Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me-Chapter 1794 - 1793: Zhuang Tian’s Encouragement

"Master, your disciple is still willing to represent Wuji Peak in this competition."

Zhao Yiran said.

Yin Yang Yan smiled faintly, yet remained noncommittal; currently, the strength of the other Six Peaks has advanced rapidly.

How much has this obedient disciple’s strength progressed?

If she hasn’t broken through to the Heavenly God Realm, it’s absolutely impossible for her to participate in the competition.

"Tell me about your current strength."

Yin Yang Yan’s eyes held a trace of expectation.

He held high hopes for this woman.

"Heavenly God Realm."

Zhao Yiran said with confidence.

Yin Yang Yan nodded; possessing strength at the Heavenly God Realm indeed allows her to go and strive in the competition, but that’s not enough.

"Do you have any other killer moves?"

Zhao Yiran nodded.

These days, she has been practicing Fiery Cloud Step, as fast as lightning, as fierce as a divine statue.

In the world of martial arts, speed is unbeatable.

She firmly believes no one can break her Fiery Cloud Step.

Seeing this, Yin Yang Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"I approve as your master, so this time you will represent my Tai Chi Peak in the competition."

"Yes, Master."

Receiving permission, Zhao Yiran’s face lit up with joy, and she immediately showed a skill.

Only a black shadow could be seen weaving through the pavilion, with traces of red flames in the air, yet the person was unseen.

Seeing this, Yin Yang Yan nodded in satisfaction.

"With Zhao Yiran as my Tai Chi Peak’s trump card, what does your Saintess Peak have?"

...

At Saintess Peak, the snow falls gently.

Inside Saintess Palace, a firewood pile is burning.

Over five hundred disciples stand in the palace, each with a firm expression, their faces exuding sharpness.

Xia Yurou sits cross-legged by the fire, her eyes brimming with luminous light.

The Sect Master’s plan for her is indeed good; within a few days, she can break through to the Nirvana Realm.

"Peak Master, the competition will start in three days."

A man dressed in a crimson robe reminded her.

Hearing this, Xia Yurou’s bright gaze swept over the five hundred people, with threads of anger appearing on her face.

Last time she led the disciples to battle, it was utterly humiliating.

Do I have to replace the disciples in this battle again?

"Who dares take on this important task and battle on behalf of my Saintess Peak?"

Xia Yurou looked at the many disciples in the hall with eager anticipation.

"Peak Master, I am willing to fight for Saintess Peak, please give me a chance."

A man dressed in a blood-red robe stepped forward from the crowd.

The long robe was like a blooming rose, standing in stark contrast with the white snow outside, as if it were flames blossoming on the snow.

Seeing this man wishing to enter the competition, the crowd couldn’t help but start a derisive sneer.

"Haha, Yan Yan Guo, you actually want to compete? Ask if my Blue Moon Blade agrees first?"

"Just with you, a lump of mud, you want to compete? Utterly a fool’s dream."

"Yan Yan Guo, you better go home to grumble and daydream."

"Hmph, a bootlicker dares to represent my Saintess Peak in the competition?"

Everyone showed no mercy in their ridicule.

After all, everyone was well aware of what kind of person Yan Yan Guo was.

Precisely a thorough bootlicker.

Mud that can’t stick to the wall.

A wretched waste!

Seeing Yan Yan Guo, Xia Yurou’s face also showed a look of disdain.

This person indulges in gatherings with women, loves gambling, is totally unworthy of competing.

Seeing everyone look down on him, and even Peak Master barely giving him a glance, Yan Yan Guo stubbornly resisted.

"Indeed, I used to be a lump of mud, but I’m no longer the me I was."

"Regarding the bootlicker you mention, I haven’t groveled to any female cultivator, not even if Peak Master wanted to engage in Dual Cultivation with me, I might not agree."

"As for gambling, I’ve long quit; this time, I beg Peak Master for a chance."

Yan Yan Guo quickly retorted.

Xia Yurou was unyielding in her refusal to give him a chance.

Her eyes shifted to the others.

"Peak Master, I, Qiu Ming, am willing to fight for Saintess Peak."

A man dressed in a black robe, handsome and eight feet tall, stepped forward.

His long hair, shining eyes, muscles nearly bursting through his clothes.

Even in this cold winter, he wore only a black robe, revealing eight copper-colored abs.

This person is renowned among female cultivators as a top male cultivator.

Many female cultivators want to engage in Dual Cultivation with him; it can be said, he possesses a wealth of female cultivator resources.

Even Sheng Liu Mi wished to engage in Dual Cultivation with him, and he had done so with goddess Qin Yue.

Qin Yue is the goddess of Tianyong Mountain, with fair skin, beauty, and long legs.

Yet in the end, she was coldly discarded.

Thus, many male cultivators envy and resent him.

Seeing Qiu Ming, Xia Yurou’s eyes sparkled with admiration.

This Qiu Ming does indeed have some ability.

"Peak Master, you shouldn’t judge by appearances, I may be lacking, but I have ambitions too."

Yan Yan Guo stood again from the crowd.

He’s only six feet tall, a head shorter than Qiu Ming.

Always fond of tall men, Xia Yurou tacitly agreed to Qiu Ming’s participation.

Seeing Yan Yan Guo clinging on to join the competition, she showed an expression of annoyance.

It’s as if a fly is buzzing around the ears.

She raised a disdainful brow and smiled contemptuously.

"Yan Yan Guo, stay out of the way. How can someone of your stature represent my Saintess Peak in the competition?"

Hearing this, Yan Yan Guo clenched his fists, his eyes flashing red.

His teeth grated loudly, evidently infuriated.

"Peak Master, I challenge you now, to crush you underfoot."

Yan Yan Guo’s face twisted with rage, a wolf-shaped shadow appearing above his head.

Qiu Ming dashed forward in a stride, blocking Xia Yurou.

"You waste, you should hide away in the deep forests, live a sneaky life like a beast; how dare you challenge the Peak Master? Tired of living?"

Qiu Ming shouted coldly.

His eyes also flashed coldly.

Witnessing this, Xia Yurou grew more satisfied with Qiu Ming.

If not for Wang Ye occupying a vital place in her heart, Qiu Ming might have stirred her interest.

Since Yan Yan Guo was so brazen, let Qiu Ming teach this kid a lesson.

"Yan Yan Guo, if you withstand thirty moves from Qiu Ming, I’ll let you compete."

Xia Yurou exhibited disdain.

She believed Yan Yan Guo couldn’t possibly withstand even three of Qiu Ming’s moves.

Witnessing this, everyone couldn’t help but sympathize with Yan Yan Guo.

Qiu Ming’s skills are formidable, at the Heavenly God Realm, dealing with Yan Yan Guo is like squishing an ant.

"Yan Yan Guo, don’t be reckless; truly fighting Qiu Ming, you’ll be dead or crippled."

"Indeed, this winter is so cold, why not dream away tucked under the covers; why insist on competing?"

Various disciples quickly advised Yan Yan Guo.

Then, a woman emerged from the crowd.