Husband, Wait Please - C175
Ruo Lan said in a clear voice, “Ruo Lan had been bedridden due to her injuries a few days ago. Although she knew that it was already too late, she still wasn’t willing to give up the opportunity to fight this powerful expert. “If God is willing, then Ruo Lan requests to fight with Situ Yun from Jinyun Mountain!”
The Supreme Celestial sovereign faintly smiled and said, “This matter is not up to me. If Situ Yun wants to fight you, then let’s fight.” “If you are unwilling, then I will announce the victor of this Heavenly Emperor Arts.”
Ruo Lan nodded and turned to Situ Yun. “Brother Situ, please fight Ruo Lan.”
At this moment, Situ Yun’s heart was in turmoil. His former nemesis had left just like that, carefree and carefree.
In his heart, there was sadness, happiness, anger and even deep disappointment. The only thing he didn’t have was the intention to battle Ruo Lan.
This mysterious girl came so late, and she was actually dreaming about fighting?
Situ Yun laughed and said with a taunting smile, “Why should I fight with you?”
The corner of Ruo Lan’s mouth curled up into a faint smile. Her voice was clear and melodious, yet it resounded through the entire arena.
“Two months ago, I was able to kill the Evil Wind, who was in the Nascent Soul stage, in the sky above the Spirit Treasure City!”
The moment he said that, everyone present was shocked!
The most praiseworthy thing in the last three months was the fight between the Heavenly Dao and the Spirit Treasure City two and a half months ago.
As for the person who left after obtaining victory, he received the title of the Thousand Illusionary Sword Immortal after that battle.
Other people only had heads, but no one else.
Who would have thought that the person who had killed a Nascent Soul Stage expert today was actually a peerless beauty?
Not only that, it was the Jade Aurora Sect’s disciple that had already been exterminated!
The name of the Thousand Illusion Sword deity would have to be changed. There would be another word added after that, which would be “Thousand Illusion Sword Fairy”.
Situ Yun’s face was filled with shock, but he immediately calmed down.
“I watched the fight that night as well, but what I saw was a white-clothed gongzi. Why should I believe that you’re the Thousand Illusion Sword Immortal from that night?”
Ruo Lan didn’t say anything, just revealed a calm smile.
While everyone was still in doubt, they heard a crisp sound.
The Floating Cloud Ice Sword at Ruo Lan’s waist was suddenly drawn out of its scabbard and a seven-colored light surrounded her body.
Most of the people present were high-level cultivators, and many of them had even personally witnessed the great war of the Heavenly Dao.
Seeing the seven-colored light, the scene from that night began to echo in everyone’s minds.
The same seven-colored light, the same Fiendgod’s power.
This… Could it really be the Thousand Illusionary Sword Immortal of the night?!
That night, Ruo Lan fought Xie Feng to the death. Although she managed to kill Xie Feng with her sword, she had also used up all her energy.
For the next two months, she slept deeply.
However, although this looked like she was in a deep sleep, Ruo Lan had experienced another experience.
The desire to kill Xie Feng surged, the last moment of enlightenment had disappeared, and there was still the nearly exhausted energy left.
Adding all three parties together, the only thing that was brought about this breakthrough was two months of slumber!
Although Ruo Lan appeared to be a sleeper, she felt as if she had entered another world.
It was like she was floating in the vast universe, other than the endless stars in the surroundings, there was nothing.
Empty. This was the only feeling she had.
For an entire two months, Ruo Lan had undergone a true mental transformation.
The last bit of worry that was weighing on her heart was finally relieved with Feng Siniang’s enlightenment and Xie Feng’s death.
Just this morning, she woke up from her sleep.
Before he could open his eyes, he felt a fervent gaze.
When she got up, she saw Jun Wu You’s smiling face.
“Silly woman, you finally woke up.” In these two months, he had practically never left her side. He protected her and was afraid that she would not wake up. Even though she knew that her mental state had made a breakthrough, knowing was one thing, and worrying was another.
If you love someone, you will always feel that she is weak, needs protection, and needs constant care.
Ruo Lan was moved by his haggard expression, but she immediately asked, “What time is it?”
Jun Wu You knew what she was asking about, and said with a smile: “The tenth and final day of the Celestial Emperor Arts.”
When Jun Wu Yi said this, Ruo Lan didn’t waste any time, controlling her flying sword, she rushed towards the location.
At this moment, Situ Yun’s eyes revealed a hint of excitement as he looked at Ruo Lan.
However, just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the martial uncles on the side of the field.
He saw his Master, who was sitting at the head of Jinyun Mountain, looking at him with an anxious expression and shaking his head.
Situ Yun bit his lips and finally said, “Situ Yun is tired, so he’s not willing to fight anymore!”
Upon hearing this, the Jinyun Mountain faction immediately let out a sigh of relief.
They didn’t know if Ruo Lan was the Thousand Illusionary Sword Immortal from that night. If she wasn’t, then that was still fine.
If it was true, then she would have been able to kill a Nascent Soul cultivator with Heavenly Energy that night. Today, after fighting Situ Yun, the odds were against him.
Normally speaking, the Jinyun Mountain lineage would have been eager for Situ Yun to fight an expert that had comprehended the Heavenly Dao, but today they couldn’t.
This was the Emperor’s Art, a great benefit after victory. To the Jinyun Mountain line, it was an enormous benefit!
Ruo Lan sighed. “Brother Situ, are you that afraid?”
She spoke in a gentle and indifferent manner. However, there was an unimaginable lethal force within those words that came from the mouth of such a beautiful and delicate lady like Ruo Lan.
Situ Yun’s face turned red and his hand gripping the sword trembled.
