"This Jiang Qingyi is amazing."

"I heard that when Elder Xiao first brought Jiang Qingyi to the Dragon Spring Sword Sect, she couldn't even enter the Qi Refinement realm for several months."

"Exactly, I heard at that time Jiang Qingyi was like a waste, who knew she would suddenly have a great enlightenment and progress so quickly."

"Elder Xiao's eye for talent is indeed good."

In the spectator stands, people around Xiao Mo were discussing Jiang Qingyi.

Watching Qingyi receiving healing treatment, Xiao Mo also felt somewhat dazed.

Xiao Mo could never have imagined that Qingyi could actually make it to the finals.

This feeling was like something.

Qingyi was like the protagonist of a novel. Whenever she was about to be defeated, she could always comprehend something at the critical moment, or her cultivation realm would break through temporarily.

For instance, during the semi-finals, when Jiang Qingyi refused to surrender despite being in mortal danger, she actually broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refinement!

Xiao Mo began to suspect whether the "experiencing life" in the Book of a Hundred Lives meant that each life was a protagonist's struggle story, and he was merely playing a supporting role to assist them.

If that was truly the case, Xiao Mo felt it wasn't a problem. At least Qingyi had protagonist's luck, so she wouldn't encounter accidents so easily.

"Finals! Lingqian Peak's Jiang Qingyi versus Yunhai Hall's Xiao Yan!"

With a steward's loud shout.

Jiang Qingyi stood up and walked toward the largest array in the center of the plain.

The moment she entered the array, Jiang Qingyi turned her head to look in Xiao Mo's direction and smiled brilliantly.

Xiao Mo frowned and mouthed the words "don't be stubborn" to her.

Before the finals, masters could surrender on behalf of their disciples but in the finals, only the disciples themselves could surrender.

However, among those who could reach the finals, which one wasn't a proud and arrogant genius?

Unless they were beaten until they couldn't get up, they would never surrender.

In fact, in previous New Blood Martial Competition finals, there had even been deaths.

Jiang Qingyi acted as if she hadn't heard her master's instruction and stepped into the array.

The match began. Xiao Yan truly lived up to being hailed as a championship favorite and the most promising genius of the new generation.

Having absorbed three types of strange fires, he was at half-step Foundation Establishment, with extremely impressive cultivation quality.

Each strange fire on Xiao Yan's body carried different characteristics, and when combined with his sword strikes, the power was even greater.

Jiang Qingyi had no room to fight back at all and could only keep dodging, looking for opportunities.

"Can you only run?"

Xiao Yan sneered and raised his long sword high.

A sword wave carrying the characteristics of Bone Spirit Cold Fire struck down.

Jiang Qingyi couldn't dodge in time and forcibly blocked it with the Xuanshuang sword.

The girl was sent flying twenty meters away.

Her long sword stuck in the ground as Jiang Qingyi coughed several times, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

Xiao Yan wouldn't give Jiang Qingyi a chance to catch her breath.

In an instant, Xiao Yan's long sword struck again, pointing directly at Jiang Qingyi's forehead.

Jiang Qingyi deflected it with one sword and used the second style of the Grass Character Sword Formula, Dragon Snake Brush Walk.

The girl's sword techniques were like wild cursive calligraphy, each move unpredictable yet giving a sense of fluid naturalness.

Her sword qi left ink-like residual shadow trails in the air.

Although Jiang Qingyi lacked strength, her movement technique was agile.

Using movement techniques combined with sword moves, the attack angles of each strike were extremely tricky.

Even when Jiang Qingyi attacked, residual shadows remained in the air, carrying weak deceptive properties and able to persist briefly, compressing the opponent's activity space.

In less than ten rounds, Xiao Yan's body was cut with wounds.

Some people thought Jiang Qingyi had turned from defense to offense and even gained the advantage but in reality, the elders and stewards including Xiao Mo all knew that Jiang Qingyi's attacks on Xiao Yan were limited, and Xiao Yan was brewing something big, wanting to kill with one strike!

"Interesting, but unfortunately, it's not enough. The first place in the New Blood Martial Competition is mine."

After Xiao Yan created distance, he felt it was about time.

He stepped forward, and sword lotuses bloomed on the ground one after another.

The scorching flames blew against Jiang Qingyi's long hair.

"As fellow sect disciples, I'll give you one last chance. Surrender! Otherwise, if this move lands, you will die!" Fire waves erupted around Xiao Yan's body.

Clearly just a Qi Refinement realm cultivator, but at this moment Xiao Yan seemed like a deity.

Jiang Qingyi took a deep breath, stood up, and pulled out her long sword, "Come on!"

"You have courage!"

Xiao Yan shouted loudly, and sword lotuses bloomed beneath his feet one after another.

Each lotus flower showed cracks.

The next moment, the sword lotuses exploded.

"Qingyi! Surrender!" Xiao Mo shouted loudly.

Although this was just experiencing life, and Xiao Mo knew everything in the Book of a Hundred Lives was fake, having spent so much time together, how could he not have feelings for Qingyi?

This was like watching a drama. When seeing Ran Bing from Spirit Cage turn into Wangwang Crushed Ice, one would still feel sad.

Xiao Yan's sword qi, spiritual power, and strange fires mixed together.

Each lotus flower that shattered sent a shockwave toward Jiang Qingyi.

After nine sword lotuses shattered, Jiang Qingyi bled from all seven orifices. She knelt on one knee, unable to stand up, but she just wouldn't surrender.

The last sword lotus was about to shatter, and this was also the most powerful one.

Looking at that sword lotus, Jiang Qingyi remembered several bandits bursting into her home. Her parents stuffed her into a cabinet, and through the cabinet's gaps, she could only watch helplessly as her parents died before her eyes.

She remembered being taken away by the bandits to a magnificent mansion, where they spoke of taking her bones.

She remembered waking up thrown onto a hillside full of corpses.

She remembered begging on the streets, living one day at a time.

Finally, the girl remembered when she stole a few steamed buns and was about to be beaten by the shop owner's stick, her master stood in front of her.

Because she met her master, she could live.

Because she met her master, she could cultivate.

I cannot disappoint Master!

Master is everything to me.

The girl took a deep breath and stood up. The Xuanshuang long sword in her hand burst forth with waves of sword intent.

Nine waves in total.

"This is... the fourth style of the Grass Character Sword Formula, Nine Leaf Sword?"

"Boom!"

The moment the last sword lotus exploded, the girl thrust out her sword.

A tremendous sound emanated from the array, and dust filled the air dozens of meters high.

Xiao Mo immediately flew down from the spectator stands and rushed toward the array.

Xiao Mo waved his hand, dispersing the dust, and saw Qingyi standing in place.

On the other side of the array, Xiao Yan had collapsed and completely lost consciousness.

"Qingyi!" Xiao Mo called out.

Hearing the voice, Jiang Qingyi turned around, smiled slightly at her master, then fell forward.

Xiao Mo quickly stepped forward and caught Jiang Qingyi.

"Master..."

In Xiao Mo's arms, Jiang Qingyi said weakly.

"Master, this disciple has earned back the money you bet..."