"Why isn't this little bitch kneeling and begging Senior Sister Bi Xian, even though she knows she'll lose and be humiliated?" At this moment, a woman from Wunian sneered at Sikong Ling's actions, feeling puzzled.

"Haha, maybe she's come to her senses."

The second woman laughed and said, "She must have realized that currying favor with us is useless, or maybe she's trying to gain Senior Sister Bi Xian's sympathy by showing courage, hoping to be called back."

The third woman from Wunian heard this and nodded quickly, yet mocked repeatedly.

"It's simply hilarious. She doesn't even look at which lineage she's from, or what kind of Cultivation Technique we're practicing. We've long discarded useless things like sympathy."

Hearing these words, Bi Xian's mood noticeably improved.

She also believed that Sikong Ling wasn't showing any real resolve, just trying to elicit her sympathy.

So Bi Xian smiled lightly and said coldly, "Later, Lu Shan will certainly humiliate Wang Ge madly... Remember, only concede after he's done enough mocking, not too quickly, understand?"

The women nodded emphatically to show their understanding, intending to humiliate Wang Ge to the ultimate degree.

After all, it was Changqing Venerable's face that would be lost, what did it have to do with them?

After all, when the Spirit Movement Realm duel comes, they can regain their face, so what is there to fear?

Most of the women present were from the Sect Master Lineage, and before coming, the Sect Master had instructed them to leave a huge disgrace for the Changqing Lineage in Wanbing City, to disturb Changqing Venerable's Daoist Heart.

"Hmm?"

Just as these women were sneering continuously, someone suddenly noticed that Sikong Ling had stopped walking right before the Battle Light Shield, standing motionless, and immediately shouted, "Wang Ge, why are you stopping, not going in?"

The second woman shouted again, "You really want to gain Senior Sister Bi Xian's sympathy, it won't work, you must fight now."

Their voices were vicious.

In the eyes of these women, since Sikong Ling stopped at the Light Shield, it naturally confirmed their earlier analysis, that she was merely trying to invoke sympathy in a dramatic way.

However, Sikong Ling showed no reaction, as her gaze was already captured by the man walking ahead.

She had no idea what the women behind her were shouting, her mind buzzed incessantly.

She stopped, not for Bi Xian and the women's sympathy, but because she felt as if she were dreaming, as the man walking towards her was her brother, Sikong Jing.

Tears threatened to fall from Sikong Ling's eyes, which were becoming blurry, as if she were suddenly seeing things.

At this moment, Sikong Jing walked step by step towards Sikong Ling.

He finally stopped in front of Sikong Ling and spoke gently, "Don't cry, brother is here!"

Sikong Ling's body trembled violently, it wasn't an illusion, it couldn't be... because it was indeed her brother's voice.

At this moment, Sikong Ling just wanted to fiercely leap into her brother's arms.

But she forcibly held back, because she suddenly remembered the name "Sikong Buwang," and that the Wunian Saint Sect would never permit her brother to exist in her world.

She also remembered the death of Yin Henzi.

At this very moment, Sikong Ling already completely confirmed, that her brother was indeed Sikong Buwang, as Changqing Venerable had said, and he was no little servant at all, he had only taken advantage of a servant's identity to kill Yin Henzi.

Her brother must already know that her arm was cut off by Yin Henzi.

So, he painstakingly avenged her!

Just as he had painstakingly trapped and killed her master Mo Ci in the East Plain Northern Land.

As the Young Sect Master of the East Plain North Land Wangyou Sect, Sikong Ling was not as fragile as she seemed on the surface; she was still the sister of the Invincible God General Sikong Jing and could, like her brother, maintain absolute composure at certain times.

She desperately resisted the urge to rush into her brother's arms, as she couldn't put him in danger.

Otherwise, all Bi Xian and the women would want to do... is surround and kill her brother!

"Don't be afraid, brother is here." Sikong Jing looked at his sister who was holding back her impulse, and softly spoke again.

His heart was still aching, because he instantly discerned the changes in his sister's heart, knowing she was holding back her grievances and impulses to protect him from harm.

And Ling'er was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

Therefore, Sikong Jing continued to speak softly.

"Ling'er, don't worry about brother's current situation."

"If you wish, brother can take you far away right now, or tear apart everything in front of us."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Ling's whole body trembled, the urge she had been suppressing almost broke free, but quickly re-solidified, as visions of her brother transforming into a terrifying human-shaped monster flashed in her mind.

She knew her brother was telling the truth; he could indeed destroy everything before them.

As long as he transformed into the terrifying demon beast once more, if she let go and leaped fiercely into his arms, he would, like in the past at the East Plain North Land War Soul Dynasty, transform into a demon beast and carry her away...

But no, absolutely not!

Even though Sikong Ling didn't know how her brother could turn into a demon beast, she understood that in that state, her brother was extremely dangerous, so dangerous that he once had to sever his own arm just to revert to human form.

So Sikong Ling shook her head firmly, still holding back her tears, her small face resolute.

Sikong Jing took another deep breath at this sight.

Then he asked, "Then allow brother to first ensure your victory in this battle, and fiercely slap the faces of those who look down on you, alright?"

At these words, Sikong Ling's eyes shone brightly, finally nodding heavily.

She still didn't understand how her brother was so confident, but she just believed her brother could do it. If she could win the upcoming battle against Beiming Hanshan Lushan, then Bi Xian and the others' plans would naturally fall apart.

At that moment, a voice shouted again from behind, from the women of the Wunian Saint Sect.

"Wang Ge, what the hell are you doing?"

"Who's the man in front of you, what nonsense are you talking about? Aren't you going to get in and fight to the death quickly?"

"Damn man, what are you blocking our Junior Sister Wang Ge for?"

The last sentence was of course directed at Sikong Jing, because he was obstructing Sikong Ling and wouldn't let go.

And what Sikong Jing had just said was only heard by Sikong Ling, so the others didn't know what he was talking about.

At this point, Lu Shan's voice echoed behind Sikong Jing, "Wunian Saint Sect, what on earth are you up to? If you don't dare to fight, just concede. On such a grand occasion as today, we from Beiming Hanshan won't fuss with you women."

Since Sikong Jing had his back to Lu Shan, the latter didn't recognize him.

To the surrounding words, neither Sikong Jing nor Sikong Ling responded.

In the next moment, Sikong Jing took out a Green Jade Tube, gently placing it into Sikong Ling's hand, and said deeply, "I believe Ling'er can definitely win."

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