In her previous life, Bai Ying gave everything she had to the sect—her heart, her soul, her loyalty. But all she got in return was disdain.
Her Master despised her, her senior brothers aban...
Su Yu stumbled out of the house, intending to search for Bai Ying elsewhere.
Just then, the communication talisman of the third junior brother, Liu Qingyue, suddenly lit up.
"Senior Brother, I've found Bai Ying. She's over here at the market."
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When Liu Qingyue saw Bai Ying, his expression was full of impatience.
He was making a hairpin for his junior sister, and it was almost finished when his senior brother called him out to find someone.
This is a complete waste of time.
Liu Qingyue looked at Bai Ying not far away and sneered.
This white firefly is lively and energetic; it doesn't look as weak as my senior brother described.
Moreover, this bastard actually set up a stall here to sell magical artifacts!
This is a market for ordinary people. Apart from some rogue cultivators, what kind of cultivators from legitimate sects would come to a place like this to set up a stall?
That's utterly shameful!
Liu Qingyue walked over, somewhat annoyed, her eyes full of disdain.
This place is littered with rotten vegetable leaves; just walking around here makes you feel nauseous.
He covered his nose with his hand.
I don't know how Bai Ying can stand here so nonchalantly.
Bai Ying was still selling the magical artifacts she had crafted. When she saw someone coming over, she tried to sell them to him, but she didn't expect to hear a strange, sarcastic voice.
"Didn't the sect give you spirit stones? Why are you making a fool of yourself in a place like this!"
Liu Qingyue grabbed Bai Ying's wrist and was about to take her away.
"You've really stooped this low? Selling your wares in a place like this. You shouldn't be like your junior sister. Your self-deprecating attitude is utterly shameful. Come back with me now."
Liu Qingyue always considered herself aloof and never associated with ordinary people, and she especially disliked people from her sect setting up stalls in places like this.
Seeing Bai Ying like this now, he was furious.
Liu Qingyue was eager to take Bai Ying back to teach her a lesson, but Bai Ying pushed him away.
What I do is none of your business.
Bai Ying completely ignored him. She continued to introduce her magical artifacts to the person asking the question.
Liu Qingyue's expression turned even uglier.
Seeing that Bai Ying completely ignored him, he realized that Bai Ying was treating him like he was invisible.
He snatched the magical artifact from Bai Ying's hand and then enveloped it with his spiritual power.
With a "bang," the magical artifact exploded on the spot.
He actually destroyed it right in front of everyone.
"Now that this magical artifact is gone, you can come back with me."
There was a hint of smugness in Liu Qingyue's eyes.
"Bai Ying, let me tell you, don't embarrass me. If you still refuse to come back with me, produce one magical artifact, and I'll destroy one for you. Then, when you have no magical artifacts left, let's see how you sell them!"
Bai Ying was stunned for a moment.
Her eyes were fixed on the fragments of the magical artifact on the ground.
Crafting magical artifacts is not easy. If she hadn't awakened her divine soul, she would never have been able to craft a magical artifact in a place like the Cliff of Contemplation.
In the past, it would have taken her a month to refine such a magical artifact.
But Liu Qingyue destroyed it so easily!
Seeing that Bai Ying didn't react, Liu Qingyue went up and pulled her again. "Come back with me!"
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Bai Ying suddenly reached out and slapped him hard in the chest.
"roll!"
The immense force sent Liu Qingyue staggering back several meters.
Liu Qingyue clutched her chest, utterly incredulous.
"You bastard! You actually hurt me!"
Liu Qingyue was so angry that she trembled all over.
He never imagined that Bai Ying would dare to hurt him!
Liu Qingyue angrily raised the sword in his hand and pointed it at Bai Ying.
"It seems I'll have to teach you a lesson today, or you'll never know your place."
Bai Ying looked at the sword in his hand and couldn't help but laugh.
How ironic.
The same sword that Qin Zijin used to stab her before.
The sword in Liu Qingyue's hand was also forged by her.
They all just pointed the swords she had forged at her.
It's just a pity that she can no longer be hurt by them now.
Bai Ying spread her fingers and softly chanted an incantation. Suddenly, the sword in Liu Qingyue's hand broke free from his control and flew straight towards Bai Ying.
Bai Ying reached out and took the sword, sneering:
"How ridiculous! You actually want to use the magical artifact I crafted to fight me?"
Looking at her empty hands, Liu Qingyue's anger flared up instantly.
"Bai Ying! How dare you place a mark on this sword?"
Liu Qingyue's first thought was that Bai Ying had tampered with the sword she gave him. Otherwise, how could she possibly take back a magical artifact that had already recognized its master?
He didn't know that this was because Bai Ying's divine soul was powerful, and she directly erased his mark on the sword and then took it away.
Bai Ying was too lazy to explain to him.
She raised her sword and then addressed the surrounding rogue cultivators:
"Who wants this sword? Five low-grade spirit stones."
As soon as Bai Ying spoke, everyone around her eyes lit up.
The sword in Bai Ying's hand was a top-grade bone sword; the materials alone were exceptionally expensive, so five low-grade spirit stones were far too cheap.
In an instant, a group of people surrounded Bai Ying.
Liu Qingyue was furious. He gritted his teeth and unleashed his overwhelming aura, "Let's see who dares to buy it!"
Liu Qingyue is already in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, far surpassing these rogue cultivators.
Those who were just shouting that they wanted to buy it, none of them dared to utter a sound.
Liu Qingyue looked at Bai Ying with a hint of provocation.
"Look, can you still sell them?"
"How about this?"
Bai Ying didn't say much, but suddenly a ball of fire shot out from her palm, destroying the sword just like he had destroyed her magical artifact.
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