The younger girl didn't waste anytime, seeing the high density ball of Qi headed at her way, Zhi Ruo activated her newly aquired skill the 'skill capsule'. Slowly, a whistle broke through the air, silencing the crowd that was watching the fight, everyone fought to cover their ears, their cheers muted briefly. A large gacha like container appeared in the air, and Zhi Ruo's eyes watched in odd fascination as numerous runes ran across this gacha like container. Without any warning, this gacha like container that was covered in runes swallowed the attack that was heading her way. The ball of Qi disappeared under the eyes of many, and the gacha container closed with a click. Zhi Ruo realized that the container was slowly shrinking and much like the floating ball of fire beside Zhi Ruo, the container, now looking like a pill floated around her too. It glowed like the ball of Qi that it swallowed. 'So that's why it's called Skill capsule, it literally became a capsule.' Zhi Ruo silently mu

Ravel helped Zhi Ruo clean her hair also, the thick clump of blood fell off without much of a fight under Ravel's skillful ministration. Zhi Ruo's face was prestine underneath her mask, and for a while Ravel caught a glimpse. And he was reminded how much of a peerless beauty his master was.   Ravel may have seen Zhi Ruo's face briefly, and even so, it made him choke on his breath. He inwardly laughed inside his mind. His master was a peerless beauty, he wonders if his master chose to put on her mask to avoid admirers and useless jealousy.    But this thoughts remained unspoken as he tied Zhi Ruo's hair on a knot.    Surprisingly, Zhi Ruo could see through the mask despite it not having any holes. She could even breath freely like there wasn't a mask over her face. She smiled silently and arranged the mask once again out of habit.

The crowd was murmuring near Zhi Ruo's podium, some were even blatantly pointing at her direction, seeming surprised to see that Zhi Ruo was even capable of doing what she was doing— healing. The word healing was used far to vaguely, that when the mortals saw a cultivator 'heal' someone, they could not help but be surprised.Those who were on the path to immortality weren't as surprised as the mortals, though they were still surprised, but it was the diluted surprise tht they felt. They had certainly heard about healing, much like what Zhi Ruo was doing, but it didn't mean that healing 'like that' didn't exist, it was just rare.However the mortals did not share the same sentiment, they only ever heard of healing through mouth to mouth. And through time, things that came from one mouth to another was bound to change eventually. And thus, these kinds of things were spoken as if it was a legend— hushed, unsure, and was there as a reassurance, or t

The contestants that was with Zhi Ruo on the podium died a little when they saw that the young miss was picking a fight out of nowhere. This was especially so with Yu Zhúlín, after all this person was their newly appointed young miss. Their heart cracked a little upon seeing that Zhi Ruo was not stopping anytime soon."What are you doing?!" Huo Feng could not help but mutter, he stood up, wanting to urge Zhi Ruo back down from the railings that she was standing on. But the eyes that zeroed towards his direction from the audience made him broke out in a cold sweat."What's the matter?" Zhi Ruo asked innocently, her tone was leveled as if she did not just do something outrageous. "Why the pale face?" She asked some more, as if putting more gas to the fire to amuse herself. "Young miss, I can't breathe." Yu Zhúlín gasped from the sides. He revealed a tight and helpless smile. "Would you mind?" He motioned at the restraints that