Is it wrong to want to marry a weapon?

The female host, Tang Xiaocao, was stunned for a long time before announcing, "Let's congratulate Princess Zijing and March Peach Sword Tower on advancing to the finals. It's a pity... Thousand Prisons Fire City will be eliminated, stopping at the top four."

Get up from the virtual battle device.

The girl with long orange hair looked down, somewhat dazed.

She simply couldn't understand...why?

Why was Princess Zijing's magical weapon able to clash with her own imperial puzzle piece?

As the person involved, she knew very well that Princess Zijing had withstood twenty bursts of the Angry Divine Needle. In the end, even Liu Xianming herself was about to lose control of the Angry Divine Needle, but she was still blasted back by the demonic sword in Princess Zijing's hand.

Just then, the second seat holder of Thousand Prisons Fire City shook his head with regret: "Alright, Liu Xianming, let's go back... You've already tried your best."

"..."

"After this, can I stop trying?" Liu Xianming asked subconsciously.

"Then I'll probably have to ask my advisors for their opinions."

"After all, you didn't win the Holy Land Tournament."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xianming's already unhappy face became even more sorrowful... Then, she turned around and glanced at the stunningly beautiful girl with long white and purple hair.

It seemed that she had noticed Liu Xianming's gaze.

Lu Chan narrowed his pale purple eyes and gave her a faint smile.

It has to be said that Liu Xianming's strength is in a class of its own among the nine holy lands. It's just a pity that his natal spirit weapon, which has transformed into "Sleeping Beauty", is already qualified to become a miracle sequence according to the description.

Two imperial puzzle pieces are far from enough...

“She said I still have a long way to go…” Liu Xianming murmured to himself in a barely audible voice.

Just then, everyone in the Peach Sword Pavilion in March also stood up.

Lu Xianhuang immediately fixed his resentful gaze on Lu Chan, asking with slight displeasure, "Little Lu Chan, what exactly did you just do? Why did you use such a wide-range spiritual technique? I was having so much fun!"

"Mom, I was wrong..." Lu Chan, who was originally extremely arrogant, immediately put on a well-behaved expression when facing her own mother.

Lu Chan shook Lu Xianhuang's arm and said in a feignedly docile manner, "Mom, please forgive me."

"Yes, that's more like it."

Upon hearing this, the sixth seatman looked horrified and asked in disbelief, "What did you say? She's your mother? Lu Xianhuang, did I hear that right?"

what……

We've all forgotten about this whole thing.

Lu Chan was speechless.

Because the Sixth Seat's presence was usually so low, Lu Chan momentarily forgot there was an outsider present. So, she could only explain, "Um... well, how should I put it? Actually, we were just joking around, like role-playing, you know?"

Upon hearing this, the Sixth Seat seemed to connect it to something, and her expression became even more horrified.

I never imagined that Lu Chan and Lu Xianhuang had that kind of relationship...

Even role-playing has emerged...

Doesn't this make things even more wrong?

However, seeing that Xiao Hanye and Nan He both looked calm, she couldn't help but start to doubt herself.

Could this be some kind of trendy new way to play?

"Anyway, those who know, know. We should head back now; the remaining two teams will be entering soon."

Lu Xianhuang patted the sixth seat on the shoulder in time.

The sixth seatman could only suppress his astonishment for the time being.

After that, the people of the Peach Sword Pavilion left the main stage of the Orchid Courtyard, and next... the match between the Heavenly Yin Imperial Palace and the Dark Moon Royal Palace will determine who will become the final opponent of the Peach Sword Pavilion.

Back in the courtyard, the squinty-eyed instructor immediately showed a delighted expression and praised, "Lu Chan, well done!"

"After defeating Liu Xianming, there shouldn't be any more formidable enemies."

Before this, no one could have imagined that Lu Chan could actually defeat Liu Xianming head-on...

Thinking of this, the squinty-eyed instructor couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"it's a pity……"

“The Northern Sacred State is isolated by the Southern Heavenly Gate and the Dragon Palace Spiritual Forbidden Zone. If it were fifteen years ago… with Lu Chan’s strength, let alone the mere Northern Sacred State; even looking at the Four Phases State, which is just across the river from the Northern Sacred State, Lu Chan would probably be among the top geniuses!”

Perhaps it was because of the arrival of the Dragon Palace Spirit Forbidden Zone that the foundation of the Northern Sacred State was also greatly enhanced; when the Dragon Palace blockade was broken, she hoped that the Northern Sacred State would no longer be just a subordinate state of the Four Phases State.

The original members of the first team of the Peach Sword Pavilion in March also fell silent.

Among them, someone looked at the first seat of Peach Sword, Broken Sword Liu Jinglun, and asked in a low voice, "What do you think? Should we continue to stay at the upper level and train hard?"

"Do not……"

Liu Jinglun silently shook his head: "Since I can no longer hold onto the first place, after this Holy Land Grand Competition ends, I will attempt to break into the Super-Rank realm and try to become a Super-Rank Weapon Refiner."

"Princess Zijing is the true and undisputed number one of the Three Months Peach Sword Pavilion."

He was originally a top-tier, high-level weapon refiner...

They had honed their skills and the three magical artifacts to the extreme, and even believed that there was not much room for improvement left.

However, this grand competition in the holy land, where monsters frequently appeared, completely shattered their understanding.

"..."

Inside the Dark Moon Tower:

The woman, sitting on the throne and exuding a cold aura, crossed her legs and swirled a glass of red wine.

After an unknown period of silence, she said in a slightly icy tone, "I'm afraid we only have one chance. This is also the last chance to eliminate Princess Zijing."

"Silence them as soon as possible."