The crowd below burst into an uproar.
“Situ Yun, is your Jinyun Mountain lineage all cowards?”
“Grandson Situ, could it be that you’ve been scared that night after watching the battle?!”
“This kind of thing is the chief of the Heavenly Emperor Arts?” “Pfft!”
Situ Yun bit his lips as he looked at the brocade cloud mountain.
Although all the martial uncles’ faces were red, they still shook their head resolutely.
Situ Yun took a deep breath and then faced the direction of the Jinyun Mountain line. He kneeled down heavily, bent his head, and kowtowed three times.
“Master! His sworn brother had broken his sword on the spot. It was not because he was afraid of his disciple, but because he had lost to fate. Today, disciple won without a fight. This was not an honor, but an insult! Master, for the past twenty-six years, this disciple has only listened to Master’s commands.
Situ Yun bit his lips until blood flowed down from the corners.
On the Jinyun Mountain side, Situ Yun’s master finally sighed and nodded his head in dejection.
Situ Yun stood up and the sword at his waist was suddenly unsheathed.
He took a deep breath and slowly calmed his breathing.
When he raised his eyes to look at Ruo Lan, the agitated young man from before was no longer there. What remained was the confidence and calmness of a top-notch expert.
Ruo Lan looked at Situ Yun and gently nodded. She gently said, “Brother Situ, no matter who wins this battle, Ruo Lan will still be your friend.” The Floating Cloud Ice Sword in her hand was gently raised and placed in front of her chest.
“Please!”
“Please!”
Ruo Lan held her sword and concentrated on Situ Yun.
Situ Yun also didn’t dare to relax his guard.
Two months ago, Ruo Lan had already killed a Nascent Soul stage master. Today, he had only just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Situ Yun already understood in his heart that this battle wasn’t a victory or defeat, but rather an unyielding pride!
If he wanted to win, he must not repeat the same mistakes as Xie Feng.
Situ Yun’s eyes flashed with a cold light as the sword in his hand turned into a cold ray that charged toward Ruo Lan.
Ruo Lan smiled, and didn’t take out her Floating Cloud Ice Sword, she only gave a faint smile and charged forward.
The two swords collided, and a crisp sound rang out.
Afterwards, the two of them actually both retreated more than ten steps, and then stood still at the same time.
With this, everyone was shocked.
Everyone could clearly see that Ruo Lan’s cultivation was only at the late Aurous Core stage two months ago.
But today, she wasn’t at a disadvantage when she fought Situ Yun, who was at the Nascent Soul Stage.
Everyone was very clear on what this meant.
In just two short months, Ruo Lan had broken through from the peak of the Aurous Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage!
Such speed was truly shocking.
However, Fairy Lan was not present.
If she was here, the shock in her heart would be even stronger.
This was because she understood Ruo Lan’s cultivation level the best. The shock in her heart was naturally the greatest.
Not even half a year had passed since Lan Lan had entered the emerald cloud, but in this half year, she had directly jumped from the early Foundation Establishment stage to the Nascent Soul stage!
Many cultivators would have to spend a hundred years or even longer to reach such a boundary.
But Ruo Lan, in less than half a year, had already completed it.
Ruo Lan didn’t use Dazzling Hundred Blossom Array, nor did she use Dazzling Hundred Flower.
After fighting with Situ Yun, the two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding of each other and were only using their cultivation to fight against each other.
With this, everyone was dumbfounded.
That night, during the battle for the Heavenly Dao, many people witnessed the Fiendgod Body of Ruo Lan.
Everyone who had seen it also had a clear thought in their minds. Ruo Lan, the most powerful aspect of this Sword Fairy was her unfathomable power.
However, at this moment, these people realized that aside from the power of the Fiendgod, Ruo Lan’s sword art was also terrifyingly powerful!
How could they have known that just before they had ascended, Ruo Lan and Jun Wu Yi had fought to the death against the King of Hell?
At that time, Jun Wu You and Jun Wu Yi were fighting to the death, and Ruo Lan couldn’t come forward to help, so she could only try to guess at Jun Wu Yi’s attack.
As the saying goes, there are some differences. Ruo Lan had already gained a little insight into her own sword arts.
It was also because of this that he was able to learn the Dazzling Hundred Blossom Sword Technique.
Two months ago, she fought against Xie Feng, and Ruo Lan once again witnessed Xie Feng’s Heavenly Dao of the Sword.
From that moment onwards, the sword techniques were no longer under the command of Ruo Lan.
Although he couldn’t compare to Xie Feng, the owner of the ‘Heavenly Dao of the Sword’, he was still much stronger than Situ Yun.
Ruo Lan still had some energy left over. While her sword was flying around, she still had time to look at Situ Yun.
Seeing Situ Yun biting his lips with a cold expression, Ruo Lan suddenly had an illusion. She could see the shadow of Jun Wu Yi on Situ Yun’s body.
The same cold arrogance, the same determination.
Perhaps the only difference was that Situ Yun had a bit of youth on him, but Jun Wu Yi had a bit of wildness about him.
Thinking of this, the speed of the longsword in Ruo Lan’s hand suddenly slowed down.
The two exchanged sword stances, each displaying the perfection of the other’s sword-arts to their limits!
After several exchanges, Situ Yun also discovered that Ruo Lan didn’t seem to be in a hurry to win.
Although it was said to be a competition of sword techniques, it was more like a reminder to him.
This discovery caused Situ Yun to feel both ashamed and excited.
But how could he miss such a precious opportunity?
After the two of them had fought for half an hour, Ruo Lan’s long sword had finally reached Situ Yun’s throat.
“Thank you.” Ruo Lan kept her sword and saluted with her sword.