“Lowly?” Shen Qianyue raised her red lips slightly: “How can my apprentice be lowly?”
"Senior Sister, are you coming here these days just to fight me?"
She didn't take it seriously as it was just a Nascent Soul, even though her current cultivation level was fixed at the Nascent Soul stage.
Whenever she arrived in a new world, her cultivation would be restricted to a certain extent, and this was no exception.
There aren't many restrictions, so Shen Qianyue can control them with ease.
But killing a Nascent Soul cultivator is just a matter of moving your fingers.
She, Luo Xuanyin, and Master Shaoyang were from the same sect. As fellow disciples, Shen Qianyue could have stayed in Xuantian Sect as a mountain guardian elder.
However, she had a bad mind since she was young, and even when practicing, she took shortcuts and directly practiced the ruthless way, which was the most risky but had the fastest progress.
After it was discovered that she had repeatedly used forbidden techniques to replenish her yin, she was expelled from the sect.
Everyone thought she would reform herself, but unexpectedly, she formed her own sect and founded the Hehuan Sect next to the Xuantian Sect.
He also actively recruited disciples to expand his sect.
However, in just a hundred years, her Hehuan Sect had become famous throughout the Yunzhou Continent.
It’s not because of anything else, but because all the disciples of the Hehuan Sect practice the Hehuan technique.
And she, Shen Qianyue, is famous throughout the world for practicing the ruthless way.
"Fight with me? You're not worthy!" Luo Xuanyin sneered and called out to the young man beside him, "Xing Huai."
The young man in white beside her had a heavy sword on his back. He had a handsome and clean face, clear eyes, but no expression.
Looks very cold.
At such a young age, she already has the good looks of a graceful and elegant lady.
"Shen Xinghuai greets Master Uncle. Xinghuai came here with Master to learn from Master Uncle's new disciple, Junior Brother Jiu Ming."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Xinghuai suddenly untied the heavy sword on his body, and a powerful force was immediately released.
Shen Qianyue raised an eyebrow.
It turned out that it was aimed at Si Jiuming.
It's not surprising. As a demon that everyone wants to kill, Si Jiuming must be eliminated as soon as possible.
As the largest immortal cultivation sect in Yunzhou Continent, Xuantian Sect has always been known for its ability to subdue demons and uphold justice.
"Master, Junior Brother Jiu Ming has just arrived at our He Huan Sect. You haven't taught him any techniques yet. How can he fight Junior Brother Xing Huai?"
Ling Xuewei was the first to step forward, blocking Si Jiuming with her sword across her shoulders. "If Junior Brother Xinghuai is here to challenge our Hehuan Sect, then as the senior sister of the Hehuan Sect, I can fight Junior Brother Xinghuai."
"But Junior Brother Jiu Ming only entered the mountain gate and paid homage to Master yesterday. Even if he wants to compete, he should wait until the Ten Thousand Sects Conference. It won't be too late to compete with Junior Brother Xing Huai!"
Ling Xuewei is the one with the highest cultivation among many disciples and also the most responsible one.
Even though the master was not good to them, once a master, he would be a master for life.
No matter how the Master treats them, he is still their Master.
Shen Xinghuai glanced at her calmly, his face expressionless, and his thin lips parted slightly: "You are not worthy to fight me."
"you!"
Ling Xuewei's eyes widened, and her little face was almost distorted with anger.
"Xiao Jiuer, go and fight him."
Shen Qianyue pushed Si Jiuming out.
Ling Xuewei was shocked: "Master?"
Who in the world doesn’t know that Shen Xinghuai is a rare genius in cultivating immortals that only appears once in a century?
With Uncle Luo personally in charge, his cultivation has long been unfathomable. Letting Junior Brother Jiu Ming fight him, isn't that sending him to his death?
Even Si Jiuming thought so.
He secretly clenched his fists, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"I am not panicking, why are you panicking?"
"Xiao Jiu'er, go ahead and let me teach you the first lesson today."
Si Jiuming lowered his eyes: "Yes, Master."
Shen Qianyue raised her hand, the air suddenly condensed, and a slender soft sword appeared in front of Si Jiuming.
"Take the sword of your master and declare war on him."
That was Shen Qianyue’s sword, Yiying.
This was the sword that Xuantian Sect's leader Shaoyang personally forged for her when she was young using ancient divine iron. It was almost tailor-made for her.
The disciples were all surprised that their master had given his sword, Yeying, to that lowly demon!
Si Jiuming stared at the shadow in front of him. The sword was silver-white all over, and he could sense the fierce and intimidating sword energy before he got close.
It was as if the air could be cut off.
It was such a sword that once pierced his body, scraping off his flesh and blood bit by bit, and digging out his magic bones and golden elixir.
The moment he grasped the hilt of the sword, the strong sword energy rushed into his body violently.
A hint of murderous intent flashed in the boy's eyes, and he held the shadow across his chest.
"Brother Xinghuai, I'm grateful for your guidance!"
Shen Xinghuai had a blank expression on his face, holding a heavy sword in his hand, and looked imposing.
"The three souls have no home, the seven spirits have resentment, the qi returns to the heart, forget the self and keep the one, the six senses will be at peace."
Si Jiuming's pupils shrank. That, that was the demonic technique!
She actually taught him the demonic skills in person in front of the Xuantian Sect's Grand Elder?!
Si Jiuming was naturally familiar with the demonic techniques, but the techniques he had practiced before were all wrong, while the ones she was teaching now were correct.
This woman...what on earth does she want to do?
But Shen Xinghuai would not give him a chance to think. The moment the heavy sword fell, the earth almost shook.
It seems as if they are going to raze the Hehuan Sect to the ground.
Si Jiu Ming was probably not ready yet, and was blown away by Shen Xinghuai's sword, falling heavily to the ground.
Luo Xuanyin sneered, "So this is your new disciple? He can't even withstand my Xing Huai's first move. How can you expect him to take first place in the Ten Thousand Sects Conference?"
"If you ask me, you should withdraw from the Ten Thousand Sects Conference, and you don't deserve to own that Yiying anymore!"
Who in this world doesn't know the power of the combined swords of Han Guang and Ye Ying? Ye Ying is Chen Qianyue's sword, while Han Guang is Shao Yangji's sword.
How can a dissolute woman be worthy of owning the Shadow Sword forged by her senior brother himself!
It's a pair with my senior brother's sword!
Shen Qianyue ignored Luo Xuanyin, but stepped forward and looked down at the young man.
Si Jiuming thought that she would definitely blame herself.
Humiliate yourself in front of everyone.
Because she did the same thing in her previous life.
However, this time, she simply extended her hand towards the young man, her eyes soft, "Get up and fight again."
Si Jiu Ming looked at her in astonishment, and was a little dazed for a moment.
She...didn't blame him?
How is this possible!
What went wrong? Why is this different from what happened in the previous life?
Si Jiuming stretched out his hand and let her pull him up. The moment his hand fell into her soft palm, the boy felt a familiar breath on her.
That is the aura that only demons have!
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