The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Celestial Spirit Realm

Temple Water Prison

The woman was nailed to the inner wall by the God-Slaying Nail. Her dantian was completely destroyed, her divine power was gone, her loose black hair was covered in sticky blood, and her belly was slightly bulging under her torn dress covered in blood.

A sharp and flamboyant laugh echoed, "Hahahaha, Ye Wanqing, ah Ye Wanqing, you've come to this day too."

The person who came had a charming face and a pair of deep, dark eyes, but there was an indescribable viciousness in her eyes.

Ye Wanqing raised her head slightly, casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and sneered.

Lin Qianxue's brows knitted together instantly, and the viciousness in her eyes shot towards Ye Wanqing like cold needles. "Ye Wanqing, what I hate most is your arrogant attitude!"

Then, Lin Qianxue laughed sarcastically, as if she had thought of something. "Hahahaha, you don't know yet, but your master, the master of the Holy Temple who raised you since childhood, has been sent into the Falling God Formation by Brother Xiao. He's been completely destroyed, and the Holy Temple has become ours. Hahahahaha."

Ye Wanqing suddenly raised her head, her eyes, always clear and calm, filled with anger. "Impossible! My master is a powerful Divine Venerable. That scum Xiao Yu couldn't possibly do it even with the combined strength of our entire clan! Get out, Xiao Yu! Get out too!"

Lin Qianxue raised the corners of her lips, her eyes full of sarcasm, "What if it's guided by your bloodline? Haha, I'll let you see clearly!"

A photo stone was thrown down, and a bloody and tragic scene appeared.

The fellow disciples were covered in blood and fainted on the ground.

The old lady who treated her like her own daughter set herself on fire.

Broken walls and bloodstains.

Ye Wanqing's pupils shrank slightly, and a flame seemed to ignite between her eyes. "Lin Qianxue, I want you dead!"

The intense shaking and struggle caused the backlash of the Soul-Stirring Nail in his body. Ye Wanqing suddenly spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, feeling that the blood vessels in his body were burning and his heart began to ache.

"Hahahahaha, does it hurt? Do you think you're still the same holy young master of the temple who was praised by everyone? A person of unknown origin is pregnant with a bastard of unknown origin."

"You may not know this yet, but it was all part of my plan that you were pregnant with this bastard. His father is a worthless beggar of the lowest rank and lowest character."

Ye Wanqing's heart tightened. That day, she was training in the secret forest, preparing to break through to the God King realm, but she was accidentally poisoned by the Love King Flower. When she regained consciousness, her body was covered with traces of pleasure.

Under the master's persuasion and after four or five months of getting along, she had already developed feelings for the baby in her belly.

"Today, you will die together with the bastard in your belly and your miserable master!"

A sword shadow with a sharp sword light came and slashed towards Ye Wanqing's lower abdomen.

"Ah! my child!"

The child inside the body had not yet taken shape, it was just a faint ball of light, which paused for a moment and then dissipated into nothingness.

Ye Wanqing's eyes were bloodshot, her throat hoarse and hysterical, "Ah! Lin Qianxue!"

Her eyes became fierce, and she was willing to burn half of the dragon vein in her body. Gradually, an endless power burst out from her body, and in an instant, the soul-stirring nails broke.

Lin Qianxue was shocked when the fierce fire dragon threw her out, seeming to burn all her blood vessels, burning her in flames and causing her unbearable pain. "Ah!"

She knew that Lin Qianxue had other life-saving artifacts. Even if she burned the dragon vein, she could not kill her completely, but she would suffer the pain of being burned by the flames.

Ye Wanqing activated the last transfer formation in his hand and arrived at the temple.

The scene was devastated and bloody.

"Junior sister!"

I saw the junior sister in white clothes, already covered in blood, standing still with a long sword in her hand.

Ye Wanqing suddenly spat out a mouthful of residual blood, slowly approached, and with the last bit of his strength, picked her up like a princess.

"Don't be afraid, Senior Sister will take you home."

She also clearly felt her vitality gradually fading into nothingness, and the backlash of the Soul-Stirring Nail became stronger and stronger. She half-knelt on the ground, raised her head and looked up at the sky with a fierce look in her eyes.

"Xiao Yu! Lin Qianxue! If there is reincarnation, I will personally banish you to the underworld, where you will suffer the pain of soul backlash for eternity!"

