After being read by the mind, my apprentice wanted to rebel

What? Xie Qijun didn't expect this to happen last night. Damn it, he was always protected by Lin Xian'er. He was the Demon Lord. He clenched his fists, his heart filled with resentment and anger.

"Old Chen, you are too stingy. There is no rule that you cannot admit defeat on your own. What do you mean now?" Yao Aofeng intends to make friends with Xiaoyun Sect. The thing in Lin Xian'er's hand is too magical, and he wants to get to know He Yun through her.

Chen Ping guessed what the old man Yao Aofeng was planning and couldn't help but take a deep breath. He couldn't panic now and couldn't disrupt the most important purpose of today. He had to order the people from the Sword Sect to appease the crowd below. As for the two little beasts Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun, he would deal with them slowly later.

Seeing that everything was fine, Lin Xian'er pulled Xie Qijun off the stage and waited slowly. Since they had nothing to do now, Lin Xian'er simply lay down and rested.

Xie Qijun let Lin Xian'er act up while he took the time to practice. He had to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

It was already afternoon when the people from the Sword Sect finished dealing with the matter. In order to appease all the spectators, the Sword Sect spent a lot of money to settle the matter. Almost all the people from the Sword Sect looked at the master and disciple Lin Xian'er with indignation, and they hoped that these two people would never appear again.

Elder Li had thought that the subsequent arrangements for today would be delayed, but the Sect Master insisted on proceeding as planned. He had no choice but to reorganize everyone and prepare to open the secret passage. Then, he stood in front of everyone and said, "Now, please invite the top ten contestants to the stage. I hope you will receive the Dragon Roar Sword."

Except for Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun, everyone else was full of anticipation, hoping that they could get the Dragon Roar Sword, which was the purpose of their trip.

After a while, a spiral passage appeared in front of the ten people, and they entered the passage in order of ranking. When all ten people entered, the passage was immediately closed, and the people outside could observe the situation inside through a special light curtain.

All ten people were teleported in front of the Dragon Roar Sword. Three of them exchanged glances and immediately rushed towards the Dragon Roar Sword, only to be instantly thrown back to the ground, spitting blood. The remaining people immediately became alert and stopped making any rash moves.

"Senior Brother, is there any barrier nearby?" Qi Ling'er asked. She really wanted to have a weapon that suited her, and the Dragon Roar Sword was what she wanted most at the moment.

Xiao Mo observed it for a while and was not sure whether there was a barrier, so he had to let the other two stay put. At the same time, he also wanted to see what actions Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun, the winners of this competition, would take to seize the Dragon Roar Sword, and how the three of them would snatch it from those two people.

However, he had no idea that Lin Xian'er's mind was not on this at all. [Tongzi, I felt weird the moment I entered here. I felt nauseous. What's going on?]

[Host, this old bastard from the Sword Sect is really deceptive. He hid the Dragon Roar Sword in the dragon's stomach. As long as you draw your sword, it will absorb the vitality and soul power of everyone here except you to restore its strength.]

[Huh? What are you doing? Are you kidding me?]

[Host, please face the problem and stop being silly.]

Lin Xian'er pouted. She just wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but her heart sank. She didn't expect that the magic dragon would be involved. Isn't this the secret realm of the Sword Sect? Could it be that someone in the Sword Sect is colluding with the demons? Perhaps only the top leaders could do this. Who could it be?

After hearing Lin Xian'er's thoughts, although Xie Qijun didn't understand the meaning of the last few words, he knew that the current situation was critical. He was not interested in the Dragon Roar Sword. If he really wanted a sword, Lin Xian'er could give it to him at any time, and it would be of a higher level. They needed to leave here immediately.

However, Xie Qijun looked around and couldn't find the exit. "Master, what should we do now?"

Although Lin Xian'er had a solution, the talisman was too special and there was hardly any in the entire world of immortal cultivation. If she took it out now, it would attract jealousy. After all, she had already obtained a high-level magic weapon. "Let's wait for a while."

Seeing Lin Xianer's expression, Xie Qijun was no longer worried, but was just a little annoyed about being trapped here.

The secret realm soon split into several factions. Everyone discussed on their own, but they were all waiting for others to take action. Among them, Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun were the ones who were observed the most.

