Chapter 122 | Transmigrated as the Male Lead's Background Clan Sister

Time flew, and six days quickly passed. In the blink of an eye, the day of the duel arrived.

The number of martial artists who had come to Tianyuan Peak to watch the duel between Fairy Bai Ling and Xiao Jinheng was already countless.

There were as many as several thousand Xiantian Realm martial artists alone, and the number of Houtian Realm martial artists was even more beyond calculation.

The spectator seats at the summit of Tianyuan Peak had long been packed to capacity. A massive crowd of latecomers could only linger halfway up the mountain and at its foot. Such a grand occasion was a rare sight in the Qingyun Kingdom once in a hundred years.

At noon, a group of people suddenly swept across the horizon, led by a young man in purple robes.

He carried a long spear slung across his back, his face handsome and his aura sharp.

The moment this person appeared, waves of cheers instantly erupted across the mountain summit.

Yang Qinyao introduced softly from the side, “This is one of the protagonists of today's duel, Xiao Jinheng. He is forty years old and recently broke through to the peak Xiantian Realm, making him the Second True Disciple of the Burning Heaven Martial Academy.”

Ye Ling also opened her eyes and looked over, using her sharp perception to see through Xiao Jinheng's details.

Aside from his peak Xiantian Realm cultivation, his entire body was shrouded in a domineering and chilling Spear Force of heaven and earth.

However, this grand force was not yet at great perfection; it still lingered at the stage of half-step Spear Force.

Xiao Jinheng landed on the central sparring stage. After cupping his hands in greeting to the spectators in all directions, he sat cross-legged on the spot, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing as he awaited Fairy Bai Ling's arrival.

Once the first protagonist was in place, the crowd's excitement grew even higher, and they anticipated Fairy Bai Ling's arrival even more.

The time spent waiting always passed quickly, and half an hour flew by in an instant.

From the other side of the horizon, several light and graceful figures drifted over, rapidly approaching as they treaded on the wind and rode the clouds.

The moment the leading white-clothed figure revealed herself, it was as if all the light in the surrounding sky had gathered entirely upon her.

The woman wore a spotless, pure white fairy dress. Hanging from her waist was a flowing, lustrous silver-patterned long whip, and her figure was tall, slender, and graceful.

Her skin was as translucent and white as frost, her eyebrows as elegant as distant mountains, and her eyes as clear as moonlight steeped in a cold pool. The slight upturn at the corners of her eyes carried an innate, transcendent grace.

Her nose was delicate and straight, her lip color elegant, and her facial features possessed a peerless, exquisite charm. An otherworldly, ethereal aura seemed entirely natural to her.

The several fellow disciples accompanying her were also outstanding beauties, yet standing beside her, they were all completely eclipsed.

When her figure was fully revealed, the entire summit erupted in a mountain-shaking, tsunami-like cheer. Countless martial artists stood up and shouted Fairy Bai Ling's name.

Yang Qinyao introduced at the appropriate time, “This is the First True Disciple of Jingshui Yaotai, Fairy Bai Ling. She has already cultivated to the peak Xiantian Realm at only thirty-two years of age, and both her appearance and strength are top-tier.”

She paused, glanced at Ye Ling, and lowered her voice. “Actually, in my opinion, she might not truly be the most beautiful person. It is not that there are no women in the Qingyun Kingdom whose looks surpass hers, but she also carries the halo of the Five Geniuses of Qingyun, which makes her beauty and strength appear all the more dazzling.”

Ye Ling's gaze also fell on the white-clothed fairy figure, but what she noticed first was the other woman's robust and solid peak Xiantian Realm cultivation.

Immediately after, she noticed that Bai Ling's entire body was enveloped in a perfect, harmonious grand force.

Unlike Xiao Jinheng's half-step Spear Force, this was a completely condensed and complete Whip Force of heaven and earth. It was highly restrained yet carried a profound pressure.

She praised softly in a low voice, “As expected of Fairy Bai Ling.”

Yang Qinyao mistakenly thought she was sighing over her appearance and quickly said, “True Disciple Ye, actually, in my eyes, you are just as beautiful, and your temperament is even more unique.”

She still remembered the first time she had seen Ye Ling at the Qinglan Sword Sect's True Disciple Investiture Ceremony.