The moment she completely closed her eyes, Ye Wanqing faintly saw a strange white light enveloping her and her junior sister.

……

Sky Continent

Xinghui Kingdom Colosseum

"Hurry, hurry, place your bets! This is a sure win! Ye Wanqing has fainted and is about to stop betting."

"But is this really okay? Even though Ye Wanqing is just a piece of crap, she's still the eldest daughter of the Ye family. Old Master Ye and Young Master Ye are still around, and she's also protected by the Crown Prince of Sunshine Country."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what can we do? She wanted to go up there on her own, trying to seduce the Third Prince. What a shame for the most beautiful woman in Xinghui Country. She might as well get under me and taste a man's flavor, hehe."

The third-level spirit fire lion on the stage slowly approached, the fire in its mouth ready to go, and its eyes were alert.

The woman who had fainted on the stage clenched her hands slightly. Ye Wanqing's eyes suddenly opened and looked at the flames that were so close to her. Her eyes narrowed slightly with endless murderous intent in them. She twisted her waist and rolled over to avoid the flames.

"Holy crap, Ye Wan is awake! No, Ye Wanqing actually dodged it?!"

Ye Wanqing picked up the dagger on the ground, jumped up, and dodged the fireball like a ghost. In the astonished eyes of everyone, the blade was inserted into the neck of the Spirit Fire Lion, killing it in one stroke. The third-level Spirit Fire Lion died in a moment.

Ye Wanqing raised her eyes and looked at the dead Spirit Fire Lion. There was no emotion in her eyes. She took out the beast core of the Spirit Fire Lion swiftly. Suddenly, her head hurt, and endless memories rushed into her mind.

After a while, Ye Wanqing's consciousness gradually became clear. She covered her heart and stood up, looking around. Ignoring the shocked eyes of the people below the stage, she walked towards the audience.

After everyone reacted, there was a commotion.

"Damn! Am I blind? Ye Wanqing killed a third-level Spirit Fire Lion?"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Oh my god, I lost money! I lost money! All my belongings!"

Ye Wanqing's lips were chapped, and her eyes were scarlet, as if covered by a layer of blood mist. She walked to a corner, unable to suppress the blood in her throat any longer.

She casually wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her expression nonchalant. "Sky Continent? Useless? Mentally ill? Bullied? That's not the case from today on."

Thinking of everything in the spiritual world, the temple, the master, the junior sister, and the child.

Ye Wanqing looked up at the sky, her expression filled with determination. "I have finally returned. Heaven knows no bounds. I, Ye Wanqing, swear an oath hereby that the entire Xiao and Lin clans will be buried with my master, my child, and all my fellow disciples in the Holy Temple!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my heart and a strange light appeared.

Ye Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly, and in just a moment, the spatial scene changed, and she was already in a secret space.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Ye Wanqing held the short knife with a vigilant look.

There was a clear spring gurgling in the southernmost part, and a few simple huts and a dense forest in the easternmost part.

Beyond the dense forest is a large medicinal field, and the surrounding spiritual energy is extremely rich, even richer than some sects and secret realms in the Tianling Realm.

Suddenly, a familiar spiritual power flashed by, and Ye Wanqing's eyes lit up with joy, "Ningyu!"

A flash of indigo light passed by, and a blue-green feather fan appeared directly in front of Ye Wanqing.

Her natal artifact, the Yuqing Ningyu Fan, was destroyed by a ferocious beast during her last training, and was later taken away by her master to be re-forged. Otherwise, with her divine power, she would not have been ambushed by Xiao Yu and Lin Qianxue, two scums.

Ye Wanqing lowered her eyes and gently stroked the phoenix feathers on Ningyu. "Ningyu, now it's just the two of us."

Suddenly, a playful and somewhat childish childish voice sounded, "Master, there is me, there is me. I am the spirit of the Indigo Soul Jade. My name is Qingyu, and I will always be with you!"

Suddenly, a girl in a green floral dress appeared in front of him. She looked only five or six years old, and her eyes were full of joy as she looked at Ye Wanqing.

Ye Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly. She had always known that there was a secret treasure hidden in her heart, but she never expected it to be the ancient artifact, the Indigo Soul Jade.

"Master, hello. You and the Indigo Soul Jade have now formed a life contract. Your soul is still very weak. You can recuperate in the Jade Water for a while. It will not only nourish your soul, but also cleanse your marrow and strengthen your tendons."