My father is the main character, but the female leads want to kill me.

Upstairs, Huang Qiusheng's expression grew increasingly solemn. His grandson's strongest attack had actually been blocked, and according to his senses, the girl's aura was constantly rising as she blocked the attack. Her aura was approaching Shi Shi's, and might even surpass it!

What does it mean to overtake her? Is this girl really at the Dragon Transformation Realm? That's absurd!

Huang Qiusheng was unwilling to believe it, but even his master, the beautiful woman, was filled with surprise. At first, she thought that Meng Qing must have reached a very high level of Nirvana Realm, so she wanted to raise the threshold of the disciple competition to give Meng Qing a chance to make a contribution.

Now it seems that what this girl gained from that inheritance in that secret realm was no ordinary amount!

After the beautiful woman understood, a strange smile appeared on her lips, but she quickly suppressed it. The Grand Elder was still there, so she couldn't smile so happily.

Huang Shishi's golden sword light from the Nine Heavens Breaking Sun Sword weakened under Shangguan Mengqing's defense, which was constantly shifting between strength and weakness.

With a flick of her wrist, Shangguan Mengqing sent the sword's edge back to Huang Shishi as if she were swinging a baseball.

Even Huang Shishi hadn't expected that Shangguan Mengqing could actually send his sword light back, and he was frantically defending himself.

"boom!"

Another explosion rang out above the arena, and a figure fell awkwardly onto the arena from the air. Huang Shishi dusted himself off and looked at the elegant and aloof figure not far away, like a blue lotus. He felt a little powerless. Shangguan Mengqing had easily neutralized his strongest sword strike. If they continued to fight, could he really win?

"Junior Sister Mengqing, can you tell me your true cultivation level?"

Huang Shishi moved his lips and spoke using his spiritual power.

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Mengqing slung the Autumn Rain Sword behind her back and responded to Huang Shishi using spiritual power. Only the two of them knew the specifics of what she said.

All that was known was that Hwang Se-seok's expression changed, a bitter look spreading across his face, before he smiled nonchalantly, raised his hand, and said, "I surrender!"

This seemingly casual remark exploded like a depth charge in the quiet arena, leaving everyone stunned and surprised that the competition would end in such a way.

"Why did Senior Brother Huang surrender? We can still fight!" some female disciples shouted excitedly.

"Even Senior Brother Huang can't beat Senior Sister Mengqing, doesn't that mean Senior Sister Mengqing is very strong now?!" Some male disciples who already supported Shangguan Mengqing analyzed excitedly.

The noise from the entire arena suddenly soared into the sky. There was confusion, surprise, sadness, and all sorts of complex emotions mixed together with the words, adding a touch of drama to this sect competition.

The referee elder was also taken aback by Huang Shishi's sudden surrender. After repeated confirmations, he officially announced that Shangguan Mengqing had won first place in this sect's disciple competition.

Cheers and applause surged forth, and Shangguan Mengqing, standing in the center of the field, was receiving everyone's shouts and cheers.

She watched the jubilant Sword Sect disciples, thinking to herself that it would be nice if some old man could offer a few words of praise, but given that guy's silver tongue, she couldn't count on him.

"I'll be heading to Qianzhou soon, I hope that old man still remembers my three rules!"

Shangguan Mengqing glanced at the Autumn Rain Sword in her hand, lightly flicked it with a graceful sword flourish, then sheathed it and put it back into her spatial ring.

"If the old man doesn't remember, then some things are unnecessary. Let's just get rid of them like this to avoid causing trouble for others!" Shangguan Mengqing thought to herself.

……

"Achoo!"

Lin Ran, who rarely sneezes, sneezed several times in a row, which was unusual for her.

"Which little sister remembered me?"

Lin Ran rubbed her nose and said shamelessly.

Standing to the side was Qiu Qingzi, who was tall and had a charming face. She was watching Fu Yuemei and the others not far away and how they were dealing with the demon beast at the peak of the Spirit Core Realm, but Lin Ran said such shameless things next to her.

Qiu Qingzi said with a look of disdain, "Lin Ran, ask yourself honestly, how old are you? You're an old man, and you're still so shameless!"

"Qiu Qingzi, I have to correct you on that!"

Lin Ran puffed out her chest and said with great confidence, "With my looks and my strong physique, none of the young people these days can beat me. I'm still got it!"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Qingzi glanced at Lin Ran, lingering on certain spots, and asked curiously, "But seriously, what exactly have you been eating? You've been at Linghua Academy for several years, and you're getting younger and younger. What methods are you using?"

