Chapter 58 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 58 Wei Zhao wanted to go back and check on Song Wei Zhi when she heard Zhou Qing Xue's voice, "Just looking at your master, I haven't lost yet." Wei Zhao looked at Song Wei Zhi in the distance and then at Zhou Qing Xue. She decided to stay. Otherwise, Miss would bring this up again. Song Wei Zhi was completely leaning on Song Zhi Xia. The composure she had on the sparring field was now gone, and after being injured and forcefully channeling her spiritual power, her consciousness was now a little fuzzy. Song Zhi Xia supported Song Wei Zhi to prevent her from slipping and flew rapidly on her sword. After a few moments, they finally returned to their residence. Song Wei Zhi had already fallen into unconsciousness. Song Zhi Xia gently laid her on the bed, wiped her tears, and forced herself to calm down. She lightly placed her palm on Song Wei Zhi's back, continuously channeling her spiritual power into her body. After a few moments, Song Wei Zhi gradually opened her eyes and saw the young girl by the bed with red eyes. She wanted to raise her hand to wipe her tears, but found that she couldn't move. She had used up 400 points to exchange for medicine, and she finally felt a little better. "Xia Xia, help me up," Song Wei Zhi smiled faintly. Seeing Song Wei Zhi speak, the young girl carefully helped her up, "Senior Sister, how are you feeling? Does it still hurt?" Song Wei Zhi shook her head, "I'm fine, I just need to meditate and recover for a while." The young girl watched as Song Wei Zhi closed her eyes to regain her strength. She could only obediently watch over Song Wei Zhi, fearing that something might happen to her. She waited for a long time until she opened her eyes, and it was almost midnight. "Senior Sister, how are you feeling?" The young girl asked with concern as she approached. "It's all good," Song Wei Zhi replied with a smile. It took her most of the day to absorb the effects of the system's medicine, and her injuries had mostly healed. But the young girl, upon hearing Song Wei Zhi say this, still frowned. Song Wei Zhi embraced her and asked softly, "What's wrong? What's troubling you, my little one?" Leaning gently on Song Wei Zhi's shoulder, the young girl said, "Senior Sister, let's leave here. Find a random small town, I don't want to stay here anymore." "I don't like it here either, but Xia Xia, we haven't retrieved your belongings yet. Without it, the chick is not complete. Let's leave as soon as we get the fragment of the soul. Okay?" "Senior Sister, I'm really scared of something happening tomorrow. I just hope we both stay safe and sound," the young girl tightened her grip on Song Wei Zhi's arm. "I promise my Xia Xia, I will protect myself well. Today's incident won't happen again, okay? When we obtain the third fragment of the soul, we will leave immediately." Song Zhi Xia glanced at Song Wei Zhi and nodded. However, for some reason, even though she slept in Song Wei Zhi's arms at night, she couldn't rest easy. She woke up several times from her dreams. Even lying next to Song Wei Zhi, she still missed her immensely. The next morning was the regular competition day for the martial arts tournament, and there were only eight people left. After the participants drew their opponents, Song Wei Zhi was matched with a female disciple from the Lingjiang Sect, while Song Zhi Xia was matched with Wei Zhao. The female disciple from Lingjiang Sect had reached the completion stage of the Yuan Ying realm, a whole realm higher than Song Zhi Xia, but she did not pose much of a challenge. As expected, Song Zhi Xia lost the match. During the match between Song Wei Zhi and Wei Zhao, the latter chose to forfeit directly. The match held no value for her; she had participated only to provide extra protection for her master to acquire the fragment of the soul. So, Wei Zhao's abstention caused a sensation. Throughout the history of the martial arts tournament, no one had ever forfeited in the final stages. Zhou Ye Ran's expression was not great. He had also heard about Wei Zhao and his daughter's matter recently. If Wei Zhao could make it to the finals, he could meet his beloved disciple, Qi Ying Zhe. Then, the soul fragment would be within his grasp. "Wei Zhao, this is no child's play. There is no one in the martial arts tournament who would directly give up the competition," Zhou Ye Ran's expression was grim as he stared at Wei Zhao. "I've made up my mind. In what competition is quitting not allowed?" Wei Zhao said, then nodded towards Song Wei Zhi and walked off the arena. The referee looked towards Gao Cheng Xuan's position, and seeing him nod, announced Song Wei Zhi's victory. Zhou Qing Xue's heart was filled with mixed feelings. Wei Zhao didn't even compete for her master. She could see that her father was not happy. The final four contestants were Song Wei Zhi, Qi Ying Zhe, the female disciple from the Lingjiang Sect, and a male disciple from the Xuantian Sect. Song Wei Zhi was matched with the female disciple, Yue Luo, from the Lingjiang Sect, while Qi Ying Zhe faced a male disciple from the Xuantian Sect. The first match was between Song Wei Zhi and Yue Luo from the Lingjiang Sect. Song Wei Zhi was at the completion stage of the initial Dan realm, but had secretly reached the completion of the Nascent Soul realm, making her