I flew on a sword at the magic academy

"Senior, you are mistaken. Everyone has witnessed what His Highness Prince Xiang just cut out. After these three duels, it is clear from the shadows that Prince Xiang has won." Tantai Jing stood up for Jiang Yue at the crucial moment.

The Third Prince nodded in agreement, saying, "The Dao Spirit and the Five-Colored Spirit Insect were both cut out by the Prince of Xiang. Even though they have escaped, we cannot exclude them out of context."

The Supreme Elder of the Xuanmen Holy Land shook his head, acting like a senior, and said, "Young people, there are some rules you may not understand. During the betting process, whatever is cut out can no longer be included in the betting once it leaves the scene."

"Fellow Daoist is absolutely right. Everything should be decided by the prizes that are clearly visible." Wu Shan smiled and nodded, while secretly transmitting his voice to the other older generation of experts, asking them to speak up for him and insist on turning black into white.

"These are all people with status and background, yet they spread rumors and speak against their conscience. Aren't they afraid of being ridiculed?" Jiang Yue said.

"A loss is a loss. Quickly hand over the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine to Fellow Daoist Wu Shan."

"Is His Highness Prince Xiang a sore loser?"

More and more people are standing up for Wu Shan, and it's unclear what benefits they've received from the Wu family.

"I did not lose," Jiang Yue said calmly.

"Your Highness, you should accept your defeat. If you don't care about your dignity, someone else will."

"What, do you intend to attack me here?" Jiang Yue asked, looking at the person who spoke.

If what she cuts is really inferior to what Wu Shan makes, she will naturally accept the loss and there's nothing more to say.

But whether it's the five-colored spirit insect, the Kunpeng immortal medicine, or that living Dao spirit, they are all enough to overpower Wu Shan. So why should she admit defeat?

"Since you don't want to be dignified, then we'll just have to help you be dignified."

"You have no respect for your elders. If we don't teach you a lesson today, won't you become even more unruly in the future?"

The elder from a certain sacred land of the Xuanmen sect frowned and was about to take action to suppress Jiang Yue.

Just then, someone in the crowd shouted out.

"You old bastard, is your ancestral grave emitting black smoke?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.

To dare to speak such disrespectful words to a Supreme Elder from the sacred land of Xuanmen, this person is far too audacious.

Upon hearing the voice, Jiang Yue immediately knew who it was. The person kept mentioning other people's ancestral graves; it could only be Sikong Qing.

"Who is it? Show yourself!"

The elder's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He scanned his surroundings, trying to find the source of the sound.

"Everyone says your ancestral graves were emitting black smoke and exploded. Maybe they were driven mad by descendants like you who can't distinguish right from wrong and distort the facts. You'd better go back and take a look," Jiang Yue teased with a light laugh.

"You disrespectful brat, I'll kill you today!" The Supreme Elder's face was extremely ugly. Even his ancestral graves were being mocked. How could someone of his status tolerate this? He was about to vent his anger on Jiang Yue.

"Old bastard, you're about to be buried in your coffin, so you'd better not get angry. If you die from a fit of rage here, no one will be there to collect your body."

Sikong Qing's lazy voice came again, and at the same time, a loud "clang" was heard as a metal object slammed heavily into the face of the Supreme Elder.

"Ugh—! I'm so angry! Which little brat is it? Come out and face your death!"

The elder was so angry that he cursed loudly, grabbed the palm-sized metal object on his face, and tried to crush it.

Surprisingly, he failed to achieve his goal despite several attempts.

"You old bastard, open your dog eyes and see clearly what that thing is." Sikong Qing walked out from the crowd, still with his usual nonchalant attitude, a hint of mockery on his face.

Upon hearing this, the elder stared intently at the metal object in his hand, his expression instantly shifting from anger to terror. He screamed in horror, "A midnight death warrant?!"

It was an iron invitation card, no bigger than the palm of your hand, pitch black all over, with a line of blood-red, illegible writing on it: "I will take your life at midnight!"

"You... how did the Death-Taking Invitation at Midnight end up in your hands, brat?!" The Supreme Elder looked at Sikong Qing with a face full of fear, his voice trembling, and he had long lost the commanding demeanor he had just displayed.

