Volume 7, Chapter 398 – Pathetically Weak

In the blink of an eye, the two figures, accompanied by fierce gusts of wind, collided in the center of the arena. A large fist and a small one clashed head-on without any fancy techniques!

BOOM!

A muffled thunderclap erupted out of thin air. A violent surge of Qi exploded between the two fists, transforming into a raging tempest that swept outward in all directions. Cultivators standing too close to the stage were sent flying like fallen leaves.

The next moment, Xiao Wei’s expression twisted as he staggered back four or five steps in rapid succession.

“How is this possible?! You’re only at the Incarnation Realm’s second layer, and a woman at that! Yet you can match my speed and possess such terrifying physical strength?!”

Xiao Wei’s face paled slightly, clearly at a disadvantage.

“She really isn’t simple!”

Down below, Cheng Hongling’s pupils contracted slightly as she watched the scene unfold. Her expression turned unprecedentedly solemn.

“A dynasty’s princess, near unlimited supplies, hardly surprising. Who knows what kind of body-tempering elixirs she’s used?”

Qi Huang, however, remained as composed as ever.

“It seems you still don’t understand me well enough!”

On the stage, Lin Ran’s expression didn’t change. Her long legs tensed with muscle, and in the next instant, she vanished from her original position, charging toward Xiao Wei like a female leopard.

Xiao Wei’s expression hardened. His Divine Sense, at the fifth layer of the Incarnation Realm, surged outward, blanketing the area in an overwhelming pressure. Simultaneously, he stomped the ground and rushed forward like a raging bull, thinking:

‘With my Divine Sense suppression, I refuse to believe I can’t crush you!’

Lin Ran neither dodged nor retreated. She allowed the Divine Sense to crash over her, her feet sinking slightly into the ground, yet her speed didn’t diminish in the slightest. Her petite fist shot forth like an arrow leaving the bowstring, tearing through the air with a piercing shriek.

BOOM!

The two fists collided once more, unleashing an even more violent shockwave than before. The ground beneath their feet exploded, sending debris flying in all directions.

Thud! Thud! Thud—!

This time, Xiao Wei was forced back nearly ten steps. His legs trembled faintly, and an unnatural flush crept onto his face.

“Impossible! My fifth-layer Divine Sense didn’t hinder your speed or strength at all!”

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Though Xiao Wei spoke with forced composure, his unstable breath betrayed him. A thin trail of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

“What a naive fool. If Divine Sense worked on her, why would I have to fight her for so long every time?”

Cheng Kang, watching from below, couldn’t help but sneer.

“Fellow Daoist, you seem injured. Would you like to take a break before continuing? As a guest from afar, I’ll grant you an intermission.”

Lin Ran raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone indifferent.

“Nonsense! Who’s injured?!”

Xiao Wei immediately lashed out hysterically.

“Still in denial? Wipe the blood from your mouth before speaking!”

Qi Huang, ever the instigator, jeered from the sidelines. Having realized she couldn’t steal the spotlight on stage, she was determined to stir chaos off it.

“Wh-what blood? There’s no blood!”

Xiao Wei frantically wiped the corner of his mouth.

“If that red stain isn’t blood, what is? Don’t tell me it’s your monthly cycle?”

Qi Huang pressed on relentlessly.

“Pfft—!”

Several senior sisters nearby burst out laughing. Even Cheng Hongling’s expression turned peculiar, though she visibly struggled to suppress her amusement.

“Hah! The cultivators of Gaosheng Kingdom never fail to amaze, men can have periods too!”

“A grown man, yet his physical strength can’t even match the Sixth Princess’s. If it’s not his time of the month, what else could it be?”

“Since you’re just a eunuch in disguise, why not scram off the stage? We’ll let bygones be bygones!”

The local cultivators seized the opportunity to mock him, and the atmosphere in the square grew increasingly lively.

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“Senior Brother, do you need our help?”

The other Xinglie Sect disciples on stage could no longer maintain their composure and hurriedly stepped forward to offer assistance.

Lin Ran’s expression tightened slightly. If they all rushed her at once, she wasn’t confident she could handle it. After all, Xinglie Sect’s disciples were far from the pushovers of her own Longchang Sect.

“Oh? A mighty fifth-layer Incarnation Realm expert needs help fighting our Sixth Princess?”

“And a man, no less! How shameful!”

“So this is the famed Gaosheng Kingdom’s cultivation world? One of the Ten Great Sects, Xinglie Sect, can only produce such hollow braggarts!”

