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"Mwah!" Wen RiLuo let out the moment she pulled away with a string of saliva from her tongue as she smirked down at Wei WuHui.

The latter stood there, frozen as she stared blankly into space because redness creeping up her skin and her eyes literally turning swirls. "A-A-A..."

"Your lip is soft and luscious as I've imagined it to be." Wen RiLuo commented slyly before tilting her head back to avoid an aimed punch, leaping back to distanced herself from the females.

Wei WuHui sneered toward the female Wen with a flustered blush still presented on her face. "I'm going to kill you...!"

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Meanwhile, Lan WangJi and the other sect disciples subtly shuffled away from the raging aura that surrounds their Sect Heir as a dark shadow loom over Lan XiChen's face.

'The scent of vinegar is much larger than before' Lan WangJi thought as he glanced at his glaring brother with a small sweat on his face.

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'She took my first kiss...my FUCKING FIRST KISS!!!' Wei WuHui clenched her jaw furiously as she began sending barrage of punches toward the female Wen. The latter dodging each one effortlessly.

Then, a looming shadow appeared above Wen RiLuo as she looked up before crossing both of her arms over her head, blocking an axe-kick from Nie MingJian's.

'They starting to get serious' she thought as she pushed the female Nie away from her but before she could do anything else, Wen RiLuo felt something sharp wrapped around her neck and other parts of her body.

'I'm trapped' Wen RiLuo glanced to her right, spotting Lan ChunTao standing with her hands holding guqin strings.

"Oh my, using your sect's infamous technique. How bold of you, Lan-Gu Niang." Wen RiLuo smirked, not even faze at the fact that one wrong move can cut into her flesh.

"If you're going to use tricks, then we should be able to, too." Nie MingJian retorted.

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"They got her." Jiang Cheng stated.

"Finally! Now all they have to do is push her out of the ring." Wei WuXian exclaimed.

Nie HuaiSang nodded in agreement before his brows furrowed as his eyes went onto the former's sister. "Does Wei-Gu Niang look off to you?"

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng blinked in confusion at Nie Huaisang's question before following his gaze onto Wei WuHui.

"What do you mea—?" Before Wei WuXian can finish his question, what happened next froze him.

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"Now we can finally end this battle." Nie MingJian pointed out as she began to walk toward the restrained Wen, who still remained calm as her crimson eyes followed the latter with her Cheshire smirk on her face.

"Aack!" Suddenly, a sudden cry erupted from behind as Nie MingJian spun around, her eyes widened at the sight before her.

Wei WuHui's own eyes widened as she clutched her chest where a fiery pain appeared out of nowhere as she began to cough harshly, to the point of the familiar sight of crimson liquid coming out of her lip and staining the platform's floor.

"A-Yang!" Lan ChunTao cried out as she looked over to the latter.

"Mèimei!" Wei WuXian was about to get up and rush to his sister when Jiang Cheng held him back. "Let go of me, Jiang Cheng! I need to go to Mèimei!"

Lan XiChen also shot up from his seat, his face contorted in extreme concern as he tried to control himself. "WuHui!"

"Oh, it must be kicking in now." Wen RiLuo smirked.

"What the fuck did you do?" Nie MingJian cussed as she turned back to the former, her olive green eyes glaring holes into the maiden.

"Oh just a little concoction that I've made before the competition." Wen RiLuo replied casually as she caressed her lip. "A poison that causes a cultivator to experience a temporary Qi deviation."

Every eye all went wide at the new information as they listened in Wen RiLuo's creation.

"What foul play!"

"Now that's just dirty."

"How ruthless."

Lan ChunTao, after hearing about the new poison, immediately released Wen RiLuo as she ran to Wei WuHui's side. Beginning to transfer her spiritual energy into the latter. "Hang in there, A-Yang."

Jiang FengMian stood up from his seat, turning to the Wen announcer with a firm glare. "Stop the match. Now."

The said Wen gazed up to his sect leader, getting a nod, before holding up a hand. "The match ends in a draw. There will be no winners or losers!"

Wei WuHui can feel herself losing consciousness as multiple voices crowd around her. Black spots appearing in her vision before her body sway to the left. The very last thing she saw in her view were the wide smirk on Wen RiLuo's face before it went dark for her.

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(Please correct my translation if I'm wrong and the GIFs and pictures used in this chapter does not belong to me, but their rightful owners)