"The White Ghost's Deadly Calling Order at Midnight..." In the distance, the older generation of powerful figures felt a chill run down their spines after seeing the line of blood-red characters on the piece of iron.

It wasn't some kind of priceless treasure, but anyone who knew about its origins couldn't remain calm about it.

"The 'Midnight Death Call' is a token used by the White Ghost to claim lives. If you see this call, it means you've been targeted by him, and he will come to claim your life at midnight that very night, slaughtering your entire family!" An older, powerful figure explained to the young cultivator with a trembling voice.

Of course, the midnight summons also has another function: holding this summons gives you three chances to have the White Ghost make its move.

However, whether he comes to take your life or helps you take someone else's life depends on his own mood; after all, the right to interpret it lies with him.

With it in hand, how many people in the world would dare to kill the one who holds the order? Even powerful and extraordinary forces would be wary of it and would not want to get involved in the karma, otherwise they might not even know how they died.

At this moment, Tantai Jing, the Third Prince, and other outstanding young talents all showed strange expressions, and the way they looked at Sikong Qing and Jiang Yueshi also changed slightly.

"You old bastard, weren't you just yelling and cursing that I should come out and die? Well, I'm out now. If you dare, try and touch a single hair on my head."

Sikong Qing, dressed in a white Taoist robe with black trim, swaggered over to Jiang Yue's side, clearly indicating that he was there to support her.

"This..." The Supreme Elder from the Xuanmen Holy Land looked extremely grim, caught between a rock and a hard place. He dared not act against the holder of the Midnight Death warrant, even if he had a hundred lives. Otherwise, he would not only bring disaster upon himself, but his sect might also face annihilation because of him.

With a clang, the Death-Taking Letter was accidentally dropped to the ground by the Supreme Elder, making a crisp metallic sound.

"Hey! You threw the Midnight Death warrant on the ground, are you trying to show that you're not afraid of Master Bai?" Sikong Qing exclaimed.

"No! I didn't—!" The Supreme Elder was truly terrified. He shouted in panic as he hurriedly picked up the Death-Taking Letter from the ground, fearing that he would be tainted by karma and die a violent death.

He offered the "Midnight Death" token with both hands, and said tremblingly, "Young friend, I admit that my words were somewhat inappropriate just now. I apologize to you here."

At this moment, he was filled with frustration and humiliation. He had secretly accepted the benefits from Wu Shan, thinking that there wouldn't be any big problems in standing up for him. After all, his sect was one of the ten holy lands. Even if Jiang Yue was a regional prince of the Great Xia Dynasty, he would have to think twice before trying to touch him.

However, things took a turn for the worse than he had anticipated. Even the death warrant was brought out at midnight, which could really lead to someone's death.

Sikong Qing took the death warrant from the man's hand, raised his hand, and said, "I'm not the kind of person who's narrow-minded. Since you haven't done anything substantial, I'll be merciful and spare your life."

Finally, he added, "But your family's ancestral grave really did explode. I'm not lying to you about this. You'd better go back and check it out."

"Yes, yes, my friend is right."

As a supreme elder of a sacred Xuanmen sect, what kind of noble status does he hold?

However, at this moment, he was furious but dared not speak out, and could only bow and scrape to a young junior, not daring to refute anything.

"Your Highness, a bet is a bet. You'd better hand over the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine to us as soon as possible," Wu Shan said with a gloomy face.

Several other prominent members and younger disciples of the Wu family also spoke up, insisting that they had won the three duels and that Jiang Yue must compensate them with the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine.

Before Jiang Yue could speak, Sikong Qing interrupted, saying, "Have you people no shame? You're all like a rotten tree with a crooked beam. Not to mention my little Jiang... Xiang Wang, the three rare treasures she cut out are far superior to yours. Just this Kunpeng Immortal Medicine, nourished by the essence blood of the Kunpeng, is incomparable to your two broken stones. You should be the ones who accept the loss. Is it meaningful for you all to be so unreasonable?"

Sikong Qing always speaks directly, and since he is standing up for his younger sister, he naturally won't give the Wu family a friendly look.

"You're quite the smooth talker. The Holy Spirit Stone, which is above the highest grade, becomes a worthless rock in your mouth?" a young member of the Wu family retorted.

