"Junior Sister, be careful with Yue Xicheng from Chaoyang Peak. He's quite a shrewd person. You don't know how many girls he has deceived!"
The evil male cultivator gently waved his folding fan.
"Are you Xiaowu from Luohong Hall of Tianshui Peak? Chen Qingyi? You look like a bean sprout. Doesn't Tianshui Peak give you food to eat?"
"Xiao Qingyi, congratulations on breaking through to the middle stage of Qi training! This is a congratulatory gift from your Senior Brother Yue!"
"Tell me, am I your most admired senior brother?"
"The only senior brother you admire the most and love the most can only be me! Do you hear me?"
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"From now on, your name will be Ah Qing."
"What is the world of immortal cultivation like nowadays?"
"Bring them to the right people..."
"This world is no longer the war-torn era it once was. There are no more flames of war, no more corpses strewn across the ground. You should be happy, and I should be happy too. But why can't I be happy right now? Watching those calloused, cold-blooded, selfish, hypocritical, and self-righteous people step onto the land of holy light, watching them draped in spotless cloaks, accepting the world's praise, and then watching the world fall with them... Is it normal to be accustomed to it? Is it right to be the way it has always been?"
The female cultivator was stained with blood and faced a huge gray-white eye.
"Do you think that anger can change everything? Change your fate? Do you think that if you are dissatisfied, those aristocratic families will change because of you? Give up the rules and regulations they have painstakingly established over thousands of years? Do you think that your passionate and righteous actions can make them unite? No! The walls you painstakingly built for them today will be easily destroyed bit by bit by them tomorrow! Blame it on you being born in the wrong place! Growing up in the wrong place! Born in this world of immortal cultivation where there is only killing! Growing up in this world of immortal cultivation where there is only indifference! Everyone is so hypocritical and selfish! Everyone is so jealous of the strong and hates the weak! Blame it on you for having too many ideas. You were so young and ignorant that you thought you could change the people and things around you just by disliking them, and that you could change this era just by relying on a few of you!"
Even though the female cultivator was covered in blood and her bones were broken, her eyes remained firm.
"What is a strong person? What exactly is a strong person in this world? I don't know. But I have seen, on rainy nights and cold winter days, an old man crawling on the ground, desperately protecting the child in his arms; I have seen the humble and fearful ants, desperately trying to rush forward; I have seen a group of ordinary and common people, crazy when they do those extraordinary and common things together; I have seen those who overestimate their own abilities and try to fight against fate to the end! Now, Chen Qingyi is afraid that he will never see the strong people in this world again, but Qingyi has no regrets!"
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“I wanted to go to many places, see many things, and meet many people.”
"This is the Yellow Springs Dreamland of the Western Regions!"
"Is this the red spider lily?"
"One wish..."
In the sea of flowers, two people looked at the sky full of lanterns.
"This thing can show you many beautiful sights in the world of Fusheng Wanyu. Qingyi, take a look."
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If we can get wet in the snow together one day, we can grow old together in this life.
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"When I come back, I have something to tell you."
“Donor Shen, believe me.”
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"Bei Chenyuan!"
"If the mind is not dead, the Tao will not be born; if desire is not extinguished, the Tao will not exist!"
“There is no more Shen Qingyi in the world!”
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"Dong Dong Dong!"
The melodious bell sounds spread to every corner of the square.
"What's going on? It's already the second round of the Fusion Crossing Tribulation Stage competition, so why hasn't Shen Qingyi come yet?"
"Who is her opponent this round?"
"It seems that the person who drew the lot for him was Ye Lan, but the one he drew seemed to be a monk from the Holy King Palace."
"It's Yang Haiping!"
"Him? It's said that he's only one step away from achieving the Immortal Realm. He's suppressing his cultivation now in anticipation of this competition."
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"He's not a popular candidate for the Holy King Palace. Didn't Shen Qingyi have good luck before? How come he got this guy this time?!"
"Oh, you said that was in the past. Now it's hard to say. In the last competition, her chances of being invincible were shattered! If she doesn't come now, she might still be hiding in a corner, grieving."
"What you said is true. She has no emotions, so how could she be sad?"
"Then why hasn't she come yet? The incense on the arena is almost burned out. If she doesn't come, she will be considered a forfeit."
The discussions around were getting louder and louder.
The onlookers also made even louder noises.
The soul cultivators in the Soul Realm were a little anxious, and the ancestor of the Xihuang Palace had already signaled Ye Lan to go and take a look.
But he hadn't walked far when he saw a familiar figure, Shen Qingyi.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his sight suddenly froze.
"Saint... Saint?"
Shen Qingyi walked slowly towards the ring from behind the crowd.
The monks around subconsciously made way.
The scene was somewhat quiet.
On the high platform, everyone's gaze suddenly focused.
Chen Qingyi's black hair moved without wind, and the originally silver pupil turned pitch black.
The most eye-catching thing is the two marks under her eyes.
Originally it was just a vertical wrinkle between the eyebrows.
At this moment, the two lifelike marks, one blue and one red, matched with her cold appearance, lost some of their original holiness and gained some mystery and charm.
She was holding a broken sword in her hand and approaching the ring step by step.
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