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Song Heming had an extremely long snake blood vine tied around his neck, using it as a scarf. He sat down next to the two of them, quite curious: "What? What happened?"

Ye Jin didn't want to talk to him, but reluctantly said, "Go see the memory stone yourself."

Song Heming tilted his head: "?"

Logically, now that the first trial is over, the contestants should be going home to rest, and the audience should have left.

But even now, no one wants to leave. Everyone is sitting obediently, even quieter than during class.

Especially those contestants who were running around in the secret realm, at that time they sat in three neat rows in the audience, each one more well-behaved than the last.

Song Heming generously said, "Let's go down the mountain together later, it's my treat!"

As the champion of the first trial, Young Master Song will pay for all the expenses today.

Song Heming nudged Ye Jin ingratiatingly and offered, "Good brother, I'll share half of the prize money from the first trial with you!"

Nightfall: "..."

A tiny Yue Rou emerged from the side, its eyes pleading, and asked, "Can I have some?"

Yue Rou pinched the hem of her clothes, shyly touching her head: "I think I contributed a lot too~"

Indeed, that bomb was very powerful and was the key factor in ending the game.

Song Heming thought for a moment, gave the child a thumbs up, and generously said, "I'll share half with you!"

Nightfall spoke softly from the side, "Half of me, half of her, what else do you have?"

"?"

Song Heming tilted his head, the question mark above his head turning into an exclamation mark, and slammed his fist into his palm: "Oh right, then there's nothing there!"

But Song Heming didn't seem to care much. After a few seconds, he said casually, "It's okay, it's okay. My master will still give me money anyway."

after all……

He proudly raised his little head: "I performed so well~"

Nightfall: "???"

In just a few seconds, Ye Jin briefly recalled Song Hemian's excellence.

Night Ashes...

Nightfall indicated that he couldn't recall it and silently shut his mouth.

The Qingyun Sect Master waited for a long time, but Shen Qingqing did not hand over her sword. Suddenly, his face turned cold, and he snatched Shen Qingqing's mustard seed bag.

"don't want……"

The girl's face was pale, and large tears fell from her eyes.

The mustard seed bag was empty, containing only some spirit stones, pills, and a few runes—all everyday items, nothing suspicious.

only……

The Qingyun Sect Master frowned even deeper and asked in a cold voice, "Where is the Cang Sheng Sword?"

The Sword of the Common People is not here.

In the audience, Lu Qiwu was quietly describing some exciting scenes to Song Heming, and upon seeing this, he also looked puzzled: "Could she have other places to hide things on her body?"

"I think so." Qi Jue rested his chin on his hand. "Doesn't Junior Sister still have a divine beast space?"

Shen Qingqing's treasure is not hidden in a mustard seed bag.

There must be something wrong with her unwillingness to hand over the Sword of All Living Beings.

The Qingyun Sect Master understood that even if he couldn't get the sword, he still needed to give everyone an explanation.

He coldly summoned the two elders and said, "From today onwards, the Qingyun Sect is under your management."

"I need to take Shen Qingqing back to the sect first. I will not come out until I have found out the truth."

"!!!"

"!!!"

The sect leader of Wuji Sect sighed, "Shen Qingqing is probably going to get a severe beating."

The sect leader of Qingyun Sect has always been upright, and he hates the demon race the most.

Yunxi propped her chin on her hand and sighed, "That's really tragic~"

Even through the crowd, she could still sense the faint murderous aura emanating from Shen Qingqing.

Shen Qingqing glared fiercely at Yun hope.

Damn it, Yunxi is so annoying, like a stinky fly that I can't shake off.

If she had given him the painting directly from the beginning, she would probably have dominated the cultivation world by now, and none of this would have happened.

Shen Qingqing is the woman of destiny, so what makes Yun hope so special?

How did she acquire the healing technique? How did she obtain the Nirvana Cauldron? How did she possess the Dragon Bone Sword?

This girl has been stealing his opportunities all along; she deserves to die!

If looks could kill, Yun hope would probably be torn to pieces by now.

The little girl sat quietly in the audience, and even stuck her tongue out at her arrogantly.

"!!!"

Mo Chen was furious and wished he could rush over and kill her.

But that wouldn't work then. He was no match for the sect leaders of the various sects, and the Cang Sheng Sword couldn't be taken out at that time. If the Cang Sheng Sword fell into the hands of the Qingyun Sect leader, all his actions would be in vain.

The only option right now is to remain silent.

Saying nothing and doing nothing is the only way to escape.

Lu Qiwu whispered, "Isn't Shen Zhang still here? Will he let Shen Qingqing be bullied?"

Shen Tingsong, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up: "Maybe."

Lu Qiwu: "?"

Shen Tingsong raised his head slightly and saw Shen Zhang arguing with the Qingyun Sect Master from afar, his old face turning red with anger.

Shen Tingsong gave a mocking smile and said, "Shen Zhang is a man who only cares about himself."

The reason he treats Shen Qingqing well is simply because Shen Qingqing is more valuable to him.

"If one day Shen Qingqing is truly confirmed to be a demon..."

Shen Tingsong said, "I'm afraid Shen Zhang will be the first to distance himself from the situation."

Qi Jue raised an eyebrow, sharing the same thought as him.

The sect leader of Qingyun Sect didn't bother with Shen Zhang at all. After giving instructions to the two elders, he picked up Shen Qingqing and flew away into the distance.

"stop……"

Shen Zhang was actually afraid of the Qingyun Sect Master. He knew that the other party was furious, so he didn't dare to chase after him. He could only shout at the group of Qingyun Sect disciples and two elders: "You are going too far! Qingqing is a member of my Shen family. Why should she be handed over to the Qingyun Sect for interrogation?"

Shen Zhang: "Quickly release Qingqing! We'd rather leave the Qingyun Sect than put up with this!"

Shen Tingsong was taken aback, finding it rather surprising: "He's actually still defending Shen Qingqing?"

Based on Shen Tingsong's understanding of Shen Zhang, the other party should have severed ties the moment Shen Qingqing was exposed.

It's truly remarkable that they've persevered until now, and even proactively offered to leave the Qingyun Sect.

Xie Mo suddenly spoke up: "Is it possible that Shen Zhang still needs Shen Qingqing?"

Shen Tingsong looked over.

Xie Mo said, "Just now during the competition, I remember Shen Zhang saying that the prosthetist was invited by Shen Qingqing."

"!!!"

Everyone was taken aback.

Yunxi suddenly realized and raised an eyebrow.

Hey, whatever.

She has already exposed Shen Qingqing; the rest can be left to the adults.

Now that the person she hated most was gone from the competition, Yunxi was quite happy. She nudged Song Heming and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Of course, we'll go to the best pub!"

Song Hemian waved his hand casually, "Come on, come on, it's on me!"

A group of contestants emerged from the secret realm, looking like starving lambs. Song Heming went first, followed closely by the others.

Qi Jue was the last to leave.

The little stone monster was a bit shy, so the boy clumsily put it into his sea of ​​consciousness first.

When most of the people had left, he suddenly stopped, grabbed Shen Tingsong who had started reading again, and said, "Let's go, let's go!"

Shen Tingsong was slightly taken aback. He turned around and saw Shen Zhang still making a fool of himself on the stage, like a crazy monkey with its fur standing on end.

Shen Tingsong couldn't help but laugh when he thought of that description.

He obediently followed Qi Jue's steps.

The people behind me, the voices behind me—all of it all happened in that instant.

It drifted away with the wind.