The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 372 Reunion with Leng Qingzhu!
The gazes of the disciples around him were like needles, piercing his heart with waves of pain.

Xu Mingyu never expected things to develop to this extent.

He gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up despite his injuries, and attacked Song Wanning once again.

Song Wanning flashed a cold light and attacked him with the same move, but with an even more fierce aura.

His expression changed, and he quickly took out other magical treasures to deal with the situation.

The two exchanged blows for more than ten moves before Xu Mingyu was once again knocked away, collapsing to the ground and vomiting blood.

As if she had anticipated that Xu Mingyu would not give up easily, Song Wanning continued to attack the runes over there.

Then, a strange scene unfolded on the battle stage.

Xu Mingyu was like a toy, launching attacks from time to time. Song Wanning would deal with him occasionally, but in reality, she focused her main energy on dealing with the runes.

As the number of strikes increased, the runes grew dimmer, while Song Wanning's swordsmanship continued to improve.

Xu Mingyu's friends all changed their expressions, looking at him with surprise and uncertainty.

"This is so discouraging. Song Wanning is using Xu Mingyu as a practice target..."

"That's right, Xu Mingyu is completely caught in the middle now. He can't admit defeat, but if he doesn't, he'll just embarrass himself even more..."

“It’s so tragic.”

"It's over, my bet..."

"If I had known, I should have bet on Song Wanning to win. I would have made a fortune by now."

"Look, the runes are breaking too!"

With a cry of surprise from the disciple, the runes on the battle platform actually shattered.

With a flash of sword light, it directly attacked Xu Mingyu, who was not far away.

"boom--"

This sword strike, though possessing the same aura, had a significantly increased power.

Xu Mingyu took out his magic weapon to resist, but it had no effect whatsoever, and he was eventually knocked away.

"Bam—"

Xu Mingyu fell around the battle platform, startling the disciples who quickly stepped back, clearing a space for him.

He, who had previously made bold pronouncements, was now in a terrible state, covered in blood and wounds.

In addition, the runes shattered, causing him to suffer a backlash and fall to the ground, unable to get up.

"Song Wanning wins!"

The elder announced the results with a look of admiration. He had thought that Song Wanning's previous victory was just luck, but now it seemed that her strength was enough to squeeze into the top twenty.

"hiss--"

With this announcement, the disciples finally snapped out of their daze, looking at Song Wanning in shock and fear.

What kind of monster is this? He's already crushing Xu Mingyu, who's at the late stage of the Void Refinement realm, in the early stage of the Void Refinement realm. If he advances in cultivation, what will become of him?

"Mingyu, are you alright?"

Several friends rushed over to help Xu Mingyu up, their eyes filled with worry and apprehension towards Song Wanning.

"N-nothing—"

"puff--"

As Xu Mingyu spoke, he spat out another mouthful of blood. After taking a few pills, he felt a little better.

He leaned weakly against his friend, looked up at the battle stage, and saw only Song Wanning's cold yet confident eyes.

He suddenly felt like a clown.

"I—I admit defeat, I'm completely convinced!"

Xu Mingyu felt aggrieved, but strength is paramount, and he simply couldn't compare to Song Wanning; that was a fact he had to accept.

"But I won't lose forever. One day I'll challenge you again and win it all back!!!"

A fighting spirit surged within him; today's "insult" would constantly urge him to improve.

"Thank you for the concession." Song Wanning gave a slight smile, gracefully sheathed her longsword, and leaped off the battle platform.

Under the gaze of the crowd, she stepped towards the Bermuda Triangle, her eyes fixed on the forty-odd people in front of her.

In the following time, she will challenge them one by one.

After all, he only fought Xu Mingyu today, and his swordsmanship has improved again.

If you fight them all, the improvement in your strength will definitely be considerable.

As for winning or losing, she no longer cared. She had already secured the spot, so she could just play as she pleased.

……

After her battle with Xu Mingyu, Song Wanning's name spread throughout the sect. Many people learned of Song Wanning's strength and realized the reason why the sect leader had arranged the position of a true disciple.

Some cultivators who had initially intended to cause trouble quickly gave up, realizing that Xu Mingyu was no match for them and that offering themselves up would only result in humiliation.

But Song Wanning didn't rest. Starting the next day, she began challenging the top-ranked cultivators.

Xu Mingyu then challenged the disciples ranked lower, as only in this way could he reclaim his spot in the secret realm.

Therefore, the original arrangement of the Ancient Cold Sect was thrown into chaos once again, and the losing cultivators could only challenge cultivators of lower ranking.

Layer upon layer, the challenges never cease.

...

Time flies, and just as Song Wanning was about to challenge the 30th place, Leng Qingzhu finally returned to the sect.

She hadn't received any prior notice, so when she saw the figure she had been longing for day and night while she was practicing her sword, Song Wanning was completely stunned.

She stared blankly at the figure etched into her memory, the one she had longed for countless times, and her eyes welled up with tears almost instantly.

"Master!!!"

Song Wanning flew towards Leng Qingzhu and threw herself into her arms.

Leng Qingzhu, travel-worn, received a message from the sect leader as soon as he left the secret realm, informing him that his disciple had ascended to immortality. He dared not stop for a moment and hurried back to the sect, finally seeing his most beloved little disciple.

She held the person in her arms, and there was still a sense of unreality in her heart.

"Master, it's so wonderful to see you again..."

Song Wanning's eyes welled up with tears, and she hugged Leng Qingzhu tightly. Endless longing and grievances welled up in her heart at this moment.

It's like a child who has been wronged finding solace in their parents.

"Wan Ning, your master misses you very much too..."

Leng Qingzhu is as her name suggests; she has a cold and aloof personality. Only when she is with Song Wanning does her emotions fluctuate more.

The two hugged for a while before they composed themselves and separated, feeling embarrassed.

"Let's go back and sit with Master."

Leng Qingzhu had so many things she wanted to know. Were the people in the lower realm alright?

She took Song Wanning's hand and walked towards her house.

Song Wanning followed behind with a complicated expression, wondering how to explain Gu Qingyuan's situation.

But she has no intention of hiding the truth.

Upon entering the house, Leng Qingzhu took out the fruit she had found in the secret realm and handed it to Song Wanning.

As always, whenever he went out, he liked to bring back something for his little apprentice.

It could be food, a treasure, or simply a local item.

Song Wanning accepted the fruit, feeling a warmth in her heart.

Nothing has changed.

She sat down next to her master, and then heard Leng Qingzhu ask, "When did you ascend to immortality?"

"Where's Qingyuan? Why haven't we seen him?"

Song Wanning's brows darkened.

"Master, Senior Brother..."