A great adventure in the world of immortal cultivation

Xiao Huohuo: Yes, is there? (Pinching nose)

……

KP: Round three.

Joan of Arc: Swordsmanship, 8/70, success.

Fire spiritual root bonus, 43/60, success.

KP: After activating the Cloud Step, Joan of Arc's spiritual power dropped below half. At this moment, she directly used her family swordsmanship, wielding the Red Sun Sword and stabbing towards Qin Feng.

Qin Feng: Wind Spirit Sword Technique confrontation, 65/80, success.

Wind Spirit Root bonus, 15/50, success.

剑术伤害:（【1d3:3】＋【2d6:3，6】）*1.3=15。

风灵剑法伤害:（【1d5:2】＋5）*1.3*1.3=11。

Qin Feng's HP: 30-4=26.

Joan of Arc: There is something, but not much.

Xiao Huohuo: These numbers...are you playing house?

Joan of Arc: (half annoyed)

KP: In a close-range fight, Joan of Arc used her agility to slash Qin Feng's side with a sword, leaving an inch-long wound. Seeing his luxurious clothes being torn, Qin Feng's face suddenly became ugly.

Qin Feng: Okay, I wanted to give in to you, but you bitch don’t know how to appreciate it... You forced me to do this!

Lei Mi: Oh no, Joan of Arc, be careful!

Joan of Arc:?

KP: Amidst Lei Mi's exclamation, Qin Feng's aura suddenly shifted. The longsword in his hand seemed to sense the unusual influx of spiritual energy, trembling uneasily. Then, Qin Feng suddenly thrust his sword at Jeanne. The speed, force, and angle were more than doubled compared to the original, clearly a powerful killing move!

Qin Feng: Sword of Exorcism, 42/80, success.

Gold spiritual root bonus, 31/60, success.

Xiao Huohuo: Wait, this sword technique of yours???

Han Buli: I really want to practice this skill, but it would be a huge sacrifice indeed. He deserves to be an inner sect disciple!

Romeo: Do ​​you need your mother's help, Jeanne?

Joan of Arc: Watch me!

Joan of Arc: Cloud Step Counterattack, 3/70, great success.

Fire spiritual root bonus, 42/60, success.

Xiao Huohuo:6.

Han Buli:6.

Romeo: 6.

KP: 6. Amidst Lei Mi's exclamations, Qin Feng's sneer, and the gasps of shock from those around her, Jeanne stood there, frozen in place, as if frightened, before being pierced through by Qin Feng's sword.

Lei Mi: Joan of Arc!

KP: But the next second, the sinister smile on Qin Feng's face turned into horror. Joan of Arc, who was stabbed by him, suddenly turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared. At the same time, a scorching flame suddenly lit up from the side and rear of Qin Feng, and with an irresistible force, it hit him heavily!

KP: A successful counterattack doubles the damage.

剑术伤害:（【1d3:3】＋【2d6:5，4】）*1.3*2=31。

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My schedule has been a bit disrupted these days, and I will resume updating at 8:30 am starting tomorrow.

Chapter 126 Yes, We Have a Child (Day45)

Xiao Huohuo: My counterattack was a great success.

Han Buli: Joan of Arc's decline is obvious, her defeat is inevitable, and she gives a victory speech.

Joan of Arc: Thank you everyone. Actually, I can reach this step only through sweat and hard work.jpg.

Xiao Huohuo: Niu Mo's sweat and hard work are all just bad luck. (laughs)

Joan of Arc: (half annoyed)

KP: Then, just when everyone thought that Joan of Arc was defeated by Qin Feng's sword, something strange happened in the field. Joan of Arc, who was supposed to be defeated, disappeared like smoke. At the same time, another petite and exquisite figure suddenly appeared behind Qin Feng, with the Red Sun Sword in his hand ignited, and he slashed down with an unstoppable and fierce momentum!

Romeo: So KP, is Qin Feng dead?

Xiao Huohuo: He must be dead. All the damage has overflowed, or is it considered a serious injury when his HP drops to 0?

Han Buli:Falling down due to exhaustion.jpg.

