Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Mother is a God-Level Boss

Chapter 112 The Revival of Spiritual Qi: My Mother is a Cultivator (Part 18)

"Hehe, Situ Yao, you didn't expect this, did you? I still have a trump card to save my life. Now it's your turn to taste the bitterness of being beaten up."

Wuji Sect disciple Situ Feng felt the abundant spiritual energy within his body and stared fiercely at Situ Yao with a crazed look in his eyes.

"Really? That's perfect, I also have a trump card I haven't used yet."

Situ Yao chuckled, then reached into her Qiankun bag and took out the spiritual artifact that Si Yan had prepared for them.

Situ Yao's sword was an ice-blue spirit sword. It had only been taken out a short time when Situ Feng's spirit sword from the Wuji Sect on the challenge stage began to tremble.

The spirit swords of the challengers below the stage also began to rage.

"What's going on? Why is my spirit sword not obeying my commands?"

"What kind of treasure is this female cultivator from the Misty Sect holding?"

"Could it be a celestial artifact?"

"what?"

Upon considering this theory, everyone's doubts turned into eager anticipation.

But it wasn't just Situ Yao's side; Lu Yunqi and Mu Yunhuai also used spiritual weapons that no one had ever seen before when their opponents forcibly broke through their realms.

Yun Xi, the eldest disciple of the Wuji Sect who was fighting against Lu Yunqi, also looked at Lu Yunqi with surprise and uncertainty.

"Lu Yunqi, what exactly is that in your hand? Why is my natal spirit weapon, the Storm Staff, not obeying my commands?"

Yun Xi, a disciple of the Wuji Sect, looked grim. Even though he had forcibly raised his cultivation level, his natal spiritual weapon was being suppressed. How could he possibly fight like this?

As the situation on the field changed again and again, the audience below the stage was full of amazement.

"It seems that the Misty Sect has a deep foundation because it is backed by a celestial sect. Everyone has such a treasure."

"Yes, I suspect that the sect leader of the Misty Sect definitely has even more powerful abilities in his hands."

Upon hearing this, everyone cast envious glances at Si Yan and the others.

But Liu Daoyuan, who was sitting to the side, did not look so good.

“Immortal Master Ye Ling, the Misty Sect has your blood relatives, so it is understandable that you would provide them with resources. However, doesn’t this make the competition a bit unfair?”

Liu Daoyuan's attitude was sincere, as if he were wholeheartedly seeking justice for the disciples in the sect's grand competition.

"Daoyuan, you're getting worse as you get older. If you hadn't made these arrangements, your Wuji Sect's top disciples would have been able to advance smoothly. But because of your selfishness, I'm afraid even your most prized disciple won't make it to the second round."

Master Ye Ling showed no respect for Liu Daoyuan and directly exposed his truest thoughts.

"Besides, those magical artifacts weren't given to me. They certainly don't look ordinary, but they definitely didn't come from the Immortal Realm."

Seeing Liu Daoyuan's terrified expression with his head down, Master Ye Ling sighed heavily.

The once passionate young man eventually adopted a style he disliked.

Hypocrisy and greed can turn a once sincere young person into someone completely different.

"Daoyuan, you reap what you sow. You'd better think carefully about what you do."

Liu Daoyuan had already slid to the ground in a state of utter dejection.

It's over, it's over.

Lu Yunqi and the others quickly finished their battle and returned to Si Yan's side.

"Master, I have accomplished my mission."

Lu Yunqi looked at Si Yan, his eyes filled with a surge of unidentified emotions.

"Senior Brother, you guys looked absolutely amazing today."

Yinchuan's exclamation interrupted Lu Yunqi's emotions.

He recovered completely and looked at Yinchuan with a hearty laugh.

"And Senior Sister Yao Yao is also quite a surprise."

Thinking back to Situ Yao's serious demeanor, Si Ran felt a stark contrast.

