Investment Return System, Start by taking Demon Empress as a Disciple

Chapter 118: Three Breaths' Time, I'll Kill You Seven Times

In the eyes of Leng Yanran, even if Li Shenruo had broken through to the Unity Realm, she could easily suppress her with a mere finger. No, even if she reached the Annihilation Realm or even the Boundless Realm, the result would be the same!

It was a trivial matter, why bother going to the training ground?

However, when this statement reached the ears of the numerous elders, they found it a bit too arrogant. Although she had a slightly higher cultivation realm, the Saintess had cultivated the Immortal technique, multiplying her strength several times over.

Even if she couldn't defeat Leng Yanran, she wouldn't be at a complete disadvantage. Though they held this thought, they couldn't help but keep their mouths shut, considering the terrifying existence that was Leng Yanran's master.

They could only hope that the Saintess would show some spirit. Even if she couldn't win, she had to make Leng Yanran appear slightly disheveled, dampening her confidence.

"You truly are confident, Fairy Leng."

Li Shenruo didn't find this strange. After their interaction in the secret realm, she understood that Leng Yanran possessed the capital for pride. If it weren't for Leng Yanran, in that secret realm, not to mention obtaining the technique inheritance, even dealing with the Person in Coffin alone, she would have been unable to, and she would have perished in that stone cave!

After tallying everything up, Leng Yanran not only granted her an opportunity, but also saved her life.

"No need to be nervous. I will suppress my cultivation to the Profound Sky Realm, 7th Layer. I won't take advantage of you."

Leng Yanran controlled her strength while all eyes were on her, saying this as she made her move. In her view, relying on cultivation realm to suppress her opponent with the mythical technique given by her master was, in essence, an embarrassment for her master!

This action caused the observing Holy Mountain elders to brighten up. If they had previously thought the odds were about 3 to 7 or even 2 to 8, now it was at least 5 to 5, or even 7 to 3 in favor of Li Shenruo.

"Shenruo, Fairy Leng is, after all, our guest. Be mindful of your actions later."

After thinking deeply about that terrifying Senior Chen, the Great Elder addressed Li Shenruo directly.

"Elder, you might be overestimating Shenruo, or rather, underestimating Fairy Leng."

Li Shenruo shook her head slightly upon hearing this. Although Leng Yanran had suppressed her cultivation, she still didn't possess great confidence in victory. This time, she was testing her strength and gauging how powerful the Immortal technique truly was.

"I wonder, in Fairy Leng's eyes, what are the odds between the two of us?"

After responding to the elder's words, Li Shenruo turned to the ever-calm Leng Yanran.

"Three to seven." Leng Yanran thought for a moment and answered casually.

"Oh? Fairy Leng, do you mean that I have only a 30% chance of winning?"

Li Shenruo was also surprised by this response. With the Immortal technique she had cultivated, did she truly seem so helpless in Leng Yanran's eyes?

"No, you've misunderstood. What I mean is that in the span of three breaths, you'll be killed seven times."

Leng Yanran pondered for a moment, then ultimately gave the most conservative estimate…

However, when these words reached the ears of the crowd, how audacious they sounded.

"Hehe… "It's no wonder that Senior Chen's disciple has a personality just as unique as Senior Chen himself."

The Great Elder, upon hearing this, stroked his beard and chuckled lightly, thinking that Leng Yanran was jesting.

"Since that's the case, I ask for Fairy Leng's guidance!"

Li Shenruo was also taken aback by these words. Soon, her expression turned serious. She began circulating her techniques, her aura continuously soaring. Although she was only at the Seventh Layer of the Profound Realm, the might she emanated surpassed even the Ninth Layer of the past!

On the other hand, Leng Yanran remained indifferent from beginning to end. Not to mention taking out her God Slaying Spear, she didn't even bother to activate her techniques.

"Be careful, Fairy Leng!"

As Li Shenruo's voice fell, she made the first move. With a flash, she arrived in front of Leng Yanran. The jingling bell artifact on her foot rang, attempting to disrupt Leng Yanran's concentration.

Then, she directly summoned the Heaven-ranked artifact obtained within the secret realm and fiercely swung it towards Leng Yanran.

"Once."

Leng Yanran's vermilion lips parted lightly as she murmured to herself. Standing in place, she offered no resistance, allowing Li Shenruo's artifact to crash upon her.

Witnessing this scene, the bystanders were taken aback. If Leng Yanran were to be injured on their Holy Mountain, considering the temperament of the esteemed Senior Chen, it would surely escalate into a major incident.

However, before they could intervene, they noticed that Li Shenruo's attack had pierced right through Leng Yanran's form.

"A phantom!?"

The crowd finally grasped the truth. It had been nothing more than a mirage. Even with seven elders present, all at the Divinity Separation Realm, they failed to discern any clues.

When Leng Yanran reappeared, she had already positioned herself behind Li Shenruo, her finger pausing just an inch away from the latter's temple.

"Once more!"

Amidst her astonishment, Li Shenruo's heart surged with a fervent battle spirit. She refused to believe that the disparity between her and Leng Yanran could be so immense, even after she had cultivated to the Immortal techinique. It was inconceivable!

As Li Shenruo launched her second assault…

"Twice."

As expected, Leng Yanran maintained her expressionless demeanor while observing the incoming attack. She neither evaded nor dodged, simply silently tallying the blows.

As the residual image dissipated, Leng Yanran's fingertip remained within an inch of Li Shenrou's body.

Within moments, the two engaged in several clashes.

"Three times."

"......."

"Seven times."

In less than three breaths, Leng Yanran fulfilled her promise by striking down her opponent seven times. Remarkably, these seven strikes did not require the usage of the Heavenly Demon Finger.

By channeling her spiritual energy into a single point, Leng Yanran was able to defeat Li Shenruo. If she chose to utilize the Heavenly Demon Finger, the task would be even simpler—a single direct thrust would suffice.

"Once more, once again!"

Upon hearing Leng Yanran softly utter the count of seven, Li Shenruo found herself in a state of near trance. She couldn't fathom why the chasm between her and Leng Yanran was so colossal.

In terms of innate talent, she was at the Saint Level. In terms of techniques, she had achieved the Immortal Level. Even in terms of artifacts, she had harnessed the might of a Heaven Rank artifact. No matter how one examined it, she shouldn't have been thoroughly outmatched.

"If there's an eighth time, I will kill you."

Following a momentary silence, Leng Yanran met Li Shenruo's gaze, her tone remarkably composed, as though discussing a trivial matter.

The seven elders, previously numbed by Leng Yanran's successive displays of dominance, were roused by her declaration. Li Shenruo, upon hearing those words, snapped back to awareness.

"Shenruo, you have lost. Cease your actions," the Great Elder hastened to advise. He held no doubt that if Li Shenruo persisted, Leng Yanran's next strike would be devoid of mercy.

"Have I… lost?"

Li Shenruo's eyes now devoid of battle intent, she clenched her fists and then released them, seemingly ready to launch another assault against Leng Yanran.

Yet, because of Leng Yanran's words, she couldn't take a single step forward! Upon learning that the next strike would lead to her downfall, fear gripped her. She lacked the courage to lay another hand on Leng Yanran.