After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

In the blink of an eye, a spiritual power of the Spiritual Transformation Stage burst out from her body, blocking Qingzhi's bone-pulling action.

Qingzhi was slightly stunned, then he just waved his sleeves, and the powerful spiritual power dissipated like smoke.

Jiang Liqian bit her lower lip tightly and stepped back stiffly.

I want to create some distance between us that can provide a buffer.

The surroundings were dead silent, and no one understood what the leader was trying to do by doing what he had just done.

If Jiang Liqian had not been beaten to death once, she would not have known what he intended to do.

But the pain was engraved in her soul, and even in the middle of the night she would wake up in a cold sweat.

There was no way she could forget.

"Master..." She held back the bloody taste in her throat and, with her last bit of strength, stood up. She held her head high and stared angrily into his calm eyes. "Do you want to—kill your disciple?"

The sound was like a stone falling into a quiet lake, instantly causing a splash of water.

The disciples below the stage were all stunned, while the elders and peak masters on the stage seemed to have a sudden realization, yet seemed to fall into deeper confusion.

Yes, as a great sword immortal, why would he want to kill her, a little Qi-refining disciple?

Jiang Liqian felt sad in her heart, and the hatred in her eyes was even stronger.

The aloof exiled immortal finally showed a hint of expression.

He seemed to frown, not understanding where the hatred in her eyes came from.

But he didn't do it again.

He recognized the spiritual power of Master Chongdao.

Since his senior brother was trying so hard to protect her, he would not offend his senior brother.

"The third level of Shangxuan Sword Technique, do you understand it?" He was not saying this to Jiang Liqian.

Jiang Li frowned slightly and pursed her lips.

Chen Huasheng, who had been standing stiffly behind the Immortal Master Qingzhi, did not react at first. When Jiang Liqian's gaze fell on him, he finally realized what was happening and opened his eyes wide in shock.

The next second, he immediately knelt down and respectfully replied, "Master, I have taken note of everything."

After saying this, he looked at Jiang Liqian with a complicated gaze, then quickly looked away.

Qing Zhi withdrew his gaze from Jiang Liqian and said calmly, "I would like to accept you into the inner sect of Jianfeng. Are you willing?"

This time, not only Chen Huasheng, but even the peak masters and elders on the observation deck stood up in surprise.

You have to know that apart from Jiang Liqian, this is the first time that their leader has taken the initiative to accept a disciple.

Although they are inner disciples, this is enough to make them excited.

The strongest lineage of the Qiankun Sect is actually the one with the least interpersonal relationships in their sect. If the Sect Leader had not yet ascended to heaven, they would have almost suspected that the Jianfeng lineage would be wiped out in the hands of the Sect Leader's generation.

Chen Huasheng was so excited that his eyes were slightly red. He immediately knelt down and bowed to Qingzhi, saying, "Disciple Chen Huasheng, I pay my respects to the Master."

Qingzhi nodded slightly, raised his hand and tossed him a sword manual, and then instructed: "If you have any questions about cultivation in the future, you can come and ask me."

After saying that, his gaze fell back on Jiang Liqian.

The long robe fluttered and the black hair moved slowly.

He walked up to Jiang Liqian, his faint gaze sweeping across her pale face bit by bit, and suddenly he raised two fingers, and a sword energy instantly penetrated into her wrist meridians and went straight to her dantian.

Jiang Liqian felt a blackness in front of her eyes, followed by a sweetness in her throat, and a trace of blood flowed down from the corner of her mouth.

“If your mind is unstable and uneasy, no matter how good your talent is, it will be in vain.” The cold and indifferent voice was like a mountain spring seeping into a lake, clean and ethereal, which made people feel clear-headed, but also made people feel as if they were in a vast snowy field, distant and remote.

Qingzhi withdrew his hand and said lightly: "You resisted the sword energy, and your meridians were blocked. Now it's OK." Then he turned around with a flick of his sleeves and sat back in the main seat on the viewing platform.

His sleeves fluttered, and not even a speck of dust on the Xuanwu Stage got on him.

The people present were suddenly in an uproar.

It turned out that the series of actions taken by the master just now were all to test the disciple he valued and to give some guidance to this highly-anticipated female disciple.

He even took the initiative to clear her meridians. It can be seen that the master really values ​​this female disciple.

According to the status and reputation of the headmaster, if he asked Master Zhongdao for this female disciple, perhaps...

It seems that the sword edge that has been frozen all year round is finally about to receive fresh blood. Now that the sword lineage inheritance has been settled, they can breathe a sigh of relief!

Seeing that the sect leader had left, Chen Huasheng immediately walked quickly to Jiang Liqian, reached out to support her, and helped her down from the Xuanwu platform.

He knew that part of the reason he had this opportunity today was definitely because of Jiang Liqian. If he had felt surprised and unwilling towards her during the competition, and also felt an inexplicable sense of loss, now he was just filled with gratitude.

But Jiang Liqian, who was supported by him, opened her mouth and tried hard to make a sound. She wanted to angrily denounce Immortal Qingzhi for whitewashing the situation, and wanted to accuse him of attacking her again and again and trying to dig out her spirit bones again and again!

He wanted to tell everyone that he was not clearing her meridians at all, but was actually knocking her cultivation back from the Great Perfection of Qi Refining to the Sixth Level of Qi Refining.

She had so much to say, but no matter how hard she tried, her throat seemed to be blocked and no sound could come out.

She stared towards the main seat, her face suddenly turning pale.

Cross the robbery!

Cross the robbery!

The fishy-sweet taste in her throat grew stronger, and the black fog in front of Jiang Liqian's eyes became heavier, with almost half of its weight falling on Chen Huasheng.

[Ding! The young master's inner demon backlash value has increased by 1%, and the current backlash value is 62%.]

[Ding! The young master's inner demon's backlash value has increased by 1%, and the current backlash value is 63%.]

Chen Huasheng felt something was wrong and looked down at Jiang Liqian, only to find that her lips had turned completely bloodless.

I was shocked.

"Jiang Liqian, are you okay?"

As soon as he said that, he realized that her body was still covered with wounds caused by the master's sword energy, and immediately suggested taking her to Danfeng to heal her wounds.

Jiang Liqian shook her head at him, then pointed with difficulty at Qin Beiyao and Shui Lian'er who were running towards them, meaning that she should just leave herself to them.

Chen Huasheng did not insist and handed her over to Shui Lian'er.

After speaking worriedly about Jiang Liqian's injury, he said goodbye and left.

Shui Lian'er's eyes were red. She wanted to say something, but tears started falling first.

Jiang Liqian closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to speak again.

This time she was finally able to speak.

"Send me back to Zhenfeng. I want to... go into seclusion."

Shui Lian'er nodded, and together with Qin Beiyao, without any delay, they immediately sent her back to Zhenfeng.

"Li Qian, why do you always get injured so badly..." Shui Lian'er wiped her tears while applying medicine to her wounds.