Chapter 1500: Chapter 1480: A One-Man Show

"Tsk!" Upon hearing this, the hammer in He Wenyu’s hand slowly fell onto his own chest, causing him to take two steps back and step into a puddle that had appeared out of nowhere. Yet, He Wenyu still looked reluctant: "So boring."

"The fourth match of the first round in this division, Nine Heavens Pavilion wins!" The referee announced loudly on stage since the opponent forfeited.

Luo Qianqian just sheathed her dagger, waved her little hand, and smiled slightly at the people in the sky: "You guys should climb down by yourselves, really, for those who have bad intentions, I truly don’t feel like helping."

Since there were no more matches for today, and as it was getting dark, Luo Qianqian directly took He Wenyu’s arm: "What do we eat tonight?"

He Wenyu was very cooperative: "I’m kind of craving barbecue, but after seeing too many greasy looks today, let’s have something plain, like hotpot?"

"No way, I bet grandma will definitely make some meat dishes." Luo Qianqian sighed as she spoke, completely ignoring the dumbfounded referee and the four people hanging desolately in the sky, one of whom was already poisoned.

Sitting in the front row of the VIP seats, Ding Yan looked at that fluttering red headband, while Yang Feng beside Old Master Luo also had a thoughtful expression and nodded gently.

This wasn’t a team cooperation at all; it was a solo crush!

Star Path’s Luo Shiqi, once again making a name for herself.

Boom — The audience, watching the leisurely departing group of five, suddenly erupted into a huge commotion, with voices of doubt, praise, admiration, and disbelief.

Wasn’t this division’s first entry, the first team unanimously agreed to qualify, just... defeated?

Even if it’s not the strongest team matchup, there’s absolutely no reason to be easily trounced by a young girl.

Old Master Luo stood up with a dark face, glared at Luo Xihan beside him, snorted coldly, and dragged Yue Tingyu to the exit to wait for his little granddaughter.

Luo Xihan looked innocent, wondering if his old man was going through a second menopause? Why would he get angry for no reason?

But Yang Feng leisurely followed them out the door, showing no signs of realizing he was an outsider.

Yan nodded with satisfaction and said to Luo Shufan and Yann Yao beside him: "Although it’s not recommended for her to reveal her trump card early, doing so perfectly leaves others wondering about their capabilities. Your brother’s trump card has also been revealed a bit, so next, they don’t need anyone else to step up. It’s their main stage."

Luo Shufan was exasperated: "The people are still hanging up there; is no one really concerned?"

Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at the four Ice Edges hanging four or five meters high in the field, probably draining most of Luo Qianqian’s spiritual power, but still commanding with enough authority to threaten: "They’ll disappear soon. Besides, rather than worry about those hanging in midair, it’s better to worry about that poisoned fellow over there." The four people who were hooked up by the back of their clothes and pulled into the sky found it quite a hassle, even in trying to take their clothes off, as the Ice Edges restricted them, leaving little room for arm movement.

As for the long-range archer with a grim look on his face, he’s already lost the will to survive.

The Poison Saint’s poison, that’s not something to joke about, he must think he won’t survive...

Luo Qianqian wasn’t lying; it was indeed Mo’s handiwork, but all for mischief, not life-threatening, only for a small punishment, a big warning—extremely uncomfortable but no real harm to the body.

As he would put it, it’s a hit to the spirit.

Nothing would be detected through wounds or pulse check because pure plant extracts were used, but the discomfort was keenly felt personally.

Making one deeply doubt a doctor’s authority and question everything around, dismantling someone from within.

Yann Yao raised an eyebrow: "The concoction on that sword was quite mixed; earlier, it even simmered in greenish water for three whole hours."

"Bang bang bang"

His words had just fallen when the ice pillars on the field melted into a white mist and gradually dissipated, and all four of them fell heavily onto the arena floor, startling those who were about to rescue them.

"Captain..."

Seeing the hideous wounds on the white-faced youth’s face, the Thunder Series trio exchanged glances, while the archer over there looked too terrible for them to bear, yet the captain acted as if nothing happened?

"Take them back for treatment! Wang Yan, I’m very disappointed in you, reflect well!" A sharp voice carried over, making the white-faced youth’s body quake with a start, and he slowly turned to face the robust woman in red martial attire, heavier than himself, wearing an expression of serious gravity.

The woman didn’t even spare a glance at Wang Yan, directly commanding the other Blessed Land Cave Heaven disciples on the scene.

Everyone seemed used to this, but Luo Shufan raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What’s going on here?"

"Don’t understand? In TV series, that’s called marrying in upside down—no, not yet, they haven’t married in yet, no son-in-law. Do well, and you turn official; do badly, and you’re booted." Yan casually lectured Luo Shufan: "Don’t underestimate that woman. She has no Spirit Root, supposedly drugged in her mother’s womb, but now her Body Refining Realm has reached a very high level, widely respected in the Blessed Land Cave Heaven."

"She should be respected originally, right?" Luo Shufan doubted Yan’s words; isn’t marrying in upside down a situation where the woman is strong and the man weak?

"Yes, she’s the current Sect Master’s only daughter in Blessed Land Cave Heaven." Yan nodded, then lightly patted Luo Shufan on the shoulder: "If you want to save decades of hard work, finding such a match isn’t bad, eh?"

"..." Luo Shufan wanted to hit someone, rolling his eyes: "I am already the Pavilion Master."

Though a position his sister gave him, he still executed his duties diligently.

Possibly also because, right now, there weren’t many people and tons were helping him.

From uncles, aunts, grandfathers, grandmothers, to brothers, sisters, even sisters-in-law’s families...

"Indeed." Yan laughed, often watching Luo Shufan’s sister-loving ways; he just thought of him as an ordinary brother, forgetting that this man truly was the Pavilion Master of Nine Heavens Pavilion.

"Hurry up, what are you doing here? It’ll get crowded once more people leave." He Wenyu poked his head out from the passage and saw the three still sitting around leisurely, shouting: "Also, Shiqi is injured."

"What?!" Luo Shufan jumped up, the two left following behind him.

When did Luo Qianqian get injured? Why weren’t they informed?

And at that moment, Luo Qianqian had an innocent look as she faced the wrathful old man.

"You tell me, what was that just now?!"