The Immortal Cultivation World of Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy-Chapter 262. A Test from Di Ao

On the ship’s deck, Qiao Sen stood up restlessly, staring intently at the brutal battle below.

The bloody fight below made Qiao Sen, a pampered imperial daughter, very uncomfortable. The blood covering the deck, the torn limbs and remains, and the cries of the wounded made her nauseous.

But she forced herself to keep watching, her gaze unwavering. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Yu Qing was equally unaccustomed to the bloody scene, especially as she had been spending time with the guards below, whose simple faces were still vivid in her memory, now suddenly turned to corpses.

She took down her hairpin, ready to help those guards.

Yu Qing’s actions naturally drew attention, and Xuan Ling suddenly spoke: "Senior Sister, you respond to such a minor scene? You’re really lowering your status as a True Inheritor of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

Yu Qing turned her head sharply, her face stern, "Xuan Ling, what did you say?"

Xuan Ling shrugged, "They’re guards, their mission is to protect Her Majesty Qiao Sen. You can help them once, but not forever. Will you assist in every battle in the future? Why not ask Her Majesty Qiao Sen what she thinks."

"This..."

Qiao Sen, anxious and sweating, rationally felt Xuan Ling had a point, but emotionally couldn’t accept it.

Xuan Ling then glanced at Fang Zhou, seemingly to see his reaction.

"Xuan Ling, that’s nonsense. Saving one life is a life saved; I don’t differentiate between high and low status."

Yu Qing rejected Xuan Ling’s notion entirely. Although often left bewildered by Fang Zhou’s persuasion, she was firm on matters of principle.

Fang Zhou mentally applauded Yu Qing; she’s indeed a close ally with a righteous perspective.

Xuan Ling was momentarily silent, while Yu Qing transformed the hairpin into a Spirit Sword, shooting it downward.

"Damn it!"

As she moved, the opposing ship suddenly launched a dark short lance aimed at Zhao Luo Fei, who was tied up with the double-axe woman.

The lance was timed perfectly, catching Zhao Luo Fei off guard while she fully engaged the double-axe woman, completely unaware of the attack from behind.

As the lance was about to hit Zhao Luo Fei, Yu Qing’s Spirit Sword descended from the sky, deflecting the lance away.

The timing was just right; had it been a fraction slower, it would have been too late.

Seeing the lance, both Xuan Ling and Gou Cheng’s expressions shifted slightly, immediately heightening their vigilance.

Two individuals appeared on the opposing deck: a middle-aged woman in a black robe and a scholarly woman holding a paper fan.

After being deflected by Yu Qing’s Spirit Sword, the lance fell swiftly into the black-robed woman’s hand.

Both parties noticed each other at the same time; Yu Qing’s group couldn’t recognize where the two came from. Their attire and demeanor didn’t resemble those from the righteous path, likely rogue cultivators, yet both were at Perfect Foundation Establishment.

The two, in turn, recognized Yu Qing’s group, and the black-robed woman laughed heartily: "Oh, caught a big fish—it’s the immature little brats from the Heavenly Sword Sect."

The scholar lightly shook her paper fan, smiling, "Do not be careless; among these three, two might be the renowned True Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Yu Qing and Xuan Ling."

She didn’t recognize Gou Cheng, and Fang Zhou, hiding his cultivation with the jade pendant, was completely ignored.

The two openly conversed, their voices carried far to the ship’s deck.

Yu Qing didn’t expect to be recognized despite never leaving her abode, she asked cautiously, "Dare I ask who are the esteemed individuals? Why attack us?"

The scholar folded her paper fan, smiling gently, "We are but nameless small fish making a living on this great river, hardly deserving the title of esteemed individuals."

Fang Zhou found it amusing; Perfect Foundation Establishment in the Cultivation World is considered advanced mixed soldiers. Could engage in anything but choose to engage in ship robbery; this answer seemed to treat people like fools.

However, to Fang Zhou’s speechlessness, not only Yu Qing who has never left her place, but even Xuan Ling, who had descended the mountain multiple times, seemed not to question this answer.

This led Fang Zhou to doubt his own beliefs—could it be robbery by cultivators of the Foundation Establishment Realm is common?

The black-robed woman loudly declared: "No need to waste words with them, they’re but mere brats, hurry and act."

With these words, Yu Qing’s group had their expressions slightly darkened; they were disciples from a prestigious sect and hadn’t looked down on others yet, and here they were being belittled by two rogue cultivators.

Xuan Ling sneered, leaping from the ship’s deck, her silk belt guiding her as she soared through the air toward the two rogue cultivators.

Yu Qing also leaped down from the deck, her Spirit Sword flying to catch her, she followed closely behind Xuan Ling.

The two rogue cultivators naturally didn’t have the luxurious flying treasures as the Heavenly Sword Sect disciples, the black-robed woman threw her short lance again, like a streak of black light aimed at Xuan Ling.

The scholar, however, opened her paper fan with a gentle shake, sending an ice-like smoke swirling towards Yu Qing.

The clashes began, not as intense as the battle below, yet far more perilous.

Gou Cheng didn’t follow the two senior sisters into action but remained on the deck, his task was to ensure Qiao Sen’s safety—an assignment from the start.

Fang Zhou watched battles happening above and below; the one below was bloody and fierce, both sides suffering heavy casualties, blood dyeing the deck red.

Zhao Luo Fei’s fight with the double-axe woman was nearing its end, she had gained an absolute advantage, severing one arm of the double-axe woman, no wonder the black robe attempted a sneak attack.

Once Zhao Luo Fei was free, taking out the remaining minor soldiers would be a swift affair.

The battle between Yu Qing, Xuan Ling, and the two rogue cultivators also rapidly escalated.

Yu Qing’s experience may lack in exploration, but her combat experience was rich; her Spirit Sword slashing streaks of emerald light, the scholar’s smoke-like magical treasure barely able to block, clearly gaining the lower hand.

The black-robed woman was also overwhelmed by Xuan Ling’s pressure; her lance tightly entangled by the silk belt, leaving her armor scattered as two additional silk belts battered the black-robed woman.

As Xuan Ling fought, she taunted: "Weren’t you rather capable? How come you’re now being chased like a rat by mere brats?"

The black-robed woman raged at Xuan Ling’s taunts, but fleeing was all she could do.

Though both sides had Perfect Foundation Establishment, the gap between rogue cultivators and True Disciples from a major sect was too great.

The black-robed woman and the scholar had abundant experience facing foes in battle yet couldn’t withstand Yu Qing and Xuan Ling’s relentless force.

Moreover, the two had flying treasures granting superior mobility and air dominance.

It seemed both battles were nearing victory, with Gou Cheng yet to make a move.

Fang Zhou felt puzzled, was this the probing force sent by Di Ao? It indeed seemed too weak; let alone forcing Fang Zhou to reveal his cards, not even Yu Qing and Xuan Ling’s actual prowess had been shown.

Even if it were merely probing, it need not be taken too seriously, yet sending a bunch of small fry—what could be discerned?

Testing fish-slaying skills?

At least, some formidable opponents should have been sent to force Qiao Sen’s entire strength to surface before considering it probing, right?