The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

Looking at the group of stunned disciples.

The elder of the Taixu Sect couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

The matter of demons concerns the survival of the cultivation world; it's not a time to worry about whether or not one's face is slapped.

"Those who bewitch people's hearts are demons."

He looked at Mo Wangqing.

"Master of the Forgetful Sword, what else do you have to say?"

Although the demonic markings on Luo Qingcheng's face disappeared quickly, cultivators are all sharp-eyed and perceptive, and they all saw them clearly.

The other elders also looked at Mo Wangqing.

Everyone saw it; Mo Wangqing must provide a reasonable explanation.

Ling Yuchen stood up.

He is the acting sect leader of the number one sect, the Seeking Immortals Sect. If he sees the demonic runes again and turns a blind eye, who knows how his master will punish him when he returns.

Ling Yuchen said, "The demonic runes cover the entire body and cannot be concealed in any way, but they flashed and disappeared on Luo Qingcheng's face. We still need to make a careful judgment here."

"Acting sect leader, are you going to speak up for the Sword Master of Forgetfulness?"

"This junior dares not, but our sect's motto is to be inclusive and virtuous. As the acting sect leader, I should investigate the facts to prevent innocent disciples from being wronged."

The tone shifted, "Of course, if Luo Qingcheng really has a problem, then even the Sword Master of Forgetfulness cannot protect him!"

Mo Wangqing didn't offer much explanation.

That face, forever as cold and indifferent as ice and snow, was completely blank.

The elders rolled their eyes inwardly.

Why pretend to be aloof?

Mo Wangqing is still as annoying as ever.

The others looked at the highest-ranking member of the sect present, the only sect leader, the Master of Tianji Pavilion.

"Sect Master, say something!"

The Master of Tianji Pavilion stroked his long beard. "After the competition, everything will be clear."

That's true. Luo Qingcheng is still in the Nightmare Realm. What good is it if they unilaterally convict her?

The nightmare cannot end prematurely.

-

Luo Qingcheng strolled leisurely into the poison circle as if taking a leisurely walk.

As soon as I stepped inside, I saw a familiar face.

Luo Qingcheng was quite happy.

"Zheng Li, it's been a long time!"

Zheng Li turned around and saw Luo Qingcheng; his face immediately fell.

This unlucky guy, whom he had chosen to establish his authority after passing the inner sect assessment, almost defeated him with basic sword moves in the outer sect training ground.

Later, rumors spread that he, a Foundation Establishment disciple, was defeated by a mortal who could not cultivate with a single sword strike, making him not only fail to establish his authority after entering the inner sect, but also become a laughing stock in the inner sect.

Before he could even cause trouble for Luo Qingcheng...

I heard that Luo Qingcheng participated in the qualifying competition and got into the inner sect by placing in the top three.

She's just an ordinary person, so why did she get into the top three?

Zheng Li was completely baffled.

He had finally managed to escape the shadow cast by Luo Qingcheng by taking the opportunity of a senior brother's illness to fill in for him in the Immortal Sect Competition, only to run into Luo Qingcheng again.

What a tragic fate!

and--

Zheng Li was displeased. "Why don't you call me senior brother?"

Luo Qingcheng smiled.

at last!

The moment has finally arrived when I can show off and slap people in the face!

Thankfully, she didn't give up!

Luo Qingcheng flicked his hand, and a burst of magic instantly exploded at Zheng Li's feet.

A deep pit with a diameter of ten meters appeared.

The mud chunks from the explosion hit Zheng Li, and it hurt a little.

He stared at his feet in disbelief, stammering, "You... your spiritual power hasn't dissipated?!"

Luo Qingcheng said with a smile, "Do you care whether I've disappeared or not? Now all you need to do is tell me, should I call you senior brother or you call me senior sister?"

Zheng Li is very concerned about his reputation, so how could he so easily and willingly call the mortal senior sister whom he previously looked down upon?

He scoffed, "You're nothing but a mortal without spiritual roots. Even if you have some magical artifacts to protect you, they're all external things. How can you compare to me?"

Luo Qingcheng nodded.

"Looks like you're not afraid of death?"

