Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

Zhao Wuji, a genius from the previous year at the Holy Path Academy.

His cultivation level had already reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm, making him the biggest favorite to win the championship this time.

Chu Xuan'er is only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

"Oh no, this girl is going to lose."

"There's a two-minor-level difference, how can we fight like this?"

"What a pity for such an ice queen."

Discussions arose, and no one was optimistic about Chu Xuan'er.

Even Lin Feng got anxious and rushed to the edge of the arena, shouting:

"Junior sister! Forfeit! That's a late-stage Golden Core cultivator! You can't fight him head-on! As long as you're alive, you can always fight again. Listen to your senior brother's advice, don't be stubborn!"

Chu Xuan'er paused in her steps.

She turned around and looked at her senior brother, who was full of anxiety and thought he was doing it for her own good. The last bit of hesitation in her eyes completely disappeared.

"Abstain? Senior Brother Lin Feng, that's the biggest difference between us!"

"The path of swordsmanship is one of unyielding strength. If one lacks even the courage to draw their sword, what path are they cultivating?"

With a light touch of her toes, dressed in snow-white robes, she resolutely landed in the center of the arena.

The wind rises, and the sword clashes.

At this moment, she was so lonely that it was heartbreaking.

On the high platform, Gu Fan put down his wine glass, leaned forward slightly, and for the first time, a hint of appreciation flashed in his usually cynical eyes.

"That's interesting."

"This girl's resilience is stronger than I imagined."

"Unfortunately... too much rigidity leads to breakage."

On the arena, sword energy crisscrossed.

The battle became intense from the very beginning.

As a veteran late-stage Golden Core expert, Zhao Wuji far surpasses Chu Xuan'er in both spiritual energy reserves and combat experience.

He didn't even use his full strength; he merely relied on his protective aura and casually unleashed spells to put Chu Xuan'er in grave danger.

"clang!"

With a sharp crack, the longsword in Chu Xuan'er's hand was bent, her tiger's mouth was split open, and blood dripped down the hilt, staining her white Taoist robe red.

"Give up, junior."

Zhao Wuji stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

"You have good talent, but the gap in skill level is too large. If you continue fighting, it will damage your foundation, which would be bad."

"No... absolutely not!"

Chu Xuan'er gritted her teeth, her originally rosy face now turning pale from overexertion of spiritual energy.

That's an obsession.

It's a resentment towards fate!

It was disappointment at Lin Feng's incompetence!

It was a rebellion against Gu Fan's arrogant attitude!

A mix of emotions swirled within her, like a constantly compressing powder keg.

"What am I insisting on? For the ridiculous rules and regulations of Guiguzi?"

"Is it still for that senior brother who only makes me endure?"

"No, I will prove that my path... is correct!"

"ah!!!"

Chu Xuan'er suddenly let out a long, mournful howl.

She burned her primordial essence, transforming herself into a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

"Junior sister! You're crazy! Stop it! You'll die!"

Lin Feng, sitting in the audience, screamed in terror.

But all he could do was shout; he couldn't do anything else.

Because the protective shield of the arena had already been activated.

"Guiguzi's Fourteenth Sword - Severing the Mortal World!!"

Chu Xuan'er unleashed the strongest sword strike of her life.

This sword strike is not for killing the enemy, but for severing the chaotic thoughts in my heart and cutting off the cause and effect that suffocates her!

It seemed as if only this one desolate and beautiful sword light remained in the world.

"What?!"

Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically.

He actually felt the threat of death!

Zhao Wuji desperately used all his magical treasures to defend himself, but they all shattered like paper before this sword.

"boom!!!"

A terrifying storm of sword energy swept across the entire area, even cracking the protective shield.

When the smoke and dust cleared.

Zhao Wuji collapsed at the edge of the arena, his protective aura shattered, a deep sword wound on his chest revealing bone, and he remained unconscious.

Several medical monks immediately rushed onto the arena and carried him off.

Chu Xuan'er, however, remained standing in the center of the arena, sword in hand.

Although she was teetering on the brink of collapse and covered in blood, she won!

"Holy crap! We won?!"

"A Golden Core cultivator reversing his fate from the early stage to the late stage?! That's outrageous!"

