Qin Qingyue withdrew her gaze from the chaotic martial arena, and the cold, murderous glint in her crimson eyes instantly softened into a smile.
She took a few steps to Jiang Huai’s side, unabashedly linking her arm with his. Her dragon tail rubbed against him affectionately, her voice full of pride:
“Truly impressive! No wonder you’re my husband!”
Watching her man single-handedly sweep through a sect’s elite,
her sense of accomplishment soared, even surpassing the satisfaction of making a move herself.
But when she turned her gaze back to the crowd of Xuang Guang Sect disciples, the smile on her face vanished, replaced only by a chilling coldness that made hearts tremble.
Her eyes fixed on the sect master, whose face was ashen and was being supported by an elder. Her voice was sharp and merciless:
“My husband is kind-hearted and unwilling to create unnecessary bloodshed. He believes there is no need to harm you disciples.”
“But now—” She paused, and the killing intent spread like a tangible fog.
“The debts between the two of us should be settled once and for all, don’t you think?”
The sect master trembled at her words, suddenly breaking free from the elder’s support.
She no longer had even an ounce of the majesty befitting a sect master and pleaded:
“Dragon Lord! Dragon Lord, have mercy! I was blind and failed to recognize your true identity! Had I known you would come, I wouldn’t have dared, even with a hundred lives’ worth of courage!”
“All losses, Xuang Guang Sect is willing to compensate tenfold, only asking the Dragon Lord to spare everyone in our sect!”
Her expression was pitiful, her attitude utterly humble, and her terms irresistibly tempting.
It was as if Qin Qingyue only needed to nod to turn enemies into allies.
Qin Qingyue’s kindness, the sect master’s sensibility, everyone finding a good place to belong.
“Hmph.” Qin Qingyue let out a disdainful cold laugh, as if hearing the world’s most ridiculous joke.
“How could you possibly harbor such naive and childish thoughts?”
She stepped forward slowly, looking down on the kneeling sect master from above. Her voice was low but each word struck like a dagger:
“When you hid in the shadows, maliciously raising prices and greedily pocketing spiritual stones, did you ever think of others? Did you have even a shred of kindness?”
Her voice suddenly rose, carrying the oppressive pressure of a dragon’s roar.
“I won’t play your little game of admitting fault and changing.”
“If you choose to play these underhanded tricks in this world, you must be prepared to pay the price when things go wrong.”
“You cannot flaunt your cunning and revel in your gains…”
“And then, when failure comes, pretend to be an innocent weakling. There is no such rule in this world!”
Before her words had even faded, a flash of black light swirled around Qin Qingyue, and a set of black battle armor materialized on her, accentuating her graceful figure like a valkyrie.
A spear, entirely black and wrapped in the destructive Dragon Flame, appeared out of thin air in her hand. The tip was pointed straight at the kneeling sect master.
“Roar!”
The dragon’s roar and spear’s whistle merged, carrying boundless killing intent.
Seeing that pleading was futile, the sect master’s eyes flashed with a final trace of madness and despair as she suddenly summoned her life treasure—a Liu Li Treasure Mirror—in a desperate last attempt.
“Boom!”
The Black Flame Spear pierced forward like thunder tearing through the night, simple and direct.
Dragon Essence.
No technique, only absolute power crushing down.
The protective divine light emitted by the Liu Li Treasure Mirror shattered like fragile glass under the spear’s Dragon Flame tip in an instant.
The spear’s momentum undiminished, it easily broke through the hastily erected spiritual shields, and then, within the sect master’s widening, horrified pupils, pierced her heart.
The raging Dragon Flame instantly surged into her body, destroying all vitality.
“Ugh…” The Xuang Guang Sect master stiffened, the spark in her eyes rapidly dimmed, and she collapsed weakly to the ground, her breath gone.
A Great Ascension Stage sect master was defeated in a single strike by Qin Qingyue.
Zhuxin shrank back, softly stroking Zhu Siyao’s hair.
Too terrifying. Are they really all Great Ascension Stage?
The entire scene fell into silence.
