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Innumerable powerful cultivators resided in the boundless Divine Prefecture. Naturally, people in the Divine Prefecture were well aware of the existence of formidable master cultivators whose names were virtually unheard of. They had developed a way to survive in this situation. After witnessing Xia Qingyuan demonstrated her ability, Han Lin had no doubts that her master was an accomplished cultivator.

Han Lin certainly needed to serve such a distinguished guest well.

“Okay.” Xia Qingyuan nodded. Although she had learned about Ye Futian’s current condition from the Black Wind Condor, she wasn’t going to save him without a thoughtful plan. An influential group like Senluo Manor must be brutal and merciless. Considering her deep background, what would they do if they knew that she knew her best friend was being transformed into a corpse puppet? Would they bet on her forgiveness even if she promised so?

They might release Ye Futian, but they could also kill them both.

Furthermore, how could she let Senluo Manor off the hook for killing and refining Ye Futian?

“Please,” Han Lin said with a smile. He looked at the people around him and ordered, “Summon the Lower Renhuangs who are currently in Senluo Manor to Senluo Cultivation Temple.”

“Yes, young master.” People received his order and left. Han Lin led the way for Xia Qingyuan. As respectful as he was, he didn’t seem too obsequious. After all, he was a Renhuang who only tried to be polite.

Senluo Cultivation Temple in Senluo Manor stretched a vast expanse of the land on top of the mountains, surrounded by matrices for protection.

A great number of cultivators gathered in Senluo Cultivation Temple at the moment. People in Senluo Manor all rushed to the temple after hearing the news. They couldn’t help but exclaim how gorgeous and extraordinary Xia Qingyuan was. Standing next to the Black Wind Condor on the side of the temple, she emitted brilliant divine light like a Goddess. Even the men’s clothes she was wearing couldn’t conceal her striking beauty.

People tended to glorify a person in their minds after learning about the person’s special identity. They might not think the same way if Xia Qingyuan was only an ordinary girl.

Even some middle-level Renhuang elders of Senluo Manor were gazing at the temple from their own palaces. Cultivators who had perfect Divine Wheels were usually disciples of top forces or offsprings of aristocratic families. The Senluo Manor was already a prominent force in the region. But no one in this generation had developed a perfect Divine Wheel. Even though Han Lin’s Divine Wheel was perfect when he was a Lower Renhuang, it didn’t last after he advanced to the middle-level Renhuang Plane.

No one else in the younger generation, including other children of the chief of Senluo Manor, had had such accomplishments. For that reason, Han Lin was referred to as “young master.” He had the most talent and probably would surpass the chief in a few decades.

“Who wants to try with the Goddess?” Han Lin looked around the crowd and asked.

A man named Han Yan walked onto the Senluo platform in a couple of strides and stared at Xia Qingyuan. He was an outstanding cultivator in Senluo Manor and had already proved his path as a Renhuang despite his young age.

“I hope to learn from the Goddess.” Han Yan released his energy and revealed his first-order Divine Wheel.

“You’re not worthy enough to fight with my lady.” A tinge of disdain flashed across the Black Wind Condor’s face. Han Yan shot a menacing look at the Black Wind Condor, his eyebrows knit tightly together.

This demonic beast was only Xia Qingyuan’s mount. How dare it show such insolence?

Han Lin also glanced at the Black Wind Condor. Despite his fake smile, deep down he was cursing. What an annoying beast.

“Of course you can join the fight as well if you want,” Han Lin said, smiling.

The Black Wind Condor’s eyes gleamed with a metallic sheen. Its body hovered in midair and caused a violent storm around.

Buzz…

It dove down at full speed like a shadow.

The Law Battle Platform was only a place for internal sparring sessions in Senluo Manor. Even with its considerable size, it was still too small for a fight at this level.

Han Yan’s eyes glinted coldly when he saw the Black Wind Condor charging at him. He unleashed the Divine Wheel of the Great Path inside of his body and started a terrifying storm of death that blotted out the sun. He raised his hand and made a gripping gesture. A giant shadow of the hand of the death came into sight.

Black Wind Condor launched an attack with its golden and extremely sharp claws and shot out a burst of energy that could tear up the space.

Bang! Something streaked across the sky and the giant shadow of the hand of the death shattered instantly. The crowd could barely figure out the Black Wind Condor’s movement before they saw its claws lodged in the Law Battle Platform with a loud noise. Han Yan retreated to the edge of the platform. His clothes were torn to pieces, and a deep and frightening laceration appeared on his body.

The look on people’s faces changed. Han Yan glared at the Black Wind Condor in front of him.

“You are too weak. How dare a low-level person like you ask to spar with my lady?” The Black Wind Condor threw a tart comment and turned around to return to Xia Qingyuan’s side without attacking further.

After all, the Black Wind Condor had been Ye Futian’s mount for so many years and could connect with Ye Futian’s mind. It shared whatever comprehension and enlightenment Ye Futian attained and developed a superb offensive ability for itself.

