Qian Miaoyu woke up suddenly, her body soaked with sweat.

"Guest..."

She muttered to herself, pressing her hands to her left ribs.

The dragon robe was opened, revealing a flying dragon pattern printed on the snow-white skin.

This is both a blessing and a curse.

In the past, whenever the dragon veins started to flare up, Qian Miaoyu would feel a burning pain.

But this time, she just felt it was extremely cool there. She had never felt so comfortable in all these years.

"Guest... Only you can calm my heart. No matter what, I will choose you!"

She stretched out her slender palm, and then slowly clenched it, as if she had grasped something important.

"Do you really think that I am the kind of person who doesn't fight or compete?"

"Someone come."

she called out.

The personal guards rushed in immediately.

"What do you want, Your Majesty?"

"Bring me the Mountain and River Seal."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around shuddered.

What is your majesty going to do? That seal is not an ordinary thing.

It is said that ten thousand years ago, when the empire was first established, this seal was the treasure of the empire, embodying the efforts and merits of successive kings and representing orthodoxy and authority.

Whoever obtains this seal is equivalent to obtaining half of the Lingxiao Empire.

After a while, the seal was brought out.

The Queen was about to go out with the brocade box in her hand, but she saw a moon hanging high in the sky, with twinkling stars and thick haze. It was not a good time to visit.

"It's late at night... I'm afraid the guest has already gone to bed. It won't be too late for me to visit him tomorrow."

Having made up her mind, the Queen went back to sleep. This time she slept very soundly, without any nightmares.

…

Facts have proven that nightmares are permanent and do not disappear or appear out of thin air. They simply transfer from one person to another.

In a dilapidated room in Fengxiang Inn, Tang Qi let out a terrifying roar.

He woke up from his coma, his eyes were bloodshot, and the first thing he did was to touch his crotch.

"It's great to still be here."

While he was feeling relieved, a deep resentment flashed across his eyes.

He thought of Zhang Chuqiao's slightly slender figure and how she almost turned him into a eunuch.

"Old man, I'm going to chop that bastard into pieces and leave him with no place to rest."

Tang Qi was filled with rage, and he vowed not to be a human being until he had avenged this grudge.

"That man is very dangerous. His hidden power is unfathomable."

The soul body said in a serious tone.

"Of course I know, but I just want him to die. You must have a way."

His tone was firm, full of expectation, and a hint of threat.

This old ghost has an extremely extraordinary background, so he must have some hidden cards that he hasn't revealed yet.

"well!"

The old ghost sighed deeply, "I originally wanted to wait until you grow up to be a strong man in the realm of life and death, and accumulate enough vitality in your body before teaching you, but I didn't expect you to be so impatient. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse?"

Hearing this, Tang Qi's eyes suddenly lit up.

It turns out that I still have this old thing in my private collection.

"Stop talking nonsense and take them out. I will definitely be able to drive them perfectly."

"Well, maybe this is God's will."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a new unique skill appeared in Tang Qi's mind.

"The Great Method of Ten Thousand Transformations, the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art!"

As soon as he saw the name, he couldn't help but take a breath. This was definitely an extremely domineering existence, which was exactly what he wanted.

After careful reading, it turned out to be true.

By practicing this technique, one can forcibly plunder the spiritual energy of all things for use by oneself, and can even directly seize the cultivation of others.

How outrageous this is!

He already had a plan in mind. As for those who had offended him, he was no longer prepared to kill them. Instead, he wanted to drain their cultivation and let them live forever in the world and suffer humiliation from mortals!

These people include Zhou Tong, Zhang Chuqiao, and...that guest official!

Tang Qi couldn't remain calm when he thought of this person.

Not only did the other person have a face that he hated the most, but he also dared to slap him in public. He kept every one of these things in mind.

If you want revenge, you must have absolute strength.

Coincidentally, the last chapter of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Art completely met his expectations.

"The Great Law of All Changes!"

His eyes sparkled, and he was deeply attracted by its content.

The Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art can devour everything, including himself.

If one were to swallow twenty years of his lifespan in one breath, his cultivation would experience a terrifying surge that would last for an hour.

If he were in the state of Wanhua Dafa, with the help of the old fellow, he would even have the confidence that he could cross two great realms and compete with Mo Liusu.

Until now, he finally had the courage to confront the most powerful one.

"It's a pity that this Wanhua Dafa cannot be used continuously, otherwise who would dare to speak loudly in front of me!"

Tang Qi said with regret, but heard the old man's scolding.

"Nonsense, that is only the ultimate means of saving life. Don't use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary. Don't you know that only your own cultivation is the kingly way!"

"Okay, okay, I got it!"

Tang Qi said perfunctorily, not taking the old man's words to heart at all.

You old ghost, do you really think you are a dish?

He once really respected this soul, but after several consecutive setbacks, he began to blame all the sins on the old man.

It was all because the other party was not strong enough that my dignity was undermined.

After all, this old man is just a wandering soul that depends on him for survival. As long as he doesn't help him rebuild his body, he will always be a dog by his side.

As for the side effects of Wanhua Dafa, they are even more ridiculous. Is twenty years of lifespan a lot?

To a cultivator, this amount is simply a drop in the bucket, and with the help of the Heaven-Devouring Magic Art, it only takes a few minutes to replenish the lost vitality.

"Knock, knock..."

There was a sudden knock on the door, bringing him back from his violent thoughts.

"Junior brother, are you there?"

Xia Hongxiu's voice came.

"Sister, do you have something to ask me?"

Tang Qi poked his head out from the grocery room, his eyes full of greed.

He couldn't wait to use this person to test the power of the Tongtian Magic Skill.

"Then Senior Sister, please get straight to the point."

Xia Hongxiu said with a grim expression: "Don't you think Zhou Tong and Chen Ling'er are a bit too annoying?"

When these words were spoken, even Tang Qi was stunned.

"One is trash, the other is a bootlicker. I hate these two types of people the most. They don't deserve to stay in Yuqing Sect anymore."

She spoke frankly, but hid her true thoughts.

She just wanted to break up Mo Liusu and Zhou Tong, and as for the rest, she just did it for the sake of convenience.

"What do you want me to do?" Tang Qi asked.

"It's very simple. Senior Sister, I have already calculated that the entire imperial capital will fall into chaos on the day of the auction. By then, the two of us can join forces to clear all obstacles."

"Why do you dare to say such a thing?"

Tang Qi was somewhat tempted, but he looked down on Xia Hongxiu's ability and thought she was a pure burden.

"As long as you listen to me, I can help you get rid of that guest official. What do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, Tang Qi became excited!