Like so, those from the Mystical Force sect were getting ready for their revenge scheme.
And soon, another guard came in yet again.
"Elders... Fairy Yimu is back."
"Good. Inform her of her position within the competition. She leaves in a week. Now go."
"As you wish, Elders!" The guard said before disappearing yet again.
And by the time the guard showed himself again, he was now in Fairy Yimu's courtyard.
He, of course, passed the message on, leaving Fairy Yimu's face completely distorted.
~Crash!
A loud thundering sound echoed across her courtyard as Yimu pushed over a passive stone statue onto the floor.
Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!
“Didn't I send a message saying I didn't want to go for the trio this early? How can I leave without getting my revenge?"
~Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash!!!
More and more thunderous sounds clapped within the courtyard, with several men standing still and looking at Yimu silently.
In their entire lives, they had never seen their Mistress this upset before.
Those who had been taking care of the courtyard and hill were so shocked by it all.
But those who returned with Yimu also had distorted faces as well.
Dammit! They too wanted to break and smash things into countless pieces.
Of course, those in Wenji Park would instantly remember Fairy Yimu as the Flying Lady. And her goons were also given several names as well.
They didn't know it, but they were all already famous in Wenji Park.
Even the Profound sect disciples had seen previous broadcasts that displayed the power of the Rosies.
At first, some people bragged that they could beat the Rosies.
But when even Elder Nianzu and Tsongai were fearful of the Rosie squad, then what chance did they have?
Say no more. They wouldn't dare.
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Fairy Yimu stood amongst the rubble of broken pieces, with hands that shook uncontrollably in rage when she thought about how she was stripped, babied, and kicked to the sky.
Hahahahhahahaha!
Since when has she, the daughter of the heavens, ever faced something like that?
No one! Not even the elders of the sect disciplined her in that way if she were wrong.
F***! She felt like she had been molested by some lecherous puppet.
The more she thought about it, the more the muscles in her jaws seized murderously.
Do you know how many people would kill themselves just to see her ankle?
And now, there she was, giving an entire show to so many people after being stripped by those bloody puppets.
A dangerous light flickered within her beautiful eyes as her mind quickly went to work.
Good. Good! She must kill that son of a b**ch and every other person in Wenji town who saw her nakedness!
But thinking of how the elders were rushing her to leave for the competition in a week's time, Yimu was a little bit unwilling.
Before, she looked forward to the competition.
But now, how can she enter the Sacred institution without clearing up her grievances?
To be honest, Yimu had never attended the competition because she only wanted to go when she was overly confident in her abilities.
Thus, even when she was an outer and inner disciple, she never wanted to participate and was diligently looking for cursed items that would rank up her strength fast.
Additionally, she didn't want to go into the competition early and taste defeat.
She wanted that when people saw her for the first time, they would feel awed by her.
She also wanted the important people within the Sacred institution to see her value and accept her as a disciple once she entered.
So she had been waiting patiently until not long ago when she accepted the mission with the Cursed reward from the Juang Bandits.
That's right.
The moment she accepted the mission, she also told her master that this year, she would be entering the competitions.
Or, was there something the elders needed done before the competition began?
And if she left so soon, then what about her revenge?
She had planned to take more people away and head back to Wenji Town to raise a storm before rushing back.
But it was impossible to do all this within this one week alone.
Another thing to note was that if she won and got the chance to enter the Sacred Institution, wouldn't she have to stay there for 5 years before coming out once for personal matters?
Then what would happen to her revenge then?
Dammit! These elders had messed up her plans!
Nonetheless, she wouldn't give up so easily.
Even if she couldn't go, she would still send another person to attack them.
Wait... That town lord is a man, no, a boy... and unless he were someone with a strong mind like the elders, then just like all other men would always fall like fools under true seduction.
Thinking like this, Yimu's eyes lit up excitedly.
Yes. She knew who to send in.
No one could resist Lady Mixu's charms.
The lady cultivated a deadly skill that lay with her Bosom.
Her Bosom's had the power to make things happen.
Hahahhahahahah!
Yimu smiled cruelly after figuring things out.
Good! With Lady Mixu, that bastard was as good as dead!
Of course, in another sect, someone was also sending out others to do his dirty work for him.
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-Holy Fountain Sect-
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In one of the many Core disciple courtyards, a young man was very ecstatic after making various plans for revenge.
And if any from Wenji Town saw him, they would instantly recognize him as Mr. Butt Lip. The one who Chu Che abandoned twice during his mission.
Not only did Mr. Butt Lip kiss the butt of a bull, and even lost his tooth in the process.
Of course, Chu Che tried to give it back but was misunderstood.
Following that, Mr. Butt Lip was then chased by a stampede of wild creatures.
And as if that wasn't enough, Chu Che left him to deal with the gigantic Queen Borehole Spider too.
So how can he not want revenge?
He had already drawn Chu Che's face and sent it to one of the killer organizations.
Yes. He wanted that mortal peasant dead before he left for the competition!
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