NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3:
Chapter 3: The Ninth Peak Does Not Accept Waste—It’s Destiny, Great Master!:
All eyes turned to Xiao Qing’er as she knelt before Jiang Xuan.
“She’s so bold!” someone whispered.
“Yeah, actually trying to join the Ninth Saint Peak? That’s unthinkable!” another murmured.
“Well, you have to admit, she’s beautiful. Maybe she’d make a good decorative vase,” someone added with a smirk.
Duan Xuan, standing beside Jiang Xuan, frowned but remained silent, his respectful posture unchanging.
Suddenly, a familiar voice echoed in Jiang Xuan’s mind.
[Ding! Lock on Daughter of Destiny]
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Name: Xiao Qing’er
Age: 16
Cultivation Realm: 1st stage Body Tempering (Meridians Broken)
Skill: Xuanbingjue (Profound Rank)
Special Physique: Divine Phoenix Sacred Body (Awakening 0.1%, Fire Attribute)
Destiny Plug-in: Remnant Soul of a Past Life (Awakened)
Recent Incident: After losing all her cultivation, Xiao Qing’er was expelled from the Great Evolution Sacred Land. While fleeing, she was hunted down and nearly killed. In a life-and-death struggle, she stumbled upon an opportunity to change her fate, regaining her cultivation and reaching an even higher level.
Note: Divine Ability and Law Weapons are divided into six levels: Immortal, Emperor, Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang.
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As the system voice echoed, confirming Jiang Xuan’s suspicions, his gaze flickered. His eyes moved between the two system choices and finally landed on Xiao Qing’er, who knelt uneasily on the ground.
Daughters of Destiny were known for their unparalleled luck. Even in dire circumstances, they found miraculous opportunities to rise again. However, Jiang Xuan wasn’t someone easily swayed by beauty. He had survived countless life-and-death battles, and his resolve was as unshakable as steel.
He spoke calmly, his tone indifferent. “The Ninth Peak does not accept waste.”
“I understand, Lord Saint Child,” Xiao Qing’er replied, biting her lip. Her beautiful eyes gleamed with determination. “Please give me a chance. Just three months. I’ll prove to you that I’m not a waste!”
Her words were resolute. If she succeeded, the Great Evolution Sacred Land would offer her its protection. With the skills provided by the remnant soul of her past life, she was confident she could rise again and exact revenge.
A voice from her past life echoed angrily in her mind. “Although this Saint Child is strong, his talent is inferior to mine in my prime. If you refuse to kneel and beg, you might still have a chance. But if you stay here, death is almost certain!”
“I can’t take that risk,” Xiao Qing’er replied firmly. “I must survive. I have to avenge my parents. There are still three years left. I have to win!”
Her heart burned with conviction. She believed the Ninth Saint Child would not refuse her plea.
Jiang Xuan’s sharp gaze locked onto her. Though he exerted no aura, the invisible pressure made the onlookers uneasy. Xiao Qing’er’s breathing quickened, and sweat dripped from her brow.
Desperation pushed her further. “Lord Saint Child, I have valuable information for you—a clue about the ruins of the Great Emperor’s Secret Realm!” Her voice trembled as she delivered this startling revelation.
In her mind, the voice of her past life erupted in rage. “Are you insane? That’s your greatest chance to rise! If you lose your life, what use is any opportunity?”
“None of that matters if I’m dead!” Xiao Qing’er shot back internally.
Jiang Xuan’s eyes flickered with surprise. The Great Emperor’s Secret Realm? He couldn’t help but marvel. As expected of a Daughter of Destiny, her adventures and opportunities were extraordinary.
His gaze lingered on her. Indeed, her beauty was remarkable. Even his master, who valued aesthetics highly, would approve. After years of solitude on the Ninth Peak, perhaps this choice wouldn’t be so bad…
He made his decision. “I only give you three months,” Jiang Xuan said, his voice calm but firm.
Xiao Qing’er’s face lit up with surprise and joy. She bowed deeply, her voice filled with gratitude. “Xiao Qing’er pays her respects to Senior Brother, the Great Master!”
The crowd was stunned.
“What?!”
“Lord Saint Child actually agreed?!”
“Oh no, I wish I had asked for the same chance!”
Chaos erupted among the onlookers. Duan Xuan, frowning, stepped forward to restore order. “Silence!” he barked. The plaza fell silent again as he turned to Jiang Xuan with hesitation.
“Lord Saint Child,” Duan Xuan said respectfully, “this seems to go against the rules…”
“Rules?” Jiang Xuan’s cold gaze landed on him. An oppressive aura descended instantly.
BOOM!
Duan Xuan’s entire body trembled. Cold sweat drenched his back as fear gripped his heart. Bowing deeply, he stammered, “Lord Saint Child, please calm your anger! I meant no offense.”
“Remember this: On the Ninth Peak, I am the rule,” Jiang Xuan said icily.
“Yes, Lord Saint Child,” Duan Xuan replied, his head still lowered.
At that moment, a young man stepped out from the crowd.
“I, Wang Yuan, do not accept this!” he declared loudly. His expression was defiant as he continued. “I’ve been cultivating since I was a child. I reached the peak Body Tempering Realm at ten years old and, at fifteen, I’ve already reached the intermediate stage Reincarnation Realm. I am confident that in two years, I will qualify to enter the Nine Sacred Peaks.”
His gaze burned with indignation as he gestured toward Xiao Qing’er. “And yet, she’s at the 1st stage Body Tempering Realm, and with just one word from Lord Saint Child, the rules are bent for her? How is this fair?”