During the 500 years that Cha Jiu was asleep, many new disciples came to the Lingxu Sect.

They didn't know Cha Jiu, and they couldn't see the hidden cultivation in her, so they spoke rudely.

"What is yours here? You have no cultivation at all, yet you dare to talk nonsense here!"

Senior Sister Lingxi was born with divine bones and has advanced rapidly over the past 200 years. She has slain demons and demons in the human world and made countless contributions to the Lingxu Sect.

How can you humiliate a lowly person with no cultivation at will now!

Chajiu raised his eyes slightly, stared at Lingxi who was standing on the high platform and looked a little nervous, and said with a half-smile, "Is there anything that belongs to me?"

"The Moon Frost Sword is mine."

"The position of saint is mine."

Every time Cha Jiu said something, he took a step forward.

"Even the divine bones on your body are mine."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Heng Qingyao looked at Cha Jiu with disappointment in his eyes: "How could you become like this?"

"You lost the divine bone yourself, what does it have to do with my junior sister?"

Lingxi quickly calmed down and pretended to be aggrieved: "Yes, my divine bones were given by heaven and earth when I was born. How could it become yours?"

At this moment, Cha Jiu really regretted that he was not a god and did not have the skills to extract the soul ball and check his memory.

Otherwise, she could dig up Lingxi's theft record and broadcast it on the screen above Lingyunfeng Square throughout the day.

A disciple who worshiped Lingxi couldn't bear her humiliation, so he fiercely took out his long bow and shot an arrow with red flames straight at Chajiu.

"No!" Heng Qingyao exclaimed.

He is not a vicious person. Although he has been in love with Lingxi for the past 200 years, he has always left a place for Chajiu in his heart and is unforgettable.

Just as he was about to stop him, Ling Xi beside him suddenly shook, as if he was about to fall to the ground.

Heng Qingyao subconsciously reached out to support Lingxi, but missed the chance to save Chajiu.

Seeing the red flame arrow coming through the air, Cha Jiu remained unhurried and did not even raise his eyes.

With a move of his index finger, the Moon Frost Sword was unsheathed, and a thick layer of ice suddenly condensed in the void in front of him, freezing the flying red flame arrows and then shattering them into ice slag.

People were amazed.

It is indeed the Moon Frost Sword.

It can easily condense such a huge and hard ice curtain without taking it out of its sheath, which is extremely advantageous in battle defense.

The luck system said to Lingxi: "Did you see it? This is a magic weapon with a small world's luck value. Let me swallow its luck, and I can upgrade it to several levels in a row."

Lingxi's eyes showed strong greed: "I must get it. Such a powerful magic weapon is worthy of my body of divine bones and cultivation level of the God Transformation Stage."

Heng Qingyao helped Lingxi stand upright and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Chajiu on the other side was fine.

Fortunately, even though all his cultivation was lost, he was still protected by the Moon Frost Sword.

He turned to look at the archery disciple with a cold look in his eyes: "Who asked you to do it?"

"This is for..." The disciple looked at Lingxi, but Lingxi didn't even give him the peripheral vision.

The disciple bowed his head in disappointment and stopped defending.

At this time, Heng Shanyue, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke and put on a protective attitude: "Okay, Jingli is your fellow sect senior, how can it be rude to meet with weapons?"

The corners of Chajiu's mouth were curved, and his smiling eyes had already seen through Hengshan Yue.

Just now he didn't stop the Red Flame Arrow when he wanted to kill her, but now he's pretending to be a good person.

Not only did Heng Shanyue not welcome her back, he also wanted her to die to some extent.

Cha Jiu is sure.

There seems to be some secret hidden in this master.

Heng Shanyue looked at the true disciple who was once loved by him, but his eyes looked very calm and indifferent.

"Jingli, in the 500 years since you left, no one has served the Lingxu Sect's sanctuary, and the power left by the God of Song has gradually dissipated. The suppressed demons are ready to move, and there are many disasters in the world, so I have to choose again as my master. As a saint, Lingxi is also for the welfare of the common people, so don’t be dissatisfied."