The young girl wearing the blue-gold ceremonial robe had been so breathtakingly stunning.

But Ye Ling did not respond, her mind completely focused on the sparring stage.

Amidst the clamor, Fairy Bai Ling gently raised her jade hand and spoke in a calm tone, “Everyone, please be quiet.”

With just those four simple words, the earth-shaking noise from moments ago instantly fell into absolute silence.

Then, the tips of Bai Ling's toes lightly tapped the drifting clouds, and her figure floated gracefully onto the stone stage.

From the moment she appeared, the quietly sitting Xiao Jinheng suddenly stood up. He held his long spear with a reverse grip, standing as straight as a pine.

Once Bai Ling landed, Xiao Jinheng raised his eyes to look at her, a faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. “Bai Ling, we haven't met for several years, and your elegance is still unmatched. However, I wonder if your strength is still worthy of your looks?”

Bai Ling was always cold and aloof, disliking smiles and laughter. She glanced back indifferently, her voice sounding like cracking ice. “We will know once we try. I just don't know if your strength is as tough as your mouth. Several years ago, when we were both at Xiantian Realm Great Perfection, you couldn't even last thirty moves against me. Now that your cultivation has progressed, you actually have the courage to challenge me.”

Xiao Jinheng's expression froze, and the smile on his face instantly vanished.

That defeat from years ago had always been an obsession in his heart. At that time, he believed he had lost because his spear intent was shallow and he had not yet condensed his Spear Force.

Now, after years of bitter cultivation, his realm had stepped into the peak Xiantian Realm, and his Spear Force had also been condensed to the half-step level. He believed he was no longer the same as before.

He suppressed his embarrassment and snorted coldly. “Past defeats have long been turned over as a page of history. Today, I will let you witness with your own eyes the progress I have made over these years!”

Bai Ling's expression remained calm, and she spoke no further. The horizon of a martial artist who had comprehended a complete grand force had already changed; the level of the opponent's concept was clear as day to her.

Her own Whip Force had already reached perfect unity, while Xiao Jinheng still lingered at the half-step Spear Force. He was full of openings, and all his moves and momentum would be completely suppressed by her.

In her heart, she had already decided the outcome of this battle. This time, she would make him lose even more thoroughly than he had years ago.

On the stone stage, the two stood facing each other. The cold Spear Force and the heavy Whip Force quietly clashed against one another.

The world had not seen experts of the Five Geniuses of Qingyun caliber fight in a long time.

Taking advantage of the brief lull as the two confronted each other before the battle, Yang Qinyao explained in detail to Ye Ling, “The title of the Five Geniuses of Qingyun originated from the previous Qingyun Grand Tournament, which is held once every five years. The tournament is divided into two groups: the Houtian Realm and the Xiantian Realm. Not many people pay attention to the Houtian competition, but the Xiantian competition is completely different. The age of the participants is limited to no more than forty years old, which represents the absolute highest standard of the younger generation in the entire Qingyun Kingdom.”

“In the last tournament, although the five of them, including Bai Ling and Lin Wanqing, did not claim the championship, they all broke into the top ten of the Xiantian Realm before the age of thirty.”

“Such heaven-defying talent is rare in the entire country, which is why they were collectively named the Five Geniuses of Qingyun by the world.”

“Now, five years have passed, and the five of them have all broken through to the peak Xiantian Realm. Therefore, everyone is certain that the new tournament in four months will definitely be the stage where the five of them contend for supremacy.”

Hearing this, Ye Ling's mind shook slightly.

So, there were only four months left until the new top-tier Qingyun Grand Tournament.

She absolutely could not miss such a nation-wide, eye-catching event of geniuses, which gathered the peak combat power of the younger generation in the entire Qingyun Kingdom.

With this thought, Ye Ling secretly made up her mind. In the remaining four months, she had to redouble her bitter cultivation, doing everything she could to accelerate her breakthroughs and solidify her cultivation.

She would strive to raise her own strength by several more layers before the grand tournament arrived.

In an instant, she suppressed her thoughts of self-improvement and refocused her attention on the battle.

She had already seen through the gap between their grand forces, knowing in her heart that the outcome of this battle was already decided. Fairy Bai Ling would undoubtedly win with overwhelming dominance.