Liu Yunqing secretly made a hand seal at his side, but his face showed a mocking expression as he looked at Liu Yunzhao:
"Why is the noble Fairy Yun Zhao looking at me like that? Could it be that she's planning to launch a sneak attack while I'm recuperating?"
Liu Yunzhao wasn't angry, and seemed to have even forgotten the humiliation of the past few days. He stared at Liu Yunqing quietly for a while before speaking:
"Come to the Myriad Wonders Sect and obey my orders. No one in the Sunrise Realm will dare to mess with you, and from now on, I will provide all your cultivation resources."
Liu Yunqing raised an eyebrow, not immediately refusing, but instead asking:
"What are the conditions?"
Liu Yunzhao, thinking Liu Yunqing was moved, softened his usually indifferent expression and replied:
"It's very simple. Either I leave a divine imprint on you, or you give me a drop of your heart's blood. If that doesn't work, you can make a heavenly oath that you will never betray or harm me or the Sun Realm."
"It's that simple? That's all you need?"
Liu Yunqing pondered these words, then chuckled softly.
In the end, she didn't say anything, only gave Liu Yunzhao a meaningful look, and then turned around and left decisively.
Of course, she never let go of the hand seal she had made.
Only after he was out of Liu Yunzhao's attack range and confirmed that the other party was not chasing him did he release the spell, feeling somewhat strange.
The voice was very forceful, and it seemed that Liu Yunzhao listened to that person quite a bit, so why didn't she make a move?
Is it because they feel they can't beat themselves and don't want to take the risk? Or are there other considerations?
So, in his past life, was it Liu Yunzhao who wanted to have his blood drained, or was he ordered to do so by the owner of that powerful voice?
This thought only flashed through Liu Yunqing's mind for a moment before being dismissed.
Since she can refuse to kill "Zhenru" today, she can also refuse to drain her blood on the same day.
Even if there was some element of inducement, coercion, or threat involved, she still did it.
Since the deed was done, there should naturally be consequences; otherwise, what have the innocent done wrong? What kindness have the benefactor shown? What justice has Heaven served?
Putting those questions aside, Liu Yunqing found a giant tree, sat down on a branch, and asked Little Gold in the Golden Crow Ring:
"Was that voice you made me hear?"
Perhaps due to significant progress in the repair of the Golden Crow Ring, Xiao Jin's voice sounded much more energetic.
Hearing Liu Yunqing speak to it, it nodded hurriedly and said:
“I was just about to tell my master about this.”
"There should be a mustard seed space on Liu Yunzhao's body containing a strange soul, and on that wisp of soul, there is an aura that I extremely loathe!"
Liu Yunqing nodded solemnly and immediately asked:
"Will it pose a threat to us?"
"Can it detect the aura of the Golden Crow's essence blood?"
"Can I sense your presence?"
Xiao Jin was very satisfied with its master's keen senses, and at the same time, it said with pride:
"Hmph! It's just a worthless alien soul. It can't even do anything to Liu Yunzhao, let alone us?"
"As for the aura of the Golden Crow's essence blood, it can only be discerned by those who are interested before it is fused with its master, or during a major advancement."
"Although Liu Yunzhao's place is also a mustard seed space, what level is that? How could he possibly be qualified to sense the Golden Crow Mustard Seed?"
Xiao Jin's tone was smug and arrogant, but Liu Yunqing was satisfied with the meaning behind her words, and then moved on to a secondary question:
"So, according to you, you can sense the mustard seed space on Liu Yunzhao's body?"
"Of course!"
Xiao Jin answered crisply and decisively. Liu Yunqing looked thoughtful and asked again:
"Can you sense what she has in that mustard seed space?"
Xiao Jin didn't think much of it and continued to boast:
"Of course, it's nothing more than spirit stones, magic treasures, pills, and other such things. Her mustard seed space isn't high-level, so it can only hold inanimate objects."
"Hmm..." Liu Yunqing pondered for a moment, his heroic eyes narrowing slightly, his tone elusive as he said:
"Since you are of a higher level, then transfer what's inside her mustard seed to mine."
"Of course, Master!"
Xiao Jin was halfway through her sentence when she realized something was wrong, and her voice cracked with shock as she uttered "Master".
Liu Yunqing coughed lightly twice, immediately pretending not to have said anything, and casually changed the subject:
"Well, we've rested enough. Let's go help Feng Piaopiao and the others!"
After saying that, he ignored Xiao Jin, whose "Dao Heart" was shattered, jumped down from the tree, and headed straight for the Cloud-Stepping Team.
Because of the activities of Liu Yunqing and Liu Yunzhao, the remaining days of the hunting competition seemed rather relaxed and leisurely.
What was supposed to be the most dangerous competition turned into the most relaxed and leisurely one, making one sigh that man proposes, God disposes.
Of course, there's also the saying that one person's calculations are no match for another's.
For example, the group of powerful figures discussing Liu Yunqing's future couldn't compare to Chunyu Changfeng, the city lord of Luoxia City, who was busy with city affairs and arrived late.
"What? She joined the Loose Cultivator Alliance? Then she's out!"
Upon hearing that Liu Yunqing was a member of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, Mingchong Sword Lord did not hesitate to back down.
In his mind, or rather in the minds of all the great sects, there is no junior who has just entered the world of cultivation who can refuse to become a treasure of a great sect.
Chunyu Changfeng maintained his unchanging smile, ignoring Ming Chongjianjun's words, and instead said:
"It's not just the Loose Cultivator Alliance, it's also people from my City Lord's Mansion."
These words, even the straightforward sword cultivator and the Sword Master Mingchong, could not directly tell Liu Yunqing to leave the City Lord's Mansion.
After all, they were all powerful cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage. Although they were rogue cultivators, Chunyu Changfeng was no ordinary rogue cultivator.
Thinking of this, Ming Chongjianjun's eyes subconsciously swept towards Cheng Yunyun's direction.
As expected, he wasn't there.
It's unclear when the feud between these two will ever end.
However, Mingchong Sword Lord was not interested in these matters. With a change of heart, he had already returned to the question of Liu Yunqing's allegiance.
"Well, Fellow Daoist Changfeng, how about we make a deal?"
Before Ming Chongjianjun could finish speaking, Chunyu Changfeng shook his head decisively with a smile and said:
"No discussion."
Ming Chongjianjun's smile froze on his face, but when he looked at Chunyu Changfeng's face, especially those eyes covered by a thin veil, he really couldn't bring himself to say anything unpleasant.
If this person hadn't lost both eyes and couldn't be replaced, everyone here would probably call him a senior.
As for those eyes... Ming Chongjian glanced around and saw that none of the people who had just been fighting with him were making a sound, so he gave up on the idea.
Just as Ming Chongjian was trying to find a way out, he heard someone from the viewing area for junior cultivators below the cloud platform say:
"The arena formation has been activated!"
"Look! They're coming out!"
A group of powerful figures also craned their necks to look down from the cloud platform, and Mingchong Sword Lord pointed downwards and said:
"It's a good opportunity to see some promising talents this time."
He then stepped off the platform first.
The others didn't expose him either, and followed Ming Chongjianjun down one after another.
The once noisy square gradually quieted down as the group of powerful figures descended from the cloud platform. Once they stood still, they all bowed in salute.
After the ceremony, as the representative of the Tai Xuan Sect, Daoist Wenxi stepped forward and said:
"Enough with the small talk, let's announce the rankings for this hunting competition."
The radiant and flamboyant Wenxi Daojun glanced down with disdain before quickly turning back to the stage and reaching out to the servant carrying a tray beside her.
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