An Anonymous Immortal Grants You a Top-Tier Dao Companion - Chapter 1

Chapter 1

On the day of the Sect Tournament, my Junior Brother Qi Yuan beat me until I coughed up blood.

Qi Yuan said, “Senior Sister, fighting you is so boring. Kneel down and beg me for mercy. Say your skills are inferior to mine and that you willingly admit defeat, and I’ll let you off. What do you say?”

In this sect, full of experts, I was a thorough good-for-nothing with a damaged spiritual root, and people had always looked down on me.

Just as I was about to speak, a bizarre translucent banner suddenly flashed before my eyes.

“Anonymous Immortal: What are you scared of? Hit him.”

I stared blankly for a moment. Then one translucent banner after another flashed past, so fast it made my head spin.

“Anonymous Immortal grants you a top-tier mutant spiritual root, duration: half an hour.”

“Anonymous Immortal grants you a defeat-the-enemy combat buff.”

“Anonymous Immortal grants you a level-eight weapon enchantment.”

“Anonymous Immortal grants you Feng Aotian’s pride.”

“Anonymous Immortal grants you dark makeup.”

After the last banner vanished, my fingernails turned sharp and long, a terrifying blood-red color.

When I used my sword blade as a mirror, I saw that my face had been done up with smoky eye makeup and a grotesquely bright red lipstick fit for eating children.

Even stranger, a fierce urge suddenly welled up in my chest-an overwhelming desire to grind Qi Yuan beneath my feet.

…Could this urge be the legendary pride of Feng Aotian?

There was no time to think. I had already drawn my sword, leaped up, and swung down hard at Qi Yuan’s head!

In an instant, heaven and earth changed color, wind and clouds surged, and a crushing force came roaring down!

Alarm flashed across Qi Yuan’s face. He raised a hand to block, but his life-bound sword was chopped in half.

He fell to the ground and coughed up great mouthfuls of blood, his eyes full of disbelief.

I lifted my leg and planted my foot on his chest.

Looking down from above, my eyes ached from the glare of the sword’s frost-white blade.

“You lost,” I said coldly, lowering my gaze to him. “Qi Yuan, in front of me, remember to keep your tail tucked between your legs.”

Qi Yuan: “…”

A deathly silence fell. Everyone stared at me in shock. Even Master, who was always so steady, had risen from his seat.

He asked, “Su Jiuyuan, what kind of evil art have you been practicing?!”

I said, “…”

What did I do to deserve this?

Then, as soon as he finished speaking, a fire-red phoenix descended from the sky, cried out once, landed on my shoulder, and carried me away flying off.