I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 242 Imposter (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
If Jiang Yi only says that she is a disciple of the Cangling Sect, the people of the Xuanying Sword Sect will still suspect that she is their senior sister.

However, Jiang Yi added a prefix, "Under the tutelage of True Monarch Danxi," and a suffix, "Jiang Heying."

Then... that's a big problem!

"Fake!"

From below the arena came shouts of cursing through gritted teeth. The Xuan Ying sword cultivators, who had just been so shocked that they lost their composure and composure, had picked up their fallen swords again. Each of them stared at Jiang Yi with hatred and contempt in their eyes.

In the nine great immortal sects of Beixuan, everyone knows that True Monarch Danxi and Jiang Yurong, the sect leader of Xuanying Sword Sect, are at odds, and Danxi likes to go against Jiang Yurong in everything.

Jiang Yurong had just lost her biological daughter, Jiang Yi, whose Taoist name was Fengying.

Danxi Zhenjun suddenly had a disciple who not only looked almost exactly like Jiang Yi, but also had the Daoist name Heying.

Even a dog wouldn't believe you if you said it wasn't intentional!
For a Nascent Soul cultivator, isn't it an easy thing to change a person's appearance?
"unacceptable!"

The disciples of Xuan Ying Sword Sect were furious. They were not afraid even if the other party was a Nascent Soul True Monarch. Who would stab someone in the heart like this?

Absolutely immoral! Absolutely without principles! Absolutely inhuman!
The other party completely disregarded their Xuan Ying Sword Sect, which was intolerable. The Xuan Ying Sword Sect and the Cang Ling Sect were sworn enemies!
And this imposter must die!
"Junior Brother Qin, if you can't beat her down today, we won't have you as our junior brother!"

A Xuan Ying sword cultivator on the stage took the lead in shouting, and the other male and female sword cultivators echoed him, filled with righteous indignation.

Qin Feiyu was confused, but he got the gist of it. His bewildered eyes sharpened, and he pointed his long sword at Jiang Yi.

"Qin Feiyu of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect has come to learn from the esteemed disciple of True Monarch Danxi!"

A cold glint flashed in Qin Feiyu's eyes, his longsword hummed and trembled, and his sword energy surged like frost and snow. With a tap of his toes, he transformed into a sharp white rainbow, his sword pointing directly at Jiang Yi's throat.

Jiang Yi smiled slightly. The opening move was so flawed that she could see it even with her nostrils. Without even lifting her eyelids, Jiang Yi released her embrace.

Hua Gu's cloud-like body suddenly stretched out, and the gray mist exploded without warning, instantly enveloping the entire arena in cloud miasma and thunder.

Before Qin Feiyu's sword aura could be fully unleashed, he felt a sudden heaviness around him. Countless fine arcs of electricity coiled around his limbs like venomous snakes, numbing his entire body. Moreover, the mist contained a powerful, chilling aura that gnawed at his internal organs like maggots, causing his sword energy to stagnate.

Three giant claws, wreathed in wind blades and lightning, slashed fiercely out from the clouds, the air crackling with a piercing blast as the claws passed.

Qin Feiyu's eyes widened in horror. His paralyzed body was unable to parry with his sword, and he could only watch helplessly as the misty claw twisted and deformed, slashing down on him.

Finished!

Despair filled Qin Feiyu's eyes; he could almost see himself being torn apart. But just as the Cloud Thunder Claw was about to touch his body, Jiang Yi, who had been standing motionless to the side, suddenly cleared her throat.

The giant claw of cloud and thunder retracted into a fist.

boom!
Qin Feiyu flew backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing through the protective light barrier at the edge of the arena and crashing into the crowd of Xuan Ying Sword Sect members in full view of everyone.

It happened in less than a breath, almost in an instant.

"Junior Brother Qin!"

The white-robed sword cultivators hurriedly caught their fellow disciple, unaware that Qin Feiyu had only suffered a bad fall and was a little numb, but was not seriously injured.

Hua Gu gracefully gathered her misty body, lightly retreating back into Jiang Yi's arms, and proudly twisted.

Jiang Yi didn't even flinch the hem of her clothes throughout the whole process, and raised her hand to rub Hua Gu.

"Jiang Heyingsheng is a disciple of Danxi Zhenjun of the Cangling Sect."

It's unclear whether the Shen family referee did it on purpose, but he insisted on adding the words "disciple of True Monarch Danxi".

When Jiang Yi looked over, she saw Zhao Cangyun standing triumphantly next to the referee.

The referee's announcement startled everyone, and the crowd erupted in chaos.

"Is that a Lan Yao? It's so strong!"

"Completely crushed them! The Xuan Ying sword cultivator didn't even have the power to fight back! True Monarch Danxi's demon spirit is also a Storm Demon, truly worthy of being from the same lineage!"

"It's obvious! It's Danxi Zhenjun targeting Xuanying Sword Sect, deliberately sending her disciple to humiliate them!"

Amidst the murmurs, the sword cultivators of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect turned ashen-faced.

The older disciple held down his fellow disciple who wanted to rush onto the stage, while he himself was so angry that even the scabbard of his sword trembled.

