Chapter 1905: Little Junior Sister

The purpose of accepting Kong Shiyao as a disciple was to generate the Heavenly Dao Register. Although she had previously taken him as her master, she had not felt genuine gratitude. Now, with her heart stirred with excitement, this heaven-defying divine artifact was indeed successfully formed.

"Rise!"

Helping the girl up, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

With this item, perhaps he could solve the problem facing Kunxu Realm.

"Master!"

"Is this our little junior sister?"

Zhao Ya and the others gathered around, each filled with excitement.

The thunderous impact of breaking through to Ancient Sage had shaken the entire Tianxuan Kingdom. As Ancient Sage experts, Zhao Ya and the others would be foolish not to notice.

"Little junior sister?"

Kong Shiyao's face was full of conflict.

She was the number one genius of Kunxu Realm, a descendant of Confucius... Calling a group of youths younger than herself senior brother and senior sister was truly hard to say.

Just as she was at a loss, she heard Zhang Xuan opposite say: "She's not quite a little junior sister yet. She's not my direct disciple! Just a casually accepted student."

"Casually accepted..." Kong Shiyao's delicate body swayed.

A moment ago, she felt embarrassed about being a little junior sister, but now it turned out she didn't even qualify to be one...

Gritting her teeth in anger, she was about to speak when she saw Zhang Xuan looking at her: "What, do you think I'm humiliating you?"

"I wouldn't dare!" Kong Shiyao gritted her teeth.

Regardless, she was the phoenix of Kunxu Realm. Not even qualifying to be a little junior sister was indeed too insulting.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. I know what you're thinking. Well, this Zhao Ya is my direct disciple. In terms of age, she should be much younger than you!"

Zhang Xuan pointed at Zhao Ya: "Neither of you use weapons, fight purely with strength. If you can win... I'll accept you as a direct disciple, even make you the senior senior sister, no problem!"

"Fine!"

Glancing at the girl not far away, Kong Shiyao raised her delicate brows, her eyes blazing with intense fighting spirit.

The other party was only about seventeen or eighteen, much younger than her. If she couldn't even win against her, what qualification did she have to be a descendant of Confucius?

"Fight well!"

Seeing her agree, Zhang Xuan said nothing more and glanced at Zhao Ya.

"Yes!" Nodding, the girl's delicate body flickered as she arrived at an open space: "Please!"

Kong Shiyao followed closely.

The battle between the two women began directly without much fanfare.

Kong Shiyao did not use her bloodline power, but as a super genius who had broken through to the Dripping Blood Rebirth realm, she effortlessly displayed various martial techniques. Her entire person was like a butterfly, fluttering continuously, radiating dazzling light.

Zhao Ya's physique was fully opened, the sky shrouded in cold air, snowflakes drifting.

Her cultivation, when she ambushed the new Yong Emperor Liu Yang, had just broken through to the early stage of the Hundred Schools of Thought, the second level of Ancient Sage.

Over the past month, with her master's personal guidance and the unreserved supply of Dripping Blood Rebirth Ancient Sage blood, she had reached the peak of this realm.

Although there was a huge gap with Kong Shiyao, relying on her understanding and experience of battle, she was not at a disadvantage in a short time.

After fighting for a while, Kong Shiyao's eyes showed anxiety.

Her cultivation was two minor levels higher, and she was a descendant of Confucius. In a fair fight without using weapons, she couldn't gain any advantage...

How could Zhang Xuan's direct disciple, only seventeen or eighteen, be so powerful?

"No, if this continues, even if I win, it will be a loss..."

If this went on, even if she barely won, it would be no different from losing, given her higher cultivation.

Gritting her silver teeth, Kong Shiyao suddenly changed her footwork, and her palms seemed to multiply in an instant.

Her strongest martial technique, created by Confucius himself for his descendants... Eight-Armed Vajra!

Stumbling back!

Attacked by the technique, Zhao Ya could no longer hold on and retreated repeatedly.

Although the opponent had just broken through, she was an extraordinary figure who had undergone four Ancient Sage tribulations. Coupled with her inherently higher cultivation, if not for her own rich combat experience, Zhao Ya would have failed long ago.

"Don't rush. You're only lacking in strength... Since that's the case, just break through!"

Flicking his finger, Zhang Xuan shot a drop of Void Shattering expert's blood toward Zhao Ya.

Whoosh!

Swallowing the blood into her throat, Zhao Ya's internal power rapidly increased.

Boom!

In less than twenty breaths, she indeed broke through the shackles of the Hundred Schools of Thought and reached the Dripping Blood Rebirth realm.

With her cultivation breakthrough, her power surged overwhelmingly. Kong Shiyao could no longer hold on, was struck in the chest, flew backward, and fell heavily to the ground.

"I lost..."

Pale-faced, Kong Shiyao gritted her silver teeth.

Although she still had many ultimate moves she hadn't used, and in a life-or-death struggle with the help of bloodline power, the opponent would surely be unable to withstand... at this moment, she was too embarrassed to use them.

The opponent's martial techniques, though not as profound as hers, each move pointed directly to the Great Dao, giving a sense of simplicity. Most importantly, she seemed to see the flaws in her own fighting, each strike hitting where she had to defend and couldn't defend.

Earlier, she could rely on higher cultivation to temporarily suppress, but once the opponent's strength also increased, she had no way left.

It could be said... from the start, the match was destined to fail. It was laughable that she dared not admit it!

"How about it? Are you still willing to be the little junior sister?"

Seeing the proudest genius of Kunxu Realm admit defeat from the depths of her heart, Zhang Xuan smiled faintly: "Of course, if you think Zhao Ya is the strongest among them, you can challenge others, but you must suppress your cultivation to fight! Otherwise, it's not fair!"

"This..."

Kong Shiyao looked at the remaining few.

Zheng Yang, Yuan Tao, Wei Ruyan, and the others each had fiery eyes, as if eager to rush over and compete with her, teaching her a lesson.

"No, I'm willing to be the little junior sister..."

Kong Shiyao bowed.

Since these people were all taught by the same master, their fighting styles must be similar. Earlier, she could suppress Zhao Ya by relying on higher cultivation, but facing these few at the same level, she would surely gain no advantage!

She might even lose.

Rather than lose face that way, it was better to admit it directly.

"That's good!"

Seeing her admit it, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled slightly: "Zhao Ya, Zheng Yang, and the rest of you, from today onward, Kong Shiyao is your little junior sister, my ninth direct disciple! From now on, fellow disciples must help each other and never cause internal strife!"

"Yes! We will heed the master's teachings!"

Everyone clasped their fists in unison.

Seeing the descendant of Confucius bow to Zhang Xuan as master, Yan Qing Ancient Sage was speechless. After a long while, he said: "Kong Shiyao has broken through to Ancient Sage and reached the Dripping Blood Rebirth realm. She is qualified to govern Kunxu Realm and the Hundred Schools of Thought..."

Kunxu Realm was originally left by Confucius, so it naturally belonged to his descendants.

All these years, he had exercised power only as a temporary steward!

Now that Kong Shiyao had fully grown, it was time to return the authority.