Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

The next day.

Danxia Peak.

Lianxia Hall.

Once again on that wide magic altar.

Once again, the fifty outer sect disciples selected from the Five Peaks.

But today, only eight people can continue to compete.

At this moment, the senior sister Su Xin of Danxia Peak is standing on a high platform, announcing today’s rules.

In fact, it’s very simple, eight people paired up to fight, the winner advances to the next round, until the champion is determined.

As for who faces whom, it is decided by drawing lots using an array.

On the high platform, a circular array appears in mid-air.

The names of He Zhiqiu and the other seven appear in the array.

Soon, the eight names start to spin rapidly, and after a moment, only two names remain in the array, the two for this match:

Ruo Mei, Feng Tianyun.

The outer sect disciples began to discuss:

"Is it really an internal conflict of Danxia Peak?"

"Danxia Peak only has two people left, who would have thought they’d be forced to fight each other in the first match!"

"I favor Feng Tianyun; his Supreme As-Heart Sword has reached the highest level!"

"Did you forget how Junior Sister Ruo won?"

"That must have been luck; Junior Sister Ruo shouldn’t be Feng Tianyun’s match."

Seeing that he really matched against Ruo Mei, Feng Tianyun was immediately pleased.

Yesterday, Ruo Mei’s performance indeed surprised him, but after thinking it over last night, he felt Ruo Mei was just using the Supreme As-Heart Sword for defense, combined with some body cultivator hand-to-hand techniques.

Plus, with her seemingly soft and weak appearance, she relies on surprise tactics.

If he were to go all out, Ruo Mei would most likely not be his opponent.

Once Ruo Mei feels the pressure, he plans to cleverly let her win, making Junior Sister Ruo naturally grateful.

This way, winning her heart would be just a matter of course.

In truth, Ruo Mei wasn’t extraordinarily beautiful, but her delicate temperament was particularly captivating.

Feng Tianyun prided himself as dashing and had never encountered this type, so he naturally wanted to win her over.

Otherwise, how could he live up to his title of Danxia’s gentle soul?

They walked to the center, and Feng Tianyun smiled at Ruo Mei:

"Junior Sister, I didn’t expect we’d really encounter each other; it’s fate!"

Ruo Mei, still appearing innocent, blinked and asked in confusion:

"Senior Brother, there are only eight people; is it odd for us to encounter each other?"

Feng Tianyun laughed heartily: "Junior Sister, you’re truly unromantic. Do you remember what I said to you last night?"

Ruo Mei looked puzzled: "I went to bed early last night, when did you come to talk to me?"

Feng Tianyun was taken aback, his face slightly darkened, but then he smiled: "Seems like Junior Sister thinks she can win against me; in that case, I must show my strength."

With that, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he leapt into the air, saying loudly:

"Junior Sister, be careful. If you can’t hold on, let me know early."

Then he swung his long sword downward, sending dozens of faint sword auras towards Ruo Mei.

The sword auras were densely packed and overwhelmingly heavy, inducing an immense pressure just by looking at them.

Feng Tianyun’s face showed a confident smile.

Junior Sister, my Supreme As-Heart Sword isn’t something Zhang Chen can compare to.

The surrounding outer sect disciples expressed shock:

"Senior Brother Feng has actually mastered the Supreme As-Heart Sword to such a level!"

"Even Senior Brother Zhang from Heaven-Reaching Peak isn’t this good, right?"

"How can anyone dodge so many sword auras?"

"Junior Sister Ruo is bound to lose!"

In an instant, the dense sword auras enveloped Ruo Mei’s petite figure.

Crash! Crash! The sound of clashing continued, indicating Ruo Mei was arduously defending.

It’s just unclear how many swords she could fend off.

Feng Tianyun shouted loudly: "Junior Sister Ruo, if you beg me now, I’ll withdraw my sword and let you pass, as long as you...gaa?"

His voice abruptly stopped, as he looked down to see the tip of a sword emerging from his thigh.

This sword had pierced through his leg from behind and then from the front, and before Feng Tianyun could react, the sword had already pulled out.

Suddenly, blood gushed from the pierced wound like a spectacular red fountain.

"Ah..."

Before Feng Tianyun could scream, the sword protruded again from his left thigh, then withdrew.

Splurt!

Another red fountain formed.

"Junior Sister Ruo, you..."

Just as Feng Tianyun was about to turn around, there was another piercing sound, this time the sword tip thrusting out from his right abdomen, twisting twice before withdrawing.

Next, it was the left abdomen, then the right shoulder, and the left shoulder, each time expertly piercing through and withdrawing.

Splurt, splurt, splurt, splurt!

Blood spurted from six holes in Feng Tianyun’s body, turning him into a human fountain.

The graceful white-clothed man walked on air, blood spraying from his body, a breathtaking scene.

Clang!

The long sword that pierced six holes in him fell to the ground.

The small, frail girl was trembling in fear, her hands shaking.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Senior Brother Feng, you were too fierce, you scared me."

Ruo Mei’s face was pale, her eyes red, pointing at the frightened Feng Tianyun, her voice sorrowful, looking like someone who had been bullied.

"..."

A deathly silence fell over the surroundings.

Cultivation—it’s all about white robes fluttering, sword auras flying, and determining victory from a distance.

When had these disciples ever seen a scene like this, like a mundane battle, wildly stabbing someone with a sword?

And not just one stab, she gave him six bloody holes.

Then she blamed the person for scaring her.

Seeing the speed of the blood spray, it seemed Feng Tianyun’s blood would soon run dry.

Only at this moment did Feng Tianyun finally come to his senses, looking down at the six holes in his body in bewilderment.

The main reason was Ruo Mei stabbed too quickly, he didn’t feel the pain before a hole appeared.

By the time he reacted, there were already six holes, and he was already a human fountain.

"Ah!!!"

Now he finally felt the pain and screamed miserably:

"Master, save me! Junior Sister wants to kill me, Master, save me!"

Tantai Mingyue frowned slightly, raised her delicate hand, and a gentle white light flew out, enveloping Feng Tianyun’s body, finally stopping the bleeding so he wouldn’t bleed to death.

Feng Tianyun fell to the ground with a thud, searching his body for the holes, continually wailing in agony.

"It hurts, it hurts so much!"

There was no need to announce who won, someone soon came to drag the wailing Feng Tianyun away.

Ruo Mei was still shouting from behind: "Senior Brother Feng, I’m sorry, you hit me first."

Feng Tianyun’s gaze at her had changed, muttering, "Madman, madman!"

The surrounding disciples were dumbfounded.

"H-How did she win this?"

"Wasn’t Ruo Mei being suppressed by Senior Brother Feng? How did she suddenly appear behind him?"

"Wasn’t she just using our Supreme As-Heart Sword?"

"Hey, hey, didn’t you notice? Ruo Mei seems gentle, but she’s actually crazy."

"You can’t provoke this girl!"

Feng Tianyun was carried away. Ruo Mei slightly bowed to the high platform and walked towards the exit.

"Wait a moment."

On the high platform, Ye Xiyue suddenly spoke.