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Chapter 11

The aura around him boiled like boiled water, and an invisible suction emerged from Qin Xinyao's body, as if a long whale swallowed the sea, absorbing all the aura that was rioting around.

In an instant, the aura in this area was completely sucked away.The aura emitted by Qin Xin and Yao suddenly became several times stronger.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and her eyes were radiant, as if there was substance.

"Finally... Yo, isn't this cousin Qin Xuan?"

Qin Xinyao looked at the group of people in front of her and raised her voice, but there was no surprise in her eyes.

Only then did Qin Xuan remember his purpose.The two Qin Xuans said viciously: "Qin Xinyao! You actually concealed your cultivation!"

Qin Xinyao's smile was full of mockery, and she said: "Cousin, what are you doing? Are you playing games? Forgive my sister's blind eyes, which one is you?"

"You! Qin Xinyao, is it your fault?!"

"It's ridiculous, I've been concentrating on breaking through, so I don't have time to play games with you."

"Damn!"

After the two Qin Xuan finished cursing, they looked at each other again, "Shut up! Don't talk like me!"

"Well, Brother Xuan, I think we should... Hurry up and let the clan elders take a look."

A young man spoke cautiously, his eyes moving back and forth between the two Qin Xuans.

One of them, Qin Xuan: "Let's go!"

Another Qin Xuan: "Don't get in the way! And you, Qin Xinyao! You have to go too!"

Qin Xinyao rolled her eyes, and said: "Okay, anyway, the time is coming soon, and my cousin wants to wipe out the monsters on the road for me, so I'd rather be obedient than respectful."

A group of people headed for the exit of the trial ground.The two Qin Xuans were unwilling to let anyone else go, they walked side by side at the front, and the smell of gunpowder was extremely strong.The group of teenagers in the back were all trembling, not daring to show their air.

Only Qin Xinyao followed leisurely at the end, occasionally picking a fruit from a passing tree and chewing on it.

She whispered to Jing Yingrong in a voice that no one else could hear:
"This Qin Xuan is my cousin, he is my uncle's son."

"My uncle Qin Jianming wants to support his son to become the next generation of the Qin family patriarch, so he suppresses the competitive younger generation of the clan everywhere."

"Qin Xuan is not a good person either. I remember everything the father and son did to me and my mother!"

Jing Yingrong: "There is revenge."

"Hmm! Their father and son, and... I will not let them go."

The content behind the word "and" is low and inaudible, but Jing Yingrong still heard it clearly, and she didn't question it.

Qin Xinyao took a big bite of the fruit, her cheeks bulging.She stared at the backs of the two Qin Xuans in front of her, with the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a gloating smile.

"Sister Jing, your trick is too good. This is a good show, haha!"

Jing Yingrong: "Your voice is louder."

The teenagers walking in front of Qin Xinyao looked back at her suspiciously. Qin Xinyao hurriedly covered her mouth and coughed loudly as if she had been choked by fruit.

At the exit of the trial ground, many people had already gathered, most of them were high-spirited youths.On the high platform built, stood a few middle-aged people and an old man with white hair and a childlike face.

The teenagers whispered to each other, each sharing what they had received in the Land of Trials.I don't know who was the first to see Qin Xuan and others who came out, and made a surprised voice:
"Hey, brother Xuan? What, why are there two brothers Xuan?"

There was an uproar in the crowd, and the people on the stage cast their gazes over.

Two Qin Xuans stepped up to the high platform, and one of them, a middle-aged man with a square mouth and broad nose, frowned and said, "Xuan'er, what are you doing?"

The two Qin Xuan glared at each other again, and one of them said, "Daddy, this person is pretending to be me!"

Another said: "Don't listen to his nonsense! Dad, I am Xuan'er!"

Qin Jianming's brows were knotted. He looked at this and then that, and several other people gathered around to look at the two Qin Xuan curiously.

Qin Jianming reached forward with both palms, grasping the shoulders of the two Qin Xuan respectively, and carefully felt the breath and spiritual power fluctuations of the two.

A look of shock gradually appeared on his face, and he said, "There is no difference? How could it be so?!"

Seeing this, the old man stepped forward and said, "Let the old man try."

Qin Jianming stepped aside and said respectfully, "Uncle, please."

A huge coercion descended, like two mountains pressing down on the two Qin Xuans.The two fell to their knees in unison, their bodies like chaff, sweat pouring down like rain.

The pure power of spiritual consciousness was submerged into the bodies of the two, and the subtleties were strictly checked.

After a long time, the coercion dissipated, and the old man showed a thoughtful look.He stroked his beard, suddenly leaned over and cupped his hands, and said:
"I am the elder of the Qin family. The younger generation doesn't understand etiquette and offended the senior. I hereby apologize to the senior and hope that the senior will be happy. If the senior is willing to show up, the Qin family is willing to offer a generous gift as an expression of apology."

The old man's loud voice spread far away, and everyone was confused.

Qin Jianming asked in confusion: "Uncle, what do you mean?"

The old man ignored him, maintaining a low-browed and pleasing attitude.After a long time, without any abnormality, the old man sighed and straightened his waist.

"The two of them, I can't tell the truth from the fake. Your kid, I'm afraid he offended some powerful person, so he was teased like this."

Qin Jianming panicked all of a sudden: "Then what should I do?"

The old man said: "We can only let the ancestors take a look when we go back."

Qin Jianming felt anxious, but he didn't dare to say anything.

Among the crowd, in a corner where no one was paying attention, Qin Xinyao leaned against a tree trunk with her arms folded, looking like she was watching the excitement.

Jing Yingrong: "They said they wanted to find the ancestor."

Qin Xinyao was a little nervous immediately: "The ancestor is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, will he find you?"

"will not."

"Huh...that's fine."

Reassuring, Qin Xinyao couldn't help but be speechless: "It's stronger than a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage..."

Putting aside Qin Xuan's matter for the time being, the old man waved his sleeves, counted the number of people with his spiritual sense in an instant, and said, "Five people are missing."

A middle-aged man next to him stepped forward, showed five broken life cards, and said, "Five people are confirmed dead."

The old man nodded and said casually, "It's less than in previous years."

Then, the old man announced the start of a competition for the results of the trial, that is, to see who got the most demon pills.

In order to facilitate the calculation, it is necessary to convert different levels of demon cores into first-level demon cores according to the proportion.

The teenagers came to the stage one by one in order, showing off the demon pills they had obtained from the trial ground.Several people, including Qin Jianming, were in charge of calculating records and statistics, and the old man supervised them.

"Qin Yang, 23."

"Qin Changqing, fifteen."

"Qin Nanyu, 41."

"Qin Meng, 36."

Qin Xinyao was in the middle and back row. She originally had a lack of interest expression, but after hearing Qin Xuan's name, she immediately cheered up.

(End of this chapter)