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Translated by Flo Edited by Flo
Zhuang Xiao Er: “Eighth Junior Brother!”
An arrow full of murderous intent is far more vicious than the arrow that just killed the monster.
Before Hua Che could react, a flaming keel whip descended from the sky, violently smashing the sharp arrow from its original form into pieces!
Chu Binghuan stood in front of Hua Che, with Ting Quan dangling mightily at his feet, he didn’t intend to pull back, but gathered his strength to whip the healer.
However, before Chu Binghuan could do anything, Mu Rongsa, who approached from a distance with his sword, punched the healer first: “You bastard!”
This punch was so powerful that it knocked the healer down from the sky.
Mu Qinian watching from Shang Qing Terrace was afraid of causing death, so he hurriedly performed a secret cultivation technique to catch the healer.
Mu Rongsaa was very disappointed that he was not thrown into a bloody mess: “Father, what are you doing!”
Mu Qinian blew his beard and stared hard: “You brat, don’t mess around!”
Lu Mingfeng and Xie Wanting got up one after another, Chu Changfeng also rushed over.
Zhuang Tian went directly to the sky with a pale face, and went back after seeing that Hua Che and others were safe and sound, and said to Chu Changfeng with a cold face: “Master Chu, the temper of your noble disciples is quite big!”
Chu Changfeng didn’t expect this to happen either. That medical practitioner was Yun Tian Shui Jing’s disciple, specifically Mei Cailian’s disciple.
He remembered his surname was Sun. But no matter what, it was his disciple who did such a narrow-minded thing on such a big occasion. It really embarrasses the master!
“Evil creature, don’t kneel down yet!” Chu Changfeng was furious, and hurriedly apologized to Zhuang Tian.
Zhuang Tian didn’t appreciate it: “What’s the use of apologizing to me? He wants to kill my eighth son.”
Chu Binghuan flew to the ground, his face was a bit more gloomy than that of Zhuang Tian’s.
Releasing the scorching soul and tied the doctor tightly, his forehead was full of thunderous anger. He was obviously a young man who had not yet grown up, but this aura made countless cultivators shudder, and even Mei Cailian was inexplicably a little bit timid.
Chu Binghuan looked at Lu Mingfeng and Elder Qianyang, and said: “I don’t dare to bother Shang Qing Immortal Master with Yuntian Shuijing’s family affairs. On behalf of Yuntian Shuijing’s abandoned apprentice, I would like to apologize to all the heads for breaking the rules of Wanmen Martial Arts Tournament. ”
Hearing the word “Abandoned Apprentice”, everyone was stunned. Sun Yixiu’s face turned pale on the spot, and he burst into tears: “Master, please don’t expel me from the sect, master, master!”
Mei Cailian hesitated to speak, but Chu Changfeng acquiesced to Chu Binghuan’s attitude.
The heads of a hundred schools whispered to each other, praising Chu Binghuan for his courage to claim as a master of the sect. Even if Chu Changfeng is gone, Yuntian Shuijing will have someone to succeed him.
Elder Qianyang said: “Since that’s the case, then go back to hunt quickly. There is still a stick of incense left, don’t be left behind.”
Mei Cailian looked at the apprentice who was being dragged down, she felt helpless even if she refused to accept.
She looked at Mu Qinian, and said coldly: “It’s true that my disciple had evil thoughts in his heart and almost hurt Hua Qingkong. Master Mu’s son was also so powerful that it directly knocked people down from the sky, luckily he didn’t fall, otherwise it would be a bloody life.”
Unexpectedly, Mu Rongsa walked slowly, he listened to everything, and directly replied: “Aunt, what you said is wrong! If your apprentice hadn’t owed the money first , would I have hit him? Who was the one who picked the trouble first?  Fortunately, our Hua Che doesn’t care about it, otherwise, hehe, there are good fruits for you!”
Mei Cailian choked on air, and became so angry.
Chu Binghuan flew back to Hua Che’s side, looking at him nervously.
“It’s okay.” Hua Che smiled, and patted Chu Binghuan’s shoulder in relief, “Time is running out, hurry up and hunt a few more.”
Chu Binghuan calmed down on the spot, God knows how scared he was just now!
Unexpectedly, before Hua Che left, he said: “And, thank you.”
The heart that started beating wildly again after being teased by a sentence: “…”
I see you don’t want me to win!
The second round of hunting ends at dusk.
Hua Che, Chu Binghuan, and Mu Rongsa were undoubtedly among the two hundred. Wen Yuan was a bit unlucky, and missed out on the two hundred and nine.
What surprised everyone the most was Lin Yan. Regardless of his low cultivation level, he was very talented in archery. He basically shot every arrow, and he directly ranked among the one hundred and ninety-nine.
Zhuang Tian was very relieved to have passed the first round of illusion. He didn’t expect that all the disciples under his protection would be so enthusiastic.
After the second round of hunting, they only need to win one round in the third round of martial arts! Just one round!
Ranked among the top 100, the Ling Xiao Palace will have a face in the world of cultivating immortals! The four children are promising!
The top 100 of the 100,000 cultivators are like the dragons and phoenixes among the proper cultivators.
The more Zhuang Tian thought about it, the more excited he became, and he thanked the patriarch for his blessing.
