93: Chapter 93 Not even thinking about it

The atmosphere on the Sacred Heart Mansion plaza was somewhat heavy at this moment.

Shi Ritian and Shi Batian had already been in a standoff for the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

During this time, their auras had violently clashed several times, but due to the regulations of the Sacred Heart Mansion, neither dared to actually make a move.

Southern Region Cultivators were mostly of the Yao Race, with irritable temperaments; led by Shi Batian, many of them faintly exuded Evil Qi.

It looked as if a regional war could break out at any moment.

Seeing this, the Eastern Wasteland Cultivators were a bit nervous.

After all, the law doesn't punish the masses; if a large-scale battle truly started, it would be impossible for the Sacred Heart Mansion to disqualify everyone.

Cultivators from the other three regions watched the scene with quite a bit of interest.

From time to time, voices fanning the flames could be heard.

"Shi Batian, don't be a coward, get him!"

"Shi Ritian, I think your name sounds like it counters him, go for it!"

"Amitabha... Dear benefactors, if you don't fight soon, it will be dark..."

Lin Bei and his group were also watching this scene.

However, Luo Qingcheng, who was closest to Lin Bei, soon felt something was wrong.

She keenly noticed that Lin Bei was a bit distracted.

Moreover, the aura all over his body seemed a bit... stirring?

"Brother-in-law?" She gently shook Lin Bei's arm.

Lin Bei immediately snapped back to his senses, licking his lips with a lingering sense of longing.

"Oh, it's nothing!" As he spoke, a blood-red fruit appeared in his hand.

"Eh? What fruit is this? It looks so ugly!" Luo Qingcheng immediately complained.

Lin Bei: "..."

He walked up to Ma Hu and handed him the fruit. "Here, refine this fruit!"

The Fire Bird standing on Niu Ren's head immediately pounced over, its eyes filled with uncertainty. "This fruit... could it be?!"

Seeing this, Ma Hu didn't care what kind of fruit it was and immediately wolfed it down.

Then he chuckled, "Brother Bird, this was given to me by Boss Lin..."

"Tch! Would this Emperor even snatch it from you?" Kunkun curled his lip in disdain, but his gaze occasionally swept over Lin Bei.

"No, no..." Ma Hu had just replied when his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately sat down cross-legged.

Niu Ren was startled. "Brother Lin, is he alright?"

"Don't worry, Brother Niu. Just wait a moment!"

Just then, the sound of a sonic boom rang out.

In the Southern Region camp, that Early Stage Dao Integration Prodigy flashed before Shi Batian and sent him flying with a palm strike.

"Don't lose face for the Southern Region here!"

Then, he looked toward the Eastern Wasteland group.

"My name is Xue Wuya! Although that trash from the Heavenly Lion Clan is useless, he was right about one thing: Eastern Wasteland Cultivators are all chickens and dogs!"

"I'm standing right here. Who among you wants to fight? Rest assured, I won't be like that trash who is all talk and no action!"

"After all, to be honest, whether I enter this Sacred Heart Mansion or not makes little difference to me!"

These words were extremely arrogant, but those from the Southern Region who knew his identity didn't think anything was wrong.

Even Shi Batian, being called "trash" repeatedly, didn't dare show any resentment.

Jiang Yunyi, Zhao Chu, and the others immediately frowned. The opponent had spoken so decisively that if they didn't accept the challenge, they would lose all face.

They didn't particularly care about joining the Sacred Heart Mansion.

The problem was, they really couldn't win!

As fellow prodigies, who could be that much weaker than another?

Within the same major Realm, a difference of one minor Realm still offered a chance of victory.

But now the opponent had already reached Dao Integration...

"Brother Niu, which one is this?" Lin Bei asked curiously.

Niu Ren looked grave. "Xue Wuya comes from the Blood Yao Clan and possesses the legendary Myriad Yao Blood Physique. He is extremely powerful!"

