Weird Cultivation, I am surrounded by bad women

"And Su Chaoxi, how dare you not save him?" the Eighth Elder questioned.

"It's unfair, Eighth Elder. We stopped the fake dragon for him at that time."

"It was this kid who was bewitched and coveted the demon elixir of the Golden Core Stage demon beast."

"Yes, Deacon Li was almost killed by the fake dragon."

"Don't tell me this. Zhao Yiqian will be here soon. Tell her." The Eighth Elder waved his hand. He could feel the fluctuations in Zhao Yiqian's breath.

A dazzling red light flashed quickly and appeared in front of everyone.

The deacons saw Zhao Yiqian, who was dressed in red and had a beautiful and cold appearance. Her pretty face was already covered with frost.

Compared to usual, she was more oppressive at this moment, and her whole body exuded a frightening aura.

Before anyone could speak, Zhao Yiqian drew out the Qingxing Sword in her hand and slashed at the Blood Sword Monk who had the highest level among the deacons.

The Blood Sword Monk at the peak of the Golden Core stage instantly panicked, and like a conditioned reflex, he used the Spine Sword in his hand to unleash all his strength to resist.

But how could he be a match for Zhao Yiqian? Zhao Yiqian's simple sword instantly destroyed the blood and energy around him.

A deep sword scar appeared on the Blood Sword Monk's chest.

Although it was not fatal, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman's power attached to the sword was enough to make him feel extremely painful.

"Ah, Elder Zhao, please spare my life." The intense stinging pain made the Blood Sword man roll on the ground in pain.

The Eighth Elder looked at the scene in front of him, opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

He didn't dare to offend Zhao Yiqian, after all, she was her only true disciple.

It was because these deacons failed to provide adequate protection.

As soon as Ye Qingyue arrived here, she immediately started running, looking for Su Chaoxi's trace.

"Eighth Elder, it's morning and evening." She said anxiously.

"We are still looking for it, but we haven't found it yet." As the Eighth Elder spoke, he carefully watched Zhao Yiqian's expression.

Although Zhao Yiqian is the ninth elder of Qinglan Sect and the youngest one, she is second only to the Sect Master of Qinglan Sect in terms of realm and strength.

Hearing this, two lines of tears flowed unconsciously down Ye Qingyue's pretty face.

She believed that Su Chaoxi should be fine, but where did he go? Did he escape using the Flash Leap Talisman?

Zhao Yiqian said nothing. She took light steps and in her slender hand, a talisman slowly ignited.

As the talisman burned out, rays of light began to wander.

The Eighth Elder and the deacons looked at the talisman in shock. It was a very valuable soul-searching talisman.

You can quickly find the location of the bound person.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yiqian valued her true disciple so much and spent so much money on him.

The Eighth Elder sighed. After all, he was able to break the restrictions of the Nascent Soul monster with his Foundation Establishment cultivation.

Su Chaoxi must have been hiding his incompetence all these years.

The Eighth Elder learned from the deacons that Su Chaoxi had obtained the demon pill. If he could survive the first round of the competition, he would definitely be at the top of the list.

Looking at the wandering light, Zhao Yiqian still believed in her heart that Su Chaoxi was safe and sound.

He still had a few Mountain Leaping Talismans that she had given him, and this disciple of hers was very good at hiding his weaknesses.

But after the wandering light was retracted, Zhao Yiqian's slender hand holding the Qingxing Sword began to tremble slightly.

She bit her red lips.

She still couldn't believe this situation, and lit another soul-searching talisman without hesitation.

Her whole body was instantly filled with murderous intent, and she pointed her sword at the deacons.

Her reaction made Ye Qingyue, who was full of expectations, feel like she was falling into an icy cave.

Ye Qingyue felt her hands and feet were cold, she had difficulty breathing, and her feet unconsciously went limp.

Ye Qingyue fell into the mud, and the mud stained her white clothes.

She felt her heart break.

"You, the deacons, have failed in the guard competition, neglected your duties, and are afraid of death."

"I will help the sect get rid of you parasites." Zhao Yiqian's breathing became heavier and her eyes became red unconsciously.

Seeing that Zhao Yiqian was about to start a killing spree, the Eighth Elder tried to persuade her in time.

"Elder Zhao, please think twice. Maybe your disciple is safe and sound, and just encountered some minor problems."

"The power of life and death of the deacon still has to be handled by the sect master. You must not break the sect's rules."

Although the Eighth Elder who said this also clearly understood that Su Chaoxi would not come back.

"Yes, yes, Elder Zhao, Su Zhenchuan is a genius of the Qinglan Sect, it is impossible for him to get into trouble like this."

"Elder Zhao, let's wait a little longer."

The deacons felt a strong sense of crisis the moment Zhao Yiqian drew her sword.

It seemed that in the next second, they would be beheaded.

So everyone spoke up at once, trying to beg for mercy.

But the second soul-searching talisman still did not bring back any trace of Su Chaoxi.

Zhao Yiqian’s emotions were no longer able to be suppressed. She could not accept that her disciple had died here for this group of people.

He is his own hope.

The energy of the Qing Xing Sword was gathering momentum, and the Eighth Elder was ready to resist with all his might, so he would save as many as possible.

The deacons made a desperate attempt to struggle.

At this time, everyone heard a familiar voice.

"Master, why are you here?"

Chapter 115: Demonstrating Divine Power in Public

This made the deacons wonder why Su Chaoxi's voice was so beautiful.

