Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

When Wu Yiren ascended Xiyue Peak, she did not hide herself at all, making quite a spectacle, so all the disciples of Xiyue Peak knew her identity.

Now seeing her step forward first, with an arrogant and domineering expression, no one wanted to cross her path.

Firstly, because of Wu Yiren’s status, ordinary cultivators dared not harm her.

Secondly, because Wu Yiren’s cultivation was at the Foundation Establishment Peak, and she had been suppressing it for many years. It was said she could break through to the Golden Core at any time, and most people couldn’t beat her.

This was a situation of "you can’t win, and even if you could, you probably wouldn’t; whoever went up would likely get beaten up."

Whoever goes up is a fool!

Now seeing her directly choose an opponent, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the poor guy the Seventh Princess had singled out.

Many female disciples couldn’t help but gasp.

"Young Master Lanyin?"

"Why is it Young Master Lanyin, oh no!"

"Young Master Lanyin will get hurt!"

The handsome appearance of Lan Yin, who was actually Mo Xiaolan disguised as a man, was quite popular among the female disciples. Within a few days, tales of his beauty spread across Xiyue Peak.

Because of Lan Yin’s ethereal and transcendent looks and temperament, the infatuated female disciples started calling her "Young Master Lanyin."

Among this batch of new outer sect disciples, the female Wu Yiren was both pretty and held a high status, while the male Young Master Lanyin was handsome with outstanding temperament.

These two were the most prominent ones.

No one expected that in the first round of the preliminary selection, Wu Yiren would directly choose Lan Yin.

Moreover, judging by Wu Yiren’s indignant look, she seemed to have some grudge against Lan Yin.

"Hey, why did this princess point you out directly?"

Liu Su was stunned. Seeing countless eyes shooting over, he instinctively stepped back two steps, distancing himself from Mo Xiaolan, and asked softly.

Mo Xiaolan was also a bit surprised, then helplessly shook her head. It should be last night’s misunderstanding; maybe this little princess still held a grudge against him in her heart.

Since she was pointed out, Mo Xiaolan did not delay and leapt into the arena, cupping her hands in salute:

"I am Lan Yin, please advise me, junior sister."

"I don’t care what you’re called, I just can’t stand you and want to teach you a lesson!"

Wu Yiren waved her hand, and with a swing of her long sword, a white sword aura slashed towards Mo Xiaolan.

"Supreme As-Heart Sword!"

"She has only been here a few days, and she’s already learned it?"

The outer sect disciples of the Zhenyang Sect learn two basic cultivation techniques upon entry: one for cultivation: Separating Yang Technique, and the other for combat: Supreme As-Heart Sword.

However, these outer sect disciples had only been up the mountain for about half a month. Many were still in the exploration stage, yet Wu Yiren was already able to use Supreme As-Heart Sword in combat!

One must admit, while this princess was unruly and arrogant, she undeniably had the capacity to be conceited.

"Young Master Lanyin, be careful!"

Amidst the exclamations of many female disciples, Mo Xiaolan also produced a long sword, and slashed out a white sword aura to collide with Wu Yiren’s.

"Supreme As-Heart Sword!"

"Young Master Lanyin has learned it too?!"

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Damn, there’s more than one genius here!

Liu Su curled his lips: "Such a simple technique, it took Xiaolan four days, but I mastered it in three. If the young lady were here, she’d grasp it in a single glance. It’s you guys who are too dumb, okay?"

In the arena, Wu Yiren and Mo Xiaolan were already engaged in a heated battle.

Both used the foundation of the Separating Yang Technique combined with Supreme As-Heart Sword to engage in combat, making it look pretty decent.

However, Wu Yiren, who clearly appears to have grown up in a greenhouse, though her cultivation was high, actually had little experience in combat. She just straightforwardly clashed sword auras during the duel.

Mo Xiaolan, on the other hand, was much more adaptive, frequently changing body techniques and angles of attack, quickly putting Wu Yiren into a fluster.

