Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 212 The Spirit of Showing the Sword
"Okay, very good!"

Upon hearing Fu Yuanxianweng's words, Longji suddenly laughed.

Fu Yuan did all the work, said all the nice things, and then put on a magnanimous act, making others think he was broad-minded and generous, while she was the one being unreasonable and immature...

All I can say is that this old codger is not only unfathomably powerful, but also so cunning that she was completely outmatched.

Unfortunately, she had left the Heavenly Court in such a hurry that she forgot to bring the Old Man of the Moon who was supposed to deliver the message... Longji's heart stirred, and she looked up at the Immortal Fuyuan who had revealed his Dharma form.

Fu Yuanxian was all smiles, surrounded by celestial light. He was incredibly kind, but the more kind he was, the angrier she became.

Of course, she also knew that the Matchmaker was Fu Yuan's subordinate.

If they were to confront each other face to face, perhaps she could have maintained impartiality when her father was alive. But things are different now. Her father has descended to the mortal realm to undergo tribulation, and her mother is in seclusion.

In the past, even if she broke the heavenly rules, few people would dare to be so presumptuous in front of her, but just now even that divine general dared to speak rudely to her.

"When people leave, the tea grows cold..." Longji looked at Fu Yuanxian.

Fu Yuanxian continued to look at her kindly, his gaze somewhat profound, his smile and eyes seeming to tell her that everything that had happened was within his expectations.

Including now!

Longji withdrew his gaze, sighed inwardly, and slowly lowered his hand that was gripping the sword.

She knew very well that there was no point in saying anything more now. In terms of words and shrewdness, she was completely defeated by an opponent of Fu Yuan Xian Weng's caliber.

She can't win...

Perhaps when he was plotting against her, Fu Yuanxian had already foreseen her behavior?
So, what exactly was Fu Yuanxianweng's intention in scheming against her?

Longji looked at Fu Yuanxian, a look of confusion in her eyes. She would never believe that he was plotting against her because of the Peach Banquet.

She was a great immortal who had cultivated for countless years; it was impossible for her to lack such magnanimity. Moreover, her mother had already punished her for this matter.

Since her mother was unaware of her marriage arrangements, where did Fu Yuanxianweng get the audacity to arrange a marriage for her?
Although he was a senior member of the Heavenly Court, holding a high position and seniority, the wrath of his parents was not something an ordinary person could bear. Was he really not afraid that his father and mother would come after him in the future?
Unless he has some powerful backing... Longji's eyes lit up—a backing strong enough to stand up to her parents.

She looked at Immortal Fu Yuan, whose enormous illusory Dharma form shrank into a white-robed immortal standing in mid-air, surrounded by a faint halo.

"Greetings, Immortal Elder!"

The gods, generals, and soldiers who rushed over all paid their respects.

"Fellow immortals and warriors... there's no need for such formalities!"

Fu Yuanxian smiled and gently raised his hand, glancing at Long Ji at the same time.

With just one glance, Longji's pupils shrank, and she was somewhat lost in thought. The figure of the Immortal Fu Yuan in her eyes grew larger and larger, like an ancient divine mountain standing tall, making her heart tremble.

She was like a small pebble at the foot of a sacred mountain, insignificant and humble.

Slowly, Longji lowered his hand that was holding the sword, looking at his hand with some confusion.

Even if she becomes a true immortal, so what?
In front of old fellows like Fu Yuanxian, isn't it just a matter of scheming...scheming?
A sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart. The people and things around her rushed away, and she grew smaller and smaller until she turned back into the little girl she used to be, as if nothing had changed.

The scene beside them shows the mother's stern reprimand and the father shaking his head in disappointment...

The miniature Longji pinched his chin, looking at his mother scolding him and his disappointed father, raising an eyebrow but appearing very calm.

This scene... seems a little familiar!

Of course, the last time she encountered her father, the emperor, and her mother, who were very kind to her, but she still dared to kill them.
This is how I treat myself now...

"Father, Mother, please forgive my rudeness. Please believe that I love you..." Longji murmured to himself, his eyes fixed on the two of them, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

"This girl fell for it so quickly?"

In the Dou Niu Palace, Kong Xu, who was using the Xuan Guang Mirror, looked at the dazed Long Ji with some helplessness.

Then he took out a Jade Void Talisman from his sleeve.

The inner world.

"Longji, what are you doing?"

As Longji approached step by step, the Heavenly Emperor and the Golden Mother exuded an imposing aura without anger.

"Longji, is that all you're going to do?"

"Of course, I should get closer to Father Emperor and Mother Empress..."

As Longji was preparing to do something filial for his parents, a voice suddenly came from above.

"Master?"

Longji was startled, looked up and called out, "Master, is that you?"

Still conscious... Inside the Bullfighting Palace, Kongxu suddenly opened his eyes and felt relieved.