"Princess Zijing has already achieved such astonishing combat power before even reaching the Super Rank. If this continues, and she becomes a Super Rank weapon refiner... no one can predict how much her strength will increase. At that time, she might even be able to rival me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the deputy master of the Dark Moon Tower looked at his arm again, where a twisted pattern, as obscure as a landscape painting, was engraved.

"In the Northern Sacred Continent, I will be the first weapon refiner to reach the Emperor rank."

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Amid cheers from the audience, the female host, Tang Xiaocao, excitedly announced, "Next, let's welcome the players from both sides of the second round to the stage!"

"The Heavenly Yin Imperial Palace and the Dark Moon Royal Tower!"

As both teams entered the field.

The audience erupted in cheers once again.

The classically beautiful girl with long, rose-red hair, wearing a slightly alluring hip-length cheongsam and crimson leg rings, has become the dream girl of countless viewers in Northern Sacred State in the past few days.

Demon Wheel - Pei Yupao.

Compared to the allure of the Ghost Saint Qi Jiusi and the dreamlike beauty of the Bauhinia Princess, her appearance... is more like a morbid beauty that is both pure and seductive, making people want to take advantage of her.

"Miss Pei Yupao, you're so cute today!!"

"Princess Zijing has a very distant feel to her. Compared to Princess Zijing, I still prefer Pei Yupao's type!"

"Are you here to watch the game or to see the pretty girls?"

Shortly after Pei Yupao led the way, the group from Tianyin Imperial Palace... Ghost Saint Qi Jiusi also came out to meet them.

Upon seeing the two, the beautiful woman with black hair and golden eyes in the audience immediately showed an expression of utter boredom.

She was a staunch supporter of Princess Zijing and had absolutely no interest in these two.

"really……"

"It's best to cut ties with her as soon as possible," Qi Jiusi thought to herself after seeing her mother's expression.

[Countdown to the match: 300 seconds]

[Final map confirmed as the eerie staircase]

It's a unique terrain with curfews imposed on the Eight Underworld Kings, a strange and eerie staircase...

The squinty-eyed instructor asked, "This special map with gravity should be a disadvantage for sun wheel refiners, right? Facing different gravity and wind resistance, wouldn't the way they throw and hold the sun wheel also have to be changed?"

"decide as things go……"

Lu Chan said softly.

Whether it is affected by gravity depends on the characteristics of the sun wheel itself and the technical focus of the sun wheel refiner.

If the user is a Sun Wheel Refiner skilled in close combat, they will not be affected.

That's why Lu Chan used the Sun Wheel for close combat almost the entire time during his battle with Ling Cangcang, the Northern Saint Sword.

But as things stand now...

Pei Yupao's Sun Wheel Techniques are almost entirely long-range throwing skills; and even if she possesses powerful close-combat skills, it remains to be seen whether she can catch the Ghost Saint's entrance spirit technique and self-destruct spirit technique.

[The match begins]

The female host, Tang Xiaocao, glanced at the screen and immediately said, "This map looks huge! The members of Tianyin Royal Palace have been waiting; they haven't found any enemies, and Prince Guisheng hasn't been in a hurry to activate his spiritual skill. It seems the members of Dark Moon Royal Tower have delivered themselves to our doorstep!"

"The members of Dark Moon Tower are also maintaining their formation and climbing upwards, and they don't seem too afraid of unleashing their spiritual skills."

"They must have already figured out how to deal with this, right?"

Under the watchful eyes of the audience in Northern San Francisco…

The girl with long, bright pink hair walked calmly to the front of the stairs.

From God's-eye view, viewers can clearly see that the distance between the two sides is gradually closing.

"I saw someone..."

The people in the Dark Moon Tower were startled.

Nearly a kilometer away, the black-haired, golden-eyed girl stood with her sleeves held high, looking down at them. This range... was already within the attack range of her special spiritual technique!

The first seat of the Dark Moon Royal Tower spoke up, "Pei Yupao, you must think of a solution quickly!"

Her original trump card, the guardian artifact of the Eight Underworld Kings, the Crescent Moon Skull, had already broken its contract with her.

Even now, as the first seat of the Dark Moon King's Tower, she has no confidence whatsoever in blocking the Ghost Saint's attack.

"What's the rush..."

Pei Yupao sighed softly.

Then, she slowly raised her head and looked at the black-haired, golden-eyed girl.

Pei Yupao chuckled and said gently, "Qi Jiusi, it's been a long time... I didn't expect you to have become so strong."

"I still remember you were the weakest little follower in the Spirit Weapon Kindergarten back then~~~~ But now, you're so popular, you even have the right to overshadow me."

"The path of weapon crafting is truly fascinating~~~"

Pei Yupao is not the first weapon refiner to expose the Ghost Saint's shortcomings.

Five years ago, during the Northern Saint State League, Huang Qiduo mocked Qi Jiusi, who was just a follower in the Spirit Artifact Kindergarten back then.

Although Pei Yupao's tone was not aggressive.

But Gui Sheng chuckled softly, tilted her head, and said happily, "I miss those days too. By the way, I still have a few photos from back then... A few days ago, I couldn't resist showing Princess Zijing a picture of you as a child, and she was quite shocked."

Upon hearing this, Pei Yupao's exquisite face suddenly became blank.

A few seconds later, she asked stiffly and in a trembling voice, "Which one?"

Which one did you show her...?

"Um……"

Qi Jiusi pondered for a moment before speaking, "It's probably the one where you're riding on another kid's back, eating cake and drinking a beverage. I remember you were over 200 centimeters tall back then..."

"what!!!!!!!"

Before Qi Jiusi could finish speaking, Pei Yupao suddenly let out a deliberately pitiful scream, using the scream to cover up Qi Jiusi's voice.