"Since reaching Dao Integration, he has already killed two Early Dragon Transformation Stage experts and even fought a Mid-stage Dragon Transformation Cultivator for a hundred rounds without being defeated!"

"Master..." At this time, Fairy Zixia suddenly approached. As soon as she spoke, Niu Ren, who was still talking, sensibly shut his mouth and walked a bit further away.

Lin Bei gave a sharp shiver.

Fairy Zixia was usually very reluctant to call him that, and she even sounded a bit coquettish. Was she... asking for something?

"Little Maid! Let's talk nicely!"

"Master, I want to..."

"No, not even if you want to! It's not appropriate in public!" Lin Bei refused with a serious expression.

Fairy Zixia was so angry she almost jumped. She pointed at Xue Wuya. "I want to go teach him a lesson!"

Fairy Zixia was different from Lin Bei; she had grown up in the Purple Mansion Holy Land. When it concerned the honor of the entire Eastern Wasteland, she didn't want to stay out of it.

"So that's how it is..." Lin Bei's expression immediately became somewhat sorrowful. "The first time my little maid proactively calls me is because of another man..."

Fairy Zixia panicked. "No, Master, that's not what I meant!"

"Hehe! Just kidding!" Lin Bei's face instantly changed. "Then go ahead, beat the crap out of him! Actually, I also find his red hair very annoying!"

This series of maneuvers left Chen Ping, Niu Ren, and the others dumbstruck, thinking to themselves, "Learned something new! Learned something new!"

Xue Wuya waited for a moment, and seeing no one step forward, he sneered, "Eastern Wasteland? Heh..."

Suddenly, a flash of purple light appeared, and an enchanting figure stood not far away.

"You think there's no one in my Eastern Wasteland?" Fairy Zixia's voice was cold, completely unlike her coquettish manner in front of Lin Bei just now.

"Who are you?" Xue Wuya's aura faltered as if facing a great enemy.

"Eastern Wasteland's Zifu Saintess, Zixia!"

In the distance, Jiang Yunyi and the others exchanged glances without speaking, their gazes scanning the entire plaza.

Soon, they all stumbled and almost fell, though the Shi Family Brothers appeared relatively calm.

They couldn't recognize the current Lin Bei, but the appearance of Kunkun on his shoulder hadn't changed.

Also, with Luo Qingcheng beside Lin Bei, they could recognize her just by her figure.

Gulp... Wang Xiao swallowed his saliva. "Brother Jiang, how about we leave? It's fine if we don't enter this Sacred Heart Mansion!"

Zhao Chu nodded in agreement from the side.

"This..." Jiang Yunyi hesitated a bit. "I don't think Fellow Daoist Lin is that bad. Look, isn't he letting Fairy Zixia come to help us out?"

"But the trial for the Sacred Heart Mansion involves entering the Painting of Splendid Rivers and Mountains. What's the difference between that and entering a Secret Realm?" Wang Xiao was almost in tears.

"Wait! How can Fairy Zixia be so strong?!" Zhao Chu looked at the sky and exclaimed.

At this moment, Fairy Zixia and Xue Wuya had already exchanged blows.

However, the highly anticipated battle did not last long.

In just ten moves, Xue Wuya was beaten to the point of vomiting blood and being seriously injured! Even more than half of his blood-red hair was sliced off!

"What? How is this possible?!" The ones who found it hardest to believe were the many Cultivators from the Southern Region.

"It makes no sense, no sense at all!" The golden-haired burly man from the Northern Border also had his eyes trembling.

"Amitabha..." The bald man from the Western Desert was no longer calm, chanting Buddhist names.

"Fellow Daoist Lin is truly an extraordinary man!" Jiang Yunyi murmured to himself. "Fairy Zixia's cultivation and combat power were clearly similar to ours before... but after being taken away by him for only a few months, she actually..."

After defeating Xue Wuya, Fairy Zixia didn't say any harsh words and silently returned to Lin Bei's side.

At the same time, she drew everyone's gaze toward them.