Free Web NovelChapter 563: Chapter 340: She Cried?
Besides, Zou Feng was in a really bad mood at the moment...
"Ugh, as expected... even though Zou Feng is powerful, he’s helpless against those strange and unpredictable Underworld Blood Pupils..."
"Honestly, being able to defeat Chen Ang already makes him really strong, but he shouldn’t have jumped so many ranks to challenge Senior Sister Yan."
"Sigh, powerful cultivators in Immortal Immortal Cultivation... is greatness truly a matter of birth? Why don’t I have the bloodline of the Ancient Strange People..."
Judging by Zou Feng’s current state, everyone assumed he had been defeated.
Chen Ang, who was also waiting nearby for the results, broke into a gloating smile.
If Zou Feng was defeated by Yan Lingshuang so quickly, it meant that catching up to him wasn’t an impossible dream.
「A moment later」 The "triumphant" Yan Lingshuang finally emerged under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
However, when everyone got a clear look at her, the murmurs of discussion and the voices of congratulations and flattery came to an abrupt halt.
After all, Yan Lingshuang looked ten times more disheveled than Zou Feng!
Her once perfectly smooth white hair was now curly and scorched, as if she’d been struck by lightning.
Her delicate face was marked with several slap marks, and a mixture of tears and blood streaked across it, making her look like an opera singer in smeared makeup.
Her Daoist robes were in tatters, covered with numerous Palm Seals.
As for Yan Lingshuang’s expression...
Her previous arrogance and her aura of being in complete control had vanished without a trace.
In its place was a dazed look, as if she had been deeply wronged and still hadn’t recovered from the shock.
And although Yan Lingshuang had stopped crying, she would still let out a sob from time to time.
In the eyes of the crowd, it looked less like Yan Lingshuang had just fought a duel with Zou Feng and more like he had been mercilessly cruel to a delicate flower...
Just what kind of duel could have left Yan Lingshuang in such a miserable state?
Losing a duel was one thing, but for the proud prodigy ranked forty-first on the Ascension Board, a scion of a noble bloodline, to be beaten to tears? What the hell was that?!
There was no helping it. Because of her proud bloodline, Yan Lingshuang’s starting point was the finish line for many Cultivators. She was born in the Spirit Body Realm!
She had experienced no bottlenecks in advancing to the Spiritual Energy Realm; once she had accumulated enough, she was promoted automatically.
Subsequently, forging a Celestial Tier Dao Foundation was a simple matter for her.
This meant her entire journey had been smooth sailing. Even when she dueled others, she had never experienced a true, heart-pounding battle of trading blows and countering moves.
It was always: take off the eye patch, battle over.
So, strictly speaking, Yan Lingshuang had never encountered any real obstacles or setbacks.
The battle against Zou Feng just now was, for her, a veritable bloodbath.
This unprecedentedly painful experience naturally caused Yan Lingshuang’s emotions to collapse, making her cry like a wronged child.
Fortunately, the Artifact Spirit of the Battle Saint Palace sensed that her Dao Heart was in danger of collapsing and stopped the duel.
Zou Feng, on the other hand, had thought he could finally have a satisfying, all-out fight. Instead, it was a complete letdown, and he had exhausted himself for nothing.
He couldn’t help but shoot another resentful glance at Yan Lingshuang. ’What a joke!’
’Ranked forty-first on the Ascension Board, bloodline of the Ancient Strange People, and she came all this way just to cause trouble for me?’
’Pah!’
’A waste of my damn time.’
Though he thought all this, Zou Feng ultimately refrained from saying it to her face.
After all, continuing to bully a wronged "little girl" didn’t seem like a good look.
"Go on, go home and rest!"
Waving his hand dismissively, Zou Feng walked away impatiently.
He planned to leave the Battle Saint Palace first.
He wasn’t in good shape either and couldn’t continue challenging strong opponents. He needed to rest and recuperate.
Zou Feng’s shout jolted Yan Lingshuang, and she snapped out of her daze as if waking from a dream.
Humiliated and angry, she bit her lip and turned to spit some harsh words at Zou Feng, but when she saw his demonic god-like physique again, she couldn’t bring herself to say them.
Especially after being hit by that overwhelming Palm Force, Yan Lingshuang felt as if Zou Feng had... touched her all over...