KP: If HP reaches 0, it's considered exhaustion and collapse. If you can't get treatment in time, you're doomed. However, it wasn't a complete collapse here—just as Jeanne swung her sword at Qin Feng, in the nick of time, a golden aura shield suddenly emerged from her body, slightly blocking the Red Sun Sword's momentum, but only for a moment. The next second, the golden shield shattered, and the Red Sun Sword continued its downward swing, leaving a massive two-foot-long wound on Qin Feng's back. Amidst Qin Feng's screams like a butchered pig, the aroma of burning filled the air.

Qin Feng's HP: 26-(31-10)=5.

Qin Feng: Hum ahh ...

Xiao Huohuo: It stinks. (annoyed)

Qin Feng: Physical fitness, 61/65, success.

KP: Qin Feng was caught off guard by Jeanne's full-strength slash. Although he didn't faint immediately, he had already lost his composure. He didn't dare to stand up and fight again. He lay on the ground wailing, looking quite miserable. It was only then that the onlookers finally reacted.

Passerby A: Aieeee——! Why, why are you there!

Passerby B: It must be the dissipation of energy, and it is an extremely high level of dissipation of energy!

Passerby C: What terrifying body movements and swordsmanship! That sword strike just now must have had the power of a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator. If it weren't for that golden shield blocking it, that guy would have been cut in two!

Passerby Ding: ...He looks harmless, but he is so cruel. This boy's future achievements are limitless!

Han Buli: As expected of brother and sister, their painting styles are similar. (Pinching nose)

Joan of Arc: They are siblings. (Correction)

Xiao Huohuo: They are not siblings. (half annoyed)

Qin Feng: Zhen, Zhen Arc! You bitch, are you trying to kill me?!

KP: Finally coming back to his senses from the pain, Qin Feng prostrated himself on the ground, staring straight at Joan of Arc in front of him, his eyes filled with fear and anger.

Joan of Arc: (I am going to point the Red Sun Sword at his nose) Humph, you are not dead yet, and you still have the energy to bark like a dog. You might as well stand up and take another blow from my sword.

Xiao Huohuo: Okay, okay, you want to learn from Elder Lin, right? (half annoyed)

Jeanne: This is how we sword cultivators behave! (Aknuckles on hips)

KP: (Dark Dice)

KP: So, looking at the sharp sword blade dangling in front of his nose, Qin Feng couldn't help but sweat profusely. The pain on his back kept reminding him that the young female swordsman in front of him was not a reasonable person. He didn't dare to continue to be arrogant. He leaned forward and admitted defeat, his throat making an involuntary hoarse sound due to fear.

Qin Feng: Gu... Woo...

Joan of Arc: The will of good food is on par with that of no one.

Han Buli:?

KP: Looking at Qin Feng, who was cowering like a rat in front of her, and confirming that he had no intention of resisting anymore, Joan of Arc sheathed her sword, then raised her eyebrows and looked around. Everyone who met her gaze looked away with a guilty conscience. For a moment, no one dared to look down on her because of her "outstanding" figure.

Xiao Huohuo: The stinky sister has one, and she’s so handsome.

KP: Seeing that the battle was over, Lei Mi ended his spectator mode and walked forward.

Lei Mi: I didn’t expect Junior Sister Zhen’s swordsmanship to be so sharp... Thank you so much Junior Sister Zhen for your help this time!

Jeanne: Thank you for your compliment. This is what sword cultivators of my generation should do. By the way, KP, can I take Qin Feng's sword?

KP: Are you sure you want to pull it out? (Pinching nose)

Joan of Arc: The loser leaves behind his weapons, this is the rule of us swordsmen!

Xiao Huohuo: Where do you sword cultivators get so many rules? (half annoyed)

Joan of Arc: I decided!

KP: Wait, then Joan of Arc, you stepped forward and snatched the luxuriously decorated magic sword from Qin Feng's hand without any hesitation. Qin Feng was naturally very reluctant, but under the threat of your Red Sun Sword, he could only shed tears of humiliation in the end.

Qin Feng: You, you remember this! Woo woo woo...

Xiao Huohuo: Why are you dropping little pearls? (laughs)

Romeo: Lovely, Vanilla.

KP: Joan of Arc obtains the low-grade magical weapon [Wind Spirit Sword]

[Wind Spirit Sword] Wind, melee magic, swordsmanship skill success rate +20%, damage deepened [2d5], skill MP consumption -20%.

Joan of Arc: Great, I got the wind-attribute flying sword!

