Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Sikong Miao would spout nonsense again. After seeing Sikong Miao, he was certain that she was from another faction of the Divine Emperor Family. Her purpose was obvious: to seize the fortune of the Nine Provinces.

The destiny of the Nine Provinces has already recognized a master. There are only two ways: either kill yourself and wait for the destiny of the Nine Provinces to re-coalesce before recognizing a master again; or incorporate him into the clan and let the destiny of the Nine Provinces bless the entire clan.

In other words, Sikong Miao was only there for a marriage alliance.

"Let's get it tested first!"

The others weren't too excited about Sikong Miao's conditions. The quality of the cauldron was still uncertain, and it would be too inappropriate to start a fight now.

"Apostle, do you want to fight me?" Sikong Miao indeed took a liking to Jiang Yuan, and stared at him after stating her conditions.

"Save your breath, that thing doesn't belong to your Divine Emperor Family!" Jiang Yuan was speechless. This was the second time the Divine Emperor Family had caused him trouble. If it weren't for the powerful figures behind them, he would have already taken them all down. There was no way they would dare to harass him like this.

"You are also a descendant of the Divine Empress, wouldn't our union be a double blessing?" Sikong Miao had come prepared, knowing that Jiang Yuan possessed the genes of the Three Emperors.

"Do you know who it was that coveted my things last time, from your Divine Emperor family?" Jiang Yuan asked with a faint smile.

“Ji Tian? Or perhaps Suirenyi!” Sikong Miao pursed her lips as she looked at Jiang Yuan.

"Looks like you don't understand it thoroughly enough! Remember, next time you want to ask me for that thing, remember to bring Mi Tan'er. Maybe I'll give her some pointers since she called me 'brother' a few times!" Jiang Yuan's killing intent inadvertently leaked out, and instantly the dense, materialized killing aura pressed down on everyone present.

This is killing intent, the killing intent of the strongest killing path! After condensing the Demon Blood Elf, he can crush people below the fifth rank just by relying on his killing intent, so you can imagine how strong his killing intent is.

"apostle!"

Liu Zhaodi suddenly appeared beside Jiang Yuan and grabbed his wrist. "There are too many people here, be a little more restrained!"

"Alright, I will definitely listen to what Miss Liu says!" Jiang Yuan had not intended to release his killing intent, but the lack of divine power caused his killing intent to be inadvertently leaked.

In the end, Sikong Miao's cauldron fell into Jiang Yuan's hands, and he began to appraise it. After a deep examination by the Heavenly Eye, he obtained the results.

Sikong Yunding, Rank: Void Spirit, Quality: Perfect, Effect: Increases the success rate of refining Spirit-grade pills by 20%.

Jiang Yuan saw the effects of the Sikong Yunding. Although he was tempted, it wasn't enough to make him pay any other price.

"Well, Apostle, do you want to exchange a few moves with me?" Sikong Miao recovered from her stunned state and became the proud little princess again.

Do you like this?

Jiang Yuan intended to ignore Sikong Miao, but Liu Zhaodi walked up to him, pointed at Sikong Yunding, and asked him a question.

"Liking something doesn't necessarily mean you have to own it!" Jiang Yuan said meaningfully.

"That's you! I, Liu Zhaodi, must have what I like!" Liu Zhaodi gave Jiang Yuan a serious look, as if to say that his methods of persuading girls were incredibly low-class.

"Hey, no..."

"I challenge you!" Liu Zhaodi's dual-elemental energy surged, and her battle-ready gaze fixed directly on Sikong Miao.

"you?"

Sikong Miao looked Liu Zhaodi up and down, then shook her head and said, "If we're talking about looks, you might win by a narrow margin! But in terms of combat strength, I can only say that you're just a pretty face, you'd break at the slightest touch!"

She was very confident, which stemmed from the strength of her powerful family background. From a young age, she had access to things that ordinary people could never access, and the scions of families like the Liu family, which started out in business, were no match for her.

"So, are you going to answer or not?" Liu Zhaodi said sternly.

"Apostle, are you sure you want me to make a move on your little girlfriend?" Sikong Miao said with a smile.

"Zhao Di, she's here to cause trouble, and you're still fooling around with her?" Jiang Yuan was worried about Liu Zhao Di's intelligence.

"Elven bloodline!"

Liu Zhaodi activated her bloodline and retreated, stopping only when she reached an open space. "Come on, let's see who shatters with a single touch!"

"Then I'll show you the difference between a scion of a minor family and a true aristocratic family!" Sikong Miao stood up and flew towards Liu Zhaodi.

The battle broke out instantly. The arrogant Sikong Miao's attacks were extremely fierce, and she clearly had mastered some ancient martial arts cultivation. In addition to the surge of spiritual energy, her raised hands also carried a powerful physical suppression.

Soon, Liu Zhaodi was at a disadvantage. Jiang Yuan was not surprised to see this. First of all, Liu Zhaodi had very little combat experience. She had only sparred a handful of times, let alone a full-force battle like this where neither side would give an inch.

That's it?

Sikong Miao slapped Liu Zhaodi away again, a hint of contempt on her lips, and said, "I told you, you're just a pretty face, you'll break at the slightest touch!"

She wasn't particularly arrogant or domineering, but special circumstances call for special measures. She wanted to make Liu Zhaodi back down and not dare to touch things that didn't belong to her.

"Soul Energy Clone Technique!"

Liu Zhaodi's expression hardened, and the first clone appeared behind Sikong Miao in the blink of an eye. Then, the second and the third clones appeared one after another.

"Great, this can be divided into three paths!"

Jiang Yuan clearly hadn't expected Liu Zhaodi to have made such great progress. Previously, she could only use one clone to self-destruct, but in a short period of time, she was able to control three clones.

"A mere trick, watch how I break you!" Sikong Miao didn't take Liu Zhaodi's soul energy clone technique seriously. Her spiritual energy bombardment immediately showed signs of one clone being destroyed. She then threw another punch, and the other clone was also knocked several meters away. Judging from this, the clone posed no threat to her at all.

Just as Sikong Miao was about to leap up and attack Liu Zhaodi to end it all, a surge of soul energy suddenly appeared, and Sikong Miao's expression became blank, her attacking movements freezing in mid-air.

"Clone self-destructs!"

Jiang Yuan's lips twitched. He realized he had overestimated Liu Zhaodi. Trying to teach her how to control her clones in battle was like philosophical wrestling—a double wrestling match.

However, Liu Zhaodi's mastery of mind control was unparalleled. As expected of a woman with mutated soul energy, mind control was practically tailor-made for her.

As expected, under the double blow of mind control and the self-destruction of her clones, Sikong Miao, who had been in a crushing position, was caught off guard and fell victim to the attack. When the three clones exploded at once, she was left in a very sorry state.

With a whoosh, Liu Zhaodi's sword was placed against Sikong Miao's neck.

"You lost!" Liu Zhaodi's tone was icy. She had her own pride, and the term "vase" was undoubtedly a cruel trampling on that pride.

"I never expected you to possess such a bizarre talent!" Sikong Miao clutched her chest, trying to calm her surging blood.

"I want the Sikong Yun Cauldron!"