"Wouldn't it be better to have Qianyi get you some youth-preserving pills?" Lin Ran said.

"I wish I were that rich! The ingredients for good anti-aging pills are very expensive, and the anti-aging effect is only temporary. It's not worth it!" Qiu Qingzi complained.

The reason Qiu Qingzi complained like this was mainly because the Youth Preservation Pill was too useless. Its grade was determined by the rarity of the medicinal materials used. Basically, whatever medicinal materials contained the most vitality, you could use them to make a more effective Youth Preservation Pill.

But the problem is, I already have such powerful life-enhancing medicinal herbs. If I use them to strengthen myself, wouldn't I also be able to preserve my youth? Then what's the point of refining the Youth Preservation Pill?

It seems that this youth-preserving pill is just a slightly refined version of those living medicinal herbs, with the youth-preserving effect being slightly enhanced.

Qiu Qingzi didn't discuss the topic of the Youth-Preserving Pill much. Watching Fu Yuemei and the others flee in a sorry state from the territory of the peak Spirit Core Realm demon beast, she said strangely, "Why did you send this bunch of guys who haven't even reached the Spirit Core Realm to challenge the peak Spirit Core Realm Crimson Demon Scorpion? Aren't you afraid they'll all die?"

"I'm also asking you to be my insurance agent!"

Lin Ran looked down at the woods below, where Fu Yuemei and the others were moving through the trees, each of them bearing some bruises.

Xiao Qian, whom Fu Yuemei was carrying, was in the most miserable state. The girl had a huge, gruesome gash on her right calf. Even after emergency treatment, hot, bright red blood continued to gush out from the wound, flowing along the escape route. The strong smell of blood stimulated the pursuing Crimson Scorpion, and also stimulated Fu Yuemei.

Because of her childhood experiences, this girl is now extremely afraid of blood.

At this moment, her close friend Xiaoqian was seriously injured. If she did not overcome this, Xiaoqian would perish in the mouth of that monster. From Fu Yuemei's constantly trembling hands, it could be seen that this girl was constantly fighting against the thing she feared most.

"Hey, aren't you going to do anything about this?"

Qiu Qingzi looked at the injured children below, especially the crimson scorpion chasing them. Its huge crimson body was covered with fine, sharp barbs, and its backward-facing stinger gleamed with a sharp, deep black light, clearly containing a strong venom.

The crimson scorpion rampaged through the forest, determined to kill all the insects that dared to invade its territory and threaten its treasures.

All of this made Qiu Qingzi's heart pound with fear, but when she looked at Lin Ran beside her, he remained calm and composed, as if what was happening below was nothing important.

"This guy is really good at holding back!"

Qiu Qingzi sighed inwardly, but if Lin Ran didn't make a move, her rash action might disrupt Lin Ran's plans!

……

"Fizz!"

A low, piercing hiss, like the low growl of a demon, kept ringing behind Fu Yuemei. She dared not turn around. The smell of blood in her nostrils was making her almost faint, but if she slowed down, she would be swallowed by the crimson scorpion.

"bump!"

A strange noise suddenly rang out to Fu Yuemei's right. She subconsciously looked over and saw that Chi Sinian had been knocked away by other monsters in the forest.

It was a tiger-like demon beast at the Spirit Transformation Realm level. It emerged from a forest and rammed its entire body directly into Chi Sinian. With its ferocious momentum and heavy force, Chi Sinian was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing into an ancient tree that broke and fell down.

"miss!"

Fu Yuemei stopped and called out, but the next moment, a sense of danger surged in her heart. Fu Yuemei turned around and saw that the crimson scorpion's backward stinger had turned into a dark light, carrying a foul, corrosive smell, and rapidly enlarged in front of her.

She instinctively closed her eyes, and the image of her master flashed through her mind.

"Am I going to die, Master?"

……

98. The Art of Speaking

The crimson scorpion's stinger gleamed with a ghostly purple light, about to pierce through Fu Yuemei and Xiao Qian, who was on her back.

The next moment, a golden light shot down from the sky at an extremely fast speed and crashed into the path of the Crimson Scorpion. From the flying dust, one could vaguely see that it was a unique longsword, and a dangerous aura emanated from the longsword that made the Crimson Scorpion feel dangerous.

