The Cultivation Method of Junior Sister is Unscientific

No one dared to look at Zhao Wuji’s face, knowing it must be extremely unpleasant.

If Yun Jin were to actually win…

Tianxing Sect would likely undergo some significant changes.

The peak masters remained silent, some hopeful, others anxious, their emotions mixed.

“Ma Hongyu, it’s time for the third round, isn’t it?” Zhao Wuji said coldly.

“Yes,” Ma Hongyu’s voice trembled slightly.

This round would compare the number of surviving seedlings after three stages.

After the first two rounds, Yun Jin had a 100% survival rate with a hundred sprouts.

Only 60% of Ye Cheng’s seeds had survived.

Unless he performed exceptionally well in the last round and Yun Jin completely failed, there was no chance of him overtaking her.

“We originally agreed to release ten black wood insects for the third round,” Zhao Wuji said slowly. “I think that’s too few.”

Zhao Wuji stood up, his face expressionless as he looked in Yun Jin’s direction. “Lin Ya, since your disciple is so capable, she shouldn’t mind if we increase the difficulty a bit, right?”

Lin Ya frowned, his face wary. “If we increase the difficulty for Yun Jin, it should be the same for Ye Cheng as well.”

In a fair competition, he didn’t believe Yun Jin could lose.

Zhao Wuji laughed. “As the Sect Leader, both Ye Cheng and Yun Jin are disciples of Tianxing Sect. Naturally, I’ll treat them equally. So, for this third round, let’s release a hundred black wood insects on each side.”

As he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji’s face took on a look of extreme indifference.

“A hundred?” Ma Hongyu was stunned. He anxiously said, “Sect Leader, that’s impossible. A hundred black wood insects is far too many. Neither of them can handle that. In the end, it will surely…”

As he spoke, Ma Hongyu realized something. A flash of horror crossed his eyes, and he fell silent.

This time.

They were competing based on the number of surviving sprouts at the end.

So…

What if none survived?

What if both Yun Jin and Ye Cheng lost everything?

If one were shameless enough, they could declare it a tie.

The Sect Leader’s sudden increase in numbers was clearly aimed at this outcome.

These black wood insects weren’t particularly strong, roughly at the Qi Condensation level. The difficulty lay in the extreme fragility of the sprouts. Once bitten by a black wood insect, they would wither.

Yun Jin and Ye Cheng had to kill the insects while avoiding damage to the sprouts.

The challenge was immense!

With a hundred black wood insects appearing simultaneously, even if they could destroy one instantly, they likely wouldn’t be able to keep up.

These seedlings were destined to be destroyed by the pest invasion.

Inside the barrier.

Yun Jin and Ye Cheng couldn’t hear anything. They were earnestly waiting for the rules of the third round.

But Ma Hongyu’s heart was filled with sorrow.

The seedlings they had painstakingly nurtured were doomed to destruction.

Ma Hongyu genuinely loved cultivation. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have spent decades tending to spirit fields.

He could understand Zhao Wuji’s actions were solely to win.

However…

It was still somewhat heartbreaking.

These plants had become sacrifices in their power struggle.

“A hundred black wood insects?” Lin Ya’s eyes flashed with anger. “Sect Leader, you clearly have no intention of determining a winner! If this gets out, you, as the Sect Leader, resorting to such petty tactics… Where’s your dignity? Where’s the dignity of our Tianxing Sect?”

Zhao Wuji calmly replied, “Lin Ya, you speak of fairness. Isn’t this fair? Both sides face the same hundred insects. Am I favoring Ye Cheng?”

“Doesn’t your disciple think she’s so impressive?” Zhao Wuji sneered. “What if she creates another miracle this time?”

“Zhao Wuji, you…” Lin Ya was about to continue.

Zhao Wuji’s expression turned completely cold. “What? Do you lack confidence in your disciple? Or are you simply trying to oppose me? Lin Ya, the sect has nurtured you for so many years, treating you with utmost kindness. You’d better not push your luck.”

A terrifying aura suddenly burst from Zhao Wuji.

Lin Ya was forcibly pressed back into his seat, unable to move.

“Sect Leader, there’s no need for such aggression,” Elder Ming narrowed his eyes, waving his hand to dispel Zhao Wuji’s pressure.

Zhao Wuji spoke calmly, “Elder Ming, for so many years, you’ve guarded the archive for Tianxing Sect. I’ve always been grateful. Our sect has always emphasized everyone fulfilling their duties. As Sect Leader, I naturally have the right to coordinate all matters. Does Elder Ming believe I don’t even have the authority to set a small rule today?”

At this moment.

Zhao Wuji became unexpectedly assertive.

He knew very clearly.

Yun Jin could not win.

If Yun Jin won, the consequences would be too severe for him to bear!

Even if people gossiped about him later, he no longer cared.

As long as he firmly controlled the spirit fields, Tianxing Sect would ultimately remain his alone!

This time, Zhao Wuji was determined to be utterly shameless.

Elder Ming narrowed his eyes. With a holy land backing Zhao Wuji, if he was willing to discard all shame, they had no better solution for the moment.

Even if they rejected Zhao Wuji’s proposal, what if he forcibly halted the competition?

What could they do then?

This was the authority of a Sect Leader.

This was what Yun Jin was challenging.

But no matter how talented she was, no matter how many miracles she could create, in front of Zhao Wuji, she was ultimately just a small sect disciple.

An eerie silence fell.

The peak masters felt somewhat disappointed.

But they knew Zhao Wuji would never relinquish control of the spirit fields.

Even with the Heavenly Dao Contract binding him, he had numerous ways to circumvent it.

Today’s competition could only end this way.

Ah.

This Yun Jin…

She had come so close to success.

It was a pity…

She still couldn’t overcome the inherent authority of a Sect Leader.

Seeing no one else speak up, Zhao Wuji was satisfied. He looked at Lin Ya again. “Lin Ya, do you have any more objections?”

Lin Ya’s expression changed several times before settling on extreme reluctance. “You’re the Sect Leader. It’s your decision.”

Zhao Wuji felt immensely pleased.

Did these clowns really think they could win?

Even if they won a hundred times, with just one word from him, they would still end up defeated.

“Ma Hongyu, go and announce it like this,” Zhao Wuji said nonchalantly.

“Yes,” Ma Hongyu’s voice quivered.

He turned and gave a few instructions. Soon, disciples brought two storage bags.

Each storage bag contained a hundred black wood insects.

With a heavy heart, Ma Hongyu walked into the barrier and announced, “For the third round, we’ll release a hundred black wood insects into each spirit field. After one incense stick burns out, the side with the most surviving sprouts wins.”

A hundred?

Yun Jin raised an eyebrow.

Interesting.

Ye Cheng’s face, however, turned pale.

A hundred insects were far beyond his ability to handle.

Given the voracious nature of black wood insects, if they weren’t eliminated immediately, this spirit field would likely be left barren!

“Master… is something wrong? Why are there a hundred?” Ye Cheng’s voice trembled.

Ma Hongyu couldn’t bear to look at him and simply said, “It’s the same for both sides. This competition is fair.”

“Fair?” Yun Jin snorted derisively.

(End of Chapter)