The other disciples of Longchang Sect joined in the mockery. Weak as they were, they could only play cheerleaders, they had no intention of escalating this into a ten-on-ten brawl.

“What man? Since when do men have periods? If you need help, just admit it! It’s fine, today’s his special day, after all!”

Qi Huang fanned the flames once more, eliciting another round of raucous laughter.

Lin Ran shot Qi Huang a subtle glance, baffled. ‘Why is she helping me? Isn’t this just nurturing a future rival?’

“Unnecessary! I can handle her alone!”

Xiao Wei, predictably, took the bait. Flushed with humiliation, he angrily waved off his fellow disciples.

“Again!”

With a furious roar, Xiao Wei’s thoughts stirred. Dozens of gleaming golden swords materialized before him, then shot toward Lin Ran like a storm of blades. Having learned his lesson, he no longer dared to engage in close combat.

Lin Ran vanished instantly, her feet tracing an enigmatic rhythm as she weaved through the relentless sword rain like a ghost, leaving swirling currents of Qi in her wake.

“Let’s see how long you can dodge!”

Xiao Wei’s face twisted into a savage grin as he summoned every weapon stored in his spatial ring, hurling them all into the assault.

Yet at that moment, Lin Ran suddenly halted.

“Gale Step. Rise!”

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The Qi currents she had left behind rapidly entangled, coalescing into a furious tornado in the blink of an eye. The monstrous whirlwind swallowed every sword whole.

Then, Lin Ran charged at Xiao Wei once more.

Xiao Wei smirked. His Divine Sense surged outward as his body shot skyward, his voice brimming with arrogance:

“On the ground, you surpass me in physique. But in the air, it’s Divine Sense that reigns supreme! What hope do you have against me now?!”

With that, he bellowed:

“Come forth. Mountain-Shattering Hammer!”

A rust-covered iron hammer materialized before him.

Xiao Wei gripped the hammer with one hand, channeling his raging True Qi into it. Like an inflating balloon, the hammer swelled rapidly, soon towering like a mountain. The rust flaked away, revealing a gleaming surface etched with flickering runes. An ancient, profound aura saturated the air.

“Be crushed!”

Xiao Wei’s Divine Sense morphed into two massive hands, gripping the hammer’s handle firmly before swinging it down toward Lin Ran with earth-shattering force.

“Sixth Princess, dodge! That’s Xinglie Sect’s sect-protecting treasure, the Mountain-Sundering Hammer! It once crushed a Golden Zombie!”

Someone below screamed in warning.

Yet Lin Ran acted as if she hadn’t heard. She kicked off the ground, her body launching like a cannonball. Her small fist, carrying an indomitable momentum, shot straight toward the descending hammer.

“Is she insane? That hammer is clearly not something flesh and blood can withstand!”

Cheng Hongling’s delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Even Qi Huang tensed. After all, the Sixth Princess was now fighting on behalf of all Western Radiance Dynasty’s cultivators. If she lost, Qi Huang’s own pride would suffer.

‘…Should I secretly lend her a hand?’

The thought crossed Qi Huang’s mind.

“Using your body to block the Mountain-Sundering Hammer? Overestimating yourself! It seems the Western Radiance Dynasty’s royal family will lose a member today!”

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Xiao Wei cackled madly, pouring every ounce of his Divine Sense into the hammer as it descended with crushing force.

Lin Ran’s charge seemed as futile as a moth flying into flames, tiny and fragile.

But the instant before impact—

A blood-red sword suddenly appeared in her hand.

The moment it materialized, an overwhelming killing intent erupted, spreading like wildfire.

Xiao Wei, caught completely off guard, felt his mind go blank. His Divine Sense instantly collapsed into chaos.

Without his control, the Mountain-Sundering Hammer spun away like a kite with a severed string. Xiao Wei himself swayed uncontrollably, plummeting from the sky.

By then, Lin Ran was already upon him.

She didn’t use her sword.

Instead, she pivoted—

And kicked him squarely in the chest.

Crack!

The crisp sound of shattering bone echoed through the square as Xiao Wei was sent flying like a ragged sack.

His body streaked through the air like a meteor—

Before smashing into the edge of the plaza, carving out a crater three zhang in radius.

Lin Ran gazed down at the wreckage from above, her voice icy and imperious:

“The cultivators of Gaosheng Kingdom—

Pathetically weak.”