Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

This Su Chaoxi is Elder Zhao's life. What an exaggerated evaluation!

"Let's put things first. Stop first and I will uphold justice." The blood light released from the Spine Sword in Xu Buyan's hand dissolved the sound of the Qingxing Sword in Zhao Yiqian's hand.

Seeing this, Zhao Yiqian also stopped.

But his face was still frosty, and he looked grimly at Lu Mingshan behind Xu Buyan.

Lu Mingshan had to admit that being stared at by Zhao Yiqian like this was indeed an unsettling thing.

"You're very good." Xu Buyan glanced at Su Chaoxi behind Zhao Yiqian, who remained calm despite the powerful confrontation with the cultivators in the Spirit Transformation Stage.

"Thank you for your compliment, Sect Master." Su Chaoxi responded politely with a fist salute.

"Mingshan, your nephews died in the arena competition. This is in line with the rules of the competition. As an elder, you should not break the rules." It can be seen that Xu Buyan admired Su Chaoxi very much, and he turned around and scolded the third elder.

"Master, Mingshan knows all these things. But this little thief abused Lu Su wantonly and slandered him as a demon cultivator." Lu Mingshan looked excited, and his white beard was trembling.

"I just can't help it."

"In the ring, life and death are up to you. What's there to say?" Xu Buyan said in a stern tone.

"You even hurt the deacon. You are so bold." Xu Buyan raised his hand, and several streams of blood rushed to the deacon in his hand, and the unhealthy blush on his face dissipated.

"Thank you, Sect Master." The Blood Sword Deacon hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"Master, please be wise. The matter of the evil cultivators is not slandered by my disciples. All the disciples and deacons below the stage can testify to this." Su Chaoxi continued what Lu Mingshan said.

"Disciples are here to eliminate evil and defend the Way." Su Chaoxi answered righteously.

"You mean, I, Lu Mingshan, have also become a demon?" Lu Mingshan's tone was full of questioning and his words were fierce.

"Disciple didn't mean that. I just said Lu Su was it." Su Chaoxi waved his hand.

"You." Lu Mingshan unconsciously released his pressure, oppressing Su Chaoxi.

Zhao Yiqian, who was standing in front of Su Chaoxi, resolved the situation.

"Lu Mingshan, I don't think you have any remorse. How dare you threaten my disciples?" Zhao Yiqian looked cold and seemed to want to attack again.

"That's enough, Lu Mingshan. Go and guard the Qingfeng ancestral temple for a day." Xu Buyan looked at Lu Mingshan and got angry.

"Let me take a good look at the Qinglan Sect's teachings."

"Yes." Seeing that there was no possibility of teaching Su Chaoxi a lesson today, Lu Mingshan, who had suffered this loss, nodded angrily.

He did not disobey Xu Buyan and retreated.

At the same time, he arranged for people to collect the bodies of his nephew Lu Su.

"This punishment is too light." In front of this senior brother, Zhao Yiqian curled her lips, looking very unhappy.

"Brother, the sect leader is obviously favoring this old villain Lu Mingshan."

"You've caused more trouble, so why should I be less biased towards you?" Xu Buyan snorted and answered in a low voice.

"They are all the mainstays of the sect, why are they making such a fuss?"

"This is a turbulent time for the sect, so we need to work together."

"Take your beloved disciple and leave." Xu Buyan waved his hand.

"Senior brother, aren't you going to punish me?" Zhao Yiqian asked relentlessly.

"How dare I punish you, Elder Zhao." Xu Buyan sighed softly.

"Let's continue the competition. Those who are not involved should disperse immediately." Xu Buyan spoke loudly and then left.

Sect Leader Xu, who has always been very frugal with words, actually said quite a lot today.

Upon hearing that the competition between Su Chaoxi and Lu Su had begun, Ye Qingyue hurried here as soon as the competition was over.

Her results today were still all wins, except for the last martial artist, who was a tortoise.

The defense was too strong, and she couldn't break it after bombarding it for a long time.

She remembered that she almost wanted to give in to avoid any accidents happening to Su Chaoxi.

When Ye Qingyue saw that Su Chaoxi was safe and sound, and standing beside Zhao Yiqian in high spirits, her heart finally settled down.

She believed him, but she was still worried.

She saw Lu Yi crying bitterly in the audience, and also saw Lu Su whose body was put into a body bag and separated.

He finally kept his word.

Su Chaoxi also saw Ye Qingyue rushing over, and waved at her with a smile.

Zhang Qianqian came to Ye Qingyue, her tone less teasing than usual: "You missed a wonderful battle."

She glanced at Su Chaoxi and said, "I have to admit that you and Yan Ange are quite accurate in judging men."

"He is very strong, right?" Ye Qingyue smiled at Zhang Qianqian.

"Very strong." Zhang Qianqian looked at Su Chaoxi again and left the crowded Arena No. 5.

She remembered Su Chaoxi's next target, the Third Elder's true disciple, the Blood Sword cultivator in the middle Jindan stage, Guo Qiming.

If Su Chaoxi could defeat him, he would surely become famous in the Qinglan Sect.

At this moment, Guo Qiming ended the battle on the ring, and his opponent in the early Jindan stage was easily defeated by him.

He didn't kill the man, so the other person wasn't seriously injured.

At this moment, he is clasping his fists, and there seems to be gratitude in his eyes.

Guo Qiming enjoyed the cheers from his fellow students below the stage and bowed politely, looking like a gentle and elegant man who was chosen by heaven.

