Qingzhou arrived before Jiang Shumiao.
The dragon spewed water, extinguishing the heavenly fire in mid-air.
When the heavenly fire descended, some people were still inside praying to the gods, so they inevitably suffered burns. As soon as Jiang Shumiao saw that the fire was extinguished, she immediately went down to rescue them.
The people were utterly shocked by the fire and the water.
How could heavenly fire burn the statue of a god?
Then, in broad daylight, I saw a dragon.
That's a real dragon.
The dragon's true form could cover the entire city, so when he arrived, everyone saw him and knelt down to kowtow.
After Jiang Shumiao finished rescuing the person, she waved to him.
"Stop showing off, get down."
Qingzhou let out a dragon's roar, and finally transformed into a human and landed.
Jiang Shumiao had previously come to exorcise the snake demon, but the people only witnessed the result. Seeing her use magic to save people just now, their admiration and respect for her grew even stronger. As for the heavenly fire, anything that dared to burn the goddess statue couldn't possibly be heavenly fire; it was probably some kind of demon or evil spirit causing trouble.
The common people are worldly-wise and won't be easily fooled.
Jiang Shumiao dismissed them with just a few words and sent them all home.
Qingzhou watched lazily from the side, "Your followers are quite loyal, no wonder the Heavenly Emperor doesn't like you."
"Don't make sarcastic remarks."
Jiang Shumiao's expression was serious. "The heavenly fire is just a warning. Many immortals have already descended to the mortal realm. I have the capital under control. The next person they will target is my sister."
Qingzhou didn't seem to care much. "The only thing Junyi can control about mortals is fate. Now that you've changed it, of course he's unhappy... Don't glare at me. If I could beat him, I would have rebelled against the heavens long ago. Speaking of which, your disciple really has guts..."
As he said this, he noticed Shan Yuan standing next to Jiang Shumiao and exclaimed, "What is that?"
That sounds like an insult.
In fact, he was genuinely puzzled because he couldn't see through the child's true form; in any case, the child was definitely not an ordinary person.
Jiang Shumiao looked uncomfortable for a moment.
She hadn't figured out how to get along with Shanyuan, which was why she had previously considered sending him back to the Demon Realm. But she couldn't bear to see the little brat's pitiful state and, in a moment of weakness, let him come along. Now that Qingzhou had asked, she could only tell the truth.
"My apprentice."
Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, looked Shanyuan up and down, and gasped.
"No wonder I couldn't tell his true form; he's a soul cultivator."
It's actually a ghost cultivation.
But he was far stronger than the average ghost cultivator.
Although he wasn't like Jiang Shumiao, who was able to nurture his soul and condense divine power within a mortal mother's body, he also had one less constraint. As long as he could cultivate a physical body, his cultivation would advance by leaps and bounds every day.
I wonder if he has awakened his human-demon bloodline.
Qingzhou seemed lost in thought. "How did you come back to life?"
He harbored no hatred for Shanyuan; compared to the little demon lord before him, he disliked the one in the heavens more.
Shanyuan glanced at Jiang Shumiao and shook his head, "I don't know."
In his past life, he died from his master's Hidden Abyss Sword, his soul scattered and even his consciousness gone. But five years ago, his soul suddenly coalesced, and he began to cultivate. Ghost cultivation is not easy, especially for someone like him whose soul had been shattered into dust.
He only managed to complete his physical form last year.
This speed is simply incredible.
Later, he heard rumors about the goddess and learned her name.
How could Master be reincarnated as a mortal?
He wanted to go to her, but he was also afraid.
He was afraid that his master would not want to see him.
Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, Qingzhou frowned. "You scattered Bai Zhu's soul?"
Shanyuan had never seen him before, but with his master here, he was still very obedient and answered every question, "Yes."
Qingzhou's gaze swept over the faces of the master and apprentice, and he smiled, "Your little apprentice is quite filial; it's no wonder you dote on him so much."
Jiang Shumiao was a little annoyed.
"Stop talking nonsense and go back to muster your troops."
Seon-yeon's gaze sharpened.
Qingzhou didn't quite catch up with Jiang Shumiao's thoughts for a moment, and even asked stupidly, "Why are we mustering troops?"
Jiang Shumiao was speechless.
"Didn't you want to avenge your father?"
Qingzhou was immediately invigorated.
This little devil has finally decided to settle accounts with that old bastard Junyi.
"I'll go back immediately and gather the naval forces from all four seas, ready to be deployed at any time..." Then he remembered another question, "What about the human world?"
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
If a war were to break out with the Heavenly Palace, the human world would be the most unfortunate.
Jiang Shumiao would never stand idly by.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been so heartless as to kill Seon-yeon.
"I have my own plans."
Jiang Shumiao didn't say anything explicitly, and Qingzhou didn't ask any more questions. He transformed back into a dragon and flew away.
Shanyuan couldn't help but speak, "Master..."
He actually had a vague idea.
Jiang Shumiao glanced at him, and he immediately shut up.
His master has not forgiven him yet.
He acted impulsively back then, but he never regretted it. It was just a pity that he couldn't kill Jun Yi, that hypocrite, and that innocent people were also implicated.
"You can leave now."
Before Shanyuan could speak, Jiang Shumiao said directly, "The karma of your past life has been settled. Since you have been able to be reborn, it means you have gained the approval of the Heavenly Dao, and I will not pursue the matter any further. However, our master-disciple relationship has come to an end. I hope you will cultivate diligently in the future and not repeat the same mistakes."
Sun-yeon's face instantly turned pale.
He knelt down, "Master..."
"I expelled you from my sect five thousand years ago."
Jiang Shumiao's expression was calm, and her tone was resolute: "You have no master, and I will no longer have a disciple."
As soon as she finished speaking, she transformed into a streak of light and vanished without a trace.
Seon-yeon reached out to grab it, but grasped at nothing. He fell forward to the ground, tears streaming down his face.
Master really doesn't want him anymore.
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