"Be confident, you can do it."

Qin Lang told Liu Qingyan this with a smile yesterday.

Liu Qingyan felt very warm in her heart.

Liu Qingyan dreamed about this sentence all night last night.

The scene where Qin Lang said this to her was repeated over and over again.

But she has low self-esteem.

She is scared.

Even if she wanted to see her senior brother again.

Nor did he dare to find out any information about Qin Lang.

She was afraid that her senior brother would know her feelings for him.

She also thought that her senior brother was an outstanding disciple in the Locking Immortal Sect and would not be interested in her.

She would be content if she could only stay in the alchemy room, occasionally light a fire for her senior brother, listen to his voice, and watch him making the elixir.

When Shi Lan asked her the question, she wanted to muster up the courage to answer Shi Lan's question.

But in the end, she was ridiculed by other disciples before she could even finish her words.

She felt very sad.

At this moment, she felt lonely.

She really wanted to see Qin Lang.

Because Qin Lang is the only one who can give her warmth.

Be confident, you can do it.

I can do it... Liu Qingyan was shaking violently.

Of course you can.

I want to tell them that I am not useless.

She lowered her head and glanced around.

There are disciples of the Suoxian Sect everywhere.

But I still haven’t seen my senior brother.

Didn’t senior brother come?

Or was it that the senior brother was blocked by others and she didn’t see him?

Senior brother must be looking at me, right?

I can't let my brother down...

My senior brother said I can do it, so I can definitely do it.

"I... am not... trash."

Liu Qingyan uttered these five words with difficulty.

And her voice was so soft, so soft that no one except people nearby could hear her.

These five words took up all her courage.

Under the gaze of so many people, Liu Qingyan still failed.

She wanted to shout out loud that she was not useless.

But when the words came out of his mouth, they were like the whisper of a mosquito.

"Brother, you must be very disappointed to see me like this... That's right, Brother has always been my unattainable dream."

Liu Qingyan felt lost.

The body stops shaking.

Once again returning to his timid and humble appearance.

She loosened her clenched fists and tried to leave the "encirclement".

Only the alchemy room is her pure land.

She just moved.

The voice of the disciple who had reminded Shi Lan earlier sounded again.

"What did she just say? I seemed to hear her say she wasn't trash?"

The disciple's voice was full of teasing.

Shi Lan frowned slightly.

As fellow students, such jokes are a bit too much.

"She is gathering her breath, not refining her qi."

Shi Lan said calmly.

As a person at the fourth level of Purple Mansion Realm, Shi Lan couldn't tell what level of Ju Xi Realm Liu Qingyan was at.

I can only sense that it is the state of gathering breath.

He was just giving a friendly reminder and had no intention of standing up for Liu Qingyan.

Although he has a high status in the Locking Immortal Sect.

But after all, I have only joined for a few days.

There is no need to make enemies with so many disciples of Suoxianmen just for a woman in Juxi Realm.

"Gathering?"

The disciple showed disdain again.

"Maybe she just got lucky and reached the first level of Juxi. Her talent is so poor that even if she reaches Juxi, she will still be a waste!"

The disciple did not dare to doubt Shi Lan's words.

After all, Shi Lan's status in the Locking Immortal Sect is higher than his.

Shit…Liu Qingyan was shocked.

Her cultivation has now reached the ninth level of Juxi.

It wasn't achieved by sheer luck.

Instead, it was her senior brother who fed her with elixirs.

Senior brother... is not shit!

Liu Qingyan released all the energy in her body.

The strength of the ninth level of Juxi made many outer disciples tremble all over.

The outer disciples are all at the Qi Refining Stage.

Facing the Juxi Realm, there is no way to fight back!

The disciple who had ridiculed him before was only at the third level of Juxi.

"How did you..."

The disciple had not yet finished speaking.

Liu Qingyan had already rushed to him quickly.

"Brother, it's not shit!"

She screamed.

The fist wrapped in spiritual energy smashed directly into the disciple's chest.

This punch was filled with her anger.

It doesn't matter how you scold her.

She won't mind what you say about her.

Be it trash or loser.

Liu Qingyan has gotten used to it.

But, I shouldn’t say Liu Qingyan’s “senior brother”.

The senior brother pretended by Qin Lang has become Liu Qingyan's Achilles' heel.

The senior brother gave her the only warmth in the world.

In front of Qin Lang, she received neither abuse nor ridicule.

But affirmation, care, and help.

Liu Qingyan just wanted to watch Qin Lang silently and help him make a fire.

But why do these people call my senior brother shit?

She was angry.

For the first time in her life, she was angry.

She wanted to tear to pieces the person who slandered her senior brother in front of her!

"Ninth level of concentration!"

Shi Lan's eyes narrowed.

He didn't expect that this humble and timid woman was actually at the ninth level of Juxi!

The fist wrapped in spiritual energy had already rushed to the disciple's chest.

The third level of concentration is simply unstoppable.

"not good!"

Shi Lan was shocked.

If this punch hits, the disciple will definitely have his chest pierced and die instantly.

"stop!"

He shouted loudly.

Appeared in front of Liu Qingyan in an instant.

With a "bang".

Liu Qingyan threw a punch filled with anger.

It hit Shi Lan’s palm.

Shi Lan took on the full force attack from the ninth level of Juxi, but felt only some pain and took a few steps back.

However, the disciple behind Shi Lan was sent flying backwards due to the impact.

With a "puff" sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was seriously injured and unconscious.

Shi Lan looked a little ugly.

The Suoxian Sect forbids fellow disciples from killing each other.

Even though the disciple had ridiculed him before.

Liu Qingyan’s attack was too harsh!

"Are you crazy? He just made a few sarcastic remarks, why did you have to do such a cruel thing?"

Shi Lan condemned Liu Qingyan without knowing how severe the blow would be.

His cultivation was six levels higher than his, yet he still attacked with all his strength.

A trace of blood slid across the corner of Liu Qingyan's mouth.

She, who was at the ninth level of Juxi, was no match for Shi Lan, who was at the fourth level of Zifu.

Even though Shi Lan was repelled by her, the powerful strength of the Purple Mansion Realm still caused her to suffer internal injuries.

"Brother, it's not shit!"

Liu Qingyan roared.

Her eyes were red and she couldn't hear anything.

“Huff…”

Liu Qingyan was breathing heavily.

Shi Lan's face was cold.

"Looks like I have to take you down first so you can calm down!"

He clenched his fists, ready to attack.

He didn't dare to use his magical power, the Ice Finger.

That move is too powerful.

He had no intention of killing Liu Qingyan.

"Brother, it's not shit!"

Liu Qingyan roared again and rushed directly towards Shi Lan, who was a few steps away from her.

The people watching were all stunned.

Since when did this unknown person, whose name they couldn't even remember, become so powerful?

Shi Lan's eyes narrowed.

Spiritual energy enveloped his fists.

"drink!"

He shouted loudly and exchanged punches with Liu Qingyan.

There was a "bang" sound, followed by a crisp "click" sound.

Liu Qingyan flew backwards.

Her arms hung limply.

The previous punch.

The huge impact caused her arm to be broken.

"Brother, it's not shit!"

Liu Qingyan fell to the ground and staggered to her feet.

It’s as if I don’t know what pain is.

She was still roaring.

"She's possessed."

Ye Wuyi's voice sounded.

With a "clang" sound.

The long sword on his back was unsheathed with a cold light.

The sword was pointing at Liu Qingyan who had just gotten up.