At the climax of the battle, Mo Xiaolan launched an all-out sword attack, tricking Wu Yiren into raising her sword to draw an arc and block. The Supreme As-Heart Sword is both offensive and defensive, capable of launching sword aura and defending by embracing the essence.

Wu Yiren’s response wasn’t exactly wrong, yet Mo Xiaolan’s strike was just a feint.

While Wu Yiren was fully focused on defending her front, Mo Xiaolan had already appeared behind her, no longer using long-distance sword aura but instead sweeping in with a sword at close range!

This move was one Mo Xiaolan secretly learned from Qin Gengyun, used by body cultivators.

Against someone experienced in combat, like Qiu Zhihe or Su Hongling, it might seem naive, but against a greenhouse flower like Wu Yiren, it was just perfect.

Ah!!

Amidst the gasps of astonishment, Mo Xiaolan’s sword was already at Wu Yiren’s neck.

"Junior Sister Wu, thank you for letting me win."

Around them, the crowd burst into discussions:

"Isn’t the Seventh Princess supposed to be exceptionally talented and always suppressing her cultivation? How did she lose so quickly?"

"Cultivation and combat power have always been two different things, that’s what Sister taught in the first class!"

"I feel like Wu Yiren’s cultivation might actually be a bit higher than Lan Yin’s, but I didn’t expect the combat power gap to be this big."

"Ahh, Young Master Lanyin is so handsome!"

Hearing Mo Xiaolan’s calm voice and the surrounding discussions, Wu Yiren’s fair cheeks turned crimson red.

Since she was young, she had always been considered a genius, and had never lost in magical combat with those powerful guards within the palace. Yet here on Zhenyang Mountain, her very first battle ended so embarrassingly.

No way!

"I didn’t lose! I didn’t even use my full strength, the previous round doesn’t count!"

A surge of spiritual power stronger than before erupted out of Wu Yiren’s body, enveloping her in a golden light, forcibly knocking Mo Xiaolan’s sword aside!

Mo Xiaolan thought victory had been decided, so she had already pulled back, merely resting the blade lightly against Wu Yiren’s neck. Unexpectedly, the opponent struck back suddenly, forcing her to retreat several steps, looking in amazement at that golden light soaring to the sky.

"It’s the Golden Dragon Technique! The West Imperial’s technique!"

"Wu Yiren actually used a technique from outside the Zhenyang Sect?"

"Does this count as cheating?"

Everyone looked towards Wei Wan who stood at the side of the arena, but Wei Wan simply stood silently, saying nothing.

This could be considered tacit approval.

Mo Xiaolan said to Wu Yiren, "Junior Sister Wu, the outcome was already decided just now."

Wu Yiren shouted, "You caught me by surprise, and I wasn’t using my full strength either. Now it’s serious!"

"Hey, isn’t this cheating?"

"Even as a princess, you can’t just ignore reason, right?"

The surrounding discussions made Wu Yiren’s expression even more unpleasant. She gave a delicate shout, thrusting her long sword, a golden dragon flying from the tip straight at Mo Xiaolan.

"Already able to manifest a Golden Dragon at the Foundation Establishment Realm?!"

"Truly a genius, so powerful!"

"Young Master Lanyin, be cautious!"

The surrounding outer sect disciples were dumbfounded, with many girls breaking a sweat for Mo Xiaolan.

Wei Wan remained calm but her gaze focused on Mo Xiaolan.

Mo Xiaolan, however, didn’t use the Orchid Technique. She still wielded the Supreme As-Heart Sword, embracing the essence and drawing a circular light shield like the Tai Chi. The golden dragon slammed into the shield, only being halted for a moment before shattering the barrier, its gaping maw swiftly engulfing Mo Xiaolan.

"Young Master Lanyin!"

Amidst cries of shock, the golden dragon flew back to Wu Yiren’s front, and she said smugly:

"Now do you see my strength? Surrender immediately, and I’ll release you. Otherwise, you’ll be crushed by the golden dragon!"