I conquered the cultivation world with scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Chapter 311 Running Away is the Priority

"Do you think Jiang He's side from Wanjue Academy will win, or Wan Qiziye's side?"

"At first, I chose Wanqi Ziye over Yu Quanjing. The royal family's Crimson Eye Technique is rarely lost by cultivators of the same level. But now, looking at Jiang He and Yu Quanjing, I suddenly don't want them to lose."

"Sigh, I bet on Lingqing Academy. Wanjue Academy is really different this year. How should I put it? It feels like the whole group has become smarter compared to the previous year."

"What are you two talking about? Is there even a choice? Of course we'll choose Wanqi Ziye. Among cultivators, Wanqi Ziye's cultivation is the strongest among Nascent Soul cultivators, and he also has the added benefit of pupil techniques. Don't forget that he has a top-grade single fire spiritual root, which is different from ordinary fire spiritual roots."

"That's true, let's see which side gives up first."

In the audience, some hoped that Wanjue Academy and Jingxu Academy would win, but most hoped that Lingqing Academy could emerge victorious.

The viewers in the live stream were divided into two camps. Most of the viewers in the Lingqing Academy section wanted Wanqi Ziye to end the battle quickly. In their opinion, even if Yu Quanjing was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he still couldn't beat Wanqi Ziye who had pupil techniques.

In the live stream centered around Jiang He, a rare moment of harmony prevailed. The mocking and sarcastic comments were quickly swept away by the combined efforts of netizens, and everyone engaged in friendly discussions.

[This is the first time I've really hoped Jiang He was a Nascent Soul cultivator. The gap between Golden Core and Nascent Soul is still too big. If she were a Nascent Soul cultivator, would it be easier for her to shatter the water curtain?]

Same here. Yu Quanjing and Jiang He look so pitiful. Neither of them has a single good spot on their body. Damn it, I became a fan because of Jiang He's beauty from the very beginning, and now my poor daughter's face is unrecognizable.

Jiang He is too crazy. The scene of her fighting with Kong Ji just now startled me. I really thought she was going to die together with Kong Ji.

Kong Ji is a Nascent Soul cultivator! Jiang He already struggled a lot when fighting Shangguan Ningxue. Shangguan Ningxue's cultivation was high, but she lacked a bit of strength. Kong Ji is much stronger than Shangguan Ningxue. If Jiang He hadn't been holding Kong Ji back so tightly, this match would have been a draw.

Even on the verge of death, he could still think of killing; Jiang He truly deserved that head.

The emptiness is truly powerful. If Yu Quanjing hadn't also been freed from his cage, this golden cage would have truly imprisoned him completely.

Compared to her, I suddenly feel that Jiang He's strength seems to have improved again. Before, I felt that she lacked practical experience, but now, after only a few fights...

Yu Quanjing is also very dedicated. Since her cultivation is the highest in both Wanjue Academy and Jingxu Academy, only she can shoulder this important responsibility.

Why does everyone sound so down? Long Aotian's side has wiped out the enemy, it's so satisfying! Hahaha, those arrogant guys like Ling Qing have finally met their match!

You know what, the cultivators from Wanjue Academy are really fierce when they fight. Is this what sword cultivation is all about? I'm in love!

Oh, I didn't even notice until you mentioned it. It's unbelievable that Zhong Liyu keeps attacking Li Songcheng's zither; how is that any different from hurting someone else's wife?

Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! Zhong Liyu really knows how to pull off a joke. The way he talks is so unpredictable, just like his erhu (a two-stringed bowed instrument). At the beginning, I complimented him on his beauty, thinking he'd have a delicate voice, but it turned out to be a rough, burly man's voice. This is so typical of online dating voices, hahaha!

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Kong Ji, dressed in a gray hooded sweatshirt, had his hand holding prayer beads inside his pocket. As soon as he arrived at the family compound, a servant came out.

"Little Lord."

Kong Ji didn't even glance at the servant; he sank into the sofa in his loose casual clothes.

Before he could even turn on his personal terminal, a stern rebuke reached his ears:

"Empty-minded, I think you've wasted all these years of cultivation. You've been outdone by a Golden Core cultivator. All your knowledge has gone to waste?"

The words were just a few words away when a book followed.

Kong Ji sat on the sofa when the person threw a book at him, which hit Kong Ji squarely on the nose, leaving several marks on his face instantly.

He remained silent, head bowed.

Standing before me was a middle-aged man around fifty years old. He had a dignified appearance and looked like someone in a high position.

Seeing Kong Ji's indifferent attitude, Gongsun Mingli became even angrier:

“I told you long ago that Buddhist cultivation has no future. You changed your college application behind my back. How many resources did the family spend to raise you? How do you think you became the genius that others talk about? Wasn’t it all thanks to my hard work in supporting you?”

Gongsun Mingli coldly looked at the emptiness. He had only reached the Nascent Soul stage at the age of fifty. Compared with other Earth-rank families, the Gongsun family was not even as good as a Profound-rank family. If it weren't for the incompetence of the other cultivators in the family, Gongsun Mingli would not have wanted to cultivate them at all.

Before the age of seventeen, he was very obedient.

It's a pity it was all an act; he kept it from him for seventeen years. What a fine son he is!

Thinking of this, Gongsun Mingli could no longer contain his anger, and he pointed his finger towards the emptiness:

"You are the young master, and you should bear this responsibility. You know you were eliminated from the academy competition. Go kneel in the ice cave for a month, or I will disown you as a wretched son!"

He stared blankly at the Buddhist prayer beads in his pocket, then nodded habitually.

He moved slowly, walking to the place that had once felt like a nightmare.

Looking up at the boundless white, Kongji suddenly saw a bright red flash in the scene.

He remembered that the monk who killed him was red.

A red hairband, blurred flesh and blood, and those cold, bony fingers.

However, compared to the icy, bone-chilling ground, those hands didn't seem so cold.

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The end of the headband reached its ignition point, and the red cloth strip was ignited, along with some of the hair strands, which were also charred.

Jiang He stood there, seemingly lost in thought, her expressionless face meticulously calculating the time.

Ten seconds left, just ten more seconds.

Jiang He's ice spiritual energy was exhausted again, and the spiritual energy in the corresponding spiritual veins dried up, causing a strong sense of discomfort.

Aside from ice spirit energy, only fire remains to counteract fire.

Jiang He tilted her head back and inhaled deeply. With each heavy breath, a wisp of flame appeared in her hand.

"Prairie Fire"

"Blazing fire!"

One hundred barriers of flame appeared in the air.

The impact of the actual magma and flame barrier.

Yu Quanjing stood aside, not stopping her attack, as she exhausted the water spirit energy she had recovered.

The flame barrier, positioned to the left and right of Jiang He, helped to disperse some of the attacks.

Wanqi Ziye still did not close his eyes. The spiritual energy at his fingertips increased, and in the blink of an eye, he broke through Jiang He and Yu Quanjing's defenses again.

Jiang He and Yu Quanjing dodged at the same time.

Both sides tacitly retreated.

Wanqi Ziye won this round.

But Wanqi Ziye knew that he had lost.

The battle situation behind them became clear.

Li Songcheng looked at Zhongli Yu, who had suddenly fled at great speed, and was very puzzled:

"Hey, hey, why did you stop fighting? Keep fighting! We haven't decided who's the winner yet."

"See you later, let's fight again next time we meet."

Zhong Liyu picked up her erhu and ran very fast, leaving only a fleeting afterimage in the distance.

You idiot, the fight's over, running away is the priority.