Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Just as she said, he dared not utter a single word.

Li Junpeng looked at Jiang Yuetian, who was bowing her head and remaining silent, then glanced curiously at the blue-haired woman beside her. He adopted a fawning posture and asked in a low voice, "Um, Miss Qinghua... do you know her?"

Jiang Qinghua glanced at Li Junpeng indifferently, then her gaze inadvertently fell on Jiang Yuetian, and she snorted coldly: "Just a piece of trash, no need to say more."

"Ah... whatever Miss Qinghua says, goes." Li Junpeng, with a forced smile, gestured for Jiang Qinghua to continue. "Then, shall we continue?"

Jiang Qinghua gave a faint "hmm," smiled arrogantly, and strode off to leave.

Just before she had completely left the corner, a sound came from behind her.

That wasn't Jiang Yuetian's voice, but came from a real woman—

Those words concealed a suppressed anger.

"Hey, you over there, Qinghua."

"Ok?"

Jiang Qinghua turned around and looked at the woman whose right hand was wrapped in a snow-white bandage, who was wearing a sailor uniform on top and a black skirt on the bottom.

Zhang Ruoxue stared coldly at Jiang Qinghua and said in a deep voice, "I don't know what kind of past you have with Senior Brother Jiang, or are all the people in your Jiang family the same? Is it fun to pick fights and mock your own family members for no reason?"

"Junior Sister Ruoxue..."

Jiang Yuetian put his arm around Zhang Ruoxue's shoulder and gestured to her with his eyes for her to stop talking.

Zhang Ruoxue glanced at Jiang Yuetian with a complicated expression, then slightly tightened her right shoulder to break free from Jiang Yuetian's grasp, still staring at Jiang Qinghua with a face full of anger.

"The outcome of the bet between the teacher and the Jiang family is already decided. Although I don't know why Senior Brother Jiang ignored you, I can say for sure that if a fight really breaks out, you might not be a match for Senior Brother Jiang."

"What did you say?!"

Upon hearing Zhang Ruoxue say that she was not as good as Jiang Yuetian, Jiang Qinghua immediately felt a surge of anger rising from her lower abdomen.

She stared at Zhang Ruoxue with a fierce look, pointing at Jiang Yuetian, "A few years ago, I wouldn't dare say I could defeat him, but now he has only just advanced to the Transformation God stage, and his cultivation is two minor realms lower than mine. Let alone my elder brother, he is no match for me."

"Bullshit!"

Zhang Ruoxue immediately started cursing.

These words escalated the anger between the two sides to the point of imminent war. However, considering that this was the royal palace, Jiang Qinghua suppressed his urge to go up and cripple Zhang Ruoxue.

She glanced at Zhang Ruoxue mockingly, "Your cultivation level isn't high, but your tone is quite arrogant. If you weren't at the Lin level and I weren't at the Lan level, preventing us from meeting in the martial arts arena, I would have shown you the power of the Jiang family first."

"It's good that you're not at the next level."

At this point, Ye Yuchan couldn't help but chime in.

She clenched her fists, striking a pose of eager anticipation. "Otherwise, if you come here, I'll show you what cruelty truly means."

The smell of gunpowder was quite strong.

Jiang Qinghua was not the kind of person who could tolerate these unknown juniors dancing in her face. She immediately gathered her spiritual energy, wanting to let these people know what true terror was.

But she is a peak Transformation God stage expert, almost ready to step into the Origin stage. If she makes a move, won't she destroy all the valuable items in the palace?

"Wait, wait... Miss Qinghua, please don't be angry! This is the royal palace!"

Li Junpeng quickly grabbed Jiang Qinghua, fearing that this matriarch from the Jiang family might tear down the palace in a fit of anger.

Fang Yan also made his move at just the right moment, stopping Zhang Ruoxue and Ye Yuchan, saying, "Don't be in such a hurry, this isn't the place to fight."

"Indeed, this is not the place to fight."

Yun Ping finally spoke up, gesturing with his eyes for Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue to step back and not cause trouble.

"cut……"

Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue both pursed their lips and took a step back in unison.

In reality, although their cultivation levels are lower and their strength is far inferior, we have an old rogue here—

Let alone Jiang Qinghua, even if Jiang Peking University or Jiang Fudan University came, they would all be humiliated and beaten to a pulp.

On the other side, Li Junpeng finally managed to appease Jiang Qinghua, preventing this old lady from taking action.

Still seething with anger, Jiang Qinghua turned around, refusing to look at Ye Yuchan and the other person. His tone remained arrogant as ever, "Hmph, I won't waste my breath on you trash. Anyway, with your lowly status, it's a pipe dream for you to even make it onto the list. The only time you can really have some fun with your words is now!"

"If I don't teach you a lesson, someone else will teach you a lesson in the arena. Taking action against you now would only dirty my hands!"

"As for your senior brother Jiang, well, I'm really looking forward to seeing how he performs."

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Yuchan and the other person to retaliate, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

But this is not the end.

Jiang Qinghua is no ordinary person. She has been pampered since childhood, so how could she tolerate such anger?

She walked with extremely fast steps, and a frenzied rage gradually rose on her usually cold face.

Not long after that, after he had completely disappeared into the distance, Jiang Qinghua stopped again and looked at Li Junpeng, who was standing beside him in a humble posture.