He deliberately avoided the topic of divine bones.

Chajiu smiled: "Master, I'm not leaving Lingxu Sect, I'm going to use my life to suppress the demonic dragon. Since I'm back now, there's no need to change people for this job, right?"

Heng Shanyue's face darkened.

Heng Qingyao persuaded: "Jingli, you have lost your sacred bones and your cultivation is gone. You are not qualified to be a saint at all. Why don't you give up your vanity and let a more suitable person be a saint?"

In his eyes, Cha Jiu was greedy for status and fame when he snatched the position of saint.

Cha Jiu found it funny.

Even if she doesn't do this saintly thing, Lingxi can't take over.

So she simply responded: "Okay, I don't have to give up the position of Saintess, but I refined the Moon Frost Sword, and I want to take it with me."

Lingxi's expression changed and he blurted out: "No!"

As soon as the words came out, everyone looked at her with different expressions.

Lingxi quickly calmed down and added: "A saintly woman really needs a good magic weapon to serve and protect the sanctuary."

Cha Jiu showed no mercy: "Don't you know how to refine your own magic weapon?"

Lingxi choked and clenched her hands under her Taoist robe.

"I'm not good at making utensils." She gritted her teeth and said shyly.

Heng Qingyao also said: "Young junior sister is right, you do need better magic weapons to protect the sanctuary. Jingli, she needs the Moon Frost Sword more than you."

"Neither this nor that."

Cha Jiu was a little impatient: "Then let's just have a fight and decide."

The onlookers were surprised.

In their opinion, Cha Jiu had lost all his cultivation, and wouldn't he definitely lose against Ling Xi who was in the stage of becoming a god?

Lingxi was stunned for a moment, then felt ecstatic.

She didn't expect that Cha Jiu would dare to propose a competition.

With that tattered body that has no divine bones and damaged Dantian.

The luck system sneered: "The Moon Frost Sword is yours."

"Okay, I will challenge you." Lingxi accepted the challenge happily.

Heng Shanyue did not stop him. In his heart, the outcome of this competition was already determined.

But surface work still needs to be done.

So he said: "The competition is over, don't get hurt."

Everyone watching the ceremony stepped back, leaving an open space for the two to compete.

"Wait a minute!" Taoist Chi Yu from the Lingxu Sect suddenly said, "Since the competition is for the ownership of the Yueshuang Sword, then Uncle Jingli can't use the Yueshuang Sword in the competition, right?"

Lingxi cast an approving look at him.

Taoist Akabane's face turned slightly red and he nodded in response.

"Okay, then I won't use the Moon Frost Sword."

Chajiu put the Yueshuang Sword back on the divine bird's back indifferently.

She looked around: "Who would like to lend me a sword?"

Everyone looked at each other, but no one said a word.

The results of the competition are obvious. No one wants to stand out and offend the future Saintess of Lingxi.

"Master Guzu, use mine."

A clear young man's voice sounded in the crowd, and then someone walked out with a sword. It was the gatekeeper disciple Cha Jiu met.

The young man was simple-minded and could not see so many worldly feelings. He just wanted to lend the sword to Cha Jiu for a trial.

Cha Jiu took his sword: "What's your name?"

"Junichi."

"Thank you." Chajiu thanked him sincerely.

Junyi's sword was dim and was a low-grade spiritual sword.

There was some contempt in Lingxi's eyes, and she took out the star sword given to her by Hengshan Yue. Starlight lingered around her body, and spiritual energy exploded.

This is the magical weapon that Hengshan Yue killed a mid-level divine beast and used the animal bones to forge for Lingxi.

Although it is not as good as the Yueshuang Sword, it is considered a top-notch spiritual sword in the world of immortality.

Someone whispered: "Isn't using the Star Sword to bully others?"

"Stop talking, the head of the Lingxu Sect is partial to her, and we can't afford to offend him."

At this moment, a ray of golden divine light with the aura of the holy realm came quietly and stopped in a place where no one noticed.

It seemed to be conscious and waiting for the next competition with interest.

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