C123 Southern Existence Fate

In the afternoon.

After Feng Yu finished her lesson, she was ready to go back to the Purple Bamboo Peak. She hadn’t chosen a job yet, so she would only go to the Literature Hall of the Nine Halls.

She walked slowly and stopped to look at the scenery on the side of the road. She looked like she was enjoying the scenery, but her thoughts were wandering somewhere else.

Not far behind her, a group of people was following her. They were looking at her with interest and whispering to each other.

“Who do you think is the new disciple of the Hall of Clouds?”

“I don’t know. Hah, I didn’t think that Miss Yun would be so powerful. She defeated the Eleventh Prince so easily. I think even if they become a couple, the Eleventh Prince might not be able to defeat her.”

“Cheh,” another disciple said in a low voice, “Miss Yun is indeed smart, but don’t forget that our Hao Yuan Empire is a martial empire. This Miss Yun is born a loser, so she can’t cultivate. Even if she has a hundred mouths, how can she resist the sword qi of the Eleventh Prince?”

“Hey, who said that?” another disciple said, “A scholar is useless. Even if Miss Yun is talented, she can’t do anything. If she really angers the Eleventh Prince, the Eleventh Prince can send her back to heaven with one move. It’s a pity that Uncle Yun is so talented. How come Miss Yun didn’t inherit Uncle Yun’s martial talent at all?”

Feng Yu, who was walking in front, moved her ears and heard their whispers. The corner of her mouth curled up into a smile. She felt a bit helpless. Although the outsiders didn’t know that she could cultivate, did she really look so weak?

Bei Minghao could send her to the sky with one move?

Just when she felt that it was funny, a sword suddenly slashed down on her face. The sword qi was sharp, and a faint light flashed. She subconsciously took a step back and raised her head. Unexpectedly, she saw Jiang Xinyu standing in front of her with a sword in her hand.

She first looked at her in disbelief, then she became angry. She gritted her teeth and said, “Ugly monster, you dare to tease me. Watch me kill you.”

After she finished speaking, she waved the sword in her hand and stabbed it toward Feng Yu.

The disciples behind her became excited. One of them asked, “Strange. Isn’t the third young lady unable to cultivate and have no spiritual energy? Then how did she dodge Junior Sister Jiang’s attack just now? Didn’t you see it?”

The other disciples shook their heads. No one saw how Feng Yu dodged it, so they were even more curious. One of the disciples was curious, but he couldn’t help but feel worried for Feng Yu.

“Brothers, the third young lady doesn’t have any spiritual energy. She is definitely not a match for Junior Sister Jiang. According to Junior Sister Jiang’s arrogant personality, she will definitely kill the third young lady in the class today. Should we go and help the third young lady?”

“Jiang Xinyu is the daughter of the Minister of War. We can’t afford to offend her…”

The other disciples were all concerned about Jiang Xinyu’s identity. None of them dared to rush out. The disciple who proposed this idea was naturally not brave enough to do so. Therefore, they all looked on.

The corner of Feng Yu’s mouth curled up into a cold smile. She raised her palm, and a black fragment less than two inches long appeared in her palm. When Jiang Xinyu’s sword was thrust at her, she gently greeted it with her palm. A strange force was released instantly. In the blink of an eye, countless cracks appeared on Jiang Xinyu’s spiritual sword.

Without any sign or sound, her spiritual sword was shattered. Jiang Xinyu’s eyes instantly widened as she looked at the spiritual sword in her hand in horror.

In the next breath, countless fragments fell to the ground. When they fell to the ground, they turned into a pile of powder. With a slight breeze, they completely disappeared, like smoke, without leaving any trace.

In Jiang Xinyu’s hands, there was only a sword hilt left. She looked at the sword hilt in her hand in disbelief and couldn’t recover from it for a long time.

“Oh my god, what happened? Where is Jiang Xinyu’s Broken Smoke Sword? Why is there only a sword hilt left?”

“This time, Jiang Xinyu is going to go crazy. The Broken Smoke Sword in her hand is a low-grade spiritual weapon. She used 100,000 mission points to exchange for it in the Mission Hall. She didn’t do so many missions herself. Many of them were bought from other disciples with gold and silver. It cost her hundreds of thousands of silver. I didn’t expect that it would be gone in such a short time. I feel so heartbroken just imagining it.”

Another disciple said with a gloating tone.

“Eh? Am I the only one who is curious about why Junior Sister Jiang Xin Yu’s Smoke Breaking Sword suddenly disappeared?”

One disciple was confused and the other disciple humphed and said, “Where did it disappear? Isn’t the sword hilt still in her hand? It’s just that the sword blade is gone. But I’m also curious about what happened to her.”

The surrounding disciples looked at this scene and started to whisper to each other.

Feng Yu took back the black fragment in her hand and looked at Jiang Xinyu with a sneer. She said, “Miss Jiang, your sword seems to be gone. Do you still want to block the way?”

At this moment, Jiang Xinyu finally reacted. She screamed and looked at Feng Yu with red eyes. “Slut, what did you do to my Smoke Breaking Sword? Why did it become like this?”

She waved the sword hilt in front of Feng Yu and looked like she was about to break down. Feng Yu sneered and said, “Miss Jiang, do you see me doing anything? What does it have to do with me that your sword became like this? Do I have the ability to destroy your spiritual sword?”

Jiang Xinyu was speechless. She was just a piece of trash. How could she have the ability to destroy her sword? But why did her sword become like this?

She stayed in the same place for a long time and couldn’t react for a long time.

Feng Yu looked at her with a sneer, then turned around and walked away slowly. It was probably because Jiang Xinyu hadn’t recovered from the pain of losing the Broken Smoke Sword, so she didn’t stop her.

After walking for a long time, she finally arrived at the entrance of the Purple Bamboo Peak. Suddenly, a clear and bright voice came from the top of her head.

“Ugly girl, ugly girl…”

Feng Yu frowned and raised her head. She saw a young man wearing a yard uniform sitting lazily on the tree. The young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, red lips, and white teeth. He was very handsome.

There was a crescent moon embroidered on the collar of his yard uniform. Feng Yu blinked her eyes. He was actually an intermediate disciple. In other words, this young man was also at the Common Mysterious Realm.

The disciples of the Hao Yuan Academy had to break through to the Spiritual Transformation Realm at the age of twelve. Only then would they be qualified to become an inner disciple. If they broke through to the Common Mysterious Realm at the age of fourteen, then they would be qualified to become an intermediate disciple. If they wanted to advance to the late stage, they would have to depend on the mission points.

Unexpectedly, this young man was also very talented.

“What are you looking at? I am calling you.”

Seeing Feng Yu raise her head and look at her, the young man murmured proudly. Feng Yu blinked her eyes and turned around to walk away. She didn’t seem to know this young man. Why did he call her?

Seeing her turn around and walk away without saying a word, the young man on the tree sighed in dissatisfaction. Then, he jumped down and stood in front of her. He said with a smile, “Hey, ugly girl, I am Nan Xuzhen. Let’s be friends.”

The phoenix feather was forced to stop and looked at him lazily. There was a hint of interest in her eyes. So this was Nan Zheng Fate, the Crown Prince of the Nan Zheng. It was said that he was the sworn enemy of the Darknorth Hao.