Volume 1, Chapter 55: Qinghan Brought to Justice

"How is this? Shiyao is not late, right!"

Li Shiyao hurried over, sat between Dongfang Jue and Su Cheng, and wore a look of eager anticipation.

Ever since she began cultivating the celestial-tier technique, the more her strength progressed by leaps and bounds, the more clearly she could perceive just how terrifying Sister Qinghan's power truly was!

One must know that she was now a Core Formation cultivator, furthermore blessed by a celestial-tier technique!

Yet even so, she could not touch even a tenth of the standard Sister Qinghan possessed back then...

And that was Sister Qinghan who had just recently reached the Foundation Establishment stage, while Ye Qinghan now was already at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment! Just how terrifying must that be!

Very few people in this world were capable of understanding this fact!

Li Shiyao also wanted to see just how strong Sister Qinghan's current strength really was. If she could secretly learn a move or two, she would look down her nose even at the elders!

Beside her, Dongfang Jue wore a look of utter despair and said, "It's already over..."

Li Shiyao looked toward the arena, seeing only Ye Qinghan standing there while her opponent was nowhere to be found.

"Ah? Shiyao rushed here without a moment's rest after finishing her match, and I still missed it?"

"Uhm... That Lin Lang was practically kicked to death by your Sister Qinghan."

Li Shiyao was not particularly surprised, but to miss seeing Sister Qinghan make her move was truly a pity!

"Then where is Lin Lang? Even if she lost, there's no need to leave in such a hurry."

"She was carried away for medical treatment. If they hadn't hurried, it wouldn't be a matter of 'practically kicked to death,' but rather 'practically revived'..."

Li Shiyao was left dumbfounded. The middle stage of Foundation Establishment—truly, as she had expected, its horror was beyond measure!

"Since the match is over, why isn't Sister Qinghan leaving yet?"

Dongfang Jue shook her head, as she had no idea either. Based on her understanding of Ye Qinghan, the latter should have already glued herself to their Master's side.

Just then, the elder began introducing the next match.

"The next match: Ethereal Immortal Palace, Ye Xiaohan."

Uhm... Listening to the elder's introduction, the crowd was momentarily stunned. Many spectators in the audience were cultivators from the Southern Territory, and they had heard at least a little about the Ethereal Immortal Palace.

It was hardly a secret that the Ethereal Immortal Palace had only a single disciple.

Just as everyone was speculating, they saw Ye Qinghan in the center of the arena dancing like a fairy of flowers. Her long water-sleeves swayed gently, her alluring waist twisted slightly, and with a single turn, she had changed into a completely different outfit.

Hardly any male present could bear to blink, each frantically trying to record the outfit change of this ultimate beauty with their brains!

A thin veil covered her face, adding an even greater sense of mystery, drawing cheers from the men and silent curses from the women!

"Ethereal Immortal Palace, Ye Xiaohan."

Ye Qinghan parted her crimson lips, softly signaling the elder...

The elder acting as the referee had originally thought Ye Qinghan had something to instruct her junior sister about the upcoming match, only to realize that she *was* Ye Xiaohan!

"Miss Qinghan, isn't this a bit..."

"Elder, I am Ye Xiaohan, the second disciple of the Ethereal Immortal Palace."

"..."

The tournament rules stated that a sect or family could dispatch a maximum of three disciples, but it never said that three disciples couldn't be the exact same person!

"Miss Qinghan, the rules..." The elder wore a helpless expression. This was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation...

Yet no one had ever imagined they could act as three people by themselves. One had to know that those who came here were basically the proud talents of their respective sects.

Even with exceptional strength and without injury, the consumption of spiritual energy from executing divine abilities required time to recover. Even if someone thought of this method, no one would actually attempt it.

However, Ye Qinghan was different. With her formidable cultivation at the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, dealing with mere Core Formation opponents was as easy as reaching into a pocket to take something or observing the patterns on the palm of her hand; there was virtually no consumption at all!

The energy spent was probably even less than helping Master prep food in the kitchen!

