Chapter 620 Like falling into an ice cave
"Master Xuanyuan, you can't just watch this female devil kill people and do nothing!"
More and more voices gathered around Master Xuanyuan, but Master Xuanyuan just looked up in the direction of the Saint Girl.
If anyone dared to look directly at Master Xuanyuan's face, they would be able to see... the shock in his weathered eyes.
"Master Xuanyuan! You have to do something! Master Xuanyuan!!!"
The Saint Lady and Ran Ran high in the sky both noticed this.
Ranran avoided the saint's gaze guiltily. She didn't want to hear the saint say those words about her being the same kind as her.
Who would be willing to carry the weight of so many lives for no reason?
"What's wrong with Master Xuanyuan?" Ran Ran tried to avoid the subject.
The saint seemed to see her evasion and chuckled, skipping the previous topic.
A sense of identity is often a hard thing to come by, and she certainly knows that.
"Nothing, he just found that he was powerless to compete with me, and..."
"He's not willing to admit it yet."
The saint's chuckle gave Ran Ran goosebumps for some reason. "How are you sure, Your Highness?"
"I just guessed that this prestigious leader of the righteous path should rarely show this expression. He is staring at me with his eyes wide open." The saint said as she blinked slowly, following the expression of Master Xuanyuan.
"Why can't you admit this?" The Saint suddenly raised her voice and shouted, "Could it be that Master Xuanyuan feels ashamed of being inferior to a woman like me?"
"People who practice cultivation shouldn't care about these empty things, right?"
The saint's ridicule was not concealed at all, and those who were wailing and crying in the martial arts field stopped one after another.
"What is this female devil talking about... Master Xuanyuan is not as good as her? Is she crazy..."
There were many people who made similar exclamations. The Saint laughed and said, "This is the truth. You are the ones who are talking nonsense, but you want to slander me by calling me a lunatic."
Ran Ran stood beside the saint and looked at the scene on the martial arts field, and couldn't help but feel it was absurd.
The traces of tears on many people's faces were still very clear, but they could instantly forget what they were doing because of a few words from the saint.
Hatred, disgust, and sadness seemed to have all been dissolved in the saint's few words.
The saint's tone was light, but Ranran could sense the malice in her words.
"I am really puzzled that you still don't believe it in this situation."
"Does your view of Xuan Yuan Zhenren mean someone who would allow evildoers to do evil and remain indifferent?"
"Is that what you think of him?"
As soon as the saint said this, more eyes were focused on Master Xuanyuan.
There were waves of restlessness and uneasiness in the crowd.
"This female devil is still lying. In terms of cultivation and character, Xuanyuan Zhenren is undoubtedly the best in the world. How could he lose to her... Wushan Saint... is from the Demon Realm!"
"How could the Host Alliance lose to such a crooked sect like the Demon Realm?"
The voices in the crowd grew louder and louder, like a pool of water gradually boiling, with uneasy emotions brewing in it.
Because no matter how they deceive themselves, Xuanyuan Zhenren's reaction can only prove that what the Saint said... is true.
"Real person!"
The calls became more and more urgent, and Master Xuanyuan finally showed some reaction.
With a slight tremor, he took out a broken jade from his sleeve and whispered words like "impossible".
Ran Ran's eyes flashed, and a familiar feeling came over him.
At the moment when Master Xuanyuan injected spiritual power into Yujue, a strong suction force suddenly came from Ranran's chest, sucking her towards Master Xuanyuan!
Suddenly, something strange happened. The saint's eyes turned cold, and she actually used her spiritual energy to cut off this huge force.
With a muffled groan, the saint's mouth dripped with dazzling red. She reached out to wipe it off, looking at the red on her fingers with a dimmed look in her eyes, "How amazing."
But Ranran was eventually pulled back onto the flying sword by her, and Zhenren Xuanyuan, who was forced to interrupt his spiritual power, also suffered backlash.
It was many times more serious than that of the Saint. He vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his beard, which had been so fairy-like before, seemed to have lost all its luster and became extremely dull.
The immortal Xuanyuan Zhenren seemed to have turned into an ordinary old man in an instant.
Ranran was not affected at all. She held the thing in her arms with lingering fear, extremely shocked.
"What the hell is this?!"
"A broken piece of jade could seriously injure Xuan Yuan Zhenren?! Why is the pretty boy next to the female devil fine?!"
There was a lot of discussion on the martial arts field.
Ran Ran had the same doubts in her heart. She looked at the pale Saint in shock, "Your Highness..."
The Saint rubbed her forehead helplessly, "Don't tell me you are wondering about such a simple question."
Ran Ran pursed her lips and said nothing. The Saint sighed as if admitting defeat, "Are you stupid?"
"Of course it's because I helped you block the damage. With your current level of cultivation, even if you were just a little bit exposed to the power that could seriously injure Xuanyuan Zhenren..."
The Saint stared at Ran Ran with her eyes wide open, "You will be shattered to pieces."
"I see... Thank you, Your Highness..." While Ranran was feeling scared, she actually had the leisure to think that the saint who seriously emphasized the current situation to her was very cute.
Like the little kid who tells his friend that pineapple-flavored lollipops don't taste good.
Amidst a burst of exclamations, Master Xuanyuan propped himself up and stood up again. It was not that no one was willing to help him, but that no one dared to.
When gods fight, mortals should not get involved.
Who knows what consequences will come from extending a helping hand without permission.
He was so seriously injured that he was as fragile as a candle in the wind, and even the hand holding the jade pendant couldn't stop shaking.
The Saint blinked her eyes. "I was thinking of having a good fight with him to make my name famous, but I didn't expect him to be so weak. Before I even started..."
Ran Ran laughed dryly. A young girl beat up a white-haired old man, right? If this matter really spread, no matter whether the Saint Girl won or lost in the end, Ran Ran guaranteed that the Saint Girl's reputation would become very loud.
The Saint suddenly turned her head and looked at Ran Ran, "So you don't know what's in your arms?"
Ranran's brain froze and she shook her head mechanically. She was still thinking about how to make up a suitable excuse to explain, but the saint had already easily uncovered it.
The Saint nodded helplessly, "Then it seems that I can only ask Master Xuanyuan for clarification."
Ran Ran only felt a buzzing in her head. She asked uncertainly, "Your Highness, don't you find it strange?"
"What's so strange?" The saint said as she pulled her hand and dived down. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had landed in front of Master Xuanyuan, and the people around them retreated like a frightened tide.
Only she, the saint girl and the weak Xuanyuan Zhenren were left in the huge open space.
Ran Ran stared at the Saint, "I have the thing on me, but I don't know where it came from. Your Highness, don't you find it strange?"
The Saint Lady seemed to be indifferent, "There are many strange things about you, don't you think this is the only one?"
She extended her fingertips affectionately and touched Ran Ran's nose, "Besides, it's normal that you don't know this thing."
"If I'm not mistaken, this thing belongs to Shen Yanwen." The saint said with a smile.
"You are not Shen Yanwen."
Ranran felt as if he was falling into an icy cave!
How did the Saint know?! She had always behaved like someone who didn't cultivate immortality, so it was understandable that the Saint thought she was strange, but how did the Saint know that she was not Shen Yanwen?!
The saint admired Ran Ran's shocked expression with satisfaction, and spoke leisurely after a while.
"Didn't you realize that I haven't called you Shen Yanwen for a long time?"
