand, and laughed.

"He Zhiqing, could you maybe stop spurting blood while talking?" Liang Yi sighed, watching He Zhiqing, whose legs were shaking and who couldn’t stop the blood flowing from his mouth.

"Humph! He Zhiqing, at first you could suppress me altogether, now we only end up both injured. You’ve gotten weaker," Ke Mengzhan laughed heartily, not concerned about the severe injuries on himself. After all, he wouldn’t die at his residence, so why not mock first!

"Heh, try standing up if you’re so capable!"

"Why stand when lying down is so much more comfortable? You think I’m as foolish as you?"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

Yu Gejing, who was supporting He Zhiqing, couldn’t stand watching these two childish fools any longer and directly used his killing move to make one behave.

While the smoke around had not completely dissipated, the disciples of the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool who had rushed out early hurriedly carried their Sword Master back to their quarters.

"Senior Brother, is this what they call a love-hate relationship?" Having witnessed the whole process, Su Youyi asked with stars in her eyes.

"Smack!" A chop landed on her head.

"Stop misusing phrases as soon as you learn them," Liang Yi laughed.

"Wuwu, but you taught me that before!" Su Youyi complained with her hands on her head, looking wronged.

"Amnesia, I don’t remember, I won’t take this blame!" Liang Yi deflected responsibility with practiced ease.

"Let’s go, let’s head inside first." Controlling the breeze to dissolve the last bit of dust into the water, Liang Yi led Su Youyi for a leisurely walk into the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool’s quarters.

Atop a brothel roof.

"Lord Ying? Are we not capturing them?" A Hidden Guard whispered to Ying Tianxing’s silhouette.

"What’s there to capture? He Zhiqing and Ke Mengzhan’s foolish antics aren’t new, it’s common knowledge throughout the Cultivation World," Ying Tianxing said as he popped a peanut in his mouth, watching from afar as people walked into their quarters.

"Let’s go. Our main purpose this time is to enjoy the show. Although the two didn’t go all out, you can still discern something from their confrontation."

"They didn’t go all out?" The Shadow Guard behind him was astonished.

"Each time, they decide the outcome with one strike. This time, the residual energy from their clash was almost entirely absorbed by the array of the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool quarters. Otherwise, do you think these seven or eight brothels could remain safe and sound?"

Ying Tianxing finished the last peanut, then turned and disappeared with the Shadow Guard.

Inside the quarters.

Yu Gejing and disciples of the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool were dressing the wounds of He Zhiqing and Ke Mengzhan, who were laying beside each other on two beds. Since Ke Mengzhan was always the first to strike, naturally, the medical costs were covered by the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool.

"I’m Lv Hongguang, an elite disciple of the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool. Here’s the monthly-distributed Cold Spirit Pill from our sect, please hand it over for Chief He to consume."

A disciple from the Heavenly Pool who appeared to be in charge handed Yu Gejing a delicately crafted bottle and observed Liang Yi, who was enjoying the spectacle, with an expressionless face before leaving.

"Senior Brother, the disciples from the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool seem quite unfriendly, huh?" Su Youyi gently tugged on her senior brother’s sleeve, whispering.

"No worries, your senior brother is here," Liang Yi consoled, rubbing his junior sister’s head, seemingly unaffected by the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool disciples’ scrutinizing glances.

He had already been informed by his elder brother and was mentally prepared for this. Truthfully, it wasn’t just the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool that looked unfavorably upon him and his sister; he suspected that most well-known powers in the world probably felt the same.

But what of it? They aren’t relatives or friends; eyes are on other people’s faces, they can look all they want, just don’t cause trouble.

Since his master said so, they naturally endured it, and he didn’t think his master was wrong.

As the saying goes, mediocrity is not envied, right?

But the disciples of the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool, after all, had a certain level of quality and merely gave a few unkind glances to the disciple whom the Banished Immortal highly praised, without any cliché arrogantly showing-off or face-slapping drama occurring.

Lower-tier powers focus on strength, believing that everything is acceptable with power, so most of the showing-off and face-slapping drama in stories happens when encountering lower-tier powers.

However, top-tier powers pay more attention to the comprehensive development of their sect disciples; they are not lacking in strength. Unless you are a once-in-an-epoch genius like Ke Mengzhan, they care more about personality and the cohesion of the sect. Top-tier talents in the sect are cultivated more on a personal basis, no one wants to raise an ingrate.

Even if they dislike you, they would openly choose to have a fair sparring match, rather than resort to backstabbing or anything of the sort.

Of course, given that a top-tier power consists of tens of millions of people, it wouldn’t be surprising for some idiots to exist. But in Liang Yi’s view, at least among the Sword Cleanse Heavenly Pool disciples who showed up this time, there wasn’t anyone with dumb intelligence.