Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

There have long been rumors that the Seventh Princess of the West Imperial Dynasty was exceptionally talented, starting Qi Cultivation at ten, reaching Foundation Establishment at thirteen, and by sixteen already at the Foundation Establishment Peak.

She is the youngest Foundation Establishment Peak in the thousand-year history of the West Imperial Dynasty.

She could have broken through to the Golden Core long ago, but in order to ascend to the peak all at once, she’s been suppressing her realm.

Such a genius, even in the Eastern Cultivation Land teeming with cultivators, stands out as extraordinary.

Many people have doubts about this.

This Seventh Princess may have some talent, but could she really reach the Golden Core at sixteen?

Do they really think there are Cyan Lotuses, Xiyue Peaks, and Su Honglings everywhere?

But at this moment, those who once doubted were all shocked.

Wu Yiren stood in the air, her long hair blown upward by the erupting spiritual energy, her clothes fluttering, her whole body enveloped by an extremely dense spiritual power.

The powerful spiritual pressure almost made all the outer sect disciples with Foundation Establishment Cultivation unable to stand.

Golden Core!

Wu Yiren actually broke through to the Golden Core Realm!

Liu Su gaped, "This princess is really that incredible, huh?"

Qin Gengyun gently shook his head, "Cultivation is cultivation, combat power is combat power."

"Cultivation is cultivation, combat power is combat power." Ruo Mei smiled coldly from afar, also shaking her head.

Mo Xiaolan was forced to retreat two zhang by the spiritual energy that burst out when Wu Yiren broke through the Golden Core Stage, an expression of shock appeared on her face.

"Junior Sister Wu, why did you break through now?"

Recently, she had been with Wu Yiren a lot, this princess confided in her without reservation, even revealing her family’s background.

Naturally, she also talked about her cultivation situation, and Wu Yiren indeed could have broken through to the Golden Core long ago.

But her mother, the Western Empress Lin Yuan, told her that her foundation was unstable, and if she broke through too early, her future achievements would be limited.

So she asked her to suppress her realm and wait for the right moment to break through explosively.

Wu Yiren once told her that her mother said she should enter the Zhenyang Sect to temper her disposition, stabilize her foundation, and only after two years should she seek a chance to break through.

Mo Xiaolan never expected Wu Yiren would break through during their duel.

Wu Yiren’s long hair fluttered like a celestial maiden descending to earth, giving Mo Xiaolan a charming smile:

"Brother Lan, I want you to know, I’m not some sheltered flower, I’m really powerful too!"

Mo Xiaolan was taken aback, feeling somewhat guilty.

Unexpectedly, Wu Yiren would disregard her unstable foundation to forcibly break through because of a single comment.

"Brother Lan, here I come!"

Wu Yiren laughed charmingly, her long sword drawing a beautiful arc, two giant dragons flew out from the sword’s tip, one white and one gold.

The two giant dragons charged toward Mo Xiaolan from the left and right!

"It’s said that the Golden Dragon Technique of the West Imperial Dynasty, when cultivated to the highest level, can summon nine dragons to control the heavens, and Wu Yiren at such a young age can already manifest two dragons!"

"Is this the Golden Core Realm?"

"So strong! Hard to withstand!"

Mo Xiaolan, still in the Foundation Establishment Realm, indeed could not withstand an attack from the Golden Core Realm, but she’s not a puppet, though she can’t take it head-on, she can dodge.

In an instant, her figure fluttered, skillfully weaving through and avoiding the two giant dragons.

Though the dragons seemed fierce and powerful, they couldn’t catch her at all.

Her body floated about, like petals swaying in the wind, elusive.

"Groom, Third Sister integrated her Orchid cultivation technique into her body technique." Liu Su transmitted to Qin Gengyun.

"Xiaolan has crawled around in the lower tiers for years, nimble and adaptable, she understands flexibility better than those high-tier cultivators!"