"Shouldn't you, members of the royal family, have been able to secretly adjust the battle order in the first round of the battle among all factions?"

Upon hearing this, Li Junpeng's expression turned serious, and he immediately understood Jiang Qinghua's meaning, "You mean..."

"Ah."

Jiang Qinghua's purple eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a wicked smile appeared on her lips.

"In the upcoming battle of the ten thousand factions, I'm going to deliver a complete and utter defeat to my second brother in the very first round!"

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88. The Real and Fake Princess

After Jiang Qinghua gradually walked away—

"I'm so angry... What's going on with that Qinghua guy?!"

The girl stopped paying attention to the luxurious gold paper surrounding her and stomped her foot angrily, her eyes fixed on the direction Jiang Qinghua had gone.

Ye Yuchan rarely felt so indignant. Even when arguments occurred, she usually just stayed out of it and rarely got into real fights.

But this time, Jiang Qinghua's arrogant and dismissive remarks to Jiang Yuetian really ignited her anger. If it weren't for the fact that her cultivation level was lower than Jiang Yuetian's and she wasn't assigned to the same level, she would have really wanted to teach her a lesson in front of everyone.

Fang Yan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking to himself that it was fortunate that these ladies hadn't actually started fighting in the palace. He quickly advised, "Alright, Miss Ye, let's not get angry about this for now."

"It would be strange if you weren't angry, wouldn't it?"

The girl who first started the fight—Zhang Ruoxue—said in an unusually cold tone: "The other party insulted Senior Brother Jiang like this. As fellow disciples, if we don't stand up, who will?"

"This……"

Fang Yan was rendered speechless by Zhang Ruoxue's words and could only look to Yun Ping for help.

—Senior, please say something!

Yunping knew, of course, that things couldn't continue like this. It was only natural for Ye Yuchan and Zhang Ruoxue to stand up for Xiao Jiang. Although they hadn't spent much time with Xiao Jiang, he had taken good care of them during those two weeks.

As fellow disciples, it would be strange if we didn't stand up at a time like this.

So, in a way, when Zhang Ruoxue called out to Jiang Qinghua, Yunping silently gave this honest girl a thumbs up in his heart.

However, the matter should end here; continuing it would only escalate the problem further.

"Alright, you two stop arguing. If you really want to get revenge, just prove her wrong with facts."

As Yun Ping spoke, he then turned his gaze to Jiang Yuetian, whose complexion was gradually improving.

He reached out and patted Jiang Yuetian on the shoulder, and under the latter's apologetic gaze, he smiled gently: "Don't worry, it's alright. Those ugly and grotesque people are no match for you."

"Teacher, I..."

Jiang Yuetian took a deep breath, a hint of fear flashing in her ghostly purple eyes. "I don't know, what if I encounter them..."

The "they" they are referring to must be members of the Chiang family.

Since Jiang Qinghua is here, and she previously mentioned the word "elder brother," it is certain that at least two members of the Jiang family are involved in this battle of the ten thousand factions.

There could even be more, three, four...

It's unclear; everything is uncertain. Nobody knows which sect's genius they'll encounter next.

In response, Yuan'er, who hadn't said much until now, hugged Xiao Leizi and said to Jiang Yuetian in her childish voice, "It's okay, Senior Brother Jiang will definitely beat them! Yuan'er has a lot of confidence in Senior Brother Jiang~"

"That's for sure!" Zhang Ruoxue clenched her fist, striking a pose brimming with fighting spirit. "I've seen Senior Brother Jiang's spear skills; they're definitely far superior to those who only possess cultivation levels."

Ye Yuchan chimed in, "Senior Brother Jiang, don't worry. Even if you lose, ten years from now, in the next battle of the ten thousand sects, I'll definitely help you crush Jiang Qinghua, Jiang Peking University, and Jiang Fudan, no doubt about it!"

Xiao Lin Yuan blinked and tilted her small, delicate head. "Junior Sister Yu Chan, are you cursing Senior Brother Jiang to lose?"

Ye Yuchan froze on the spot: "It shouldn't count... right?"

"Say something like helping Senior Brother Jiang get revenge at a time like this... isn't that basically implying that Senior Brother Jiang will lose?"

"I'm just trying to give Senior Brother Jiang confidence! To make him feel at ease!"

"Eh... really?"

Watching his three female disciples chatter away, despite their different personalities, voices, and slightly off-kilter expressions, they all genuinely believed that their Senior Brother Jiang possessed the ability to defeat everyone.

Yunping smiled as she looked at them, then glanced at Jiang Yuetian, who suddenly choked up and couldn't speak.

“Xiao Jiang, I know that your past is their past, it belongs to them, not you.”

"The past is always the past. What you need to see in your eyes is a more distant future, and that future belongs not only to you, but also to those who believe in you."

"Don't let your junior sisters down."

She wore a cheongsam, and her stunningly beautiful deep purple hair cascaded down her back.

A faint light flickered in Jiang Yuetian's eyes as he looked at the three junior sisters who were smiling at him. Almost unconsciously, the corners of his mouth turned up.

--I see.

He thought this to himself, but on the surface, he just nodded stiffly.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't express his inner emotions well, but that was enough.

Because that nod alone was enough for Yunping to be certain that Xiao Jiang should be ready.