Chapter 125 The Evil Cultivator is Coming
After switching to the sixth-level track, Jiang Yu could not hold on for much longer.
As a person who had just made a breakthrough, she was naturally no match for those disciples who were already at the sixth level.
But it didn't matter, in this reorganized sect competition, whether it was the previously circulated content about her inner demons or the breakthrough in the arena, she had already stolen the limelight.
Her status as the daughter of the Immortal Lord, the princess of the demon world, and the goddaughter of the Demon King, coupled with her own talent and a series of events after coming down from the mountain, are enough to make her famous among the immortal sects.
The purpose of Heavenly Dao was more or less achieved.
Jiang Yu randomly found a tree to lean on, and looked at Yuan Heng and Wei Xu as the ring leaders on the stage, and fell asleep leaning against the tree in a daze.
The scene in front of her shrank and changed, and Jiang Yu felt dizzy. In the twisted world, she was in a trance and returned to that night three hundred years later.
Nanhai Creek was decorated with lights and colorful, and it was very lively. But she was standing on the high platform, and the distorted picture in front of her turned out to be little master Mingji.
He seemed a little surprised to meet her on this inconspicuous tall building. He took two steps towards her, but stopped after staring at her for a moment.
Jiang Yu stared at his dizzy head and wanted to reach out to touch him, but saw him smile, tilt his head, his gentle eyes fell on the lively crowd, and said softly: "Miss Jiang, we are all waiting for you. "
He seemed to be crying. Jiang Yu saw the glimmer of water in the corner of his eyes and looked downstairs following his realization.
The dizziness was still there, but she could clearly see countless people holding things and placing them in front of her stone statue. A mother knelt down to teach the child at her hand.
"The world belongs to everyone." Her fingertips glowed with spiritual power, "And Fairy Sui'an is everywhere, she will definitely come back."
“Abbot!!!”
Jiang Yu woke up suddenly.
The moment she opened her eyes, the dizziness in her head completely disappeared. She watched the little monk rush up to Master Nan Xiu who was already walking down in a panic. She shook her head slightly to wake herself up.
She seemed to have slept against the tree for a long time. It was clear that she only had a few words in her dream, and the competition outside was already over. Yuan Heng was leading people to her.
Jiang Yu looked at the people walking around in a daze.
How could she have such a dream?
Was she subconsciously afraid of death or didn't want to die? That’s why I had a dream that I would come back three hundred years later?
Jiang Yu didn’t think too much, but her thoughts were suddenly interrupted again by the little monk just now.
The little monk's voice was not quiet, and his usually gentle and calm voice was full of fear: "Abbott, there are evil cultivators who have gone to the village outside the city -"
He paused before continuing: "He, they, massacred the village."
"absurd!"
A grumpy elder shouted, "We are still in the city, how dare they kill people outside?!"
"This is a provocation!"
The disciple below who also heard the voice said angrily, grabbed the sword in his hand, and prepared to attack.
Master Nanxiu recited "Amitabha", and without caring about the many disciples present who had just finished the competition, he hurriedly led Renhe and the young monk out of the city.
"It's so arrogant. I wonder if Jingmo is among them." An elder said, "We have to go take a look and let these young disciples go back first."
If Jing Mo were here, with his cultivation, squeezing these disciples to death would be as easy as squeezing a group of ants to death. It would be possible for old guys like them to escape, but it was hard to say for these disciples.
(End of chapter)