Isn't This a Game? Why Are You All Cultivating for Real!

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: Where Did You Pop Up From?

"Sharp-tongued, aren’t you? Bullying my junior sister—you’re asking to die!"

At least in front of outsiders, Yin Yunze was playing the part of a protective senior brother.

He squinted at Song Jiulai, thinking this Cultivator was unremarkable and even a little ugly.

’To think she could escape from Lü Rufeng and Yi Tianhe, and even knock Lü Rufeng out of the Secret Realm.’

Still, he wasn’t so arrogant as to underestimate her. His hand moved behind his back, manipulating the formula. "I will avenge my junior brother!"

"Hold on a sec?" Song Jiulai finally noticed Lü Rufeng was gone. "Wait, wasn’t there one more? Where’s Lü Rufeng? Offed?"

Her blunt words made Yi Tianhe’s heart clench in anger.

Though they didn’t immediately grasp the meaning of "offed," it was utterly infuriating once it sank in.

’Her senior brother was kicked out just like that, and this culprit is acting as if nothing happened!’

"Enough of your insolence!"

As soon as Yin Yunze’s voice faded, a Fire Snake suddenly formed and shot straight toward Song Jiulai.

’A Fire Snake?’

Song Jiulai had never seen this Cultivation Technique before, but she had heard of it.

’The Fire Snake can automatically track people!’

Sure enough, Song Jiulai managed to dodge, but the Fire Snake stayed right on her tail.

Like a real snake, every time it flicked its tongue, a small cluster of flames would bloom in the air.

The flames didn’t look very threatening, but when they landed on the ground, they continued to burn as if they would never go out.

Song Jiulai immediately ran in the opposite direction. Once she had some distance, she whipped around and unleashed three bolts of Palm Thunder.

CLANG!

CLANG!

CLANG!

All three bolts smashed against her opponent’s bronze bell.

It produced an ancient, resonant toll.

It sounded more like she was giving him a massage.

Yin Yunze had been full of confidence, but after taking those three bolts of Palm Thunder, the rate at which his Spiritual Energy drained to replenish his Magic Treasure sped up by more than half.

His smile stiffened on his face.

Yi Tianhe and the other disciple immediately took out their own Magic Treasures and attacked Song Jiulai.

Three against one.

’Even worse than before.’

Song Jiulai didn’t choose to meet them head-on.

Instead, she opted for guerrilla tactics.

Run first, then turn back to harass them.

Even if her Palm Thunder only hit the bell, it didn’t matter. She’d see just how long he could last.

’I’ve got potions, what have you got!’

At first, when Yin Yunze saw Song Jiulai turn and run, he felt a bit of disdain, thinking she was just scared.

But less than two minutes later, she suddenly charged back and blasted him with several bolts of Palm Thunder.

Then, when they gave chase, she would quickly flee again.

The problem was, she was incredibly fast. They couldn’t afford to just keep chasing her.

Their goal was to fight the Ghost Shadow Eagle Demon in the valley, not to kill other disciples.

The first time, Yin Yunze just frowned.

The second time Song Jiulai came back, Yin Yunze was getting annoyed.

"Do you think our Supreme Mysterious Sect is a pushover?"

With that, Yin Yunze executed a Cultivation Technique to give chase, and also took out another Magic Treasure.

It was a massive Jade Flute, and the three of them sat on it, one behind the other.

The Jade Flute glowed, whistling through the air as it instantly caught up to Song Jiulai.

’Holy crap, a Flying Magical Treasure! Talk about unsportsmanlike.’

This Magic Treasure was Iron Xuan Grade.

Flying Magical Treasures have little attack or defense power, but they are exceptionally fast. After all, that’s their specialty. Song Jiulai couldn’t outrun it now; she was stuck.

But as Yin Yunze caught up to her, she still shot a few bolts of lightning in his direction.

But the Flying Magical Treasure was too fast, and he dodged them all.

A massive Fire Snake appeared once more, sinking its fangs into Song Jiulai’s back.

She was only a split second too slow to dodge, and her hair caught fire.

These flames were not so easily extinguished. They immediately spread to Song Jiulai’s shoulder, and the searing pain of burning flesh was enough to make one’s whole body seize up.

Yet Song Jiulai didn’t even blink. After popping a Fourth-rank Blood Replenishing Pill, she fired off several large Fireballs in multiple directions.

The Fireballs had too large an area of effect, forcing Yin Yunze to maneuver the Jade Flute to evade them and temporarily breaking his concentration on the Fire Snake.

Only then did the flames on Song Jiulai’s body gradually die down.

Seeing Song Jiulai’s actions, Yin Yunze sneered. "Relying on nothing but pills. Let’s see how long you can last."

Meanwhile, Yi Tianhe was practically having a conditioned response to seeing Song Jiulai pop pills, her emotions on the verge of collapse. "Just how many pills does she have? Did she bring nothing but pills with her?"

"That’s impossible!"

Yin Yunze narrowed his eyes. "According to you, she should have used up most of her pills fighting you two. Just wait. She can’t last much longer."

Yin Yunze controlled the Flying Magical Treasure to corner Song Jiulai.

From casting Cultivation Techniques to general control, Yin Yunze was clearly a cut above the rest.

Song Jiulai also felt immense pressure.

But this pressure had its limits.

After all, she was now also at Late-stage Qi Refining.

’Other than not having a Magic Treasure, how am I any worse than these disciples?’

’I’m not.’

Song Jiulai felt a surge of unprecedented confidence.

Then, just as she had that thought, the Fire Snake set her hair on fire again.

’Damn it.’

’If I go bald from this fight, I’m definitely putting the Supreme Mysterious Sect on my personal blacklist.’

’A true lady’s revenge can wait a hundred years!’

Outside, on the Water Mirror, this not-so-spectacular battle was being broadcast once again.

The stir caused by Lü Rufeng’s exit had just started to die down.

But upon seeing the familiar figure in the Water Mirror, engaged in a familiar battle with his own Sect’s disciples, the Steward from the Supreme Mysterious Sect could no longer sit still.

The elder from the Blood Prison Sect watched and laughed heartily. "How is it this disciple again? After that brutal fight earlier, she still hasn’t been eliminated from the Secret Realm?"

"She probably just hasn’t run into anyone else. Her luck is both good and bad—to run into the Supreme Mysterious Sect twice."

Everyone present turned their gazes toward the members of the Supreme Mysterious Sect.

The faces of the Supreme Mysterious Sect members were grim.

Even though it was Yin Yunze this time, they couldn’t guarantee that he could handle this disciple.

They knew better than anyone that someone who could snatch a Magic Treasure with their bare hands in the Secret Realm was definitely not as simple as she appeared.

To have even had the connection to a Magic Treasure severed—her methods were in no way inferior to those of the Supreme Mysterious Sect.

The problem was, they still hadn’t figured out which of the other three Sects this disciple belonged to.

It was simply infuriating for the Supreme Mysterious Sect.

Now, they even had a bad feeling about this.

’Tomorrow is the last day, and the Fifth-rank Spirit Grass is about to appear. Yin Yunze isn’t going to fail here, is he?’

’Oh no, he’s our Sect’s last hope!!’

The Supreme Mysterious Sect was anxious, but once the Secret Realm had begun, there was no way for them to intervene.

The other Sects were gloating. Only a few high-level individuals were more perceptive than the low-level disciples.

They had been investigating for days but still couldn’t figure out who this disciple was. They had checked the lists, and there was simply no such outstanding disciple in the Qi Refinement Realm among the four Sects. Where on earth did she come from?