Chapter 125 The Evil Cultivator is Coming After switching to the sixth-level track, Jiang Yu couldn't hold on for long. As someone who had just achieved a breakthrough, she naturally could not compare to those disciples who had already reached the sixth level. But it didn't matter. This re-run of the sect competition, whether it was the content about her inner demon illusion that had been circulated before, or the breakthrough on the stage this time, had already made her the center of attention. Her identities as the daughter of the Immortal Lord, the princess of the Demon Realm, and the goddaughter of the Demon King, coupled with her own talent and a series of events after she came down the mountain, are enough to make her famous among the immortals. The purpose of the Way of Heaven has been achieved to some extent. Jiang Yu found a tree to lean against, looking at Yuan Heng and Wei Xu, the champions on the stage, and fell asleep while leaning against the tree in a daze. The scene in front of her eyes shrank and changed. Jiang Yu felt dizzy. In the distorted world, she seemed to be back to that night three hundred years later. Nanhai Creek was decorated with lights and was extremely lively, and she was standing on a high platform. The distorted image in front of her turned out to be Master Mingji. He seemed a little surprised to meet her in this inconspicuous high-rise building. He took two steps towards her, but stopped after staring at her for a moment. Jiang Yu stared at the dizzy head and wanted to reach out to touch him, but he smiled, tilted his head, and cast a gentle gaze on the lively crowd, and said softly: "Miss Jiang, we are all waiting for you."
He seemed to be crying. Jiang Yu saw the tears in the corners of his eyes and looked downstairs along his direction. The dizziness was still there, but she could clearly see countless people holding things and placing them in front of her stone statue, and a mother squatted down to teach the child beside her. "The world belongs to everyone in the world." Her fingertips radiated with radiant spiritual power, "and Fairy Sui'an is everywhere. She will definitely come back." “Abbot!!!” Jiang Yu woke up suddenly. The moment she opened her eyes, the dizziness in her head completely disappeared. She looked at the little monk running towards Master Nan Xiu who was already walking downstairs in a panic, and shook her head slightly to wake herself up. She seemed to have slept for quite some time leaning against the tree. It was only a few words in her dream, but the game outside was already over. Yuan Heng was leading his men towards her. Jiang Yu was a little dazed as he looked at the people walking around. How could she have such a dream? Did she subconsciously start to fear death or didn't want to die? So she had a dream that she would come back three hundred years later? Jiang Yu didn't think too much, as her thoughts were suddenly interrupted again by the little monk. The little monk spoke loudly, his usually gentle and calm voice now filled with fear: "Abbot, an evil cultivator has gone to the village outside the city—" He paused before continuing, "He, they, massacred the village." "absurd!" An ill-tempered elder shouted, "We are still in the city, and they dare to kill people outside?!" "This is a provocation!" The disciple below who also heard the voice spoke angrily, grasped the sword in his hand tightly, and was ready to attack. Master Nanxiu chanted "Amitabha" and without caring about the many disciples who had just finished the competition, he hurriedly took his people and the little monk to rush out of the city. "They are so arrogant, I wonder if Jing Mo is among them." An elder said, "We have to go and take a look, let these young disciples go back first." If Jing Mo were here, with his level of cultivation, killing these disciples would be as easy as killing a group of ants. These old guys might still have a chance to escape, but it would be hard to say for these disciples.
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