Unexpectedly, Qingyun used this very move to defeat him.

Ignoring Elder He, who was still pestering her to become his disciple, Qingyun slowly walked towards Lin Yuhao.

Lin Yuhao stared blankly. He moved his eyes and looked at Qingyun, who was walking towards him. Ignoring his injuries, he asked, "Why? Why didn't you fight back when I abused you and destroyed your dantian? Why didn't you fight back! Your cultivation is clearly so profound! Why!"

Those in the audience were shocked. What did Lin Yuhao say he did? He abused Qingyun and destroyed her dantian?

Nie Chenyuan, standing in the private room, heard everything clearly. He had guessed to some extent beforehand, but hearing it now still made his heart clench. He felt immense heartache for Qingyun and even more intense hatred for Lin Yuhao.

Qingyun did not answer his question, but looked down at him and asked him the same question.

How does it feel to suffer a crushing defeat in the very place where you first rose to fame?

Lin Yuhao instantly understood Qingyun's meaning, his heart filled with hatred. This person wanted to toss him high into the air and then slam him down hard, wanting to see him defeated in this place, under the watchful eyes of thousands, by his signature move! What a ruthless heart, what an incredibly patient character!

Qingyun surveyed the entire venue. Indeed, this was the starting point for Lin Yuhao's rise to fame and success, but it was also the beginning of Qingyun's suffering. Back then, Qingyun, not yet eighteen, watched her father be defeated and her mother abandon her family here, only to have her dantian destroyed and die a tragic death.

Qingyun and Lin Yuhao's lives both took a turn here for the first time, so why not turn it a second time?

With a cold gaze, Qingyun slowly squatted down, realizing that the score for destroying Qingyun's dantian had not yet been settled.

"Qingyun! Stop!"

Lin's mother, panting, ran down the stairs and stopped Qingyun's behavior in front of the arena.

Qingyun squatted down next to Lin Yuhao and turned to look at Lin's mother.

"Mother?"

Upon hearing this address, Lin's mother felt that there was hope. She caught her breath and gave Qingyun a gentle yet helpless expression, half crying and half laughing: "Qingyun, listen to your mother and come down. The competition is over. I know you are very good."

"Yuhao is your older brother. Haven't you always wanted an older brother since you were little? So let's not let the entanglements of the previous generation continue into the next, okay?"

"Mom, you..." Qingyun looked at Lin's mother and let out a long sigh. His eyes reflected an unusual light, and he seemed to have calmed down a little.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingguo's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips. As long as the green hills remain, there's always hope. If Qingyun releases Lin Yuhao, then with Lin Yuhao's talent, he can definitely rise from the ashes.

Nie Songping looked at the screen and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

He picked up his teacup, lowered his head, and took a small sip to conceal the sigh in his eyes. In his view, Qingyun was excellent in every way, and her cultivation was unparalleled; however, her biggest flaw was her youth.

"Young people are just too soft-hearted..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a scream pierced the air, startling him so much that he spilled a cup of tea all over his face.

Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, her composure unwavering. Seeing this, Nie Chenyuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, a hint of admiration welling up within him for the young man beneath him.

"Brother Nie?"

The calls outside the door continued, and the faint sound of the door opening could be heard. Nie Chenyuan stood up slightly and said in a hoarse voice to the door, "Yuhao, you're going to ruin my good time if you come in now."

Lin Yuhao peeked through a crack at the two figures intertwined on the sofa and couldn't help but reveal a slightly disdainful smile. So easily captivated by beauty, the Nie family would probably not fare well in Nie Chenyuan's hands. Better to use them for his own purposes.

He closed the door, put his arm around his female companion, and turned to leave: "Brother Nie is probably busy right now, let's say hello to him later."

The aura of Heaven slowly receded until it dissipated.

Qingyun dared not relax, and still focused her attention by probing out a wisp of her divine sense to monitor Lin Yuhao's movements.

"Haven't you touched it enough?"

Nie Chenyuan leaned close to Qingyun's ear and hummed softly.

Qingyun snapped out of her daze, kicked Nie Chenyuan off the sofa, and got up to walk toward the bathroom.

Nie Chenyuan sat on the floor, utterly bewildered: "You're using me and then throwing me away, crossing the river and then burning the bridge?"

The aura of the Heavenly Dao has completely withdrawn from this world.

Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly washed the blood off her body and the places Nie Chenyuan had touched under the drizzling water.

He was cautious by nature, and although he seemed much more relaxed at the moment, he secretly used his divine sense to carefully examine the man on the sofa outside.

"You are... Nie Chenyuan?"

Qingyun asked tentatively, enunciating the three words "Nie Chenyuan" very clearly between her lips.

Nie Chenyuan raised an eyebrow and looked at him in surprise. He chuckled softly, rubbing his forehead, "You know me?"

As expected.

When Heaven tried to kill him, Qingyun forced himself to absorb a small amount of Heaven's energy to fake his death. After all, there is a difference between the energy used to injure him and the energy used to kill him; even this small amount of energy almost caused Qingyun's demise.

However, there is still a source of energy in Qingyun's soul, which was planted by the Heavenly Dao to control him and lead him to reincarnation.

These two energies collided and merged at a crucial moment, eventually recombining with Qingyun's soul, giving his soul some strange abilities.

That's how he was able to escape into this small world without any hindrance. Not only that, Qingyun's soul was even able to invade the rules set up by the Heavenly Dao, providing him with information about the world's trajectory and some of the characters.

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