Wei Qinghe knew she would encounter Liuli Zhenjun, but she didn't expect Liuli Zhenjun to become more and more courageous in battle and even dare to provoke her in public.
Their purpose was simply to take the mountain of the Southern Maple Sect from her.
With her formation and Fuyue Daozun's sword formation together, even Xinghui Daozun would find it difficult to break the formation.
If you can't break the formation, you won't know that she has moved the spiritual vein.
Even if the formation was broken, it's unclear when that happened.
Many cultivators present today did not participate in the Sword Cultivation Competition, nor did they go to the Nanfeng Sect, but quite a few still heard about Wei Qinghe, Dai Xingyu, and the Glazed True Monarch.
“You stole the mountain from the Nanfeng Sect, which was the betrothal gift Dai Xingyu gave me.”
The eyes of the Crystal True Monarch were filled with boundless hatred. She refused to believe that after all that had been said, there would still be anyone who would speak up for Wei Qinghe.
Wei Qinghe pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "It's only right to pay back debts. You and Dai Xingyu are truly in love, so what does it matter whether or not there's a betrothal gift?"
A single word of true love pulled Dai Xingyu back from her wandering thoughts.
True love.
That was what he had thought, and that was what he had said to Wei Qinghe.
But reality slaps you in the face quickly and painfully.
Ever since Wei Qinghe took that mountain, Xinghui Daozun's attitude towards him has changed again and again. If it weren't for the sake of Liuli Zhenjun, he would probably have already expelled him from Qingjian Sect.
The reason why Xinghui Daozun was willing to marry Liuli Zhenjun to him was actually for the spiritual vein at the foot of that mountain.
Even the reason she brought him back to the Azure Sword Sect on their wedding day was for the sake of the spiritual veins.
He already regretted it. Wei Qinghe was the daughter of the Lingzong Sect Leader, yet she married him without hesitation. During their five years in the Nanfeng Sect, she took care of him diligently and even paid for his life out of her own pocket.
Even now, Wei Qinghe probably still doesn't know about the spiritual veins.
Trading a barren mountain for 1.5 million spirit stones was ultimately a loss for Wei Qinghe.
Wei Qinghe most enjoyed watching Liuli Zhenjun's miserable state, unable to stand her but unable to get rid of her.
"Besides, I spent so many spirit stones, isn't it perfectly normal to give me something as collateral?"
"Or, you can take out 1.5 million spirit stones now, and I'll give you that mountain."
Liuli Zhenjun's face was extremely ugly. Not only could she not produce it, but even her father, Xinghui Daozun, could not produce it.
"Impossible! Why should I pay the debts of the Southern Maple Sect?" True Monarch Liuli didn't even bother to think about it.
Therefore, she did not see the disappointment and regret in Dai Xingyu's eyes.
"Everyone's here." A magnetic and tender voice came from the void.
Then a handsome man with an extraordinary appearance arrived on a flying sword, accompanied by disciples of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect.
As soon as Daoist Fuyue appeared, the eyes of many female cultivators were drawn to him.
Even the True Lord of Glazed Glass was no exception.
If she had met Daoist Fuyue earlier, she wouldn't have gotten involved with Dai Xingyu for the sake of a spiritual vein.
The Daoist Master Fuyue, with his gentle breeze and bright moon, was actually quite close to Wei Qinghe, that abandoned woman.
"The Venerable Daoist Fuyue".
Everyone was overjoyed. Although the Mirror Flower Secret Realm only opens once every ten years, it not only contains the inheritance of powerful beings, but also harbors all kinds of unknown dangers. Their lives were guaranteed by going in with Daoist Fuyue.
Fuyue Daozun descended on his sword and landed not far from Wei Qinghe.
Their eyes met, and they smiled faintly, everything understood without words.
Wei Qinghe actually wanted to share the good news of the spiritual veins' growth, but now was not the right time.
Dai Xingyu had been secretly watching Wei Qinghe all along, and seeing Wei Qinghe smile at Fuyue Daozun made him feel even worse.
That beautiful smile once graced his face.
The more I thought about it, the worse I felt.
Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, "The Mirror Flower Secret Realm has opened!"
Suddenly, a portal appeared out of thin air.
The cultivators were very excited, and they rushed in quickly, as if they had forgotten all the hidden dangers.
Upon seeing this, Liuli Zhenjun rushed forward even faster.
Soon only the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sword Sect and the Spirit Sect remained.
The strongest are often the ones who come later.
"Let's go too," Wei Qinghe said after seeing that most people had gone inside.
"Let's go." Daoist Fuyue was not in a hurry at all. Other sects had their own elders leading the teams, so they didn't need to rely on him for everything.
Only then did the two groups enter the portal.
Unbeknownst to them, a group of people dressed in strange costumes followed them in as soon as they entered, and then the portal was forcefully closed.
...
After entering the Mirror Flower Secret Realm, everyone was teleported and separated.
Wei Qinghe's body continued to fall, and before she could see the scene in front of her clearly, she heard a hissing sound that made her hair stand on end.
There's a snake!
A brown shadow loomed down from above, and a three-headed snake came into view.
The three-headed snake's head was bigger than a football, and its obese body was like a water bucket.
The three-headed snake's tail was coiled around a large tree on the edge of the cliff, and all three heads seemed poised to devour Wei Qinghe.
Wei Qinghe immediately drew his jade-like longsword, twisted his body, stepped into the air, and landed steadily on the sword.
With one hand gripping a long whip that shimmered with pale, colorful light, the three heads gradually drew closer, as if trying to divide Wei Qinghe into three parts.
Wei Qinghe frowned, and her long whip flashed out swiftly, with a series of cracking sounds...
Each time the whip fell, it left a bloody wound on the three-headed snake's head.
This made it impossible for the three heads to get close to Wei Qinghe, let alone eat her.
"It's not easy to cultivate to the seventh level, why seek death?"
Wei Qinghe was now at the same height as the cliff, while the three-headed snake had actually been lowered down.
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