The goofy junior sister is the most eccentric person in the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 335 Infamous



Chapter 335 Infamous

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Star Palace all showed joy on their faces as they gazed at the tall and imposing figure before them.

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, Xiao Qiushui rushed over immediately, her speed as fast as lightning.

In the blink of an eye, I saw a group of people hurrying along ahead.

"Senior brother, may I speak to you in private?"

Xiao Qiushui rushed forward in a flash, grabbed the person who had just shouted, and lifted him up almost by the neck.

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Star Palace almost burst out laughing. Is this what they call "letting each other speak in private"?

The disciple was in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, but in Xiao Qiushui's hands, he didn't even have the strength to move. After his neck was grabbed, his face turned purple, filled with shame and anger.

"Who are you, daring to attack someone from our White Cloud Sect?"

It turns out that this group of people, including both men and women, were disciples of the Baiyun Sect.

The White Cloud Sect was, after all, one of the top thirty sects. When a disciple was suddenly grabbed and lifted into the air, the others were immediately enraged and surrounded Xiao Qiushui.

"I'm sorry, I really just wanted to ask for directions."

Seeing the angry looks on everyone's faces, Xiao Qiushui quickly put the man down. The man coughed repeatedly.

"Sorry, my hand slipped a little and I used too much force. Don't get upset, let me massage your back. Tell me slowly."

Xiao Qiushui quickly raised her hand and patted the man's back twice.

Unexpectedly, with two loud thuds, the man coughed up a mouthful of blood under his two palms, his face turning even paler.

It's obvious that Xiao Qiushui was too rough.

The members of the White Cloud Sect were enraged, and everyone drew their longswords, ready to fight to the death.

"Fellow disciples of the White Cloud Sect, you have overreacted! Our Senior Brother Xiao really just wanted to ask about the situation and had no ill intentions!"

At this moment, a quick-witted disciple from the Star Palace rushed over and tried to smooth things over.

As for the other disciples of the Star Palace, they were all secretly delighted to see the White Cloud Sect disciple spitting blood. Their own Senior Brother Xiao was too reckless, managing to make someone vomit blood just by asking for directions.

"Yes, yes, senior brother, I really just wanted to give you a back massage to help you catch your breath. I didn't expect you to be so frail. I'm so sorry!"

Xiao Qiushui belatedly realized what was happening and quickly apologized.

"You...you really weren't deliberately trying to cause trouble?"

All the disciples of the White Cloud Sect looked at Xiao Qiushui with hostility.

But just then, someone suddenly shouted, "Oh no! Everyone, run! That madman is about to get there. If he beats us to it, we won't get a turn!"

The speakers were from another group of people. Seeing what was happening, they quickly rushed forward.

Everyone knows what kind of person Xiao Qiushui is; once he arrives, there's no room for anyone else.

As the man shouted, Xiao Qiushui's face immediately darkened.

Upon seeing this, the people from the White Cloud Sect instantly became wary of Xiao Qiushui. It turned out that this person was the Star Palace disciple known as the "madman," the one who would snatch any treasure he saw.

"So it's a senior brother from the Star Palace. I heard that a 300,000-year-old Divine Soul Grass appeared on the mountain ahead!"

A disciple of the White Cloud Sect quickly replied.

Xiao Qiushui's reputation has become too great these past two days, and they really don't want to provoke her.

"Thank you so much, senior brother! May I ask how far that mountain is from here?"

Xiao Qiushui was overjoyed and quickly reached out to pat the man's shoulder to express her gratitude.

The man immediately shrank back and hurriedly hid, saying, "Not far, not far at all, just over ten miles ahead!"

"Haha, thank you so much, senior brother!"

Xiao Qiushui gave an awkward smile, shouted "Let's go!" to the Star Palace disciples behind her, her long hair flying, and led the charge forward.

Each step he took pounded the earth, like the thunder of a prehistoric beast.

"How could such a genius disciple exist in this little-known Star Palace?"

Baiyunzong and the others watched Xiao Qiushui walk away, their faces filled with horror.

They were initially eager to rush over and get a share of the pie, but now they've lost interest.

"The madman is here! It's terrible, that madman from the Star Palace is here!"

In the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, Xiao Qiushui led the people from the Star Palace to the foot of a large mountain.

News of his arrival spread quickly.

By this time, three or four hundred people had gathered on the mountain.

"How did that madman get the news too?"

"It's over, it's over! With him here, we won't get any of the Divine Soul Grass!"

"What bad luck! We finally have such a rare and precious treasure, and then that madman shows up too."

When the hundreds of people on the mountain heard the news of Xiao Qiushui's arrival, they were all dejected and furious.

A 300,000-year-old Divine Soul Grass is undoubtedly a top-tier natural treasure. It has the ability to repair the soul, making it a holy medicine for those whose souls are damaged, and an unparalleled treasure for those who cultivate soul techniques.

Let alone a 300,000-year-old Divine Soul Grass, even a 50,000-year-old one is priceless.

"This madman is a menace. No matter what treasure it is, if it falls into his eyes, he will snatch it away."

"It would be best if he came. That guardian spirit beast is a black bear with the combat power of a peak Golden Core cultivator. It would be best to swallow him whole!"

After the initial anger subsided, some people soon began to curse through gritted teeth.

The 300,000-year-old Divine Soul Grass is on this mountain, at its highest point.

However, next to the Divine Soul Grass lay a black bear as big as a small mountain. It was huge, at least ten feet tall, and weighed hundreds of thousands of kilograms, with thick skin and flesh.

Several people had already attacked it together, but no matter what they did—the runes they unleashed, the magical artifacts they used, or the arrows they fired from powerful bows and crossbows—they couldn't break through its body's defenses at all.

Moreover, in the three joint attacks, seven or eight people were killed by the black bear with a single slap.

Whether it's the mid-stage or peak of Foundation Establishment, no one can withstand a slap from the black bear.

This is why, even though hundreds of people had gathered and three members of the top ten sects were present, no one dared to snatch the Divine Soul Grass.

Everyone knew Xiao Qiushui's character, so naturally they didn't want him to come.

Once he arrives, there's no room for anyone else.

But soon, everyone began to hope that Xiao Qiushui and the black bear would both be severely injured, so that they could reap the benefits.

Where is the Soul-Soul Grass?

After rushing up, Xiao Qiushui shouted at the crowd.

"Senior Brother Xiao is here! That's wonderful! The Divine Soul Grass is right here on the mountaintop. See it? It's right there!"

However, there is a guardian spirit beast there, a giant black bear at the peak of the Golden Core stage! We've already lost seven or eight people, and we can't even get close!

"Senior Brother Xiao, you must kill that beast and avenge our fallen brothers!"

Suddenly, someone shouted with a mournful face.

"Yes, yes, Senior Brother Xiao must avenge our fallen brothers and kill that black bear!"

The others followed suit, bowing and agreeing with Xiao Qiushui. Now was the perfect time to trick Xiao Qiushui and Black Bear into a mutually destructive conflict.


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