With the sudden appearance of Su Chaoxi, the strong murderous aura locked on the deacons disappeared in an instant.

The sweaty deacons were left behind, watching with relief as a man in red and a man in white ran towards the handsome young man.

The Eighth Elder breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Su Chaoxi appear.

Ye Qingyue was closest to Su Chaoxi, so she hugged Su Chaoxi.

"Senior Sister, why are you covered in mud?" Su Chaoxi caught sight of the tear marks on Ye Qingyue's pretty face. It seemed that this girl thought she was dead.

Ye Qingyue's slender hands held tightly, at this moment, she had completely forgotten to care about anything else.

I don’t want to think about it anymore, as long as Su Chaoxi can come back.

Zhao Yiqian stood in front of Su Chaoxi, her beautiful eyes revealing concern.

She looked her apprentice up and down to make sure he was okay.

"Master." Su Chaoxi also noticed Zhao Yiqian's slightly red eyes, and his heart felt warm.

My master even burned two soul-searching talismans for my sake. Judging from the situation just now, if I couldn't come back, these Jindan deacons would most likely be buried with me.

"Where have you been? I thought you were swallowed by the fake dragon." Ye Qingyue pressed her whole body against Su Chaoxi, her tone full of resentment.

"You let me go, but you didn't leave yourself. You just know how to make people feel uneasy." Ye Qingyue said coquettishly.

"My meat is not delicious, and pseudo-dragons don't like to eat it." Su Chaoxi replied with a smile and patted Ye Qingyue's shoulder.

"Didn't I go to get the top spot?"

He had just carefully cut out of Emu, and after confirming that the fake dragon had disappeared, he noticed the disturbance here and hurried here.

He was also afraid that his sudden disappearance would sadden those who were worried about him.

Zhao Yiqian coughed twice lightly and released some of her spiritual power.

Ye Qingyue immediately realized that it was Elder Zhao pointing at her, and she reluctantly released the hug.

Su Chaoxi winked at her.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Zhao Yiqian walked to Su Chaoxi and stretched out her slender hand to pinch Su Chaoxi's face.

"Didn't I tell you not to be stubborn?"

"You and your future belong to me." Zhao Yiqian's words have a magic that is hard to refuse.

Ye Qingyue's gaze never left Su Chaoxi.

Seeing Zhao Yiqian's actions, I couldn't help feeling a little envious.

However, Ye Qingyue found Zhao Yiqian's words a little difficult to understand.

"If you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences." Su Chaoxi smiled and took out the green dragon's demon pill and handed it out.

"If we have the chance to take the top spot, we must seize it, Master."

"I have never won your respect in all these years. This time I want to make Master happy."

Su Chaoxi glanced at his master, the Eighth Elder, who was at the same level as him, and said, "Eighth Elder, my top spot should be set in stone this time."

"Of course, Chaoxi, you have made a great contribution this time. It's not just as simple as topping the list." The Eighth Elder gave face and replied immediately.

"Elder Zhao, I really envy you for having such a good disciple."

"My few useless disciples are no match for them."

Looking at the demon pill in Su Chaoxi's hand, Zhao Yiqian patted his head.

But there was still a hint of a smile on that stunningly beautiful face.

Her smile is like the sunshine after the ice and snow melt, making people unconsciously immersed in that smile.

"He's not bad." Zhao Yiqian answered the Eighth Elder's words. It can be seen that she was in a good mood.

"I just love hiding things."

"The Eighth Elder's disciple Li Yue is also very good. I admire Senior Brother Li very much." Su Chaoxi mentioned Li Yue in passing. He still hoped that good people would be rewarded.

"Li Yue? He is just like you, with a good character." The Eighth Elder continued and nodded.

The deacons murmured in their hearts, what is this about having a good heart? It's just too much foolish sympathy.

The matter ended peacefully. The sweaty deacons even had to apologize to Su Chaoxi under the pressure of the Eighth Elder.

This incident seemed to be humiliating to the deacons, but in fact, the Eighth Elder hoped that Su Chaoxi would not pursue the matter.

In this way, the punishment for the deacons will be lighter.

But Su Chaoxi's choice was not to accept the apology.

Such an answer made the deacons look embarrassed, as it was not like the style of this goody-goody.

The Eighth Elder was puzzled and asked, "Why? I can ask them to compensate you."

"My master hopes that the Qinglan Sect will get better and better, but the existence of this group of deacons will only make the Qinglan Sect worse and worse." Su Chaoxi said calmly.

The more important reason is that these deacons are all dishonest.

They have done many evil things, so Su Chaoxi has no reason to give them this opportunity.

The deacons looked at Su Chaoxi with unfriendly eyes again.

Zhao Yiqian naturally caught it, and she swung her sword again fiercely, and another deacon was knocked down by the sword energy of Qingxing Sword.

After the competition was over, Zhao Yiqian took Su Chaoxi and Ye Qingyue and fled away together.

The Eighth Elder and a group of deacons were left behind to handle the rest of the aftermath. This time, more than half of the core disciples were lost, and the sect was seriously injured.

Perhaps, as Su Chaoxi said, it was time to sort things out. The Eighth Elder had fewer thoughts of pleading for the deacons.

When a man in red robes passed by the group of true disciples who were recuperating, everyone saw Su Chaoxi who was on the high place.

Guo Qiming couldn't seem to believe his eyes. Hadn't this idiot been eaten by the fake dragon long ago?

He clenched the spine sword and felt uneasy.