All the disciples and elders of Xuang Guang Sect were pale and trembling, no one dared speak, and no one dared step forward to retrieve the body.
Qin Qingyue withdrew her spear, flicking off the blood droplets from its tip.
Her indifferent gaze swept across the terrified faces in the crowd as her voice rang clearly through every corner:
“This matter is a personal grudge between me and your sect master.”
“Today, I am only taking back what belongs to me and settling an old debt.”
“It has nothing to do with the rest of you.”
With that, she no longer looked at the crowd.
Her figure shot up into the sky, transforming into a streak of black light as she headed straight for the forbidden area behind Xuang Guang Sect’s mountain, where the Ling Mai resided.
Moments later, the entire sect’s ground shook violently.
A sharp, resounding dragon roar pierced the sky.
A top-grade Ling Mai, resembling a gigantic emerald dragon radiating majestic spiritual energy, was forcibly uprooted by Qin Qingyue’s unparalleled strength and then shrunk to coil within her dragon claw.
Qin Qingyue ascended into the air with the Ling Mai, her cold gaze once again sweeping over the crowd below, who looked like lambs awaiting slaughter.
She paused before speaking:
“The sect master of Xuang Guang Sect has been executed. I am taking the Ling Mai.”
“If you wish to disband and leave, so be it.”
“If anyone is unwilling and wants to find a better place—” Her voice carried a hint of meaning.
“My Nine Heavens Palace welcomes talented individuals. As long as your cultivation or talent is passable, and you pass the assessment, you are free to join.”
Leaving these words behind, she did not linger.
With a flick of her dragon tail, she gathered Jiang Huai, Zhuxin, Su Yingman, and others, boarding the Xianzhou which transformed into a streak of black light and vanished over the horizon.
Not long after, in the eastern part of the Central State, among a cluster of mist-shrouded mountains rich with spiritual energy.
This was the top-tier blessed land that Qin Qingyue had purchased at the auction.
She immediately found a good spot and implanted the Ling Mai within.
Rumblings shook the earth lightly as endless, pure spiritual energy surged forth from deep underground like a waking giant dragon.
In an instant, rays of colorful light spread across the mountains, auspicious energy filled the air in a thousand strands, and the vegetation visibly grew lusher and greener.
Springs of spiritual water bubbled forth, and the spiritual energy concentration in the air rose more than tenfold.
The outlines of majestic palaces had already formed among the mountains, built to harmonize with the terrain.
Under the nourishing spiritual energy, they radiated a sparkling brilliance.
Qin Qingyue hovered in the air, gazing down at the magnificent, spiritually abundant new home below. Her crimson eyes were filled with satisfaction and pride.
A faint sense of belonging welled up in her heart.
A feeling she had never experienced before—a feeling of home.
She turned to Jiang Huai beside her. Her dragon tail swayed joyfully as she spoke with unprecedented warmth and expectation:
“Husband, look!”
“This is going to be our Nine Heavens Palace, our home!”
Jiang Huai looked at the fairy-like scenery before him, feeling the unrestrained joy and sense of accomplishment radiating from his partner.
A gentle and approving smile appeared on his face as he nodded softly:
“Yes, very good. Our home.”
Qin Qingyue settled the Dragon Palace and the three palaces in the core area, ensuring they could fully enjoy the blessings and benefits brought by the blessed land and Ling Mai.
Just as everyone was congratulating and celebrating, Qin Qingyue’s expression suddenly stiffened and darkened.
“Congratulations to Palace Master Qin on establishing a sect. The location is quite good.”
A cold, clear voice came from nearby as a white-clad figure approached. Sword intent coiled around her like a living thing.
“Looks like I’m the first to come congratulate Palace Master Qin?” Wu Zhaohua said nonchalantly, with Xiao Yue following behind.
Xiao Yue gave Jiang Huai a wink, but Jiang Huai wore an awkward expression.
Qin Qingyue gritted her teeth and asked,
“This is supposed to be a happy occasion. Can you please not cause trouble?”
The thought of just having built their new home, and yet her husband might be taken away—how could that be?
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