Qin Gengyun sighed through transmission, then glared at Liu Su:

"What do you mean by Third Sister?! Do you want to be dealt with again?"

Liu Su stuck out her tongue, pointing upwards, "Wow, Brother look!"

Qin Gengyun turned his head, seeing Mo Xiaolan standing on the head of the white dragon, the long sword in her hand emitting a faint white light, petals subtly swirling around her.

She shouted lightly, the long sword stabbing downward, the tip penetrating the dragon’s head, the white dragon howled into the sky, then vanished into tiny specks of light.

Wu Yiren was surprised, hurriedly swinging her long sword again, trying to summon another dragon.

Mo Xiaolan’s figure danced lightly, dodging the Golden Dragon’s attacks while sending out a faint sword aura with her swing.

This sword aura was surrounded by countless petals, appearing quite brilliant and magnificent.

Wu Yiren laughed lightly, "Brother Lan, I’m not afraid of this move of yours."

She raised her left hand, an intense light shone from her fair palm, blocking Mo Xiaolan’s sword aura.

"No wonder he’s called soft rice man, all his moves are girly," the male disciples scoffed at Mo Xiaolan’s fancy moves.

However, an unexpected change occurred, those petals surrounding the sword aura suddenly condensed into an orchid, catching Wu Yiren off guard and striking her chest!

"Ah!"

Wu Yiren cried out, the sword in her hand falling out, her entire body plummeting toward the ground.

Mo Xiaolan’s figure flickered, catching her mid-air.

Wu Yiren’s cheeks slightly pale, saw Mo Xiaolan holding her, yet a delighted smile appeared on her face:

"Brother Lan, I knew you wouldn’t let me get hurt, you’re amazing!"

Wu Yiren wrapped her lotus arms around Mo Xiaolan’s neck, and the two of them spun around in mid-air in an embrace.

The scene was extremely dramatic, instantly slaying countless singles.

"..."

The outer sect disciples were at a loss for words.

"So this duel ultimately turned into flirting, huh?"

"You two, enough!"

"I refuse, I refuse!"

Amidst numerous jealous, resentful, and frustrated gazes, Mo Xiaolan landed steadily with Wu Yiren, quickly setting down this love-struck princess.

Wu Yiren’s eyes seemed glued to his face, giggling;

"Brother Lan, you’ve won me, I’m yours from now on."

Mo Xiaolan felt embarrassed but couldn’t show it, only returning a gentle roguish smile:

"Junior Sister Wu, are you hurt?"

"No, but you hit me in the chest, it hurts a bit, rub it for me."

Ahem ahem.

Even those on the high platform couldn’t watch any longer, Su Xin coughed and announced:

"Xiyue Peak, Lan Yin, wins."

Mo Xiaolan cupped his hands in salute, quickly ran back to his spot outside the arena, Wu Yiren followed behind him, filled with tenderness, looking like she was determined to follow him all her life.

Liu Su giggled, "Congratulations Princess on breaking through to the Golden Core, congratulations Taoist Friend Lan for winning the beauty!"

Wu Yiren glared at her, "You... have a way with words!"

"..." Mo Xiaolan looked helplessly at Qin Gengyun, her clear eyes full of plea.

Qin Gengyun patted Liu Su’s head, "Still noisy? It’s your turn to go up!"

Only then did Liu Su react, "Oh right, it’s just me and that Zhao something left."

"Brother, wait for me a bit."

Liu Su bounced to the field, where Zhao Zhen had been standing for a while, seeing her approaching, he cupped his hands:

"Junior Sister He, my name is Zhao Zhen, not Zhao something."

Liu Su giggled, cupping her hands, "Haha, Junior Brother Zhao, your ears are quite good, to hear even from that far."

Zhao Zhen corrected, "I entered before you, you should call me Senior Brother."

Liu Su clicked her tongue, "You’re so annoying, hurry up and fight, I still need to go take care of my brother!"