"Harmony is the most important thing in everything. In my opinion, let's just call it a draw." Someone else stepped forward to try and smooth things over.

"I'll flatten your grandma's legs! You old bastard, don't think that just because you're old you everyone has to give you face. I'm not going to put up with you. If you dare to stand up and spout nonsense again, don't blame me for slapping you to death!" Sikong Qing pointed directly at the old man who was trying to smooth things over and cursed him, showing him absolutely no respect.

"Who said it was a draw?"

A cold snort came from afar, and the White Ghost returned, reappearing beside Jiang Yue.

He had previously been with the old beggar and the Prince of Qin of the Great Xia Dynasty, pursuing the fleeing Dao Ling. Now that he had returned, the entire place fell silent, as if in death.

"The Five-Colored Spirit Insects, the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine, and that living being—what can compare to these?" The White Ghost Stared at Wu Shan, his voice not loud, but it sent a chill down Wu Shan's spine, as if he were in an ice cellar, and he involuntarily shivered.

In the distance, the onlookers, whether they were veteran experts or rising stars of the younger generation, all wore expressions of surprise and uncertainty.

It was already puzzling that Sikong Qing, this petty bandit, would stand up for Jiang Yue. Now, Bai Gui Shouming has personally spoken up for her, which makes people wonder about her identity and background.

Of course, it's also possible that these two people simply couldn't stand people spreading rumors and distorting the truth, but people still tend to overcomplicate things.

"A loss is a loss. Why are you still trying to argue and twist the truth? You're all an old man, don't you even have this much magnanimity?" Bai Guisuo stared at Wu Shan indifferently.

He didn't show any murderous intent, but no one could guarantee that he wouldn't suddenly slap Wu Shan to death. It's hard to fathom the thoughts of such a strange person.

Wu Shan was so under his gaze that he could hardly breathe. His face turned deathly pale, and his voice trembled as he said, "I lost these three matches."

"Wouldn't it have been resolved earlier? Being less skilled yet still stubborn and arguing, do you really think your Wu family can control everything in Tai'an City?"

Sikong Qing chuckled lightly, then immediately put on a smiling face and respectfully greeted Bai Guisuo, saying, "Hehe, Master Bai, I didn't expect you to be in Tai'an City too. How about I treat you to a good meal later?"

"No need, I've switched to a vegetarian diet now," White Ghost Reaper refused expressionlessly.

Upon hearing Bai Guisuo say that he had switched to a vegetarian diet, Sikong Qing was stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses and chuckled, "Being vegetarian is good, it's green and healthy. Master Bai really still has such good taste."

The white ghost secretly spoke a few words to him with his divine sense, and then disappeared from the spot.

Seeing the White Ghost Take Life leave, Sikong Qing smiled and approached, chuckling, "Little Sister Jiang, did I arrive just in time?"

"It was timely, but now I guess some people are already starting to doubt my identity." Jiang Yue rubbed her temples with a sense of helplessness.

It's hard to predict the words and actions of a strange person like Bai Guisuo, but Sikong Qing, this little bandit, isn't the kind of person who would stand up for justice. It's hard not to arouse suspicion when he stands up for Jiang Yue.

"It seems I can't stay in Tai'an City for long," Jiang Yue thought to herself, deciding to leave Tai'an City after the Wuji Mountain matter was settled.

At this moment, seeing the Wu family members turn to leave, Jiang Yue immediately spoke up, saying, "Have you all forgotten something? I remember before this bet was settled, wasn't it said that the loser would not only have to pay the other party ten million mid-grade spirit stones, but also have to cut off both of their arms? Why are you trying to leave without a word now?"

"What did you say?!" The Wu family members all turned around abruptly and glared at Jiang Yue.

"That was just a joke, did you really take it seriously?"

"You should know that it's wise to be forgiving. Even if we had won this bet, we wouldn't have made you, young friend Xiang, cut off your own arms. Why take a careless remark so seriously?"

Several other prominent members of the Wu family also spoke up one after another.

"He proposed this bet himself. If I lose, I will certainly accept the consequences. I hope Wu Shan will also accept the consequences to avoid being ridiculed," Jiang Yue said with a harmless smile.