One hundred miles away from the three major sects’ camps, in a valley.

"You are...the female disciple of Zhenyang Sect?"

Huang Kezhou looked at Qiu Zhihe who walked out of the darkness, his face full of shock.

He had met this female disciple once during the day, and there was nothing special about her, so he didn't pay much attention to her and didn't even remember her name.

But at this moment, Ye Xiyue was half-kneeling in front of this person, with a respectful expression, and called her "Madam".

This scene was so bizarre that Huang Kezhou could not help but feel horrified. He said to Qiu Zhihe:

"When did you follow us?"

Qiu Zhihe looked at him calmly and said slowly, "Twenty years ago, Haitang Village, do you still remember it?"

Huang Kezhou was startled and subconsciously took a half step back: "Who are you?!"

Qiu Zhihe slowly walked towards Huang Kezhou, her voice cold:

"Twenty years ago, you were injured by a monster in Haitang Village and nearly died. Qinglian Sect's senior sister Chun Hongtang knew that you were a spy sent by the Thunder Sword Sect, but she still healed your wounds and sent you away from the Southern Demon Land."

"Fifteen years later, you took the position of elder of Thunder Sword Sect. Many people in Thunder Sword Sect were dissatisfied with you. In order to establish your authority, you planned to ambush Chun Hongtang."

"She recognized you and could have killed you, but she softened her heart in the end, and you took the opportunity to kill her."

"Is there a single word I said that is false?"

Qiu Zhihe spoke one sentence at a time, and with every step she took, her figure slowly grew taller.

With every word she spoke, half of her hair turned red and half turned white.

Huang Kezhou's eyes gradually widened, and endless fear appeared in his eyes.

"Xia, Xia Qinglian...you are not dead?!"

The fear that nearly killed him when Xia Qinglian pointed his finger at him on Tianlu Mountain surged into Huang Kezhou's heart again. He stepped back in horror and shouted to Jianyue:

"Junior Sister Ye, she, she is Xia Qinglian, stop her quickly!"

Jian Yue smiled and said, "Elder Huang, the Saint is my master's wife, how could I help you deal with her?"

Huang Kezhou pointed at Jianyue in disbelief: "You, you actually betrayed the righteous path?!"

Qiu Zhihe said coldly: "The so-called righteous way is to be ungrateful and repay kindness with hatred?"

Huang Kezhou retreated repeatedly and hit an obstacle with a bang. Only then did he realize that a huge magic circle had been set up around him.

"Xia Qinglian, your sister is from the Demon Sect, and I am from the Righteous Sect. We are enemies, so how can you repay kindness with hatred?"

"The right way? Haha."

Red flames appeared in Xia Qinglian's left hand, white frost formed in her right hand, her long hair was flying, and her eyes were cold and fierce, like a beautiful god of death.

"ah!"

Huang Kezhou shouted loudly, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. A huge green fairy sword appeared in the air, condensing a powerful aura and slashing towards Xia Qinglian!

This is his strongest sword, using up all his spiritual power!

However, this huge green fairy sword was frozen by ice after only half of it was cut off.

Then it shattered into a pile of ice crystals.

Huang Kezhou trembled all over, and suddenly fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face:

"Don't kill me, don't kill me! Xu Zhenqian also killed your sister. I tricked him here and I'll help you kill him. How about my life in exchange?!"

"I swear, I will serve the Saint like a slave, and I will serve the Saint for the rest of my life!"

Xia Qinglian walked in front of him and said in a very calm voice: "Xu Zhenqian will die, everyone in the Thunder Sword Sect will die, you are just the first one."

Huang Kezhou suddenly jumped up, a purple dagger appeared in his hand, and it turned into a beam of lightning and shot towards Xia Qinglian.

But before the dagger got close, it was enveloped by a ball of red flame and turned into ashes.

Xia Qinglian said calmly: "Don't worry, I will make your death very painful."

Suddenly, the left side of Huang Kezhou's body was frozen, while the right side of his body was on fire.

"ah!!!"

There was frost on Huang Kezhou's left face and flames on his right face. Even his shrill screams seemed to be cut in half.

Half is bone-chilling despair, half is heart-burning fear.

"Xia Qinglian! You are not a human, you are a devil from hell! You..."

Soon, half of Huang Kezhou's body turned into ashes, and the other half turned into an ice sculpture. The extremely shrill screams also stopped abruptly.

Click.

Half of the ice sculpture shattered, turned into ice crystals, and completely dissipated.

Huang Kezhou, one of the four great elders of the Leijian Sect and a Nascent Soul cultivator, turned into dust in a moment and could never be found again.

Xia Qinglian stood there and looked up at the sky. At this time, the dark clouds dispersed and a bright moon appeared.

"Senior Sister, this is the second one."

Bang bang bang!

Jian Yue clapped his hands and said, "As expected of the number one person in the past five hundred years, even if her cultivation has not recovered, she is still so powerful. If the master knew that the eldest lady was such a powerful person, I wonder what he would think?"

Xia Qinglian turned around. Her figure had become smaller, and her face had changed from a beautiful oval face to a cute round face. She said coldly to Jianyue:

"The poison of the Soul Devouring Pill will take effect tomorrow. If you want to taste the Soul Devouring Poison, you can give it a try."

Jianyue chuckled: "Don't worry, Madam, I will never reveal a word to the master."

Qiu Zhihe looked at her indifferently, and Jianyue immediately knelt down, crawled in front of her, put his hands on her shoes, raised his head, and said with a flattering and fawning face:

"I will always be the Madam's dog. I will do whatever the Madam tells me to do."

"Even if the Madam asks me to bear children for you, I will not hesitate at all!"

Qiu Zhihe sneered: "You have reached the second level of the Soul Separation Art?"

There are nine levels in the "Soul Separation and Splitting Art". After practicing to the seventh level, one can split one body into two and create another body.

This method originated from a book about cultivating the body into an incarnation thousands of years ago. Later, this method was lost and damaged, and was then repaired and improved by later generations to become this method of clones.

After hearing Qiu Zhihe's words, Jianyue touched his forehead to the ground and said respectfully:

"Madam, you have a keen sense of awareness. I have indeed reached the second level."

Qiu Zhihe looked down at her and said, "After you have trained another body, your soul will enter this new body, and Ye Xiyue's soul will be left in this body that has been infected by the Soul Devouring Pill."

"You'll be able to get away soon anyway, so just abuse Ye Xiyue's body as much as you want."

"Let alone giving birth to children for my husband, you can even work as a prostitute in a brothel, right?"

"Nothing can be hidden from the Madam!" Jianyue knelt respectfully at Qiu Zhihe's feet with a strange smile on his face.

"Madam, do you still remember the prediction Yun Chen made to Ye Xiyue when we were at Yunzhu Mountain?"

"When you get involved in the world, you will see the great truth in the red dust."

"I let Ye Xiyue's body go to the mortal world for her own good!"

Qiu Zhihe waved her hand and erased all traces of Huang Kezhou.

"What you want to do has nothing to do with me, but before that, you must help my husband clear the obstacles at the Feixian Ceremony."

"As you command, Madam!"