"Ye Xiaohan!"

"That..."

"Xiaohan!"

The elder was utterly speechless. Fine! You win!

The elder simply gave up trying to argue and instructed the opposing contestant to enter the arena.

In the spectator seats, Dongfang Jue's face turned completely dark!

"This fellow is leaving no way for others to survive at all! She wants to monopolize the top three spots all by herself!"

Li Shiyao hadn't understood at first, but hearing Dongfang Jue's explanation just now, she finally reacted!

Putting on an expression that was seventy percent naive and thirty percent serious, she spoke to Dongfang Jue with utmost solemnity.

"Elder Sister Dongfang, Sister Qinghan is probably planning to monopolize the top three spots all by herself!"

Dongfang Jue thought to herself: *You really are a genius!*

Su Cheng smiled, slowly stood up, and amidst the puzzled gazes of the two beside him, walked steadily toward the edge of the arena.

Ye Qinghan was also taken aback. What happened?

Since the opposing cultivator had yet to enter the arena, Ye Qinghan was in no rush and simply hurried to the edge of the arena to see her Master.

"Master, is something the matter?"

"Your Master has a few things to impress upon Qinghan. Do not blame me for being long-winded."

"How could I?"

Ye Qinghan felt a trace of fear. Although Master's attitude at this moment was no different from usual, she hadn't known Master for just a day or two—how could she fail to sense the underlying tone?

She hurriedly knelt straight and proper before Su Cheng, a sight that left the people in the spectator seats completely dumbfounded.

"Qinghan's conduct has always been far too flamboyant. With me here, Qinghan can naturally act without restraint; even if you were to pierce a hole in the sky, I could still clean up the mess for you."

Ye Qinghan was nearly frightened to tears. At this moment, she felt just like Xu Zhanfeng, unable to control the trembling of her body, feeling as though she might lose control of herself right then and there...

"Dis... disciple wouldn't dare."

[Uhm, did I lay it on too thick? After all, she is a young girl. What should I do? Sige...]

[I still need to speak plainly. If I pamper her too much, I'm afraid I'll spoil her rotten.]

"Stand up and speak."

"Yes."

"I have no intention of reprimanding you. It's just that I hope you won't keep people at a distance. Cultivating immortality also requires cultivating one's character and mind. You must never become arrogant, lest you suffer a massive loss."

"Master's teaching is correct." Ye Qinghan lowered her head. That pitiful, moving appearance broke Su Cheng's heart, yet he still had to continue.

[Aiyaya, that little expression—it's completely wronged my precious Qinghan!]

"Qinghan, I am not scolding you."

"Master is right."

[This mother-fox, why do I feel like...]

"Do you truly understand?"

Ye Qinghan thought to herself that she understood all too well. She was crystal clear on everything Master was thinking! Could there possibly be anyone in this world who understood Master's thoughts better than she did?

"Disciple understands."

[If possible, I truly wish you were not some Demon Emperor, but merely a little fox living a carefree life every day in the courtyard.]

[That way, I could protect you for a lifetime.]

[Thank you so much for choosing me at the Master-Disciple Ceremony. Your Master promises you a lifetime of peace; I will surely risk this very life of mine to trade one-for-one with that calamity.]

Su Cheng looked thoughtfully at Ye Qinghan, while Ye Qinghan listened in silence.

First the spatial anchor, and now this mention of a calamity. What did it mean? Were these enemies from the future?

"As long as you understand, that is enough."

Ye Qinghan at this moment also sorted out Su Cheng's thoughts from his complex stream of consciousness; it was nothing more than the worry that she was making enemies everywhere, which might ultimately harm her.

Master had never changed. He was still that same Master whose eyes were entirely filled with his disciple. He had never worried about her being weak, but rather exhausted himself with worry for this disciple who stirred up trouble everywhere.

Her initial fear had been that Master might also think her demonic nature was inherently evil.

Her present composure came from knowing that Master was still Master, and she was still that mother-fox pampered like a child.