However, after a while, Qi Sheng couldn't stand it anymore. He hated Lin Xian'er and her apprentice in the first place, and now staying with them was simply torture, so he impulsively walked up to Xie Qijun and said, "Xie Qijun, if you are a man, go up and draw your sword, you coward." If it weren't for the sect leader's order, he would have killed the person who hurt his junior sister.

Xie Qijun's face changed, and just as he was about to speak, Qi Ling'er came running over to apologize. It was truly disgusting, tea-stinging and bitchy. Xie Qijun, growing increasingly gloomy, was about to explode when Lin Xian'er suddenly grabbed his hand, and his emotions seemed to surge and then recede like a flood.

"If you're so capable, just go ahead and do it yourself. We, the master and the disciple, are here to applaud you." Lin Xian'er glanced at the others, "Come on, everyone's waiting for your performance... Ah~ Why haven't you taken action yet? You're not the coward you say you are. Oh, your goddess is watching you here, tsk~tsk, tsk, a man has to be agitated to be loved. Brother, this is your chance to show off. If you miss it, I'll look down on you for the rest of my life."

You~ Qi Sheng was so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He had never expressed his love to his junior sister, so what nonsense was this crazy woman talking about.

The angry Qi Sheng walked towards the Longyin Sword irrationally. For some reason, he walked straight to the Longyin Sword. He couldn't help but feel pleasantly surprised. He was indeed the chosen one. He looked at Lin Xian'er proudly, "Crazy woman, see how powerful I am."

The others were also watching Qi Sheng's actions in surprise. When he walked next to Longyin Sword, their expressions changed instantly. Could it be that Longyin Sword had chosen such a fool? His vision was really poor.

The most surprised person here was Qi Ling'er. If Qi Sheng pulled out the Dragon Roar Sword, given his love for her, he would definitely give it to her. "Second brother, you are so awesome," she looked at Qi Sheng with admiration.

Qi Sheng suddenly felt a sense of ecstasy, as if death at this moment was worth it. Completely lost in Qi Ling'er's adoring gaze, he completely ignored Xiao Mo's voice, trying to stop him from drawing his sword. He slowly placed his hand on the Dragon Roar Sword and yanked hard, but the sword didn't budge. Unwilling to accept this, he pulled several times, but something unexpected happened, and he was sent flying by the sword's pressure, falling to the ground. He truly felt the feeling of death, spitting out a mouthful of blood and falling unconscious.

Qi Ling'er was stunned for a second and rushed over to support Qi Sheng and help him heal his wounds. She seemed to be extremely concerned, but deep in her eyes there was a deep disgust. He was indeed a waste.

Xiao Mo walked over to the two of them and reminded Qi Ling'er not to act impulsively and to follow the instructions. Qi Ling'er nodded obediently.

Since they were close to the Dragon Roar Sword, the others went forward to observe. Soon, everyone except Lin Xian'er and Xie Qijun tried to draw their swords.

Unbeknownst to them, at the same moment Qi Sheng drew his sword, a sudden change occurred within the secret realm, shrouding the entire arena in a black mist. The ordinary spectators' souls were instantly sucked away, while the cultivators struggled mightily. The major sects used their treasures to protect their disciples, but they were still unable to completely resist the suction of the black mist.

The various clan leaders were now trapped in the stands, unable to move. Looking at Chen Ping's relaxed demeanor, Yao Aofeng understood. "Chen Ping, you bastard, actually dared to collude with the demons. Are you crazy?"

Several other sect leaders also looked at Chen Ping with unfriendly expressions. They were not stupid people and understood that this competition was probably a trap to lure them here.

Chen Ping lightly brushed his shirt and smiled as he watched his former friend struggling in pain. "Success goes to the king, take it all, Yao Aofeng. So what if we're from the demon clan? Today I will successfully awaken the demon dragon and condense the demon spirit bead. Hahahahahaha, the gate to the demon world will definitely open."

Madman, madman! All the major clan leaders fought tooth and nail against the constraints of their bodies to stop Chen Ping, even if it cost them most of their cultivation. Immortals and demons have always been incompatible. But Chen Ping wouldn't let them break free so easily. He still needed these people as nourishment, and they were the best nourishment.

For a time, the situation in the competition field was critical, with heavy casualties. More and more people became food for the evil dragon. Despair and fear filled the air, and there was no hope.