Xu Mu gave her a reassuring look. "Go on, just do your best."
Xu Ningbing took a deep breath, trying hard to keep herself calm. Finally, she walked briskly toward the arena.
Seeing the masked Xu Ningbing appear in the arena, the surrounding crowd immediately began to murmur in discussion.
Over the past few days, the conflict between this group of masked individuals and the Strength Faction Court had already spread far and wide.
The name of their sect had also become well-known to many: Righteous to the Point of Evil.
The upcoming battle not only drew cheers from the audience below but also piqued the interest of the big shots watching from the white clouds above.
"Righteous to the Point of Evil. What an interesting name. I'd like to see just who these people really are."
Jiang Zhenqi, the Sect Master of Kunlun Mountain, picked up his teacup and looked down with a smile.
"What's there to see? This Xu Ningbing is bound to lose. She's only at the early stage of the Divine Power realm, while Lin Bin is already at the mid-stage. Moreover, he's an outstanding talent of the Spirit Hall. There's no comparison," Ning Kai of the Strength Faction Court said expressionlessly.
He had been furious ever since he arrived at Kunlun Mountain—two battles, two defeats.
Especially since one of the defeated was the fourth senior brother of the Strength Faction Court's younger generation.
That was one of their figureheads, yet he was knocked down with a single punch. It was Ning Kai who lost face.
Wang Chi, the Sect Master of the Spirit Hall, knew Ning Kai's intentions very well. To put it bluntly, he was deliberately praising Lin Bin just to belittle the Righteous to the Point of Evil Sect.
However, as the Sect Master of the Spirit Hall, he naturally had to play along. "Hehe, Lin Bin is indeed a good kid, but I remember last time, he lost to a disciple of the Strength Faction Court."
Hearing this, Ning Kai felt a little better.
Down in the arena.
Lin Bin stood with his hands behind his back, staring unblinkingly at Xu Ningbing.
Someone like him, a named disciple from one of the Five Great Sects, was treated like a superstar among hidden families or ordinary sects.
He had seen many beautiful women, but the woman before him gave him a feeling he had never experienced with anyone else.
That terrifying lightning, coupled with her slender, athletic figure, made it obvious she trained year-round.
He revealed a faint smile. "Beauty, just surrender. I'm a man who cherishes the fairer sex. I don't like striking beautiful women."
"Cut the crap. I won't surrender!"
Xu Ningbing took a long, deep breath and pulled out a dagger, her eyes locked onto her opponent.
She possessed the skills to duel with experts. For instance, her regular sparring partners—Meng Wanyue, Dai Xingluo, and Tong Guoguo—were all stronger than her.
"Then I won't hold back. I'll destroy your mask first to see what you really look like."
Lin Bin grinned and immediately unleashed his power. Swaths of fiery light erupted across his body.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
These fireballs all hurtled toward Xu Ningbing.
Xu Ningbing immediately dodged, circling around Lin Bin. Now that she had entered combat, she actually calmed down.
Swish!
Suddenly, she leaped into the air, lunging at Lin Bin.
Seeing this, Lin Bin couldn't help but laugh out loud. He raised his palm toward Xu Ningbing in the air. "Flame Net!"
Whoosh!
A spinning net of fire flew out from his palm. At first, it was only slightly larger than his hand.
But as it left his hand, the flame net grew larger and larger until it reached five meters in diameter, completely enveloping Xu Ningbing.
Above the white clouds.
Ning Kai couldn't help but shake his head. "A lower-realm cultivator trying to attack mid-air is nothing but a sitting duck. This sect really isn't much."
But just as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened.
He saw Xu Ningbing, who was about to be netted, suddenly step on the air itself, leaping several meters higher to dodge the Flame Net.
Lin Bin looked up at the figure in the air. Before he could react, he suddenly suffered a heavy blow to his back.
When he turned his head, he found that a dagger had been thrust into his waist from behind.
Xu Ningbing's breathing grew rapid. She had been learning combat since she was very young.
Whether it was training or actual combat, she had experienced countless bouts.
Previously, when accompanying Xu Mu to the Cui family, she had also taken action to teach people a lesson.
But this time was completely different. It was her first time plunging a dagger into someone's body.
Seeing the bright red blood flowing down, it would be a lie to say Xu Ningbing wasn't nervous.
To her, this was already tantamount to killing someone.
Lin Bin couldn't believe it. He immediately dodged away. As he evaded, his eyes darted back to the sky.
He found that the Xu Ningbing high up in the air still hadn't disappeared. With the distance between them so vast, it clearly wasn't an afterimage, but a cultivation technique.
"You bastard! You sneak attacked me!"
Lin Bin reached out to cover his waist, then looked at his palm, finding it slick with blood.
His eyes practically splitting with rage, he continuously hurled fireballs at Xu Ningbing.
Xu Ningbing dodged around him, her figure closing in once again.
Lin Bin whipped around and thrust out a palm. "Flame Net!"
Swish!
The flame net passed right through Xu Ningbing's body again, while her true self flashed behind him once more.
Slash!
The dagger thrust out again.
This time, Xu Ningbing showed no mercy. As she pulled out the dagger, she followed up with a high kick that landed squarely on Lin Bin's neck.
Bang!
With a loud thud, Lin Bin collapsed to the ground on the spot.
A few large words appeared high above.
Xu Ningbing wins.
The next moment, Lin Bin was teleported out of the arena.
Xu Ningbing put away her dagger and let out a long sigh of relief, then took the initiative to walk off the stage.
She felt that she had adapted to this, and in the next match, she would be able to perform even better.
The spectating crowd was absolutely shocked to see this scene.
As expected of experts in the Divine Power realm, the first match completely ignited the atmosphere.
An early-stage Divine Power cultivator had easily defeated a mid-stage one.
On the surface, Xu Ningbing might have seemed like the one struggling, because Lin Bin had been attacking constantly while she kept circling him, continuously dodging and not daring to meet him head-on.
But once the battle ended, they realized that from start to finish, Lin Bin hadn't touched Xu Ningbing even once.
Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience stands.
Amidst their cheers, Xu Ningbing walked toward her seat.
Above the white clouds.
The expressions of the numerous experts varied.
If one had to say whose expression was the ugliest, it was undoubtedly Wang Chi's.
A dignified sect disciple had been defeated flawlessly by someone of a lower realm. The key point was that the opponent wasn't even from the Five Great Sects.
In his eyes, this was even more humiliating than what had happened to the Strength Faction Court.
Both of the Strength Faction Court's disciples had been defeated, but one had voluntarily let his opponent take the first punch.
And the other had fought someone of equal strength.
At least they had excuses for their defeats.
In his heart, Ning Kai was already blooming with laughter. Now, the Strength Faction Court wasn't the only one losing face.
But he still had to keep up appearances. "This woman was merely relying on her cultivation technique. That technique just now was at least Earth-grade."
"Indeed. First, she used the Earth-grade technique Cloud Step, and then she used a clone-type technique. Its grade shouldn't be low either," Dong Chengdao, the Sect Master of the Artifact Sect, said as he picked up his teacup.
"If I'm not mistaken, that should be the Cloud Sleeve Frost of the Yaoguang Palace." Pan Chenggong, the Sect Master of the Shennong Cauldron Sect, said softly, "Could they be from the Yaoguang Palace?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"

grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)