The Legend of Divine Destiny
LTI 77 - Eight Names

Feng Erlong won the match easily, as did Bing Jinxia, Chi Rong and Ju Xiulan.

On the bench, Shen Lao sat beside Chi Rong, as the two were chatting, Ju Xiulan appeared behind Shen Lao and hugged the young man's body from behind.

“Hey, do you remember me?” Ju Xiulan whispered softly in Shen Lao's ear and made the young man close his eyes.

Chi Rong stared coldly at Ju Xiulan and released a chill that made Ju Xiulan's right hand freeze.

“Are you a cheap woman who easily hugs the man from-” Chi Rong does not continue her words because in the martial world no one knows herself as Shen Lao's first wife has even conceived Shen's child Lao.

Ju Xiulan stared fiercely at Chi Rong and released a deep energy that made the ice in her right hand shatter.

“What's your problem? Did you say this young man was your man? Hihi, that is impossible because your sect forbids to get in touch with men right?” Ju Xiulan mocked Chi Rong until the two stared fiercely and released an aura of rivalry.

Bing Jinxia who saw that let out a long sigh, but before long his eyes were fixed on Ju Xiulan whom he had never heard before.

‘Who is that woman? Other than Brother Shen and Sister Chi, he is an opponent to watch out for.’ Bing Jinxia felt a faint aura of Ju Xiulan that made his body have difficulty breathing.

“Ju Xiulan, we don't know each other. So shut up and step away four feet from me.” Shen Lao did not want Chi Rong to dissolve in emotions, because after all the woman from the Blue Moon Palace was his first wife especially he was worried about the condition of the womb in Chi Rong's stomach.

“Are you sure you're expelling a woman like me? I am no less beautiful than the Flower Fairy and the Snow Goddess. Besides, mine is bigger than the woman sitting next to you.” Ju Xiulan insinuated Chi Rong and looked down at the woman from the Blue Moon Palace.

“Dragon your mouth, Sister Ju!” Chi Rong was infuriated with every provocation of Ju Xiulan.

“Listen, he is my husband!” Chi Rong suppressed her voice about Shen Lao who was her husband.

Ju Xiulan laughed hearing that, “Well, Laolao, is this woman dreaming?”

Shen Lao was silent for quite a while as Ju Xiulan patted him on the shoulder, She Bai shortly mentioned his name and he stood up slowly then looked coldly at Ju Xiulan.

Ju Xiulan's body suddenly stiffened hearing the confession from Shen Lao's mouth directly, even after she saw Chi Rong's expression blushing in shame, she immediately stomped her feet venting her frustration.

“Saudari Chi, don't be happy just yet, because we don't know in the future. It could be Laolao would glance at me.” Ju Xiulan left Chi Rong after saying so.

Ju Xiulan's hands clenched and her cold face added to the impression of her beauty.

‘Sorry, but the young man surnamed Shen will die in my hands Ju Xiulan sat down and joined the swordsman from the Ancient Flower who called out to him.

While the sunlight was rising, Shen Lao made his first debut competing in the Peach Flower Tournament with ease.

After Shen Lao competed, She Bai called out Mu Shang's name and the representative of the Ancient Flower.

Mu Shang won the match after exchanging more than ten moves. Then the names Shen Lao, Chi Rong, Bing Jinxia, Ju Xiulan, Mu Shang and Feng Erlong were recalled until the preliminary round leaving eight names.

The final match of the preliminary round brought together Shen Lao and Jing Xiyao. Shen Lao faced off against the granddaughter of the Peach Valley Patriarch, Jing Taohen.

Jing Xiyao actually had a slick performance at the preliminaries, but it was a pity for the seventeen-year-old to face Shen Lao at the final preliminaries.

Jing Xiyao had a knowledge far below Shen Lao, but the girl had a determination that left Shen Lao stunned. Because after an exchange of moves and a clash of attacks, Shen Lao realized Jing Xiyao had a condition where the girl could not develop into a swordsman.

Shen Lao defeated Jing Xiyao after dropping the sword the girl was holding. Even after losing though, Jing Xiyao considered herself to be lacking in training, seeing a girl who was the same age as her had such an attitude amazed Shen Lao.

This year became the year of the golden generation of the Peach Flower Valley, where three young warriors aged a dozen years qualified for the last eight.

“Congratulations for the eight names whose names are written!” She Bai released a deep energy, then locked it in the stomach before spitting out a fire that formed the writing of the eighth name of the participants of the Peach Flower Tournament who will compete tomorrow.

Bing Jinxia, Chi Rong, Dao Xhialun, Feng Erlong, Hao Fan, Ju Xiulan, Mu Shang and Shen Lao. Those were the eight names that qualified for the last eight of the Peach Flower Tournament.