"What are you doing? Didn't I already say? We have some accounts to settle." Wei Qinghe glanced at her indifferently.
Liuli Zhenjun's body trembled uncontrollably.
She only knew that Daoist Fuyue wouldn't let it go so easily, and she never expected that Wei Qinghe would recover so quickly.
And they will choose this time to speak out about this matter.
There had been a lot of talk about her being bullied by demonic cultivators, and it was assumed that those gossipy cultivators had deliberately spread the rumors.
Now it seems that Wei Qinghe took the opportunity to retaliate against her and wanted to ruin her reputation.
That's so despicable.
"Wei Qinghe, it was purely accidental that you were injured in that situation. I originally intended to injure the demonic cultivator. It was just that you were unlucky..."
Wei Qinghe didn't care about anything else and flashed to the front of Liuli Zhenjun as fast as lightning.
"So many fellow cultivators are watching, yet you still try to deny it. You took advantage of me dealing with the demonic cultivator to pierce me with a single sword strike, and now you have the nerve to say it was just bad luck?"
One of the cultivators said indignantly, "Liuli, aren't you far too good at distorting the truth?"
"At that time, Fellow Daoist Wei was bound by the Spirit Binding Lock by the demonic cultivator, but he did not forget to use his last bit of spiritual power to activate the talisman to help you break free. As a result, the first thing you did after breaking free was to launch a sneak attack from behind."
"That's right. A sword pierced his chest. If it weren't for Daoist Fuyue's intervention and Fellow Daoist Wei's good fortune, I'm afraid Fellow Daoist Wei wouldn't be here right now."
They didn't say that Wei Qinghe would die, nor did they want Wei Qinghe to die at the hands of Liuli Zhenjun.
Those cultivators who obtained the materials felt even more indignant on Wei Qinghe's behalf.
With a flick of her wrist, Wei Qinghe sent the whip that had been wrapped around Dai Xingyu flying into her hand, leaving Dai Xingyu still unable to move.
Wei Qinghe's kick came without warning and was extremely powerful.
Liuli Zhenjun felt a sudden pain in his abdomen, and his body was blasted away.
The whip, imbued with elemental power, lashed rapidly across her body, producing crisp, cracking sounds that stirred the blood.
Liuli Zhenjun rolled on the ground repeatedly, trying to avoid the whip's strikes.
It wasn't that she hadn't suffered losses at Wei Qinghe's hands before; it was precisely because she had suffered so many losses that she recklessly stabbed Wei Qinghe at that time.
Her sinister gaze was fixed on Wei Qinghe, as if she wished she could grind Wei Qinghe to dust.
"Wei Qinghe, how dare you hit me like this! My father will never let you get away with this..."
She regretted not being gentle enough at the time, while also blaming Daoist Fuyue for healing Wei Qinghe.
Wei Qinghe didn't care about any of that. She had already fallen out with Xinghui Daozun last time, and there was no way they could reconcile, nor was there any need for them to.
The Liuli True Lord and his daughter are trying to trample on her head; she absolutely will not allow such a thing to happen.
"Don't worry, I'll go find him."
Upon hearing this, Liuli Zhenjun suddenly had a bad feeling.
After an unknown amount of time, the veil on the face of the True Lord of Glazed Glass suddenly fell off.
At that moment, everyone was stunned, even Dai Xingyu, who was lying on the ground unable to move, was dumbfounded.
Then it was seen that the right cheek of the True Lord of Glazed Glass had a rotten wound the size of an egg.
The wound was bloody inside, and the bluish-black edges were spreading, indicating it was poison from a demonic cultivator.
If there were still people who didn't believe that the demonic cultivators had entered the secret realm, or who didn't believe that the True Monarch Liuli had been violated by the demonic cultivators.
Having witnessed that scene and seen the scar on Liuli Zhenjun's face, he no longer had any doubts.
"Ah!" Liuli Zhenjun let out a piercing scream and hurriedly covered the hideous wound on his right cheek.
Just as Wei Qinghe put away her whip, Liuli Zhenjun suddenly stood up, a flash of silver light in his hand, and rushed towards Wei Qinghe.
"Wei Qinghe, you've gone too far!"
With a flick of her spiritual power, Wei Qinghe drew the tree branch from the ground into her palm and threw it away just as the Glazed True Monarch's dagger was about to strike.
The branch pierced through Liuli Zhenjun's body in an instant, completely disappearing into the tree trunk behind her.
"This is to repay you!"
Liuli Zhenjun knelt down heavily, breathing slowly and weakly, looking down in disbelief at the bleeding wound.
The cultivators were all wondering how Wei Qinghe managed to pierce through the body of the Glazed True Monarch with a tree branch, and how the branch could completely disappear into the tree trunk so far away.
Daoist Fuyue also arrived with his people and witnessed this scene.
No one spoke, because they knew about the feud between Wei Qinghe and Liuli Zhenjun.
They encountered many demonic cultivators along the way, but the demonic cultivators were very cunning. They did not confront Daoist Fuyue head-on, but only wanted to deal with those cultivators with low cultivation levels.
"Let's end this training session first," said Daoist Fuyue with a cold and stern expression.
Even if they stay, they can only stay in one place, so they can't gain any experience.
One of the cultivators said, "But the gate to the secret realm hasn't opened, how are we supposed to get out?"
Indeed, there are time restrictions for entering and exiting the secret realm.
"The idea is to open the door from the inside, or use a teleportation array," said Daoist Fuyue, looking at Wei Qinghe and Lei Wenxuan.
Both of them possessed extremely high attainments in formations, and there weren't many formation masters who had entered this time.
Wei Qinghe and Lei Wenxuan exchanged a glance. "Second Senior Brother, which one do you think we should try first?"
Lei Wenxuan knew in his heart that he was not as good as his junior sister when it came to formations.
But since his junior sister has spoken, it would be disrespectful for him not to offer her a choice.
"I think we should try using an array first. What do you think, Junior Sister?"
Wei Qinghe nodded in agreement, "Let's not even talk about whether we can force open the portal from the inside. Even if we could, we don't know what kind of impact it would have on returning to the secret realm."
We can't risk causing destruction just to get out this time. If the secret realm is destroyed because of it, it would be a huge loss.
Just as the senior and junior disciples were discussing how to begin, a voice as melodious as a nightingale's song suddenly rang out.
"Daoist Fuyue, it's actually better to leave matters of formations to formation masters. Although Fellow Daoist Wei and Fellow Daoist Lei are powerful, they are only sword cultivators."
Then a beautiful woman dressed in a Taoist robe from the Tianji Pavilion slowly walked out from the crowd.
Wei Qinghe and Lei Wenxuan looked at the newcomers and, upon seeing that they were disciples of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, immediately exchanged a glance.
Since the other party stood up so confidently, they might be able to leave immediately, so she and Lei Wenxuan didn't need to waste their time here.
"So you're a fellow Daoist from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. In that case, please come on over."
The woman ignored Wei Qinghe and Lei Wenxuan and went straight to stop in front of Daoist Fuyue.
She smiled slightly, "Daoist Fuyue, I am An Muning, a direct disciple of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion."
Daoist Fuyue disliked people getting close at all, and he subtly took two steps back.
"Since you are a disciple of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, then I'll have to trouble you."
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