As Lin Yan was to spar with Fairy Yaoguang in two days, the disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect were all mobilized.
Some went out to search for high-grade healing elixirs, while others went to inquire about Fairy Yaoguang's strength.
They did not know how much of her power Lin Yan could currently wield. If Lin Yan were not injured, that woman would certainly not be her senior sister's match.
It was only because their senior sister was injured that they dared to be so arrogant and challenge her.
Upon learning of the situation, Wang You also sent some qi-replenishing and healing elixirs. Lin Yan thanked him and accepted them.
Seeing her junior disciples and friends worrying about her, Lin Yan felt a pang of guilt. She would compensate them later. She could not reveal her true strength, or it would bring them greater danger.
Thus, Lin Yan went into seclusion in her room for two days. After two days, she arrived at the arena where she had agreed to spar with Fairy Yaoguang.
Lin Yan did not retract her long sword into her dantian but held it in her hand. She chose not to fly on her sword, walking step by step onto the stage.
"Fairy Yaoguang, Wang Shu has answered your challenge!" Lin Yan walked opposite Fairy Yaoguang and bowed.
Lin Yan's aura was still somewhat unstable, indicating to others that her injuries had not fully healed.
Fairy Yaoguang naturally noticed this, which filled her heart with secret delight. She had actually feared that Lin Yan's request for two days was a delay tactic to recover from her injuries.
Yaoguang was worried that she would face a fully recovered Wang Shu today. Seeing Lin Yan, who was still injured, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She suppressed the urge to smile and said, "Fairy Wang Shu, please begin."
She took out her natal weapon, a pipa. Fairy Yaoguang was a sound cultivator, who used music to control her enemies and dance to enchant her opponents.
Such sound cultivation was less effective when dealing with same-sex opponents. Coupled with the fact that her opponent was a sword cultivator of the same sex, it gave her even less of an advantage.
This was also why she wanted to take advantage of the situation. The reputation of this Fairy Wang Shu was immense. By stepping on her fame, she, Yaoguang, would become even more renowned.
Lin Yan had already learned about some of Fairy Yaoguang's commonly used techniques from her junior disciples, and she had a general understanding of her strength.
She felt that even if she only used her mid-Golden Core stage power, she could easily defeat her.
Below the stage, many people had gathered, attracted by the match. Seeing the two beautiful female cultivators on stage, many male cultivators felt that their trip was worthwhile.
After understanding the situation of both parties, many people had even placed bets. The disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect also learned about the odds.
The odds for Yaoguang were 1.5 to 1, while for their senior sister, they were 3 to 1.
Seeing that even the bookies did not seem to have much faith in their senior sister's strength, they all took out their personal savings and bet on their senior sister.
Elder Changyuan also knew that there was a betting booth. He casually handed a storage bag from his waist to a disciple guarding him.
"Bet for me on little Wang Shu as well. Perhaps little Wang Shu can still earn me some money."
"Yes."
The disciple beside him was surprised that their elder would also place a bet. He gratefully accepted the storage bag and ran towards the betting booth.
Elder Changyuan was now seated on a high platform, accompanied by people from other sects. "Changyuan is quite optimistic about that disciple?"
Changyuan smiled but remained silent. Seeing that he could not get any information from him, the elder turned his gaze towards the stage.
The two on stage had already begun to fight. Lin Yan's sword was still sheathed, and Yaoguang's pipa music had already started.
Yaoguang played the pipa beautifully. The music made one's heart restless, and the sound waves flew towards Lin Yan like sharp knives, one after another.
Lin Yan blocked them one by one with the scabbard of her sword, handling them with ease. She was only defending at the moment and did not intend to counterattack.
She now wished to win more splendidly. This way, those who wished to challenge her would have to carefully consider if they wanted to use her name to gain fame.