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Jiuli woke up and found herself sitting in an elegant and exquisite car. Qingluan pulled the car from the sky, crossed the void, and arrived outside the South City in a few flashes.

Wherever they passed, other forces bowed their heads and submitted, not daring to stop them in the slightest. This was the deterrence from the Qianyuan Sword Sect, the number one force in the Eastern Region.

"Saint, we're here." The two gray-haired men sitting on the edge of the car stood up and stood with their hands hanging down, showing utmost respect. All of this showed that the people in the car were of extremely noble and extraordinary status.

"Yeah," Jiuli adapted well after receiving the memory.

As she stepped out of the Qingluan chariot, the sunlight cast a layer of golden light on her body. The red narrow-sleeved outfit used by the Saint of Qianyuan Sword Sect seemed as dazzling as a flame. Her aura became more restrained as she moved, causing the two old men standing in front of her to lower their heads and dare not look at her anymore.

"Saint, we are here only to break off the engagement,"

The old man on the left walked out under the threat of the person on the right, and said with a stiff upper lip, "You have to know that their saint girl is a child of destiny, how can a waste who can't practice cultivation be worthy of her?"

If it weren't for the good luck of that man's mother, he might not even have seen the Saint. Qianyuan Sword Sect was ridiculed a lot, but they still refused to cancel the engagement and had no ambition to make progress!

His thoughts were jumping, but his face was serious.

"I understand. Let's go into the city." Jiuli straightened his sleeves.

"My subordinates Tianshu and Tianxing were sent by the sect leader to protect the saint," the old man introduced himself while the iron was hot.

South City was under full martial law at this time. The four major families, Ming, An, Zhao and Qian, all built houses in the same area. The three families looked around and wondered what the Ming family was doing with such a big show?

All the members of the Ming family were waiting in front of the door. From time to time, the clan members could be heard whispering. However, the two people in the front who looked similar and were obviously father and son had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

A group of people at the end of the street seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in fact they were moving at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, they arrived in front of everyone.

"Shangguan Jiuli, greetings to Uncle Ming." Jiuli performed the etiquette as a junior, and was casual and relaxed while doing so.

"Uncle Ming, are you welcoming me with this attitude?" He glanced at the Ming family members gathered around with a smile.

"Niece Shangguan," Ming Lixin (the head of the Ming family) was startled at first and muttered to himself, then he seemed to have thought of something and was overjoyed, "Please come in, we can talk inside if you have anything to say. Uncle hasn't seen you for a long time."

Now his position as the head of the family must be as secure as a rock. He glared at the three elders behind him, wondering what the saint lady was doing.

"This is my son Mingyan," he walked in front and introduced.

"Yeah." Jiuli didn't even give him a glance.

After entering the hall, he sat directly on the left side. In today's Eastern Region, the left is the most respected, and the right is second.

"Uncle Ming, people who are not important can leave first, right?" After sitting down, Jiuli raised her hand, and the maid following behind her came forward and handed her a cup of Roselle tea.

"It's time to leave." Ming Lixin couldn't help but feel bitter when he heard this. He reluctantly waved his hand and said, "You guys leave first. I'll talk to my niece Shangguan."

"Master, you speak your mind and I listen to mine, it doesn't matter." The three elders looked at each other, feeling that there was something going on.

Jiuli didn't even raise her eyelids. Although Ming Yan was not captured by this appearance, his eyes were full of amazement. The girl in green skirt next to him gently tugged at Ming Yan's sleeve.

"Brother Mingyan probably doesn't know who she is, right?" The girl in the green dress spoke in an ethereal voice with a barely perceptible anger in her eyes.

"You know?" Ming Yan looked at Gu Anran beside him.

"Did you see the jade order they used?" Gu Anran put down the book in his hand, pointed in the air, and smiled brightly.

Ming Yan's eyes turned, and he saw that all the people in the group had jade tokens on their waists, with the words "Qian Yuan" written on them, and a bright moon hanging high in the sky, which meant they were the Qian Yuan Sword Sect!

He had read geographical records since he was young. He knew that Nancheng was located in the Xia Dynasty and backed by the Nanli Mountains, thus ranking among the last of the big cities in the Xia Dynasty. The Ming family was one of the best families in Nancheng.

There are three people running neck and neck, competing openly and secretly, and there is no result after repeated attempts.

However, the Qianyuan Sword Sect is the dominant force in the Eastern Region. No one else can travel with it, and Xia Chao is not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

The four words Shangguan Jiuli appeared in Ming Yan's mind again. Is it her? His fiancée who was betrothed to him since birth? The excitement in his heart had not yet subsided when he heard Tianshu's words.

"It was the Qianyuan Sword Sect's leader's idea to cancel the engagement. Please agree, Master Ming." Tianshu said impatiently at Jiuli's signal.

Ming Lixin was stunned for a moment, the jade cup in his hand turned into powder instantly, and the atmosphere in the hall became solemn.

Jiuli raised her eyes to look at Ming Lixin's gloomy face, with no expression on her face. She lowered her head to sip her tea and organize her thoughts.

"I know this is a bit too much to ask, but with the Saint's talent, she will be in charge of the Qianyuan Sword Sect in the future, and your young master is indeed a little short of that." Tian Xing was straightforward.

Ming Lixin's face showed uncontrollable anger, his spiritual power gathered, the green spiritual power vibrated, and layers of halos emerged.

Looking at Ming Lixin's reaction, Tianshu took a step forward. There was no trace of spiritual power in his body, but his aura was fully open and his eyes were deep.

As the two men's auras competed, the elders and disciples with weaker strength in the hall turned pale, and a mouthful of blood got stuck in their throats, and even their chests ached slightly.

"Ming Lixin! Why don't you stop? Don't forget that you are still the head of the Ming family!" Three similar shouts brought the angry Ming Lixin back to his senses.

What kind of power is Qianyuan Sword Sect? A small family like theirs can't even get on the table! They can't afford to provoke them at all! If they don't know their own strength, they will only bring about their own destruction!

Not to mention that in the Eastern Region, the strong are respected. Even if they want to kill you, no one would dare to say no!

Ming Lixin fell back into his seat, and in an instant he seemed to have aged ten years, looking at Jiuli with a cold expression.

"Niece Shangguan, you are so resourceful and courageous. The Shangguan family is so lucky to have you. You are really enviable."

"Uncle Ming is right," Jiuli turned the jade bracelet nonchalantly, as if the broken engagement was all under her control.

"Just call me the head of the Ming family. I can't bear the title of uncle. You are the future leader of the Qianyuan Sword Sect. My Ming Yan is indeed not worthy of you," Ming Lixin said sarcastically.

"Thank you, Lord Ming, for your understanding. This is the apology from Qianyuan Sword Sect. It is a third-level realm-breaking pill, which is enough for the Ming family to make further progress." At Jiuli's signal, Tianshu took out the jade box from the ring.

The three elders present were emotionally fluctuating over the third-level breakthrough pill, and their eyes were full of greed. If it was theirs, it would be a good thing. Although only the breakthrough golden pill could be consumed, which one of them couldn't? Who could resist further temptation?

They all wanted to take this pill for themselves.

At this moment, Ming Yanqingyue's angry voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention.

"Old sir, you took out the elixir a little too early. We may not agree to what you said today."