With the Six Realms Grand Competition approaching, the Six Realms have become much quieter, except for occasional news of demons killing people.
Yin Ming originally wanted to keep it a secret, but Liu Yue learned about it from Tianxuan Pavilion.
"Is someone impersonating a demon?"
"Um."
Yin Ming nodded and ruffled the girl's dark hair: "I will handle this matter. It's a small thing."
"Okay." Seeing that Yin Ming was confident, Liu Yue did not ask any further questions.
She raised her hand and grasped Yin Ming's hand.
Feeling the softness in his palm, Yin Ming's tense brows relaxed slightly.
Liu Yue raised her hand and gently rubbed his temples. "I hope we can stand together through thick and thin. I don't want you to hide anything from me, okay, A-Ming?"
Liuyue's voice was soft and gentle.
"good."
Yin Ming paused for a moment, then nodded and grasped the softness in his palm.
His palms were covered with thick calluses from years of practice, making them feel very rough to the touch.
Yin Ming was afraid that his palm would scratch Liu Yue, so he moved very gently.
With the Six Domains Grand Competition imminent, all the major domains are bustling with activity.
The recent scandals of the temple have been somewhat suppressed, but the scandals of the temple have already spread throughout the Nine Provinces! For Emperor Qing, who is obsessed with saving face, this is tantamount to being slowly tortured to death! When he attended the conference, he could even feel the undisguised mocking gazes of those old men.
Although these people dared not openly run wild because of their divine status, their gazes were enough to make Di Qing uncomfortable.
However... once his daughter wins first place and rightfully becomes the God, he can silence all the gossip.
The Six Domains Grand Competition is held in Qingyun City, which is located at the intersection of the six domains. All previous competitions have been held here.
There is a huge square in Qingyun City that can accommodate tens of thousands of people!
During this period, cultivators with some cultivation level gathered in Qingyun City. Although they did not qualify for the competition, they could at least feast their eyes on the spectacle!
After all, those who come to participate in the Six Domains Grand Competition are all geniuses in their respective fields!
If one can achieve a ranking in the Six Domains Grand Competition, their future will be limitless when they return to their own domain!
At least we won't have to worry about cultivation resources anymore!
These rogue cultivators also came with their own ulterior motives. If they were to be noticed by an elder in the domain, they would have a powerful backer and wouldn't have to live as a wandering rogue cultivator like a lost soul in the future!
Every inn in Qingyun City was full.
Even the once quiet streets have become bustling with activity.
It was overcrowded.
Suddenly, a spirit beast carriage swept across the horizon and came above Luofeng Inn, instantly attracting the attention of many passersby.
"That looks like the symbol of the temple?"
"A spirit beast chariot? That's a temple mount! Could it be..."
"It's Princess Qingluan."
Someone in the crowd spoke up.
Di Qingluan, inside the carriage, sneered disdainfully, calling them a bunch of rabble.
However, she always enjoyed being the center of attention, and lifted the curtain to go outside.
"I remember that Princess Qingluan's cultivation level is not as high as Princess Liuyue's, right?"
The moment Di Qingluan lifted the curtain, an untimely voice rang out from below.
"If I remember correctly, Princess Qingluan's mother was from the royal family?"
"The Wang family? The Wang family that practiced forbidden techniques and was wiped out by the Venerable One?"
"Yes, if it weren't for Lady Xuanxin being Princess Qingluan's mother, she would probably be dead by now. But although she didn't die, she's not in much better shape. I heard she's been placed under house arrest."
"Do you think... Princess Qingluan knows about practicing forbidden arts?"
The crowd spoke in hushed tones, but even their voices were quite loud for cultivators.
These lowly, unruly people actually dared to talk about her in front of her?!
But then he remembered his father's instructions: as long as he won first place, he could silence all the gossip!
She will prove to the world that she is the strongest! The number one cultivator in the Nine Provinces!
"Princess Liuyue and Princess Qingluan are half-sisters, right? I heard Princess Liuyue is already at the Profound Emperor Realm, tsk tsk tsk..."
Hearing someone compare her to Jun Liuyue, Di Qingluan's anger, which she had finally managed to calm down, was reignited.
"Guards, beat this gossipy wretch to death with sticks!"
Di Qingluan said coldly.
"yes."
"What are you doing! This is Qingyun City!"
"You publicly slandered the gods; you deserve to die," Di Qingluan said with a sneer. "I might as well send you to your death!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the guards behind Di Qingluan were already on the move.
"Murder! Murder!"
The crowd, which had been discussing the matter, scattered like birds and beasts.
But he was quickly pinned to the ground by Di Qingluan's men.
"Princess... I was wrong, I will never do it again."
"Princess Qingluan, spare me! I promise I will never dare to do it again. Please have mercy and let me go."
"Release you? Dream on!" Di Qingluan sneered. "Beat them to death! As a warning to others!"
She is a princess of the temple. It's one thing for these lowly people to talk about her, but they even compared her to Jun Liuyue, that filthy woman with dirty blood flowing through her veins!
She can't stand it!
"Wait a minute."
Just as the young man was about to be beaten to death.
A deep, reprimanding voice rang out.
The visitor was Yan Wuxiu, the city lord of Qingyun City.
He frowned as he saw the young man lying on the ground, half-dead.
"Lord Yan, help me..."
The young man reached out his hand to Yan Wuxiu, but was kicked back by Di Qingluan's men.
Yan Wuxiu frowned and looked at Di Qingluan: "I am the Lord of Qingyun City. May I ask what crime this person has committed to provoke such a wrath from you, young lady?!"
"Lord Yan, your people publicly criticized the temple. I was merely teaching them a lesson. Was that wrong?"
Di Qingluan sneered, not taking Yan Wuxiu seriously at all.
She's just a minor city lord; how could her status compare to hers?!
Yan Wuxiu's brows furrowed into a deep frown. Upon seeing the spirit beast carriage and hearing Di Qingluan's self-identification, he guessed the other party's identity.
"So she's the princess of the temple."
Yan Wuxiu said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "This person has made a mistake, but he should not be beaten to death in the street. If word gets out, people who don't know the situation will think that the princess of the temple is cruel and disregards human life. It will also have a bad impact on the princess's reputation. Princess, don't you think so?"
Yan Wuxiu raised his eyes and met Di Qingluan's gaze, showing no sign of servility.
Di Qingluan was used to being high above others, and she was surprised to see that a mere city lord did not try to please her.
For a moment, I felt resentful.
Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered what his father had said.
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