When he heard the news from his junior fellow apprentice behind him that Lu Su was dead.

His face was heavy and he seemed to be extremely sad.

But no one noticed the excitement he suppressed in his sadness.

Su Chaoxi, wait for me.

Lu Mingshan was walking on the road to Shangqing Peak, the wind from the mountain stream blowing his white shirt.

The whole person seemed to have regained his former immortal demeanor.

Behind him, two trusted aides followed closely.

Lu Mingshan said nothing, and the two dared not utter a word.

"Two things. First, tell Qiming that I will arrange a duel between him and Su Chaoxi. When we start, we must make sure it's a quick fight."

"I want to see that beast's head and body separated." Lu Mingshan said angrily. He had seen Lu Su grow up and had feelings for him.

"Tell him not to worry about Zhao Yiqian. I will do my best to hold her back."

"Afterwards, I'll keep him."

"He will become the new Holy Son of the Qinglan Sect."

"As for Zhang Qianqian, don't even think about getting your hands on the Saint's position."

"The second thing is to tell that person that after this is accomplished, I will become the leader of the Qinglan Sect."

The wind from the mountain stream blew up his white hair, making him look particularly vigorous and energetic.

"Only I can restore the glory of Qinglan Sect."

"Of course it is. Only you, sir, have received the attention of the gods." The two people behind him complimented Lu Mingshan.

"Yes, yes, Qinglan Sect should have a Sect Master Lu."

The compliments from the two made Lu Mingshan laugh.

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Zhao Yiqian picked up Su Chaoxi and looked around with her beautiful eyes, appearing to be extremely cautious.

Today, she indeed saw Lu Mingshan's murderous intent towards Su Chaoxi.

This made Zhao Yiqian very worried.

After finding nothing unusual, Zhao Yiqian drove the blood-colored shadow and disappeared with Su Chaoxi at the No. 5 arena.

A new deacon was replaced to take the place of the injured deacon, and the arena was cleaned up. The competition on arena number five began again.

Seeing the two leave, Ye Qingyue quickly quickened her pace and returned to Qingyun Pavilion.

As soon as they entered Qingyun Pavilion, Zhao Yiqian carried Su Chaoxi to the second floor like a chicken.

She sat down on a sandalwood bench, crossed her legs, and then opened her red lips slightly, her tone full of worry: "Are you getting cocky?"

"When you were planning to kill Lu Su, you didn't even inform me?"

"Don't you know that Lu Mingshan wants to kill you today?"

"I just thought of it on impulse. I just happened to meet Lu Su." Su Chaoxi lowered his head and answered in a weak tone.

"Isn't the master in retreat? I don't want to disturb him."

"Besides, I never thought that the old guy would be so disrespectful and not even have the most basic decency."

"Master, how did you get here?" Su Chaoxi smiled and took the cup of scented tea prepared by Zhang Jingyi to Zhao Yiqian.

"I have placed a restriction on you, a heartless disciple who only cares about making our master worry." Zhao Yiqian explained.

"And that Zhang Qianqian sent someone to knock on the door and ask for help."

Zhao Yiqian looked at Su Chaoxi carefully with her beautiful eyes, and her tone was a little more teasing: "I didn't realize that my disciple is so good at pleasing women."

"Now that Saint Lady Yan is gone, here comes Saint Lady Zhang, right?"

"You only pick on talented girls."

Su Chaoxi quickly waved his hands and explained: "Senior Sister Zhang and I are obviously friends of gentlemen."

"Didn't Master tell me to get along better with my fellow disciples?"

"I didn't ask you to pick female classmates to get along with." Zhao Yiqian snorted, as if she saw through Su Chaoxi.

"But, you have secretly become stronger again?"

"That Lu Su is being watched by the evil god, and his strength is close to that of a peak cultivator in the early Jindan stage."

"You are a cultivator in the early stage of crystallization? So powerful?" Zhao Yiqian looked at Su Chaoxi suspiciously, and she grabbed his wrist.

"Don't fall into the evil path. I don't want any tragedy to happen to my master, so I will clean up the mess myself." Although Zhao Yiqian's words were meant as a joke, they revealed her worry.

She knew that traditional orthodox practice had a strong restraint on weird practices.

It is normal to kill enemies above your level.

But for someone like Su Chaoxi, killing more than one level is not right.

Spiritual power flowed through Su Chaoxi's body, but Su Chaoxi did not resist.

"No problem." Zhao Yiqian murmured softly, biting her lip and began to think.

Is he really a genius?

Zhao Yiqian is well aware of the difficulty of cultivating the Xuanhuang Holy Body.

"Master, let me be honest. The Lady of the Nine Heavens was also watching me." Su Chaoxi was afraid that Zhao Yiqian would think too much, so he came up with a relatively reliable explanation.

As a practitioner of Lady of the Nine Heavens, Zhao Yiqian is well aware of the power of this deity who represents extreme justice.

"Xuannv?" Zhao Yiqian's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Su Chaoxi with some worry.

"I originally hoped that you would continue to practice the righteous path until the end."

"Not like you and me."

"Although His power is great, it cannot solve the problem..."

For Su Chaoxi, Zhao Yiqian said some blasphemous words to her god.

"But that's okay. With the thin spiritual energy in the ruins now, it's a bit too difficult for you."

"So what is your goal this time?"

"First or second, just to bring honor to Master." Su Chaoxi replied with a smile.

"But I don't want to be the Holy Son," he added.

"Virtue." Zhao Yiqian spat lightly.