Only after Zou Feng had walked out of the Battle Saint Palace’s main hall did the scene erupt into an uproar again.
Zou Feng... had actually defeated Yan Lingshuang, ranked forty-first on the Ascension Board.
The most ridiculous part was that while Chen Ang had been beaten into submission, Yan Lingshuang had been beaten to tears...
Many people just stared at each other in disbelief. This was too absurd! How long had Zou Feng even been in the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect?!
Could it be that only the top ten on the Ascension Board could stop this guy’s momentum?
In the crowd, Chen Ang wiped away the snot that had run to the corner of his mouth without him noticing, then silently turned and also left the Battle Saint Palace.
His feelings were very complicated right now; he needed to calm down and sort them out.
Meanwhile, Zou Feng quickly returned to the Hongxing Inn.
The girls all came forward to ask about the battle.
Zou Feng casually said, "They were all weaklings," then went into his room to take an Elixir and recover his energy.
He didn’t know yet that the news of his successive victories over Chen Ang and Yan Lingshuang in the Battle Saint Palace was spreading like wildfire, reaching every corner of the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect’s Inner and Outer Sects in the shortest time possible.
Considering Zou Feng had been in the Pinnacle Celestial Immortal Sect for two years at most, this track record was truly inconceivable.
The rumors grew more and more outrageous, with some even claiming he was the Reincarnation Rebirth of some great Demon from ancient times...
「One night passed.」 Zou Feng had mostly recovered when he noticed many new messages on the Token he had placed by his side.
The one that interested him most was actually from the Battle Saint Palace.
The message informed him that after his previous two duels, his Mind Body had been created.
And other Cultivators were already applying to challenge his Mind Body.
’Challenging a Mind Body requires my permission?’
Zou Feng was a little confused at first, but as he kept reading, he understood why he had received the notification.
The Artifact Spirit of the Battle Saint Palace had classified his Mind Body as a high-end, extremely valuable product.
For other Cultivators to challenge this kind of "high-end product," it couldn’t be free; they had to pay a corresponding amount of Immortal Fate.
Zou Feng would get a fifty percent cut of the Immortal Fate earned from these challenges.
Seeing a way to earn money with his Mind Body, Zou Feng was more than happy.
The Artifact Spirit of the Battle Saint Palace had sent the query mainly to let Zou Feng decide on the challenge fee—how much to charge.
Of course, it wasn’t as if the Battle Saint Palace would accept whatever price he named.
The Artifact Spirit had already established three price ranges for the challenge fee.
They corresponded to a low price that ordinary disciples could afford, a mid-range price for those with some spare cash, and a high price that only the rich could challenge.
Naturally, each price point had its pros and cons.
A low price would lead to small profits but quick turnover. If he set it too high, he might not get a single challenger for three years, and even if he did, the earnings might not last him three years.
Zou Feng thought for a moment and chose the mid-range price for his Mind Body.
’Too expensive or too cheap both seem inappropriate.’
’Going with the compromise option can’t be wrong.’
After he made his choice, the Artifact Spirit of the Battle Saint Palace sent no more messages. His Mind Body was now officially on the shelf.
Zou Feng could predict that, given he had just defeated Chen Ang and Yan Lingshuang and the hype was at its peak, the line of Cultivators wanting to challenge his Mind Body would be long for a while.
This would allow him to make a huge profit in a short time.
After all, a Mind Body could never be a perfect match for the real person’s strength; it would be significantly weaker.
However, it would allow challengers to study how to deal with the real person, making it extremely valuable for reference.
However, while earning extra money was a happy occasion, Zou Feng still hadn’t achieved his original goal for going to the Battle Saint Palace.
Next, he checked his current ranking on the Ascension Board.
As expected, he had pushed Yan Lingshuang down and was now ranked forty-first.
However, Zou Feng still found this ranking a bit hard to understand.
’Is the ranking system this conservative? Strictly speaking, I easily defeated Yan Lingshuang. Shouldn’t I have been ranked a few spots higher?’
’But the rank doesn’t matter. I don’t want to waste any more time. I’ll just challenge the top ten directly.’
So, Zou Feng immediately sent a challenge to everyone in the top ten, planning to cast a wide net to get a chance to duel one of them.
