She became a god

Mu Chaozong and Yue Lin also joined in the commotion, demanding that Lieyang make a statement.

Now that things have come to this, Lieyang naturally couldn't let it go easily. He could only loudly proclaim, "Murong Yan has slandered his fellow disciple without sufficient evidence. He shall immediately go to the Discipline Hall to receive thirty lashes. Sun Hongyu shall copy the 'Pure Heart Sutra' one hundred times after the competition. May you all behave appropriately in the future and strictly abide by the sect rules."

Sun Hongyu gritted her teeth and agreed, and Murong Yan bowed his head and said yes. Just as the two of them were about to leave, Ye Qingzhou spoke up.

"I'm not convinced."

Lieyang's expression was not good. "Imperial Princess Ye, is there anything else you are dissatisfied with?"

"Just now, Murong Yan said that I bewitched Sun Hongyu into taking Haoyunlai, but that's not the case. Shouldn't he apologize to me?"

That's how it should be, but the cultivators like Lieyang still subconsciously regarded Ye Qingzhou as a junior and didn't care about her grievances.

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou's innocent face was no longer smiling, and that his obsidian-like eyes were staring at him without blinking, Lieyang thought to himself that he had been careless. He should have remembered the lesson he learned yesterday when this boy insisted that Liu Qing and Murong Yan advance to the competition together, but he only remembered it now.

Although Ye Qingzhou was the youngest and least skilled among the judges, her actual power was no less than any of them.

Looking back now, the last-minute registration and the half-hearted watching of the competition were just tactics Ye Qingzhou used to lower their guard.

"What does Princess Ye want?"

Yo yo yo, finally getting the hang of it!

I've finally learned to treat myself properly.

Ye Qingzhou felt that she was not a good person, but she was not a bad person either. Therefore, she said, "I want Murong Yan to swear to the heavens that if he has any intention to harm me again, may his soul be scattered and his body be left nowhere."

Lieyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief; at least they weren't asking for exorbitant compensation.

"Murong Yan, are you still not going to swear an oath?"

Even with the blazing sun shining down, Murong Yan swore he would still move slowly.

[Tsk tsk tsk, looks like they really hate me!]

【Little Eleven, what do you think can cause someone's skill level to fluctuate wildly, and for that fluctuation to be positively correlated with their level of concentration?】

This is definitely not a coincidence. I suspect that Murong Yan possesses a system similar to this. Do you have any way to help me investigate?

A cold, mechanical notification sounded: [Congratulations, host, you have triggered the side quest "The Strange Fortune Teller."]

Ye Qingzhou's amused gaze swept over Murong Yan.

[Tsk, what level? They were selected by the system just like me.]

011, able to perceive Ye Qingzhou's thoughts, added, "My system is different from itss."

[Oh? You're really just a simp system?]

011 started playing dead again, ignoring Ye Qingzhou's calls.

Ye Qingzhou thought that he might be the most leisurely host in history.

Others are guided by the system, which pushes the host along.

When the host asks the system a few questions, the system runs away.

It doesn't matter, anyway, Ye Qingzhou doesn't like to work hard, so it's good to be idle.

But fate is just that absurd.

Those who aspire to great achievements often find themselves unappreciated, while those who simply want to live a carefree, unambitious life are often busy for half their lives.

Ye Qingzhou waited and waited until the sun went down before he finally met his opponent for tomorrow—Liu Qing.

"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist."

If it weren't for the pills Ye Qingzhou secretly slipped to him last night, Liu Qing might not have regained his senses so quickly.

Ye Qingzhou waved his hand, "It's just a matter of a Qingxin Pill."

Seeing that no one was around, Liu Qing lit another soundproof talisman before saying, "Your Qingxin Pill is truly wondrous. I suspect you added sap from the Evergreen Tree when you were making it."

Ye Qingzhou smiled but did not answer, nor did he deny it.

She never intended to lie to Liu Qing, a genius alchemist who could refine the Nine-Flower Pill.

Wasn't she giving Liu Qing the pills just to test him?

If Liu Qing can't even guess the sap of the periwinkle, how can he be worthy of her personal recruitment?

Ye Qingzhou is not afraid of god-like opponents, but he is afraid of pig-like teammates.

However, she still doesn't have enough capable people around her, even though Ye Qingzhou can get rid of those who are blind to reason.

However, there are too many blind people in this world, and Ye Qingzhou felt that they were not worth his effort, so recruiting talents became his top priority.

"Liu Qing, do you consider yourself my enemy or my friend?"

Liu Qing pursed her lips and said softly, "You still don't believe me."

Again!

Liu Qing always gave Ye Qingzhou a strange feeling, as if they had known each other for many years, but due to some twist of fate, the past had been sealed away, and they were waiting to meet again one day to reunite.

The description sounded like a love story spanning seven lifetimes, but Ye Qingzhou knew in her heart that it was not like that at all.

Ye Qingzhou smiled and said, "You only ask whether you are willing to help me or not? If you are not willing, then forget it." Yeah, right. He'd already taken advantage of her, how could he dare refuse her? He had to pay a price.

Liu Qing did not answer immediately, but stared at Ye Qingzhou for a moment before asking, "Is it because of these eyes?"

Ye Qingzhou stared into those clear green eyes, and felt a pang of pain in her heart. She even wished she could gouge those eyes out and give them to her.

Ye Qingzhou forced down the pounding in his heart and carefully said, "I just want my eyes."

Liu Qing looked at Ye Qingzhou, or perhaps at someone else, and smiled mischievously, "I won't pay you back."

return?

Is it...

A terrifying thought surfaced in Ye Qingzhou's mind.

Countless thoughts rushed through her mind, and she almost lost herself.

After a long while, she vaguely heard herself say, "I just want your help in refining pills."

Liu Qing glanced at Ye Qingzhou with a half-smile, then suddenly grabbed her hand and touched her eyes like a child, saying, "I'll let you touch them, and you're not allowed to take my eyes away."

The closer Ye Qingzhou got to those green eyes, the more her heart pounded. She said, almost in a daze, "Green is the most beautiful color in the world."

Liu Qing chuckled to herself, "You still like green so much, but what about cyan? Isn't cyan cute too?"

Ye Qingzhou replied without hesitation, "Blue is certainly excellent, but only green is the most authentic color."

Liu Qing complained, "You're still the same... stubbornly clinging to your beliefs. We were so close to succeeding."

"If I hadn't been so stubborn, none of us would have survived."

Liu Qing retorted indignantly, "Why? This isn't fair! Zhou, this isn't fair to us! Don't you hate them?"

"What good is hatred? Hatred is useless; only killing is effective."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qing chuckled, "It's good that you didn't soften your heart. If you do, I'll drag you down with me."

Ye Qingzhou ignored Liu Qing's ramblings and instead handed him a flame and some herbs.

"The Flame of Desire? You actually obtained the Flame of Desire?"

Ye Qingzhou said coldly, "Get into the City of Desire as soon as possible."

Liu Qing smiled and said, "I will work hard for our common great interests."

"Stop wasting time and train more. If you die before me, I will definitely climb to the top by stepping on your corpse."

"Zhou, are you worried about me?"

Ye Qingzhou dismissed him, saying, "Don't forget to refine pills for me."

Liu Qing said loudly, "See you tomorrow!"