The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Chapter 630: Disciple of That Person

Of course, Bai Suzhen couldn’t refuse Su Jingzhen’s request. 

She also understood that this was a good opportunity for him to hone his martial spirit. 

Even though Su Jingzhen had experienced countless battles, he still had too few for a Divine Intent Realm cultivator. 

Despite his seemingly effortless victories, his combat awareness was still lacking compared to his peers.

Su Jingzhen’s dominance was mainly due to his overwhelming strength and superior skills compared to his opponents. 

Otherwise, his weaknesses would have been exposed against slightly stronger opponents. 

Mu Yihong was indeed the perfect test for him.

After transmitting his request to Bai Suzhen, Su Jingzhen wasted no time. 

He channeled energy into his legs and activated the Netherworld Ghost Technique once again. 

Several afterimages appeared on the stage as he dashed towards Mu Yihong.

“Wow, Su Jingzhen’s speed seems to be even faster than Mu Yihong’s. This movement skill is quite impressive.”

“However, I feel like I’ve seen this skill somewhere before. 

I wonder if he can really get close to Mu Yihong as he is already drawing his bow again. 

His flaming arrows are getting stronger with each shot.”

“Interesting, today’s events are becoming more and more intriguing. 

If Su Jingzhen can break through Mu Yihong’s blockade, he might really be able to wipe out all the challengers Mu Yijin has gathered. 

After all, Mu Yihong may not be at the peak of the Divine Will Realm, but he is not far from it.”

“…”

As the crowd discussed, most of the Yan and Ji clans frowned. They recognized Su Jingzhen’s Netherworld Ghost Technique.

“If I’m not mistaken, this movement skill is that person’s Netherworld Ghost Technique. 

Perhaps we don’t need to investigate further. This skill alone explains a lot.”

“As a disciple of that person, if he were an ordinary cultivator, this would indeed be abnormal.”

“A core disciple of the Heavenly Dragon Race, and a disciple of that person… Su Jingzhen… our Ji Clan might consider making contact.”

Many in the Ji Clan had complex expressions, but some looked at Su Jingzhen with appreciation. 

On the other hand, the Yan clan, who had initially been hopeful due to Yan Xia’s words, frowned. 

Many of them now looked at Su Jingzhen with hostility.

“His identity has been confirmed. But are you still sure, Miss Xia, that our Yan clan should help him suppress the Mu family?”

The white-haired elder next to Yan Xia asked with a hint of anger.

Yan Xia raised an eyebrow, “What is the point of holding on to past grudges? I am not from your era and did not experience your humiliation. 

The past is over; it’s none of my business. 

Just follow my orders.”

Even though the elder was highly respected and powerful in the Yan clan, he was helpless after hearing Yan Xia’s words. 

He wanted to argue, but he didn’t know how. 

He could only nod reluctantly. 

Yan Xia, with her fully awakened Water Spirit Saint body, had a higher status than him.

Seeing the Yan clan’s helpless expressions, Yan Xia’s brow furrowed again, “You may not agree with my decision, but regardless of your feelings or the depth of your hatred, you should know this: Without Su Jingzhen, my Water Spirit Saint Body wouldn’t have awakened. 

I might have been a rotting corpse by now.”

Her tone became quite serious as she spoke. 

Her words made the Yan clan’s faces change. 

They didn’t doubt her sincerity.

The white-haired elder immediately said, “If this is true, then from now on, Su Jingzhen is separated from that person. 

Our attitude toward that person remains the same, but Su Jingzhen is our benefactor! 

The plan to suppress the Mu family remains unchanged!”

Just one sentence from Yan Xia completely changed the Yan Clan’s attitude. 

They knew how remote the place was where Yan Xia awakened her Water Spirit Saint Body. 

Before her awakening, she was just an ordinary person. 

They couldn’t imagine how she survived without any help. 

After she was brought back to the Yan Clan, they investigated her past, but they paid no attention to Su Jingzhen. 

For a giant like the Yan Clan, a talent from a remote area might never reach the Luo River region.

“Boom boom…”

As the crowd in the central square discussed, the stage echoed with another series of explosions. 

Mu Yihong had fired two more arrows, accurately targeting Su Jingzhen. 

Su Jingzhen’s Netherworld Ghost Technique was forced to stop for the first time since he reached the Nether Step level.

“Wow, since I’ve reached the Nether Step level with the Netherworld Ghost Technique, this is the first time I’ve been so accurately targeted by a fellow practitioner. 

Choosing this guy as my whetstone was indeed the right choice.”

Su Jingzhen blocked another arrow from Mu Yihong, and his body flew dozens of meters, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. 

However, his fighting spirit surged and his eyes were filled with excitement. 

The blood energy in his Nine Human Secret Repositories flowed back into his legs. 

The Netherworld Ghost Technique activated repeatedly, leaving countless afterimages on the stage. 

The Divine Intent Realm cultivators couldn’t see his true form.

Mu Yihong’s expression was serious. 

At first, he thought that using the Sun Arrows would quickly end the battle. 

Unexpectedly, after withstanding several arrows, Su Jingzhen was still alive and showed no signs of serious injury. 

The pressure on him was immense. 

If he fell to Su Jingzhen, his cultivation career might end, not because of survival, but because of a serious heart demon that would prevent any further progress.

Under this pressure, he pulled the bowstring again and formed another flaming arrow.

“Swoosh!”

The flame arrow shot towards one of Su Jingzhen’s figures.

“Even with your unpredictable movement skill, you can’t hide from my Arrow of the Sun!”

Mu Yihong confidently watched Su Jingzhen’s figure.

“Slash!”

In the next moment, Su Jingzhen’s figure was torn apart by the flaming arrow and dissolved into energy.

Wrong guess!

“Hehe, I have to admit, you’re stronger than I imagined. But it ends here. Since you guessed wrong, you should step down.”

Seeing Su Jingzhen’s afterimage disappear, Mu Yihong’s expression changed drastically, and a cold sweat broke out. 

At their level, a single mistake could be disastrous. 

When Su Jingzhen’s voice echoed beside him, his heart was filled with despair.

In the next instant, Su Jingzhen’s true form suddenly appeared to his left, and a powerful gust of wind instantly attacked him.