At the same time, he looked in the direction of the celestial palace, a puzzled expression on his face.

Who on earth gave this guy, Fu Yuanxianweng, the courage to actually scheme against the Heavenly Princess?

Speaking of the Heavenly Princess... Kongxu's heart sank as he thought of another disciple.

Although Yunhua was facing a love tribulation last time, it happened to people close to the Heavenly Emperor. This...

skillful!
What a coincidence... A fleeting thought crossed Kongxu's mind. That incident ended with Yang Jian successfully rescuing his mother, but now it's hard not to connect the dots.

At this moment, Immortal Fu Yuan smiled slightly at Long Ji. It seemed his supernatural powers had taken effect; this young princess was once again reliving the people and things she least wanted to face. Although the seemingly useless little princess had undergone some changes since her return—becoming somewhat assertive and even stepping into the realm of immortality—there were still differences…

"Buzz!"

It was at this moment that Longji suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze intense, clear, and compelling.

"Immortal, your supernatural powers... are quite interesting!"

Longji, still somewhat unsatisfied, stared at Fu Yuan meaningfully and said, "Come, let me experience it a couple more times."

"Ahem, Your Highness, what are you saying!" Fu Yuan said with a slight smile.

Longji stared at Fu Yuan, his sword-wielding hand twitched, but a look of apprehension appeared in his eyes.

Although she had the courage to draw her sword against her parents, there was still a significant difference between her inner self and her actual opponent.

Against an opponent of Fu Yuan Xian Weng's caliber...

The outcome seems predictable without even needing to think about it.

At this moment, her rationality was holding her body in check, preventing her from making a move.

Are you scared?

At that moment, the voice in Longji's heart rang out again.

After a moment of silence, Longji looked serious and gave a soft "hmm".

Even Yang Jian would have to obediently hum in response to this situation, Longji thought to himself.

"That won't do. Whether you become a sword immortal or an empress, if you want to continue on the path of immortality, you will encounter many opponents, some of whom will be very powerful."

"When you encounter a very powerful opponent, it is important to have the courage to draw your sword. Even if the opponent is very strong, even if you are no match for them, you cannot be cowardly or defeated before the battle even begins..."

"The courage to...draw the sword?"

Longji murmured, "Master, I understand!"

Her gaze grew brighter and brighter, all her previous apprehension vanished, replaced by boundless fighting spirit.

Before the words could even finish...

Longji drew his sword and charged toward Immortal Fuyuan, moving as fast as lightning.

She swung her sword at Fu Yuanxianweng...

"What... what are you trying to understand?!"

Inside the Bullfighting Palace, Kongxu opened his eyes, his face blank, then turning black, and finally he wanted to curse.

He meant that having the courage to draw one's sword is very important, and that's true.

But before you've fully developed... it's best to be sneaky and run away!

He could tell that Longji was just one step away from advancing to the Celestial Immortal realm, so he planned to give her some pointers, but who knew that this girl would just recklessly rush in like that.

"Hiss, is this my... junior sister?"

On the celestial palace not far away, Yuan Hong stared at Long Ji in disbelief and clapped his hands in a daze.

He was convinced...

After all, if it were him facing such an opponent, he would have retreated without a fight long ago.

What a joke! Which celestial being would be tired of living and dare to defy a powerful being?
Do you dare?
He certainly wouldn't dare!
After all, there's a Golden Immortal Realm in between!
His junior sister dared to do so, and she was even a True Immortal Realm expert, setting an unprecedented precedent!
Regardless of the outcome, just that courage alone is... truly admirable.

"Master, this junior sister you taught... seems a little different from me!"

Yuan Hong sighed inwardly, thinking: Junior sister, this time, your senior brother probably can't help you with this.

Upon hearing Long Ji's sword strike, Fu Yuanxian's smile vanished.

"Immortal, please show mercy!" Venus cried out urgently.

"Don't worry, Venus!" Fu Yuan's eyes flashed, he nodded slightly, his expression calm. With a simple wave of his hand, a beam of immortal light blocked the incomparably sharp sword.

"Retreat!" Fu Yuan waved his hand lightly, and Long Ji's body trembled, staggering backward.

"Your Highness, please stop fooling around."

Fu Yuan unleashed a giant, glowing hand that pressed forward, saying, "Please forgive my rudeness."

Boom!

The giant hand roared, as if it were a world of light. Longji wanted to retreat, but his body seemed to be restricted.

"The Domain of Heaven and Earth?!"

Longji's expression changed drastically, and he struggled even more fiercely.

Boo!
At that moment, with a cry, the first great wind in ten thousand years swept through the Heavenly Court.

The next instant, a golden bolt of lightning flashed past everyone's eyes.

When they came to their senses, they saw that Longji was standing behind a golden-winged roc.

(End of this chapter)