"Senior Sister Yao Yao, tell me yourself, did you do that on purpose before? You're so powerful, but you pretended to know nothing and lied to me."

Si Ran pretended to be angry as she looked at Situ Yao.

"Haha."

Situ Yao couldn't stop laughing at Si Ran's adorable expressions.

"Ranran, you don't understand. The person I'm fighting is Situ Feng, an enemy I must defeat."

Situ Yao spoke firmly, "Master is right. If I don't defeat him myself, Situ Feng will become my inner demon sooner or later."

"That means its strength is unknown, but it grows stronger when the wind blows."

Si Ran thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered a sentence that seemed appropriate and blurted it out.

"Hey, Junior Sister Ranran, you're a genius at summarizing!"

Upon hearing this, Yinchuan, who was standing nearby, exclaimed in an exaggerated manner.

"Not really."

Si Ran blushed and spoke in a barely audible voice.

"Alright, Yinchuan, stop teasing Ranran."

Si Yan spoke up to help Si Ran out of the predicament.

"Congratulations on your successful advancement. However, I hereby require that you do not use spiritual artifacts unless you are in a life-threatening situation."

"Ah, Master, why?"

Yinchuan spoke up anxiously, as he hadn't used it yet.

The moment my senior brothers took out their magical weapons, they looked so impressive; I've never experienced that myself.

"If you don't want your cultivation to stagnate, you can abuse it at will."

Si Yan looked at them and spoke calmly.

"Master, don't worry, we know what we're doing."

Lu Yunqi was the first to reply.

"Me too."

"Me too!"

Situ Yao, Mu Yunhuai, and Yin Chuan all spoke up hurriedly.

After all, they couldn't afford to bear their master's wrath.

Jiang remained silent.

Yinchuan, who was standing nearby, felt resentful.

"Jiang Yi, why won't you make a promise?"

Could it be that Jiang Yi, like himself, also wants to test the power of the magical artifact?

"Yinchuan, I'm sorry, but my master gave me a cauldron for alchemy, and I have to use it every day."

"Jiang Yi, you brat, just keep showing off."

Looking at Jiang Yiyang's smug smile, Yinchuan felt an urge to punch him a couple of times.

Seeing Si Yan standing to the side, Yin Chuan could only hum a few times and then give up.

"Jiang Yi, you're lucky. Wait until you get back to your sect, and you'll see how I deal with you."

Looking at Jiang Yi, who was still showing off in front of him, Yinchuan said through gritted teeth.

Sensing something was wrong, Jiang Yi begged for mercy and hid behind Situ Yao.

At this moment, Master Ye Ling walked over.

"Si Yan, can we talk?"

Upon hearing this, Si Yan nodded and followed Master Ye Ling out.

Si Ran and the others behind them looked at each other, wondering what was going on.

After reaching an open space, Master Ye Ling raised his hand and waved it, and a transparent defensive shield, ten feet long and twenty feet high, rose up.

Si Yan raised an eyebrow at the sight, but did not ask any questions.

After Ye Lingxian Shi saw that no one could eavesdrop, he told Si Yan about the matter of Yun Qixian Shi in the Immortal Realm.

“Yun Qi is narrow-minded. If this doesn’t work, he will do it again. When I get back, I will find a way to warn him. But I cannot kill him at will. You must be prepared at any time and strengthen your own cultivation.”

Ye Ling looked at Si Yan with complicated eyes. This time, he had glimpsed the secrets of heaven and seen the cause and effect between Si Yan and Yun Qi. Yun Qi was destined to become Si Yan's stepping stone.

But whether things might change along the way is anyone's guess.

However, Ye Ling himself could not control the cause and effect of others, so he could not say many things explicitly, but could only offer subtle reminders.

What Ye Ling didn't know was that Yun Qi had learned about his and Si Yan's past relationship through a secret treasure of the Immortal Sect, and that he was already on his way to the cultivation world.

This time, he made a vow of inner demons, vowing to fight Si Yan to the death.