Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 525

Chapter 523 The methods described in the original novel do not seem to be so insidious

“This world in the book is quite interesting. I want to try it myself.” Bai Hongtu, intrigued, wanted to become an author and publish a book.

Bai Hongtu suspected he’d even ask Yu Yin for help.

To enter the world in the book, Yu Yin would have to write a novel herself.

“What do you want to write?” Jiang Li didn’t think this grandson could write anything good.

“‘My Years as the Human Emperor.'”

“A fantastical novel, not bad.” Jiang Li was surprised that Bai Hongtu could write such a book completely unrelated to reality.

“…If I couldn’t defeat you.”

The two were chatting casually when Yu Yin pushed open the door, ignoring the Grand Elder and pulling Jingshui away.

“I was wondering why you weren’t practicing? You’ve been slacking off here. Come on, follow me back.”

Jingshui trotted along, keeping pace with Yu Yin.

The Grand Elder was furious but could not say a word.

Although he was on the same level as Yu Yin, both in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, Yu Yin’s combat power far surpassed that of the veteran Tribulation Crossing Stage player.

To highlight the heroine’s difficulties, Jingxin made Ah Yin the top female cultivator and second best in Jiuzhou.

…

“The next plot is the Jiuzhou Competition. Jingshui, as the top of the new generation of Taishang Temple, shines in the Jiuzhou Competition, becoming more and more courageous as the competition progresses.”

“However, Jingshui is rather naive and cannot handle underhanded tactics. As a result, despite her high combat power, she is still betrayed by disciples from other sects. Jiang He is furious upon seeing this and uses the methods of the Mahayana Stage to seek justice for Jingshui. He also says that he will accept Jingshui as his direct disciple.”

“The anger of a Mahayana Stage cultivator is a big deal. Since then, Jingshui’s reputation has spread throughout Jiuzhou. Supporting characters such as the saints and direct disciples of major sects have begun to like Jingshui, but Jingshui is devoted to Jiang He and has no interest in people her own age.” Bai Hongtu watched with great interest.

Jiang Li nodded. “The sense of immorality associated with teacher-student relationships is quite popular among some female cultivators in Jiuzhou.”

He was wandering the void, searching for the person who had destroyed half of the statue of the Venerable Shenzang, when he got bored and thought of “The Tyrant Mahayana Fell in Love with Me.

” “It’s almost time. Let’s go participate in the Jiuzhou Competition.”

As new disciples, the eldest and second brothers naturally had to go as well.

The book only describes Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu in one sentence: the new disciples of the Taishang Temple were all defeated, and their only hope rested on Jingshui’s slender shoulders.

“We must respect the original story. So, I’ll use one-tenth of my strength to compete,” Bai Hongtu said sincerely. In the novel, he was at the Nascent Soul stage, and a Nascent Soul with one-tenth of his strength couldn’t possibly win first place in the Jiuzhou Competition.

Jiang Li nodded honestly, “Then I won’t have to use my full strength either.”

The Jiuzhou Competition soon began. Since the original author didn’t give much detail to the combat, the battles were rather dull and lacked any novelty.

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Why are you so dejected?” Sitting in the Taishang Temple, Yu Yin noticed the listless Saint of the Pure Heart.

“I don’t feel involved, Sister Yu Yin! As an author, I don’t feel any involvement in my own book at all.” The Saint of the Pure Heart was weeping, tears welling up in her eyes. Any author would be a powerful figure in a book, but she, the unfortunate one, was bullied at every turn.

Jiang He, possessed by the Saint of the Pure Heart, was consistent with the description in the original novel: an extremely handsome male cultivator. His every move exuded a unique charm. Many female cultivators from other sects fell in love with Jiang He, but felt they were not worthy of him.

Jiang He and Ah Yin were a match made in heaven, countless female cultivators secretly thought.

“You know it won’t be the same as the original story this time. Jingshui, trained by you, is invincible at the Nascent Soul stage. No treacherous tactics can harm her, so how can I even appear?”

“Who told you to portray Jingshui as so innocent and naive, completely unprepared for sinister tactics?”

“If I don’t do that, how will Jiang He be given a chance to appear? Isn’t it always the hero who appears in the most dangerous moment to save the heroine?”

“That seems to be the case.”

Yu Yin consoled Saint Jingxin, but couldn’t hide the pride in training a good disciple.

“Chrysanthemum Needle!” A Five Poison Sect disciple unleashed a hidden weapon, a weapon hidden in the sleeve that, when caught off guard, unleashes countless fine needles, each as thin as ox-hair, capable of breaking through the opponent’s protective qi. The Five

Poison Sect disciple, believing victory was within reach, was shocked to discover the hidden weapon had vanished.

Jingshui took out the stolen chrysanthemum needle and pointed it at the Five Poison Sect disciple.

With a spring-like sound, the fine needles pricked the Five Poison Sect disciple like a hedgehog.

Jingshui, under Yu Yin’s tutelage, immediately realized the Five Poison Sect disciples were hiding hidden weapons. Taking advantage of the close combat, she stole the weapons.

“The outcome is decided,” Yu Yin said calmly. In the original novel, Jingshui was injured by the Five Poison Sect disciples. Now that the Five Poison Sect was no longer a threat, Jingshui was bound to be the ultimate victor.

“Two of our Taishang Temple members are still fighting. They’ll face Jingshui in the next round,” Saint Jingxin noticed Passerby A and Passerby B.

…

Bai Hongtu, standing in the ring, saw Jingshui and felt as

if he were facing a formidable enemy. With only one-tenth of his strength left, he feared he wouldn’t be able to defeat Jingshui.

“Second Brother,” Jingshui saluted politely.

“Junior Sister, there’s no need to hold back. Whoever wins will ultimately win for Taishang Temple,” Bai Hongtu said earnestly.

“Okay.” Jingshui was deeply moved by Bai Hongtu’s dedication to the sect’s honor.

Before Jingshui could finish his words, Bai Hongtu struck, stabbing Jingshui with his hand as a sword.

Jingshui was not expecting this and was horrified. She leaned back and barely avoided the attack.

“Good sister, the game has already started, why are you so distracted?” Bai Hongtu showed an honest smile.

“Chrysanthemum needle!” Bai Hongtu shouted and tapped her wrist.

Jingshui hurriedly defended herself, but found that what she faced was not a hidden weapon, but a kick from Bai Hongtu.

“Sister, why do you believe everything your opponent says?” Bai Hongtu smiled, but he did not intend to hold back when kicking.

Jingshui was kicked over by Bai Hongtu. She rolled to her feet, but fell into another trap set by Bai Hongtu.

Jingshui was beaten so badly by Bai Hongtu that she fled in panic.

The Saintess Jingxin on the stage was in deep thought. Even the most sinister person in the original novel had never used such despicable means. Where did this second senior brother come from?

The Saintess Jingxin shifted her gaze to Yuyin.

Could it be that Sister Yuyin changed the plot, causing the evolution of the characters in the book, and forcing Jingshui to fail in the Jiuzhou Competition?

Sister Yuyin’s painting and calligraphy skills were so magical.

Yuyin frowned slightly. She always felt that the methods of this second senior brother were very familiar.

“Is it appropriate for me to take action now to protect Jingshui?”

The Saintess Jingxin pondered. This seemed to be an internal struggle in Taishang Temple. It was not appropriate for her to take action.

Jiang Li was warming up off the stage. After Bai Hongtu’s victory, it would be the final battle between him and Bai Hongtu to compete for the first place in the Jiuzhou Competition.

(End of this chapter)