He was already very satisfied with being able to get to this point, and he didn’t insist on being in the top 100, so he called Hua Che and the others that night and explained earnestly.
“The third round is a one-on-one duel. It must be a fair and above-board competition. You can’t use hidden weapons or play tricks. If you chose a powerful character in the lottery, don’t try to be brave. If you can’t beat it, admit defeat early. Please don’t get hurt.”
Mu Rongsa: “You said if we entered the top three. How shall we celebrate afterwards?”
Hua Che: “Taking a bath for a month?”
Chu Binghuan: “Up to three days.”
Mu Rongsa: “So little?”
Chu Binghuan: “If the young don’t work hard, the old will be sad.”
Mu Rongsa snorted and said, “I don’t care, I want our family to go sightseeing!”
Lin Yan was imagining: “Where should I go?”
Zhuang Tian: “…”
Come on, motivation is a good thing. Self-confidence is also a good thing.
At night, Chu Binghuan went to Yuntian Shuijing’s temporary residence to look for Mei Cailian.
Mei Cailian has been in a bad mood all day long, and seeing her son did not improve her mood at all, she just said coldly: “Do you have something to talk about? Go back to your master if you have nothing to do.”
This is ironic. As a mother, of course she hopes her son will spend more time with her.
Chu Binghuan never talked nonsense, whatever was on his mind, he just said as it is: “About Junior Brother Sun, did mother instigate it?”
Mei Cailian froze: “What did you say?”
Chu Binghuan said indifferently: “Clever planning, manipulating people’s hearts, isn’t that what mother is best at?”
“Presumptuous!” Mei Cailian yelled at the table, and her fair cheeks were flushed with rage, “I haven’t seen you for a year, and you have become so indifferent! The old saying is true, “ Those who are close to vermilion are red, , those who are close to ink are black .”
Did you learn how to contradict your mother after following that third-rate head of Zhuang Tian in the Ling Xiao Palace?”
Chu Binghuan’s expression didn’t change, and said in a deep voice: “Mother is at fault, yet she still wants to drag others down like a sheep in wolf's clothing ?”
“You are really getting more and more presumptuous!” Mei Cailian was furious. Suddenly thinking of something, she smiled sullenly, “Whose slander did you just listen to, and came here to question me? All right, when I was on the stage, I kept my voice silent, but when I turned around, I would blow pillow talk with you? What a scheming plan!”
Chu Binghuan suppressed the hatred in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: “Mother can’t tolerate sand in her eyes, so she used such a despicable method to secretly attack. Do you still need the villain to file a complaint now? Yuntian Shuijing is now humiliated in public, and uncle can’t get off the stage. That’s all my mother’s doing.  Was that what you wanted?”
Mei Cailian opened her mouth.
Chu Binghuan immediately questioned: “Although Junior Brother Sun is eager to win, he respects his teachers. My mother took advantage of this and instilled in him the idea that he should be ranked among the top three in all martial arts. He was afraid that you will be disappointed, so he could only bite the bullet and rush forward.
Hating the cultivators who robbed him of his prey; you told him more than once that Hua Che came from a lowly background and was the son of a whore, and that he was shamelessly associating with Yuntian Shuijing, a person like him will sooner or later destroy Yuantian Shuijing.”
“I guess, mother pretended to be a slip of the tongue and said something like “It would be nice if Hua Che died” in front of Junior Brother Sun?”
“Wanmen’s martial swords have no eyes, and some casualties are unavoidable. If Junior Brother Sun really kills Hua Che, he can use the word “manslaughter” to prevaricate it.
Then, Yuntian Shuijing only needs to get rid of Junior Brother Sun, and mother you, like a leaf that sticks to the body , also gets rid of the troubles in your heart.”
“When the world mentions this, they will only say that uncle is not strict in discipline. You killed Hua Che and smeared uncle, killing two birds with one stone.”
Chu Binghuan’s tone was cold: “As you expected, Hua Che snatched Junior Brother Sun’s prey, and Junior Brother Sun went berserk. If there was no one around Hua Che at that time, your goal would have been achieved!”
Mei Cailian’s delicate apricot eyes hardened: “Is this what Hua Qingkong told you?”
“Do not slander him.” Chu Binghuan said, “You are my mother. You think I don’t know what’s on your mind?”
Mei Cailian was extremely angry: “You still know that I am your mother! Yet you question me like this and frame me like this?”
“I see.” Chu Binghuan closed his eyes, “Do you dare to swear to the sky? If what you say is not true, your son Chu Binghuan will be wiped out and never reborn.”
“You!” The blood on Mei Cailian’s face faded completely, and her trembling lips did not utter a single word for a long time.
Chu Binghuan sneered in disappointment, his eyes were stern, and there was no doubt about it: “You think he comes from a humble background and his character is low, but I think he is heroic who can distinguish right from wrong, deep in filth but clear as ice and clean as jade, I want this companion, I’m sure of this!”
“Tomorrow will be the third round of martial arts. I don’t want to see dirty things again. It doesn’t matter if my mother wins.”
Chu Binghuan turned his back and strode out, only leaving a cold sentence, “If he lives, I live. If he dies, I die.”
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