"Valkyrie! It's a Valkyrie!"

An unprecedented roar of cheers erupted from the crowd.

Even the professors from other departments couldn't help but stand up and applaud.

Lin Feng stared blankly at the figure on the stage, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

There was both pride and a deep sense of inferiority.

Junior sister...did she really do it?

And in such a resolute way.

The next second, something unexpected happened!

Something's not right!

Gu Fan on the high platform narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Her breathing... is disordered."

On the stage, Chu Xuan'er, who should have been enjoying her victory, suddenly began to tremble violently.

"Get out...get out of my head..."

The sword energy within her body has completely spiraled out of control!

Although that sword strike severed the enemy's defenses, it failed to sever her inner demons.

Instead, the excessive suppression of emotions erupted, causing the sword intent to backfire!

Sharp sword energies burst forth from her body, indiscriminately cutting everything around her, even leaving countless tiny wounds on her own skin.

"Oh no! He's gone mad! Save him!"

The referee, a Golden Core cultivator at the peak, was shocked and tried to rush forward, but was forced back by the terrifying storm of sword energy.

"Junior Sister!"

Lin Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he rushed onto the stage without regard for anything else.

"I'm Lin Feng! I'm your senior brother! Wake up! Let me give you an acupuncture!"

He tried to get closer to Chu Xuan'er, holding several silver needles in his hand, intending to seal her acupoints.

However, Chu Xuan'er had already lost her mind at this moment. In her perception, everything that came near was an enemy.

"roll!"

With an unconscious roar, a violent sword aura swept out.

"puff!"

Before Lin Feng could even get close, he was struck hard in the chest by the sword energy, and his whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Damn it... this sword energy is too strong... my needles can't even get in..."

Lin Feng clutched his chest, watching Chu Xuan'er struggle in agony amidst the storm of sword energy with despair.

No matter how miraculous Guigu's medical skills are, they cannot cure this extremely violent backlash from the sword!

Moreover, he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and even his protective spiritual energy couldn't withstand the sword energy of the Golden Core stage!

"elder sister!"

In the stands, Chu Ling'er cried and tried to rush down, but a strong hand pressed down on her shoulder.

"Don't go, you can't withstand that sword energy."

Gu Fan's voice was calm and steady, carrying a reassuring power.

He stood up and straightened his slightly disheveled bathrobe.

"Be good and wait here. Peel the grapes, and I'll come back to eat them."

Gu Fan took a step forward.

Shrinking the earth to an inch!

The next instant, his figure appeared on the arena.

"Is that School Chairman Gu? What does he want?"

"Please don't go, my idol Gu Fan..."

Before the gasps of surprise had even subsided, they turned into a stunned silence.

Gu Fan strolled leisurely amidst the swirling sword energy.

Those terrifying sword energies, powerful enough to cut through gold and jade and send Lin Feng flying in one move, dissipated as if they had encountered a king's subjects when they touched the area within three feet of Gu Fan's body!

This is the power of a portion of the Primordial Divine Body!

Invincible!

Gu Fan walked up to Chu Xuan'er and looked at the girl whose face was full of pain.

Without the slightest hesitation, he reached out and pulled her tightly into his arms.

"I won the game, but I lost myself."

"Is this your swordsmanship?"

Gu Fan's voice was deep, carrying a hint of mockery, yet also exuding supreme divine awe.

Chu Xuan'er's violent struggles miraculously stopped in this embrace.

It's so hot...

So strong...

Is this the embrace of that scumbag?

That domineering aura, seemingly capable of suppressing everything, shattered her already crumbling defenses.

Lin Feng in the audience.

Seeing his junior sister, whom he couldn't even get close to, lying obediently in the arms of his mortal enemy, he completely broke down.

"Gu Fan! Let her go!!"

Lin Feng struggled to his feet, his eyes bloodshot, like a wounded wild beast.

"Where are you taking her?!"

Gu Fan held the nearly unconscious Chu Xuan'er in one arm, turned his head, and looked down at the disheveled Lin Feng.

"Where are you taking her?"

A slight smile appeared on Gu Fan's lips.

"Of course, I'll take her...to do things that only I can do, things that you, a piece of trash, can't do."