unfazed despite facing Yue Luo who was a whole realm lower. While Yue Luo exhibited remarkable water-based abilities, her sword seemed to carry the might of surging waves. Despite the lack of a nearby body of water, the mist from Yue Luo's sword surged towards Song Wei Zhi. However, she effortlessly dispelled the mist with her sword, Endless Twilight. She then channeled her spiritual power into her blade and swiftly attacked Yue Luo. Yue Luo could only raise her sword to block, but the difference in their realms was too great. With just one move, Song Wei Zhi forcefully sent Yue Luo flying. Yue Luo suffered only minor injuries, but she realized she was no match for Song Wei Zhi. The elder from the Yufeng Valley, who had clashed with Song Wei Zhi the previous day, felt even more uncomfortable. He had thought Song Wei Zhi had only reached the completion stage of the initial Dan realm. However, after receiving her real strike, he was surprised that she could win so calmly today. On the other hand, Qi Ying Zhe also won easily. After exchanging a dozen or so moves, he defeated the male disciple from the Xuantian Sect. This set the stage for the showdown between Song Wei Zhi and Qi Ying Zhe. "Master Zhou, it seems like your sect has many talented disciples," Gao Cheng Xuan sat in his seat, smiling. Zhou Ye Ran quickly stood up and replied, "Your Highness, it's just a stroke of luck for a few of our disciples." Gao Cheng Xuan smiled and asked, "So, Master Zhou, who do you think will win?" Zhou Ye Ran's gaze swept over Song Wei Zhi and Qi Ying Zhe. He had hoped for Qi Ying Zhe's victory, and that's what he said, "I think my disciple, Qi Ying Zhe, will win." Gao Cheng Xuan smiled at Zhou Ye Ran without answering, and his gaze turned to the two on the stage. At this moment, Song Wei Zhi and Qi Ying Zhe had already saluted and stood still. With the signal to start, Qi Ying Zhe calmly wielded his sword. As a cultivator with a Golden Element single spiritual root, his sword carried a heavy and ornate feeling. This gave his opponents a sense of being unable to dodge or escape his attacks. Song Wei Zhi remained unperturbed. Having observed Qi Ying Zhe's previous matches, she recognized him as an exceptional cultivator and near-perfect in his understanding of techniques. However, ultimately, cultivation depended on one's realm and the quantity of spiritual power. So, she was not afraid of him. She held her Twilight Lament in front of her, mitigating Qi Ying Zhe's relentless offense with seemingly effortless moves. The audience below held various discussions: "Do you think who will win?" "I think it's still Qi Senior Brother, universally recognized as a cultivation prodigy. Look at how calmly he wields his sword." "It's not necessarily so. Look at Song Wei Zhi, gracefully warding off his attacks. Qi Senior Brother can't achieve that level of fluidity in his swordplay. I think she's the dark horse of this competition." "What do you know? I don't believe Song Wei Zhi, a newcomer, can defeat Qi Ying Zhe Senior Brother. He's the talent sought after by all sects." "Hey, after the last fight, didn't Song Wei Zhi also rise to fame? She even took a hit from a Nascent Soul realm elder, while he is at the combination period realm. I think she will be the strongest Dan Golden cultivator in the Southern Ming continent. How many Nascent Soul cultivators can a Golden Dan one defeat?" However, the two on the stage paid no attention to the discussion below. Song Wei Zhi's use of spiritual power and the speed of her swordplay increased. Qi Ying Zhe began to struggle. This surprised Qi Ying Zhe. He had thought that Song Wei Zhi was equally matched with him. But it turned out she could push him to such an extent. He dared not lose focus, concentrating solely on his swordplay. Song Wei Zhi, not wanting to invite trouble, focused all her spiritual power into Twilight Lament and swiftly thrust it toward Qi Ying Zhe. Although it seemed gentle, it harbored layers of lethal intent. Qi Ying Zhe retreated several steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He signaled the referee, "There's no need to continue. I admit defeat." He wiped the blood from his lips and said to Song Wei Zhi, "Song Junior Sister, the student surpasses the master. You are the hope of my Cold Mountain Sword Sect. I thoroughly enjoyed this match; I have learned from it." Song Wei Zhi nodded and replied, "I was just lucky. Thank you, Senior Brother Qi, for your guidance." In the distance, Gao Cheng Xuan smiled and said to Zhou Ye Ran beside him, "Master Zhou, your disciples are very impressive; they are not to be underestimated." "Your Highness, you exaggerate. Compared to Your Highness, they are not as competent in the path of cultivation," Zhou Ye Ran replied. Gao Cheng Xuan smiled and held a square box in his hand. He rose into the air and landed on the stage. He smiled at the two and said to Song Wei Zhi, "As such, the winner of this martial arts competition is Song Wei Zhi. This is the reward, the Xuan Bird's fragment of the soul." Gao Cheng Xuan opened the box and displayed to everyone the shining yellow gas, the fragment of the soul. Gao Cheng Xuan handed the box to Song Wei Zhi. "Thank you, Your Highness," Song Wei Zhi said and then turned to leave. In an instant, she and Song Zhi Xia disappeared. 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