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

"roll!"

As soon as the word was uttered, the whole room fell silent.

The noisy lobby suddenly fell silent.

Even Jiang Yueming looked in her direction.

But Jiang Liqian just stared at Gu Chengxue's face and spat out another word with extreme disgust.

"roll!"

Now everyone was sure that they were not hallucinating, and the disciples of the Sacrifice God Sect immediately changed their expressions.

"How dare you talk like that, little girl? Our senior brother didn't do anything to you, so why are you speaking ill of him?"

"Exactly! Are you guys from the Qiankun Sect really that well-behaved? You don't even have the most basic etiquette. You're a disgrace to the No. 1 sect!"

"Big Brother, let's not worry about her. Her master is still here. We can just ask him for an explanation. If he doesn't discipline her properly today and apologize to you, we will go back to the Sacrifice God Sect and talk to Master about how the Qiankun Sect treats people!"

Gu Chengxue's sleeve was pulled by his fellow disciples from his own sect, and he was about to leave, but he refused. His brows were furrowed. Seeing the undisguised malice in Jiang Liqian's eyes, he was full of doubts. This was the first person he knew who treated him so harshly.

He was frustrated, puzzled, and full of curiosity.

"Fellow Daoist, do we have any old grudges? Why..."

A loud "bang" interrupted him rudely.

Jiang Liqian's scripture bounced on the table and slid to the ground in an instant.

Her eyes were cold, as if covered with a layer of gloom.

Gu Chengxue subconsciously took a step back when he saw this look, and was completely stunned.

However, he was stunned. His fellow junior brothers and sisters were unwilling to be treated coldly one after another, and they immediately started to make a fuss, demanding to see the leader of the Qiankun Sect and demand an explanation today.

Gu Chengxue is their eldest senior brother. In the Qiankun Sect, also known as the Jishen Sect, the second largest sect, how could its reputation be trampled on like this?

Even the usually reckless Jiang Yueming was startled by Jiang Liqian's sudden action. As the disciples of the Sacrifice God Sect began to make noise, he rubbed his brows with a headache and said to her impatiently, "Jiang Liqian, apologize. You're becoming even more unruly."

But Jiang Liqian didn't move at all, as if she didn't hear what he said.

He pressed his tongue against his teeth and laughed angrily.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and the pressure on his body was released instantly, wrapping directly towards Jiang Liqian who was sitting behind the desk.

The smell of blood instantly rushed up to his throat. Jiang Liqian suppressed it tightly, and his body was unable to move due to the overwhelming pressure.

Every bone creaked and crackled.

"Jiang Liqian, apologize." Jiang Yueming reiterated.

But she still said nothing.

Jiang Yueming was stunned by this stubbornness.

During this moment of distraction, the pressure dissipated slightly, Jiang Liqian stood up suddenly, stretched out his arm, overturned the table, turned around and left.

The scriptures were scattered all over the floor, and the inkstone fell on the book, staining most of the paper black.

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Jiang Liqian strode forward, scenes from her past life constantly playing out before her eyes. She felt her blood boiling and her head splitting with pain. She couldn't help but walk faster and faster, wishing she could vent all her resentment.

But some people are just looking for death.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, Fellow Daoist Jiang!" Gu Chengxue chased out and called out several times, but Jiang Liqian showed no intention of paying attention to her. He frowned, circulated his spiritual power, and flipped over to land in front of her.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I sincerely want to be your friend. I wonder why you are so hostile towards me?"

hostility?

Jiang Li's eyes turned cold and he clenched his fists tightly.

Suddenly, she let go of his hand and smiled coldly at him.

"You're wrong. It's not hostility, it's murderous intent!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Zhenlingzhu flew out of her hand and hit Gu Chengxue's vital point.

Gu Chengxue was horrified and dodged quickly.

Although Jiang Liqian has only reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, his control over the top-grade spiritual artifact Zhenlingzhu far exceeds that of his peers. He can almost achieve telepathic communication and control it as easily as using his own arms.

Although Gu Chengxue was known as a rare genius in a century, he was unable to dodge her fierce attack and had to draw his sword to resist.

The high-speed rotating Zhenlingzhu carried the power of thunder, and when it hit the sword heavily, it was like a hammer hitting the sword. The huge impact force forced Gu Chengxue to retreat repeatedly, and his palms were numb.

Shocked, he had to get to know the little girl in front of him all over again.

Two bun-like buns, golden bells, a red hairband, a white skirt with dark patterns, flowing golden threads, and a piece of watery white jade hanging around the waist, just like a snow lotus on the cliff, blooming alone in its splendor.

She was clearly dressed in a dignified, gentle, charming and lively manner, but her moves were deadly and decisive. How could they be the moves a little girl would use?

In particular, he vaguely felt that her cultivation was even higher than his.

This couldn't help but make Gu Chengxue excited.

Geniuses always appreciate each other. At this moment, he no longer backed down. Every move he made was like a cold wind entering his body, and the whole city was covered with frost.

The two fought fiercely, with rocks flying everywhere and grass and trees being damaged. Wherever the spiritual power passed, there was chaos.

The fight between the two became more and more intense, especially Jiang Liqian. A hint of bloodshot slowly appeared in her eyes, and the Zhenling Pearl in her hand gradually changed from light blue to a dark blue as thick as ink.

Thunder energy rushed into her body from all directions without hesitation. She looked fierce and shouted: "Break!"

The color of thunder was immediately apparent.

Gu Chengxue was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest. He immediately exhaled and fell to the ground.

The Soul-Suppressing Pearl was hanging above Jiang Liqian's right hand. She walked towards him step by step with cold eyes.

The hem of her skirt brushed the ground, staining the snow with dust.

At this moment, Gu Chengxue finally realized the fear of death.

Looking at the other person's eyes as if he was looking at a dead object, his heart was pounding. He always felt that he seemed to have seen such eyes before.

"Jiang Liqian..."

The light of the Zhenling Pearl became brighter and suddenly shot towards his brows. Also flying out with it was Xinxin, who was wearing a pink skirt.

But this time, Jiang Liqian actually saw blood slowly flowing out from Xinxin's bright eyes.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and the Zhenlingzhu trembled violently, losing its aim, brushing against Gu Chengxue's face and hitting the ground to his right.

The floor tiles paved with white marble shattered into pieces in an instant.

She wanted to continue, but was stopped by Xu Youan who came after her in a hurry.

"Senior sister!"

Bai Ying rushed to her, his starry eyes full of anxiety and concern.

There is also something she can't see through, and she is afraid.

Is he afraid?

What are you afraid of...

Afraid of her?

Or are you afraid that she might hurt someone?

Jiang Liqian stared at him blankly, then gave a bitter smile, took the Soul-Suppressing Pearl, and turned away.

Xu Youan became anxious and grabbed her hand.

"Sister..."

Jiang Liqian turned her face away from him and said in a cold voice, "Let go!"