How to Be the Perfect Junior Sister to a Reborn Villain - Chapter 50

Chapter 50 

The ten-day sect competition was nearing its end, yet the situation on the battlefield remained uncertain.

A team of over twenty sword cultivators barely managed to repel one Demon Lord by combining their strength into a sword formation.

Several array cultivators, protected by their sectmates, had joined forces to kill three more Demon Lords.

But there was still one Demon Lord remaining, mercilessly harvesting disciples’ lives across the field.

From the stands, the spectators watched in awe. Even after ten days of continuous battle, Yan Jiuzhi showed no signs of exhaustion. His movements were still clean and sharp, without a hint of sluggishness.

He darted through the encirclement of several demon generals like a shadow slipping between flickering flames swift, fluid, unrestrained.

Those demon generals couldn’t even touch his afterimage, much less land a real strike.

Yet in truth, Yan Jiuzhi wasn’t nearly as relaxed as he looked.

His mind was drawn taut like a bowstring. While dodging the demons’ attacks, he was also executing a heavenly-level movement technique.

Chasing Stars, Seeking the Moon.
Each step left behind a “starlight mark,” which, together with his sword energy, formed invisible killing arrays layer by layer.

In his previous life, there was no way he could have achieved this level of precision and control at the mid Foundation Establishment stage.

Though his bursts of power had always been formidable, his speed and spiritual sense used to fall short. But now…

His eyes narrowed, his focus sharpened. A spark of exhilaration burned within he wanted to see how far he could go on this battlefield.

The five demon generals besieging him were losing patience.
A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, and they still couldn’t take him down?

This damned human was too slippery!

But they weren’t the kind of low-tier rabble to be toyed with. The five demons moved in unison, pooling their demonic energy into a barrier that enclosed Yan Jiuzhi in a pitch-black dome.

Then came the bombardment, no fairness, no restraint, just a storm of strikes crashing down like thunder.

Let’s see if he can survive this.

From the viewing platform, Yan Jiuzhi’s figure disappeared completely inside the swirling darkness of the demonic barrier.

Li Xi shot to her feet in alarm, pacing in panic. “What do we do? What do we do?! Senior Brother’s trapped!”

Lin Ruo and Tao Wen clenched their fists, eyes locked on the battlefield.

Even though they knew their voices couldn’t reach him, Lin Zewu still ran to the railing and shouted, “Third Senior Brother, hang in there! You can win this!”

Li Xi followed suit, yelling at the top of her lungs, “Third Senior Brother, you’ve got this! Victory for Third Senior Brother!”

Jin You echoed after them, “Senior Brother Yan will win!”

Their cheering drew a few strange looks, but no one could really fault them junior disciples being blindly confident in their seniors’ strength was only natural.

“Ah… I think Senior Brother Yan’s probably out,” one disciple muttered doubtfully.

“Yeah, maybe. He’s already done amazingly well he’s the only Foundation Establishment in the match. But fighting multiple demon generals at once? That’s a stretch.”

Most of the audience expected to see Yan Jiuzhi reappear on the viewing platform any moment now, defeated.

Even Wei Yutong began to waver. If it were just one or two Core Formation-level demon generals, she would firmly believe in Yan Jiuzhi’s victory.

But five of them at once? It seemed even the God of Slaughter would meet his match today.

Up on the elders’ dais, however, the expressions of the sect’s ancestors and elders remained composed.
They could see more clearly than the disciples below.

“That movement technique…”

 murmured one elder, eyes gleaming.

 “Could that be Chasing Stars, Seeking the Moon? Seems this disciple has quite the grasp of formations.”

Another elder gasped softly. “It really is Chasing Stars, Seeking the Moon! How many years has it been since we last saw someone use it?”

In the transmission hall, a white-bearded elder was watching too, stroking his beard with a satisfied smile.
“This kid’s got talent. That technique’s been preserved in the hall for tens of thousands of years. He’s the first to truly master it and in such a short time, too.

As for who’ll win… well, that’s still anyone’s guess.”

Sure enough, the moment he finished speaking, the battlefield shifted dramatically.

A surge of sword light exploded around the five demon generals.

Countless blades of light shimmered like starlight in the night sky, so dazzling it was impossible to tell where the swords ended and the light began. In the blink of an eye, the five demon generals were shredded into pieces.

Thick green demonic bl00d mist spread through the air.

The black demonic barrier collapsed with a thunderous roar. Yan Jiuzhi slowly rose to his feet, wiping the bl00d from the corner of his mouth, his expression calm  as though nothing had happened. Then he resumed his attack on the remaining demons.

The disciples around him stood frozen in shock.

Their faces were filled with disbelief.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator had survived the combined assault of five demon generals… and killed them all?

Were they hallucinating from exhaustion?!

Only when a few dazed disciples got sent flying back to the viewing platform by other demons did the rest snap out of it and continue fighting hearts still pounding, minds still reeling.

Who was that man?

He was insanely strong!

The true might of the heavenly-level technique Chasing Stars, Seeking the Moon had been put on full display that day.
Merged with Yan Jiuzhi’s sword intent, sword energy, and understanding of formations, it resonated perfectly with Dao rhythm, its destructive power terrifying beyond belief.

“Ahhh! My Third Senior Brother won! He won!”

Li Xi grabbed Lin Zewu and Xiao Cui, jumping up and down in sheer excitement. Her Third Senior Brother was truly no ordinary man!

Wei Yutong stood there, utterly speechless.

What had she just been thinking?

She had actually doubted the God of Slaughter’s strength?!

After a moment of stunned silence, the stands erupted into shrieks and cheers that nearly shook the mountain.
No one could find the right words for the awe and adrenaline surging through them. All they could do was scream.

But before the excitement could even settle, the last remaining Demon Lord appeared before Yan Jiuzhi.

The cheers died instantly, the sound choking in everyone’s throats as their hearts lurched again.

This Demon Lord was a red-haired demoness with stunning beauty and a dangerously seductive figure. Her eyes, tinged with frost, slanted slightly upward exuding cold indifference and killing intent.

The sheer pressure of her aura was suffocating. The disciples near her staggered under the weight of it, their movements slowing as if time itself thickened.

Array cultivators had only half-finished setting up their formation when she broke away.

 And now she was facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Asking Yan Jiuzhi to lure her toward the array formation would sound absurd…
So absurd it’d earn a slap if anyone said it aloud.

A few sword cultivators near Yan Jiuzhi quickly formed a sword array and charged at the demoness.

But she was far stronger than the other four Demon Lords. Without even looking back, she swung her trident in a single sweeping motion.

 The sword array shattered instantly.

The sword cultivators were sent flying, scattering like broken leaves.

Thankfully, none were knocked out of the battlefield, and they quickly rose again, positioning themselves before Yan Jiuzhi, ready to reform the array.

Yan Jiuzhi froze for a brief moment, glancing at their backs. Quietly, he expanded his divine sense barrier to shield them.

He couldn’t guarantee they wouldn’t be injured, but at least he could ensure they wouldn’t be eliminated immediately.

The red-haired demoness ignored the others entirely. Her cold violet eyes locked onto Yan Jiuzhi like she was looking at an insignificant insect.

Lifting her left hand, she unleashed several blasts of demonic flame. The sword cultivators before Yan Jiuzhi were struck and hurled away in an instant.

Then, without hesitation, she raised her trident.
And thrust it straight toward him.