Transmigrated into a heretical cultivator, leading all the villains to ascension.

Chapter 180 The Little Princess of the Mandala Flower Clan

The little princess looked on with suspicion, her eyes fixed on Chen Wan'er.

With a slight upturn of his lips and a hint of disdain, he said:

"A life-or-death friendship? Ha, tell me, just how exactly does it mean?"

Chen Wan'er remained calm, smiled gently, and replied in a flat tone:

"It's really nothing big, it's just that I helped him kill someone."

Upon hearing this, the little princess's eyes showed even greater suspicion.

She crossed her arms and said dismissively:

"You're just a Nascent Soul cultivator. Why would someone like Brother Xuan need your help?"

Or are you just making things up to inflate your own value?

Upon hearing this, Chen Wan'er was secretly delighted. Wasn't this the opportunity she had been waiting for?

At that moment, she said calmly:

"If the young princess doesn't believe me, she can have her men compete with me."

But if I win, you have to promise me one thing.

Upon hearing this, the little princess became even more convinced that the female cultivator in front of her was just putting on an act and trying to take advantage of the situation.

She had seen many people like this among the Datura flower clan.

If she dares to negotiate on her own turf, then we'll have to see if she has the power to do so.

The little princess curled her lips into a cold smile and said:

"Fine, I'll grant your wish. Let's see what you're really made of."

As soon as the words were spoken, a flower fairy at the late Nascent Soul stage strode out from the crowd.

The flower fairy's petal-shaped clothing fluttered in the wind, and her eyes revealed arrogance and disdain.

Upon seeing this, Ye Lingyu and the others were immediately enraged.

They knew perfectly well that Chen Wan'er was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, yet the other side had sent a flower demon at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

This is clearly bullying; they're taking advantage of the fact that the other side is outnumbered and weak, trying to intimidate them.

"Junior sister, don't agree to them. We can just leave. There's no need to put up with this humiliation."

Ye Lingyu urged anxiously.

Chen Wan'er, however, remained calm and gently comforted Lin Qingxue, saying:

"Seventh Senior Sister, don't worry, don't you trust my strength?"

She knew in her heart that she had to show these people her strength so that they would not dare to underestimate her in the future.

The two entered the arena one after the other, and as soon as they stepped in, the flower demon in the late Nascent Soul stage couldn't wait to launch an attack.

I saw her quickly making seals with her hands and muttering something.

Instantly, a powerful surge of mental energy swept towards Chen Wan'er like a raging tide.

This spiritual power is mixed with the unique allure and corrosive power of the datura flower.

Once struck, the soul will suffer severe damage.

However, the flower fairy never expected that she would run into a tough opponent this time.

Chen Wan'er's soul was already extremely powerful, especially after she began cultivating the Reincarnation Technique.

Their mastery of mental power has reached a level of unparalleled skill.

I felt that surging spiritual power rushing towards me.

Chen Wan'er showed no fear whatsoever; instead, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

She deliberately relaxed her mind, pretending to be outmatched, and allowed the opponent's mental power to invade her consciousness.

Seeing that her mental attack had succeeded so easily, the flower fairy couldn't help but feel secretly pleased, thinking that Chen Wan'er was nothing special.

Taking advantage of Chen Wan'er's "distraction," she further intensified her mental output, attempting to crush Chen Wan'er's soul in one fell swoop.

Just as the flower fairy lowered her guard and went all out.

A cold glint flashed in Chen Wan'er's eyes, and she made a decisive move.

Her spiritual power erupted instantly within her sea of ​​consciousness, like a sleeping dragon awakening.

With overwhelming force, they launched a counterattack against the invading spiritual power.

At the same time, she cleverly severed the connection between the flower demon and the invading spiritual power using the unique method of the Reincarnation Technique.

All of this happened so suddenly that the flower fairy had no time to react.

He felt the connection between himself and the outward-emitting spiritual power being severed instantly, and a strong backlash suddenly struck.

She felt a sharp pain in her head, as if countless steel needles were piercing her at the same time.

A sweet taste rose in his throat, and with a "whoosh," he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The flower fairy stared at Chen Wan'er in disbelief, her eyes filled with terror and astonishment.

The other members of the Shadowmoon Faction only saw the two standing still, surrounded by an invisible pressure.

Suddenly, the flower fairy coughed up blood without warning, and everyone was stunned.

Judging from the situation, it's clear that their junior sister has won.

Chen Wan'er smiled calmly, cupped her hands slightly to the flower fairy, and said, "You flatter me."

Then, she turned around with an air of profound mystery and walked to the side with steady steps.

He left everyone with a mysterious and powerful silhouette.

"Princess, your subordinate is incompetent and has been defeated by her."

The defeated flower fairy knelt on one knee, her head bowed low, her voice filled with frustration and self-blame.

The little princess frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes, and she snorted coldly:

"It's alright, this human female cultivator must be cunning and have some powerful magic treasure hidden on her."

After speaking, she turned to look at Steward Hua, her eyes narrowed slightly, and whispered some instructions.

She secretly vowed to prove herself, refusing to believe that she couldn't defeat a mere human cultivator on her own Mandala Flower Clan's territory.

Before long, another demon stepped onto the stage.

Judging from his physique, this man was broad-shouldered and muscular.

It exudes a wild power, clearly unlike the flower fairy lineage.

Chen Wan'er was secretly delighted when she saw this, as she preferred to spar with opponents of this strength.

After all, a simple mental attack is not enough to completely subdue these proud and arrogant demons.

This demon, at the late Nascent Soul stage, looked at Chen Wan'er with disdain and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Hey, you human over there, hurry up and get your weapon out."

I don't want to smash you to pieces with one punch.

"Alright, then I'll grant your wish."

With a mysterious smile on her lips, Chen Wan'er reached into her hair and took out a pair of large iron hammers.

The pair of hammers landed steadily, and they were even taller than her, instantly blocking Chen Wan'er's petite figure.

The demons on the other side were taken aback when they saw this.

I really didn't expect that this seemingly weak human girl would wield such a powerful weapon.

But it was only a brief moment of surprise; in their deeply ingrained belief, humanity was still weak and vulnerable.

At that moment, the demon clan thought of taking this opportunity to show off their strength in front of the princess.

"How about this, you go first, and I'll let you have a chance."

The demon raised his chin, his eyes filled with contempt and confidence, and looked at Chen Wan'er provocatively.

Chen Wan'er raised an eyebrow and asked with a strange expression, "Are you sure?"

The demon nodded emphatically, his confident demeanor suggesting he had victory in the bag.

Having received a positive reply, Chen Wan'er no longer hesitated.

He gripped the large iron hammer tightly with both hands, exerted his strength, and charged forward like a cheetah.

With a swift movement, she swung her massive iron hammer, bringing it with tremendous force, and smashed it down on her opponent.

A loud "bang" resounded, like a bolt from the blue, and the entire area shook.

The demon had no time to defend itself before being sent flying into the sky by the iron hammer.

His figure shrank rapidly in the astonished gazes of the crowd, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

If she weren't currently in the Mandala Flower Clan, she would have sent this arrogant fool straight to the Western Paradise.