Lin Qingyin sneered. "Mo Ran, you're so arrogant!"
"You're not qualified to be arrogant in front of me!"
"If you're not convinced, then try it and see if I can kill you in one move or two."
"You..." Mo Ran's face turned ashen, and he was speechless.
Lin Qingyin's strength is extremely formidable; she is virtually invincible among those of the same cultivation level.
He once fought against five people of equal strength on his own, and severely injured them all while only suffering minor injuries.
Although he was quite capable, he was still too weak compared to Lin Qingyin.
Lin Qingyin said disdainfully, "What do you mean, 'you'?"
"Don't be arrogant if you don't have the strength, or you'll only bring shame upon yourself and court death."
"I don't want to see you right now, so get out of here!"
Mo Ran's face was ashen, and he didn't dare to say another word. He turned and left in a dejected manner.
Watching Mo Ran walk away, Lin Qingyin transmitted her voice to Qin Feng and asked, "Did you really wipe out the people of the Lingxian Sect?"
Qin Feng did not hide anything. He not only admitted in a telepathic message that he had destroyed the Lingxian Sect, but also informed him of the other two sects that he and Tianxin had destroyed.
Lin Qingyin frowned slightly; Qin Feng's actions were simply too arrogant.
If the Lingxian Sect and the other two sects found out about this, what would happen?
Although the Northern Underworld Immortal Sect is the number one sect in the Northern Immortal Domain, the top ten sects are all quite strong.
If the Lingxian Sect were to unite with the other two sects, it would be enough to give the Beiming Immortal Sect a run for its money.
But since it had already happened, there was nothing she could say.
With Zi Yun and Hao Yue behind Qin Feng, let them have their headaches.
About half an hour has passed.
The people from Lingxian Sect and the other two sects have not yet come out.
Mo Ran and the holy sons and daughters of the other two sects looked extremely grim. The agreed time had already passed, and they all knew that their respective sect's disciples were likely in grave danger.
Just then, a young man finally couldn't hold back any longer.
"Fellow Daoist Mo Ran, Fellow Daoist Liu, Fellow Daoist Xu, the agreed time has passed and your sect's disciples have not yet come out. I'm afraid they are in grave danger."
"I suggest we now take stock of what each sect has gained from this trial."
Mo Ran and the other two opened their mouths, but in the end, they didn't say anything and nodded in acquiescence.
Afterwards, the disciples from each sect took out the spiritual herbs they had obtained on this trip to take stock.
As expected, the Northern Underworld Immortal Sect was far ahead, with over a thousand spiritual herbs.
It has more than 700 more plants than the second place.
Of the more than one thousand spiritual herbs of the Beiming Immortal Sect, Qin Feng and Tianxin contributed more than six hundred.
Mo Ran's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot at this result.
Even if none of their Lingxian Sect disciples had any accidents and completed the trial, there was absolutely no way they could produce more than a thousand spiritual herbs.
He not only lost the bet, but he lost terribly and lost everything.
Even he himself could only be at Lin Qingyin's mercy.
At this moment, the young man spoke with a half-smile. "Fellow Daoist Mo Ran, you've lost. Hand over your storage ring and let us divide it among ourselves!"
Mo Ran didn't dare to renege on the debt at all, and immediately took off her storage ring and threw it to the young man.
Then, with a dark expression, he looked at Lin Qingyin. "Fellow Daoist Lin, how do you intend to deal with me?"
Lin Qingyin's expression was indifferent. "You can leave now that you've crippled your cultivation."
Mo Ran's face was extremely gloomy as he roared, "Lin Qingyin, don't go too far!"
"No matter what, I am still the Holy Son of the Spirit Immortal Sect!"
"Aren't you afraid of causing a major war between the two factions by treating me like this?"
Lin Qingyin sneered. "So you don't want to honor the bet?"
"Then don't fulfill it!"
"Since we've signed a blood pact, if you don't honor it, you're doomed!"
"I'd love to see that!"
Mo Ran was instantly consumed by rage and spat out a mouthful of blood.
With the blood pact in place, he had no choice but to comply with whatever Lin Shiyin asked, or he would face certain death.
If you die, you lose everything, but if you live, there is still hope.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face grim, and said coldly, "I will remember what happened today!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than Mo Ran decisively crippled his cultivation and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
Lin Qingyin glanced at Mo Ran, then took out the spaceship and carried Qin Feng and the other four away.
The other sect members ignored Mo Ran and left one after another.
...
Lin Qingyin had not flown far in her spaceship when suddenly a beautiful figure appeared out of thin air directly in front of it.
Upon seeing this, Lin Qingyin quickly stopped the spaceship and looked at Qianying. With just one glance, her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.
The visitor was none other than Meng Xiyao!
More than half a year has passed, and I never expected that Meng Xiyao would still be thinking about Qin Feng.
Qin Feng appeared very calm on the surface, but he was actually a little flustered inside.
If Meng Xiyao were to lay a hand on him, he would surely die today.
Lin Qingyin took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Senior Meng, may I ask why you have blocked our way?"
Meng Xiyao glanced at Lin Qingyin, then pointed at Qin Feng. "I need to talk to this kid alone!"
Lin Qingyin frowned slightly. "Senior Meng, I'm afraid I cannot agree to this!"
Meng Xiyao narrowed her eyes slightly. "What? Do you think I would harm him?"
“I don’t think so!” Lin Qingyin said. “My master and sect leader instructed me that Qin Feng must not leave my sight except when he is participating in the trial.”
"If you insist on having a talk with Qin Feng, then I must stay out of the way!"
Meng Xiyao sneered. "Interesting. Are all the people from your Northern Underworld Immortal Sect this arrogant?"
"A mere Immortal King Realm cultivator dares to disregard even an Immortal Emperor like me!"
"Since you won't accept the toast, then you'll have to accept the penalty!"
Just as Meng Xiyao was about to make her move, a clear, cold voice suddenly rang out at this critical moment.
"Meng Xiyao, who gave you the audacity to bully my disciple?"
Upon hearing this, Meng Xiyao frowned slightly and looked up, where she saw Zi Yun slowly descending.
"I never expected you to be secretly protecting this kid!"
"Could he really be related to Ba Tian?"
Zi Yun landed in front of Meng Xiyao and said calmly, "He has nothing to do with Ba Tian!"
"It just so happens that I practiced Batian's techniques, and I just happened to like his things because of him."
Meng Xiyao frowned slightly, her expression shifting between light and shadow. As far as she knew, the Overlord Immortal Emperor had no disciples.
He did not pass on the Nine Yang Divine Technique, the cultivation method he practiced, to anyone.
She pondered for a moment, then looked at Qin Feng and asked, "Boy, are you really not related to the Overlord Immortal Emperor at all?"
Qin Feng remained completely calm and composed. "No!"
Meng Xiyao stared intently at Qin Feng for a while, then asked, "Then do you dare let me search your soul?"
Zi Yun's face instantly darkened, and a terrifying killing intent erupted from her body.
"Meng Xiyao, do you want to fight me?"
Meng Xiyao glanced at Zi Yun with utter disdain. "I advise you not to court death."
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