Great Love Immortal Venerate: Why are all my fairies yandere?

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The Sword Sect competition is a matter of a lifetime's importance for many Sword Sect disciples.

Once, Fang Yuan was one of these myriad beings.

But the current Fang Yuan is no longer the Fang Yuan of the past.

She is Xu Yuan.

Therefore, this Sword Sect competition, destined to leave an indelible mark in the memory of many disciples, seemed to him such a commonplace matter.

One sword!

One sword!

Still one sword!

Compared with the battles on the other platforms, the fight at Xu Yuan's side appeared so monotonous. No matter who it was, in front of him, it was just a matter of one sword.

Until the fifth round.

When the light white robe danced and fell in the wind, and he heard the clamor of the young girls below, Xu Yuan knew he had finally met a truly worthy opponent.

"Wow, if I'm not mistaken, that's Senior Sister Wind Butterfly, the one who ranked eighth in the last competition between the two sects. Junior Sister Fang Yuan might really lose this time."

"I heard Senior Sister Wind Butterfly could have broken through to the Core Formation Stage long ago; if it wasn't for her desire to rank even higher in this competition, she would probably have already advanced to the dwelling of the Core Formation Stage."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Due to Xu Yuan's unique fighting style, the crowd in front of his platform was also the largest.

Of course, among them were many who were drawn by an inexplicable stirring of their hearts.

"You, are quite good."

Wind Butterfly's eyes were cool and her features could only be described as delicate among the multitude of women in the Sword Sect's Yin Peak, but her demeanor was serene and indifferent, exuding an air of detachment.

At this moment, she slowly drew her sword from her waist and said indifferently to Xu Yuan, "It's just a pity, you've met me."

"For this competition, I have waited years. This time, my goal is the top three, so, Junior Sister Fang Yuan, please... lose."

"Oh."

Xu Yuan looked at her, his expression now becoming serious.

Without the enhancement of the Illusory Realm, just what level his strength was at would soon become clear.

The sound of a blade scraping against leather rose softly.

Xu Yuan drew his sword, the cold sword-light of the Thunderfire Sword slowly brightening.

At this moment, a female disciple below spoke as if inadvertently explaining, "Senior Sister Wind Butterfly's Sword Dao is different from ours. If we say we use human to control the sword, valuing the sword following the heart's direction, where the heart points, the sword goes, then Senior Sister Wind Butterfly is about controlling human with the sword, achieving Sword Unity. Where the sword points, that's where the heart reaches. Her sword moves have no pattern to speak of, and Junior Sister Fang Yuan must not view her sword technique with conventional wisdom, or else she will surely suffer a disadvantage."

Using the sword to control the human?

Xu Yuan's heart chilled slightly; how that sounded like some sort of Evil Dao swordsmanship.

But with the reminder from the nameless Junior Sister, he was now more cautious.

Under his gaze, the girl opposite drew her sword from the sheath, but instead of rushing to strike, she first touched the fierce, fang-like long sword tenderly with a gentle expression, then at a certain moment, her toes suddenly exerted force, and she flew towards him guided by the sword.

"So fast."

Despite being prepared, Xu Yuan was still slightly startled.

The opponent's move fully demonstrated what it meant to be "still as a maiden, moving like a fleeing rabbit."

However, although Wind Butterfly's speed was somewhat unexpected for him, Xu Yuan was only momentarily surprised.

The next moment, his eyes glinted with concentration as he opened his mouth, a Jade Foot orb-like a grape appeared, and he immediately spat it out.

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"Ptui!"

A dazzling white Sword Qi instantly formed at the exit point, piercing through the air.

It was the Sword Form that he had comprehended from the Jade Foot of Tian Liuli—the Jade Foot Sword Qi.

If one looked closely, one could see the glittering Sword Qi's core, shaped like a lustrous conch.

Facing this burst of Sword Qi, Wind Butterfly neither dodged nor evaded, but instead wrapped herself entirely in sword light, and collided fiercely with it.

Clang!

The sword that was as sharp as a snow tooth merely trembled slightly, and then let out an excited screech.

The next moment, the sword light transformed by Wind Butterfly shattered the bead of Jade Foot Sword Qi, turning it into a mist.

Then, the sword light dimmed slightly and launched another attack with the momentum of sweeping away decay.

However, by this time, Xu Yuan had already infused his Thunderfire Sword with sufficient Spiritual Power.

He held the sword with both hands, as if he were Pangu opening the heavens and earth, striking down from on high.

"Sword Control Technique!"

The crescent arc of Sword Qi and the sword light collided at the instant of meeting, violently bursting with an abundance of bright light.

This time,

when the swords clashed, there was no sound of metal striking metal; instead, what was emitted was a deafening roar like thunder.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth seemed to tremble with a start.

The floating platform on which both combatants stood shook violently, looking as if it could fall at any moment.

Had it not been blessed with a Formation by a Nascent Soul cultivator, the platform itself might have shattered during their forceful collision.

The gusts generated by their exchange caused many young girls watching from below to scream in alarm, hastily clutching at their skirts.

The dresses of several inattentive girls were even exposed to view.

Within the intense white light, the figures of the two fighters overlapped for an instant before breaking apart, each thrown back by the other's force.

The next moment, they used their toes to touch the ground, dispelling the great force transmitted through their swords. They rebounded, propelling themselves at each other once more.

Xu Yuan's expression had become slightly grave and without hesitation, he repeated his technique. Opening his mouth, spiritual light surged forth, and three lustrous Jade Feet appeared one after another, pursuing in the pattern of the Three Talents; at the same time, his sword wrapped in the might of Thunderfire, fell fiercely.

Facing his assault, Wind Butterfly's expression was indifferent, but the long snow-tooth-like sword in her hand quivered incessantly.

She was like a butterfly dancing in the wind, seemingly enchanting and vividly alluring, but in reality, nothing more than a puppet dangling from strings.

Her snow-tooth-like long sword, moving at an incredibly fast speed, trailed her arm to draw a circle in front of her, forming a gentle Sword Qi.

The gentle Sword Qi, thread-like, adhered to the three Jade Foot Sword Qi, and as she skillfully converted energy, it revolved continuously, eroding the deadly Jade Foot Sword Qi as if water was grinding down a stubborn stone, quickly reducing the Jade Foot to the size of a small bean.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan simply uttered softly, "Explode!"

Boom!

The three Jade Foot Sword Qi exploded, and amid the rising mist, Wind Butterfly once again transformed into a butterfly dancing in the wind, flying backward through the blast wave.

As for Xu Yuan, he pursued with the Thunderfire Sword held high, his demeanor resolute.

On the blade of the sword, lines glowed, converging into the figure of an exceptional beauty.

At the same time, a distant, ancient-sounding call seemed to emanate from the sword.

"Throw You Thunder Mother!"