KP: (Humph) Seeing that Joan of Arc actually snatched Qin Feng’s magic weapon directly, Lei Mi on the side couldn’t help but shook his head.

Lei Mi: Junior Sister Jeanne... Qin Feng has always been stingy. This time you made him look bad in public and even took away his flying sword. I'm afraid it will be hard to settle this peacefully.

Zhen Arc: I told Lei Mi that this is your fault. To deal with a weakling like this who only knows how to bully others, you should hit him hard and let him know that you are not to be trifled with! If you just give in blindly, you will only encourage his arrogance and eventually fall into a vicious cycle that will be difficult to escape!

Xiao Huohuo: That’s right. To deal with this kind of campus 80s, the battle is over.

KP: So, after listening to Jeanne’s passionate speech, Lei Mi scratched his head and sighed.

Lei Mi: That’s true... Well, I hope it doesn’t cause any more trouble!

KP: Well, Joan of Arc, be lucky.

Joan of Arc: Oh? Are there any more equipment that can be dropped? (Happy)

Joan of Arc: Lucky, 89/60, failed.

Joan of Arc: ???

Xiao Huohuo: Yes, you are going to get your equipment. (Suppressing laughter)

Han Buli: KP: You stole my equipment and you still want to run away? Humph, watch out, Lightning Tornado Strike!

KP: (Begins to torture the troublemakers) Haha, just when Joan of Arc defeated Qin Feng and was about to leave, a cold shout suddenly came from outside the crowd of onlookers.

Serious voice: Why are you all blocking the road? What happened here?

KP: As the voices rang out, the next second, a young monk in black pushed through the crowd and came to the center of the field. Seeing Joan of Arc holding a sword and Qin Feng lying on the ground, his expression suddenly became even colder.

A man with a stern face: I am the security captain of this rally. I heard that there was a private fight here. What is going on?

Xiao Huohuo: Oh no, it’s the real discipline committee member, everyone, please back off!

Joan of Arc: Damn, I just grabbed a flying sword, you bastard, why are you so mad at me! (Pointing and gesturing)

KP: Seeing the security captain suddenly intervene, Qin Feng, who was originally lying on the ground half-dead, instantly jumped up, threw himself on his thighs and began to cry.

Qin Feng: Brother, please make the decision for me!

KP: He dodged Qin Feng's pounce and a look of disgust flashed across the security captain's face, but out of professional ethics, he still spoke patiently.

Security Captain: Tell me what happened!

Qin Feng: Yes! Brother, please know that I am a registered inner disciple of Elder Li Zhengchun of the Chengtian Sect. I saw a low-grade magic weapon at the gathering and was about to buy it when these two people suddenly rushed out and unreasonably tried to snatch the magic weapon from me. After they couldn't argue with me, they attacked me and even snatched the magic weapon, the flying sword, from my hand!

Joan of Arc: Damn, the bad guy is the first to complain, right?

Xiao Huohuo: (pinching nose) But don’t say it, it’s really hard for you to explain the current situation, little sister.

KP: So, after listening to Qin Feng's tearful description, the security captain frowned slightly. Although based on his experience, he couldn't say that Qin Feng was completely without problems, but Joan of Arc, who was holding two flying swords at this time, was indeed more suspicious.

Security Captain: So, it was you (Joan of Arc) who injured someone?

Joan of Arc: I didn't mean to hurt anyone, I was acting in self-defense!

Lei Mi: Uh, Senior Brother, actually, the thing is...

KP: After being bitten by Qin Feng first, Lei Mi hurriedly opened his mouth to try to explain in a hurry, but the more he explained, the less confident his voice became - after all, even if the initial conflict could be evaded, there was no good reason to explain why Joan of Arc almost killed Qin Feng with a sword and forcibly took away his magic weapon except for greed.

Security Captain: ...Okay, I've almost understood what happened. Disputes between monks at gatherings are perfectly normal, but injuring someone and stealing their magical weapons is still egregious! All of you, come back with me for investigation! And you, hand over the two magical flying swords to me for safekeeping. If the investigation clears them, I'll return them to you!

Joan of Arc: Damn, my Wind Spirit Sword! It's not even warm yet!

Xiao Huohuo: It's your fault that you have such a naughty hand and haven't had any luck yet. If you don't have Lao Han's skills, don't do Lao Han's work.