The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

Outside Qingzhou City, there are three hundred miles of desolate mountains.

Night fell, and a waning moon hung in the sky, casting pale moonlight.

Su Yanhan leaned against a boulder, his face as pale as paper.

His right wrist, which had been twisted off, had been barely reattached using his spiritual power, but it still ached faintly.

What hurt even more was the humiliation in my chest.

It was like a fire burning inside his internal organs, making him tremble all over.

Two Lingyuan Sect disciples stood not far away, not daring to approach.

They witnessed the entire process of Senior Brother Su being beaten, being rubbed into the ground like a dog by the white-clad youth.

They even suspected that if the boy had wanted to kill Senior Brother Su back then, he only needed to exert a little more force, and Senior Brother Su would already be a corpse by now.

"Get lost."

Su Yanhan suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse.

The two disciples, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly retreated to a distance of over a hundred feet.

Su Yanhan then slowly took out a jade slip from his bosom.

The jade slip was pure white, with a pale blue light flowing across its surface; it was a communication tool used by high-ranking disciples of the Lingyuan Sect.

His hand holding the jade slip was trembling slightly, not from fear, but from anger.

He was not reconciled.

He was truly unwilling to accept it.

After five years of arduous cultivation and five years of hard work, he finally reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment and became a true disciple of the Lingyuan Sect.

He thought that this time he could return home in glory and show his fellow disciples, who were still guarding the dilapidated Taoist temple, what kind of person he, Su Yanhan, was now.

But the result?

He was beaten to the ground by Chen Xuan like a dog.

His junior sister even threw out all his old belongings right in front of him.

"Chen Xuan..."

Su Yanhan gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment, "You just wait... I'll make you regret this... I definitely will..."

He took a deep breath and channeled his spiritual energy into the jade slip.

The jade slip lit up.

Pale blue light swirled in the night sky, transforming into a curtain of light.

A woman's figure slowly emerged from the light screen.

The woman wore a moon-white long dress, the hem of which was embroidered with delicate cloud patterns and shimmered faintly in the moonlight.

Her face was extremely beautiful, but her beauty lacked any warmth.

With a cool and aloof demeanor and tightly pursed lips, she exuded an aura that kept people at a distance.

Holy Maiden of Lingyuan Sect.

Yue Qingyi.

He is a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, one of the most outstanding disciples of the Lingyuan Sect in this generation, and also Su Yanhan's Daoist partner. His actual combat strength is that of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator.

"What is it?"

When Yue Qingyi spoke, her voice was as cold as ice.

Her gaze fell on Su Yanhan outside the light screen, and her brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

She saw Su Yanhan's pale face, his right hand that was still trembling slightly, and the dust on his Taoist robe.

"Qingyi..."

Su Yanhan's voice carried a hint of suppressed humiliation, "I...I suffered a loss in Qingzhou City."

"At a disadvantage?"

Yue Qingyi's voice remained icy, "Explain yourself."

Su Yanhan gritted his teeth and briefly recounted what had just happened in front of the Taoist temple.

Of course, he omitted the details of how Chen Xuan beat him to the ground like a dog.

He only said that he encountered a powerful enemy in front of the Taoist temple. The enemy, relying on the magic weapon left by his master, injured him and humiliated him.

"What is the other party's cultivation level?" Yue Qingyi asked.

"I...I can't see through it."

Su Yanhan said in a low voice, "But he was able to catch my 'Spirit Locking Technique' with his bare hands, and... he could easily break through my protective spiritual power."

As he said this, there was a hint of fear in his voice that he himself was unaware of.

Yue Qingyi fell silent.

She looked at Su Yanhan on the screen, a barely perceptible hint of disgust flashing in her cold eyes.

She chose Su Yanhan as her Daoist partner not because of him as a person, but because of the special physique within him.

It was a rare, extremely yang body, which greatly benefited her cultivation of the "Moonlight True Technique".

After three years of dual cultivation, her cultivation level broke through from the mid-stage of Golden Core to the late-stage of Golden Core, while Su Yanhan also improved from the early-stage of Foundation Establishment to the late-stage of Foundation Establishment.

This is a deal.

She knew it very well.

Su Yanhan was also well aware of this.

So for the past three years, they have had almost no other communication besides practicing dual cultivation.

She was indifferent to him, and he was only superficially respectful to her.

But even so...

"You are my Daoist partner."

Yue Qingyi spoke slowly, her voice devoid of emotion, "You being injured is also a slap in my face."

Su Yanhan was overjoyed.

He knew that Yue Qingyi would definitely take care of this matter!

"Qingyi, then come to Qingcheng as soon as possible..." Su Yanhan said hurriedly.

"I originally planned to go to the Lingxiao headquarters in Qingzhou first."

Yue Qingyi paused for a moment, then continued, "But it seems that your matter needs to be dealt with first."

Su Yanhan's eyes lit up.

"You...you're coming to Qingcheng?"

"Um."

Yue Qingyi responded lightly, "I will go to Qingzhou City tomorrow."

"Okay! Okay!" Su Yanhan nodded repeatedly. "I'll wait for you!"

Yue Qingyi didn't say anything more.

She glanced at Su Yanhan, a hint of mockery flashing in her cold eyes.

Then, the light curtain dissipated.

The jade slip returned to calm.

Su Yanhan held the jade slip, standing in the night for a long, long time.

Then, he suddenly laughed.

His laughter was ferocious, his laughter was filled with resentment.

"Chen Xuan...you just wait..."

"When Qingyi arrives... I'll make you kneel on the ground... begging for mercy like a dog..."

He turned around and looked in the direction of Qingzhou City.

The moonlight shone on his face, illuminating a distorted expression.

.......

Qingzhou, Lingxiao Headquarters.

The old Taoist frowned slightly as he looked at the communication jade slip in his hand that had just lit up.

The jade slip contained only one sentence:

"Since Lingxiao is still hesitant, then I will prove that I am capable of securing the position of Director of the Demon Slaying Division."

Signed: Yue Qingyi.

The old Taoist remained silent for a moment before slowly putting away the jade slip.

"She's not planning to argue with us; she wants to shut us up by overwhelming us with her strength," the old man said with a helpless smile to those around him.

Logically speaking, he should be worried.

but.

The other piece of information he held in his hand, however, kept him calm.

"Protector Cang, things have changed. There's no need to hold back in the negotiations."

Why?

"It's true that Su Yanhan is Chen Xuan's senior brother, but no one at Xianyun Temple recognizes him."

Lin Xiaoman's gloating voice rang out, "Moreover, the master even kicked him out of the house, beat him to the ground, and wouldn't even let him into the Taoist temple."

When he received this message, Cang Laodao's eyelids twitched several times.

So it seems that Su Yanhan is someone we can afford to offend, and there's no need to be polite?

Then Yue Qingyi's movements became quite obvious.

She went to Qingzhou City instead, hoping to get revenge for Su Yanhan.

just.

What she didn't know was that the one on Mount Qingcheng wasn't afraid of her at all.

Chen Xuan's strength has definitely reached the half-step Nascent Soul stage. At the same level, who is afraid of whom?