But the Crimson Scorpion had no time to escape; its stinger had already struck, and at that moment, the longsword held up a pale golden canopy.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound rang out in the forest as the sky caught the crimson scorpion's stinger. At the same time, the pale golden sky unleashed a strong suction force, pulling half of the crimson scorpion's tail into a small vortex.

The sharp sword energy within the vortex instantly shattered half of the crimson scorpion's tail.

"hiss!"

The crimson scorpion let out a piercing, rapid cry of pain as it desperately propelled its limbs back to its territory.

After watching the Crimson Scorpion depart, Lin Ran slowly descended from the sky. He drew his Autumn Rain Sword and sheathed it. Turning around, he looked at Fu Yuemei, who was kneeling on the ground with her eyes closed and her body trembling. His expression softened, and he smiled, "Girl, why are you closing your eyes?"

"Hey?!"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Fu Yuemei instinctively let out a question. She hurriedly opened her eyes, but the frightening red scorpion was nowhere to be seen in front of her. Instead, there was her master with a gentle smile.

Upon seeing her master appear, Fu Yuemei couldn't help but shed two lines of tears on her delicate face. With a sob in her voice and a resentful look in her eyes, she said, "Master, if you had come any later, your newly accepted disciple would have been gone!"

"Hahaha, silly girl, I've been watching you all along!"

Seeing Fu Yuemei like this, Lin Ran stepped forward and patted her head, continuing, "You've made great progress this time; at least you don't tremble and become unable to walk when you see blood anymore."

"Blood?"

Fu Yuemei's face was full of confusion. She was stunned for a moment before she noticed the large bloodstains on her body and the warm blood still flowing from her hands.

"Ah, Xiaoqian!"

Fu Yuemei quickly put Xiao Qian down from behind. This girl, who looked like a child, had already fainted. Her face was very pale, and her brows were tightly furrowed, clearly in great pain.

Seeing Xiaoqian's condition, Fu Yuemei quickly looked at Lin Ran, but before she could say anything, Lin Ran spoke first: "The elder who treated her has arrived, don't worry!"

No sooner had the words left her lips than a mature and somewhat magnetic female voice rang out from the sky above the forest.

"Mr. Lin, I hope I'm not too late!"

Lin Ran looked up at the graceful figure descending from the sky and couldn't help but smile, "I'm sorry to have troubled you, Zhiqing, by calling you over at the last minute!"

"Hey, I don't have anything else to do anyway, and helping students is my duty as a teacher!"

The person who came over was Xin Zhiqing, the former owner of Guangmingtang and now the head of the alchemy department at Linghua Academy. Because Qianyi was refining pills, Lin Ran could only call Xin Zhiqing over.

After Xin Zhiqing, dressed in a light purple dress, landed on the ground, she immediately noticed Xiao Qian lying in Fu Yuemei's arms. When she saw Xiao Qian's lower body, which was almost stained red, Fu Yuemei gasped and rushed over to check her injuries.

"This bandaging technique is terrible, and they didn't even use spiritual power to seal the key acupoints, but just let the blood flow out... If this continues, the child will bleed to death!"

During the inspection, Xin Zhiqing coldly criticized.

This caused Fu Yuemei, who was standing next to her, to lower her head, her expression filled with guilt, and she didn't dare to utter a sound.

Because she was the one who handled the emergency, her unprofessional treatment undoubtedly worsened Xiaoqian's injuries.

Looking at Fu Yuemei's guilty face, Lin Ran stepped forward and patted her head. When she looked over, he said, "I will ask a teacher from the Department of Alchemy who specializes in treating injuries to teach you. The academy has always lacked this kind of teaching. This time we just discovered the problem, so you won't make the same mistake next time."

"Was this bandaging done by this girl?" Xin Zhiqing looked up and asked.

“Yes, I remember you have quite a few experienced people working under you. We can invite them over to teach them. Cato and Muller are both seasoned veterans!” Lin Ran said with a smile.

Xin Zhiqing shook her head and said, "Those drunkards of theirs are no good. Let my women do the teaching and nurturing. They have years of mercenary experience; they may be rough, but they are also quite meticulous."

"Just do as you say!"

Lin Ran nodded. He looked down at Xin Zhiqing's treatment. While the two were talking, Xin Zhiqing's hands did not stop. She cleaned the wound, sprinkled various medicinal powders, bandaged the wound, and fed Xiaoqian pills. Her treatment was smooth and efficient.