The First Summoner - Chapter 124

“Yanyan.”

Jiang Xianyue jogged over to Shen Yan, took a third-grade healing pill from her storage space, and held it to Shen Yan’s lips.

“Take this first and recover,” she said with concern.

Shen Yan shook her head. She did not want to accept too many favors from Jiang Xianyue because she did not know if she could ever repay them. She knew herself to be deeply cold-hearted. Were it not for the last of her conscience and sense of responsibility, she probably would not care much even about Father Shen or Shen Huai.

The original Shen Yan had given her the chance to live again.

That was why she wanted to protect the original owner’s family.

Jiang Xianyue pouted unhappily. “Yanyan, you’re always so distant with me.”

Zhuge Youlin leaned over. “You know, you could give it to me instead.”

He opened his mouth.

Jiang Xianyue slapped him across it. With a sharp smack, she said coldly, “You aren’t worthy of eating a pill I refined.”

“Hiss!” Zhuge Youlin clutched his mouth and complained angrily through muffled words. “Fine, I won’t eat it! Why did you have to hit me? You’re so violent that no one will dare marry you!”

“I won’t marry anyone. I’ll take husbands instead.”

Zhuge Youlin’s pupils contracted in disbelief. In all his life, he had never heard a young woman say such a thing.

As the two bickered, Shen Yan silently took out one of the second-grade pills she had bought and swallowed it.

Then she asked them, “Should we decide the victor?”

They both paused.

Zhuge Youlin smiled. “Sure.”

He had long wanted to fight Shen Yan.

Jiang Xianyue hesitated for several seconds. She had originally planned to hand Yanyan her token to crush, but that would be disrespectful. She wanted every token Yanyan crushed to be one she had won through her own strength.

“All right.” Jiang Xianyue nodded.

“Each of us fights for ourselves,” Shen Yan said.

This time, she did not summon an otherworldly beast or the ghost horde. She relied on her movement and sword techniques.

Her cultivation was markedly below both of theirs.

Zhuge Youlin excelled at long-range combat, while Shen Yan and Jiang Xianyue both fought best at close quarters. Whenever he tried to distance himself, the two women attacked him together.

After all, once Zhuge Youlin opened the distance, they would be the ones in danger!

The three fought for dozens of exchanges. Shen Yan was at a slight disadvantage. Unable to bring his own strengths to bear, Zhuge Youlin was eliminated by Jiang Xianyue.

Now, only Shen Yan and Jiang Xianyue remained.

“Yanyan, show me your hidden card. Otherwise, you can’t beat me.” Jiang Xianyue knew that Yanyan was already extremely strong, but she was several minor stages above her and held the advantage in cultivation.

If Yanyan did not reveal her trump card, Jiang Xianyue was confident she could win quickly.

“All right.”

Shen Yan summoned Wuying.

The moment the flood dragon appeared, its terrifying pressure swept over them like a tsunami. There was no evading it. Jiang Xianyue was instantly suppressed, and both the speed and power of her trident fell.

Shen Yan had to eliminate her quickly.

Her spiritual power could not sustain Wuying for long.

Wuying’s strength could not be underestimated. Though usually unreliable, the flood dragon now worked exceptionally hard because Shen Yan had promised: Use your pressure to lock down her movements. Once I break her token, I’ll give you a bottle of healing medicine. If I’m eliminated, you’ll get a beating.

Wuying burst into wild, sinister laughter. “No beast can compare with this sovereign’s pressure, and no human can break it!”

Boom—

Terrifying pressure crushed down on Jiang Xianyue. Pain crossed her face. She planted the trident in the ground to support herself, but before she could counterattack, Shen Yan raced toward her as a sword light struck at the same time.

Crack!

The token shattered!

Jiang Xianyue was eliminated.

Wuying disappeared in the same instant, for Shen Yan no longer had enough spiritual power to sustain the flood dragon.

“Yanyan, I’ll wait for you outside.” Jiang Xianyue smiled, and then the secret realm transported her away.

Shen Yan sagged weakly to one knee. Her right hand gripped the sword planted in the earth, supporting her body. Large drops of sweat fell from her, and her hair was already disheveled.

Blood spread from the corner of her mouth.

She lowered her head and spat it out.

One hour remained before the secret-realm elimination contest ended.

Fewer than ten contestants were still inside.

Shen Yan no longer had the strength to search for them. Her abdominal wound throbbed, likely because it had split open again.

Almost everyone outside the secret realm watched her every move.

Who could have imagined Shen Yan single-handedly eliminating so many top geniuses?

She truly was a dark horse!

The crowd sighed in amazement.

For that final hour, Shen Yan rested quietly against a large tree with her eyes closed, apparently asleep.

The instructors were not deranged enough to keep driving other contestants at her.

An hour later—

Shen Yan opened her eyes. A dark glint flashed through them. When she stood, her body swayed, and she was transported outside.

The moment she emerged, thunderous applause rang out around her, welcoming her and celebrating the end of Western Region Academy’s entrance examination.

The Western Region martial field filled with clamor, cheers, and applause.

The top-one-hundred rankings became final.

Those hundred would be this year’s students at Western Region Academy.

Shen Yan suddenly saw Jiang Xianyue and the Zhuge brothers running toward her.

She smiled faintly at them and sighed inwardly. It was finally over.

“Yanyan, you’re first!”

Jiang Xianyue excitedly linked arms with her, eyes smiling.

Zhuge Youlin grinned and raised a thumb. “You’re amazing.”

Zhuge Weiran smiled. “Congratulations, Second Miss Shen.”

The youths who had failed hung their heads in dejection, looking utterly desolate.

On the raised platform, Dean Xuanyun began announcing the results with a smile. “This year’s entrance examination has concluded, and the top-one-hundred rankings stand before you. This examination has brought this old man surprise after surprise. I am deeply gratified. Children who failed should not grieve too much. You may apply again next year.”

“Now, I will announce the names of those admitted to Western Region Academy. First place: Shen Yan, with one hundred and thirty-three eliminations. Second place: Pei Wusu, with one hundred and twenty-five. Third place: Wen Yuchu, with one hundred and ten.”

“Fourth place: Chi Yue. Fifth: Yu Changying. Sixth: Jiang Xianyue. Seventh: Zhuge Youlin. Eighth: Xiao Zechuan. Ninth: Qiu Yaqian. Tenth: Qi Lingxuan…”

He continued until the hundredth name.

Dean Xuanyun looked toward the youths waiting in the martial field and smiled. “Congratulations to every child whose name was called. You will study at Western Region Academy. In the future, the academy will be your honor, and you will be the academy’s glory.”