Although many of the older generation of Xuan Ying Sword Sect harbored resentment towards Jiang Yi because of the demon clan's sneak attack, in the hearts of the younger generation of disciples, their senior sister was a heroine of her generation.

Not everyone has the courage to remain calm in the face of danger and risk exposing their own golden core to protect the glory of the Xuan Ying Sword Sect.

But their senior sister did it!
Our senior sister is a true, unyielding, and resolute swordswoman, a role model for all of them. How could such a senior sister be desecrated by this imposter?

However, last night, Senior Sister Liu repeatedly warned them that they should not act impulsively in the arena and should follow the plan. The goal of Xuan Ying Sword Sect is to occupy a position in the top ten of the battle rankings, which is a matter of great importance. They cannot let this imposter disrupt their rhythm.

On the stage not far away, Xu Manxiu had seen everything that had just happened. He had fought fiercely in the previous matches, and no one had come up to the stage yet.

Everyone else thought it was a fake, but he always felt something was wrong, and his intuition was screaming for it.

"Junior Sister Xue, go and invite Junior Sister Tao Zhi over."

Xu Manxiu told his fellow disciples below the stage that he had to continue defending the title and could not leave.

Liu Taozhi planned to go on stage again on the fifth day, but did not appear today.

Xu Manxiu wasn't sure if Jiang Heying was real or fake, but Liu Taozhi, who had grown up with Jiang Yi since childhood, would definitely be able to tell the difference.

If it's fake, the Xuan Ying Sword Sect absolutely cannot tolerate it. Even if it's brought up to True Monarch Danxi, they will demand an explanation!
If it were true... Xu Manxiu's heart clenched, and he dared not think any further.

As the newcomer appeared on the stage, Xu Manxiu temporarily withdrew his attention and focused on his opponent. Among the disciples of this generation, he was the oldest and had the highest cultivation level. He would go on stage first and defend the arena for at least three days to set an example for the Xuan Ying Sword Sect.

Jiang Yi seemed oblivious to the hostility and probing around her, glancing indifferently at the battle rankings.

The three characters 'Jiang Heying' appeared with the Cangling Sect totem, still a little short of the top spot.

That rebellious teacher, she really knows how to cause trouble. Otherwise, if she had just taken a few days off and come back, she could have easily gotten over ninety.

Jiang Yisong smiled at Hua Gu, pointed his chin at a corner of the arena, and Hua Gu understood and saluted before rushing over at lightning speed.

Bamboo mats, futons, and low tables were thrown out one after another.

A set of zither-making tools was laid out, along with a tea set, a small red clay stove for boiling water, and a plate of freshly picked spiritual fruits.

In a short while, Hua Gu arranged a comfortable resting place for Jiang Yi, while she herself spread out in mid-air to act as a parasol, radiating coolness to dispel the surrounding heat.

Everyone around was stunned. What was going on?

Are you getting ready to settle down in the ring?
Does she think she can hold on forever?
That's incredibly arrogant!
They completely disregarded everyone present!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Jiang Yi slowly walked over, sat behind the low table, took out the carved pattern she had recently found, spread it out, and used the Zhenshan and Duanjin paperweights, which had turned into stone lions, to press down on both sides of the pattern.

Such a lively scene was something Zhenshan and Duanjin also wanted to see. If they didn't transform into stone lion warriors, the Foundation Establishment cultivators present wouldn't notice them for the time being.

Jiang Yi then picked up the smaller Hongli by its tail, threw it under the red clay stove, and gave it a palm-leaf fan, instructing it to tend the fire and brew tea.

Hongli whimpered in dissatisfaction, but she didn't dawdle at all while tending the fire.

Hongli wore the Crimson Sky Hunter Armor crafted by her master, which had the ability to conceal her aura. In everyone's eyes, she was just an ordinary little fox tending the fire.

Finally, Jiang Yi took out the Floating Life Zither and placed it on the low table.

She had previously felt that the Floating Life Zither was too plain, so she practiced carving wooden hairpins in the mortal realm for a year before she dared to formally carve on the Floating Life Zither.

Jiang Yi looked up and found that everyone in the audience was stunned, overwhelmed by her aura, and no one went up on stage.

"Gentlemen, I, Jiang Heying, am sitting right here waiting for you to come up and challenge me. It's not that I'm being arrogant, but I can smash all of your dog heads while I'm sitting here. If you don't believe me, come and try. If anyone can force me to stand up today, hmph~"

Jiang Yi's red lips curled slightly, revealing a provocative smile, and her disdainful gaze swept across the entire room.

"Then I'll stand up and smash your dog heads in!"

The crowd was stunned for a moment, then became indignant.

"Damn! She's such a damn good actress! Are you guys from the Xuan Ying Sword Sect even going to come up or not? If you're not going, I'll go and have a go at her!"

A burly man in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage jumped onto the arena and released two stone-skinned rhinoceroses, also in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

"Guo Yong of Baizang Valley, I've come here specifically to fight you!"

Jiang Yi swept her fingertips across the strings without looking up.

"Hua Gu, kill him."

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Hua Gu charged toward the other side with high fighting spirit, leaving behind a small group of Hua Gu to continue shading Jiang Yi from the sun.

　That's all for today, see you tomorrow!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)