Master Yun Feng lay on the bed, curled up in pain, groaning constantly. After just one day, he seemed to have aged by dozens of years.
Feng Qing walked to the bedside and looked at Master Yunfeng lying on the bed with a calm gaze, "Does it feel good?"
Hearing the voice, Master Yunfeng opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Feng Qing, his bloodshot eyes instantly brightened, "Please... let me go..." He was really about to be tortured to death. The pain of his soul being constantly gnawing and torn apart made him feel like dying.
Feng Qing took out a pill and put it into Master Yunfeng's mouth. "This pill can temporarily relieve your pain. As long as you answer my questions truthfully, I can consider letting you go."
After taking the pill, Master Yunfeng soon felt the pain in his body slowly easing.
"Tell me, how did my father die back then?" Feng Qing stared at Master Yun Feng, with a piercing coldness in his eyes.
Master Yunfeng turned his eyes away guiltily, not daring to meet Feng Qing's gaze. "I don't know. I've been looking for the whereabouts of the sect master for so many years, and I only just found out that the sect master has passed away." How could he tell the truth, otherwise Feng Qing would never let him go.
"I originally wanted to give you a chance, but since you don't want it, I can only search your soul." Feng Qing's tone was icy and chilling.
Master Yunfeng's face changed, "I...I'll say." The pain of soul-searching is not much better than the pain of having his soul devoured by the seven-leaf soul-sucking insect. Moreover, once his soul is searched, everything he has done over the years will be known by Feng Qing.
Feng Qing looked at Master Yun Feng with a half-smile, "I changed my mind. I prefer soul searching."
Master Yunfeng's heart suddenly sank. He had to fight for an opportunity for himself. "I'll tell you everything. When I was about to plant the Seven-Leaf Soul-Catching Bug on the Sect Master, he found out. But I had already made preparations and captured his beloved woman. I told him that his beloved woman was killed by me. I also showed him the storage ring I gave to that woman. He couldn't bear the blow and his heart was broken. I took the opportunity to plant the Seven-Leaf Soul-Catching Bug on him."
He wanted to kill Xuan Mo directly at that time because he heard someone running towards them. In desperation, he first put the Seven-Leaf Soul-Catching Bug on Xuan Mo's body and then kicked him off the cliff.
The aura emanating from Feng Qing was no longer cold, but an outburst of murderous intent, an absolute aura of death.
Feeling the aura of death from Feng Qing, Master Yunfeng broke out in cold sweat, and even his voice trembled a little, "I... I know I was wrong. As long as you let me go, I will definitely listen to your orders in the future and will never have second thoughts again. I can swear to heaven."
Feng Qing sneered, "People like you are a waste of air when they are alive."
After saying that, Feng Qing raised his hand and made a hand gesture.
"Ah!" Master Yun Feng roared in pain, his body shaking constantly, rolling on the bed. He was like a fish out of water, his eyes wide open with bloodshot eyes, breathing desperately, his hands grasping wildly in the air, as if trying to grab a life-saving straw.
The pain coming from his Yuan Soul intensified rapidly, as if he was being burned in a raging fire, or as if he was being stabbed fiercely by countless knives, shattering his entire Yuan Soul.
Feng Qing looked at Master Yun Feng as if he were a dead person, then walked out of the room.
Not until Feng Qing walked away did the masters of Luoxia Peak and Tianjian Peak come out from the darkness.
"What do you think?" The Luoxia Peak Master had a solemn expression. This Feng Qing was definitely not someone who was easy to deal with. He was worried that if they continued to go against her, they might suffer the same consequences as Master Yun Feng.
"She is a cruel and ruthless person." The master of Tianjian Peak had worry and hesitation in his eyes.
"Then should we continue to oppose her?" The leader of Luoxia Peak didn't want to target Feng Qing anymore. She was more decisive and more terrifying than her father.
“Let’s wait and see what happens.” The head of Tianjian Peak wanted to wait for Feng Qing to come out of Jiuyou Cold Pond before making any plans. Although the competition has not yet ended, the result is already obvious. It is definitely Feng Qing.
After the last match of the competition, Feng Qing won the first place without any surprise.
"I knew Missy would definitely get first place."
"My eldest lady's performance in the competition this time was really amazing. I have decided that my eldest lady will be my idol from now on."
"The eldest lady is simply a monster. Compared to her, I feel like a piece of trash."
"I wonder if the young lady can pull out the Tianchen Sword."
"She is the daughter of the sect leader. She can definitely pull out the Tianchen Sword."
The disciples below the stage were discussing enthusiastically, their words filled with admiration for Feng Qing.
The elder in charge of the competition walked onto the stage. He raised his hand to suppress the noise, and when the noise from the audience died down, he said, "Let us congratulate the young lady for winning the first place in this sect competition and the opportunity to practice in the Nine Nether Cold Pond. There are two spots for the Nine Nether Cold Pond this time. In addition to the young lady, the disciples who can draw the Tianchen Sword can also get the opportunity to go to the Nine Nether Cold Pond. Now please follow me to Tianjian Peak."
The crowd marched towards Tianjian Peak in a mighty procession.
When you arrive at Tianjian Peak, you can see a sword with a cold glow inserted on the top of the mountain. It exudes a powerful aura around it, with countless sword qi running around, as if warning everyone not to get close to it.
"Please come in, Miss!" The Great Elder looked at Feng Qing. He has been hoping that one day someone would be able to pull out the Tianchen Sword, hoping that the Tiandi Gate would no longer be leaderless.
Feng Qing turned her head to look at Lu Xuanye beside her, "You go and try it first." She had already got the opportunity to go to the Jiuyou Cold Pond, and she hoped that Lu Xuanye could also get this opportunity.
"Yeah." Lu Xuanye smiled gently at Feng Qing and walked towards the Tianchen Sword.
Everyone looked at Lu Xuanye. His performance in the competition this time was also impressive, especially in the duel matches. Except for the last match against the eldest lady, where he directly admitted defeat, he had never lost a single match.
When Lu Xuanye walked to the Tianchen Sword, the sword energy swept across his face, leaving several bloody marks on his face. He didn't care and reached out to grasp the Tianchen Sword. While grasping the Tianchen Sword, he felt a powerful force surging from the Tianchen Sword and attacking him head-on.
Lu Xuanye released his spiritual power to fight against that force.
Feng Qing stared at Lu Xuanye without blinking, with worry in her eyes, while at the same time she was silently cheering him on in her heart.
The veins in Lu Xuanye's hands holding the Tianchen Sword were bulging, as if they were about to break through the skin. He roared, and grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands and pulled it up with force.
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