As she spoke, she drew her sword. "Since you think I'm inferior to you, how about we have another match?"

She could tell at a glance that, after several years, Zheng Li's cultivation was still stuck at the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Indeed, if he were truly talented, he wouldn't have wasted so many decades in the outer sect.

Zheng Li was not fooled. "You have a magical artifact now, while my spiritual power has dissipated completely. It would be neither beneficial nor fair for me to fight you, so I won't fight you."

Luo Qingcheng smiled and said, "Back then, when you insisted on fighting me, a mortal without spiritual roots, even though you were only at the Foundation Establishment stage, you didn't talk about fairness. Now you want me to talk about fairness."

She wasn't very happy.

I hate hypocrites.

Luo Qingcheng didn't have that much patience. He rubbed a magic ball in his hand and bounced it back and forth. "I'm not negotiating with you right now. If you don't want to fight, then just die."

Zheng Li said confidently, "You wouldn't dare. Openly targeting your fellow disciples during the competition would be unacceptable to the Sword Inquiry Sect if word got out!"

Luo Qingcheng couldn't stand anyone who could be even more pretentious than him.

Without saying a word, she threw the magic ball in her hand at Zheng Li.

With a loud explosion, Zheng Li coughed up a mouthful of blood, incredulous. "You actually dared to attack me?!"

Luo Qingcheng responded by making another magic ball.

Zheng Li was terrified.

His internal organs were already damaged and bleeding. If he were to be hit again, he would really die!

He hasn't made a name for himself in the competition yet, he can't be eliminated now!

Zheng Li slid to his knees and shouted, "I...I admit defeat!"

A fawning smile appeared on his face. "Senior sister, I'll call you senior sister!"

Luo Qingcheng was happy.

Zheng Li didn't kill her, so of course she wouldn't do anything to Zheng Li either.

She asked, "Where are the others inside?"

Zheng Li knows the answer to this question.

Before the match, the senior player gave each of them a location marker. He was a substitute who was brought in temporarily, but he didn't miss any of them.

After bowing and scraping obsequiously to explain, Zheng Li asked, "Senior Sister, don't you have a locator?"

Logically, Luo Qingcheng should also have received a copy, even though he was only brought in as a substitute at the last minute.

Luo Qingcheng glanced at Zheng Li and said, "I'm not a substitute, I got in through connections."

Zheng Li harbored a deep resentment.

That good-for-nothing from back then is doing better than him now!

With a quick glint in his eyes, Zheng Li said with ill intent, "Senior sister, come to me and get the locator."

After saying that, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing that Zheng Li looked like he was about to die, Luo Qingcheng felt a bit unlucky.

But she still needed Zheng Li's location marker, so she cooperated and went over.

Zheng Li took out a locator from his chest and saw that Luo Qingcheng was getting closer and closer to him.

He squinted and suddenly, at his fastest speed, sprinkled a handful of poison powder onto Luo Qingcheng's face!

It worked!

Zheng Li was overjoyed.

Luo Qingcheng sneered, drew his sword, and a flash of light swept across the ground, causing a gust of wind to rise and scatter all the poison powder.

Looking at Zheng Li again, he lowered his head in disbelief.

A sword pierced through his chest.

She actually dared to kill me...

Luo Qingcheng said softly, "After you get out, find a place to hide well, and don't let me find you."

I've found you, and I'll teach you a lesson!

His tone was tender and gentle.

Zheng Li's burly body crashed to the ground.

When Zheng Li regained consciousness, he discovered that he was not dead after all.

But it would be better to be dead.

He listened with a pained expression as his cronies explained the science to him.

Luo Qingcheng's cultivation had already reached the Golden Core stage; killing him would be as easy as killing a chicken.

He couldn't see it because he had no spiritual power while in the Nightmare Realm.

Everything he did was seen clearly.

Everyone knows that he has offended a promising Golden Core cultivator to the point of no return.

The cronies, feeling they had done their duty, quickly explained the situation, glancing around to make sure no one was watching them. Before leaving, they still couldn't shake the feeling of unease and repeatedly warned, "Don't ever say you know me again, okay? We're done."

Zheng Li wanted to cry but had no tears.