Although the Black Wind Condor was a little too harsh, its arrogance and force made Xia Qingyuan shine even brighter. How unfathomable this woman must be if even her mount was so domineering.

“Little Condor, you’re being rude,” Xia Qingyuan said. “We only came here to exchange ideas and learn from each other. The cultivation level of our opponent doesn’t matter.”

Then she stepped forward and walked onto the platform. Surrounded by the dazzling divine light, she looked at the crowd with her captivating eyes and said, “Anyone willing to offer me guidance can come and give it a try.”

“I would like to have a glimpse of the Goddess’s grace.” An elder man walked forward, his robes flapping in the wind. He looked at Xia Qingyuan and said, “Be careful, my lady.”

His hands formed a seal before his voice faded away. In an instant, numerous seals of death emerged in all directions and darted straight to Xia Qingyuan the moment he raised his hand and pointed at her.

Xia Qingyuan activated her Divine Wheel. A dazzling dual-colored lotus wrapped her body and its petals floated toward the incoming seals.

Xia Qingyuan stood inside of the lotus, where the seals couldn’t enter without being destroyed right away.

The dual-colored divine light formed a ring around Xia Qingyuan and made her appear even holier. The cultivators of Senluo Manor couldn’t help but secretly admire the beauty of the perfect Divine Wheel.

One, two, three… More and more lotuses bloomed and consumed the countless seals of death. Then they transformed into the Death Ray and charged at the elder man.

The lotus obtained from God’s relic fused with Xia Qingyuan’s Life Spirit and transfigured her. She had been cultivating alongside Ye Futian and had considerable strength even though she wasn’t capable enough to get a chance to join the battle back in the Original Realm.

Three supreme forces were involved in the battle in the Original Realm. Many of the people there were much more powerful than the cultivators of Senluo Manor.

The lotuses emitted the light of the Divine Catastrophe. The elder man couldn’t hold out against the attack with his second-order Divine Wheel and soon backed away.

Another Renhuang stepped onto the platform. With a rumbling noise, the mighty force of death overcast the sky. A shadow of the Reaper appeared above and a ray of divine light directly shone on Xia Qingyuan’s body. The next moment, the divine light of death fell from the sky and struck Xia Qingyuan.

This man was very intimidating with his third-order Divine Wheel.

Xia Qingyuan’s lotus Divine Wheel flared up. Millions of lotuses swirled and created a pair of dual-colored swords of life and death. The storm circled around her body and dashed against the force generated by her opponent.

Upon their collision, the lotus spawned a huge number of flowers and engulfed the divine light of death. The man was defeated before long.

None of the other Lower Renhuangs went onto the platform could even draw nearer Xia Qingyuan. They were all overpowered by her.

The battle stopped in a short while. Xia Qingyuan hovered above the platform alone and was surrounded by divine light, her white dress blowing in the wind.

Xia Qingyuan utilized the advantage provided by her perfect Divine Wheel to win against cultivators who were above her level. She wanted to create an illusion for the people of Senluo Manor that she had a distinguished background.

“Excellent,” Han Lin looked at Xia Qingyuan and said. “You’re truly a Goddess with unparalleled beauty and a perfect Divine Wheel. No one in the Lower Renhuang Plane from Senluo Manor is a match for you.”

Han Lin wasn’t very interested in women in the past. At most, he trifled with them and used them for cultivation.

Yet now, an idea came to his mind. It would be nice if he could make this woman his spiritual partner in cultivation.

Xia Qingyuan pulled back and returned to her original place while still radiating divine light from her body.

“Thank you very much,” Xia Qingyuan said to Han Lin.

“You’re welcome,” said Han Lin.

“Sorry that I disrupted your day. I’m leaving now,” Xia Qingyuan said to Han Lin.

“Where do you plan to go?” Han Lin asked.

“I come out to learn about the cultivation methods of various schools and groups. I don’t have a specific goal in mind,” said Xia Qingyuan.

“Since that’s the case, you might as well stay for a few more days here in Senluo Manor. We have plenty of cultivation methods. Besides, I will go on a trip in the near future. I can travel alongside you and guide you. What do you think?” Han Lin asked.

Xia Qingyuan thought about it for a moment and nodded slightly, said, “I won’t refuse your kindness.”

“You’re more than welcome.” Han Lin turned around and ordered, “Arrange a palace for the Goddess immediately.”

Xia Qingyuan remained indifferent the whole time. As a princess in the Emperor Xia’s Realm, she had always been cold and arrogant before she met Ye Futian and was only playing herself right now.

Ying Qing watched everything quietly on the side. Although she had been helping Ye Futian, she never truly made up her mind. Witnessing Xia Qingyuan’s power certainly moved her.

Ying Qing left the temple discreetly and went to the You Pavilion. She walked into the cavern residence and looked at Ye Futian, who was lying in the matrix.

Although Ye Futian still had his eyes tightly closed, he was aware of everything that happened outside. Moreover, he could communicate with the Black Wind Condor and asked it to carry out the plan.

“Your sister’s last name is ‘Xia’?” Ying Qing asked Ye Futian.

Ye Futian opened his eyes and said to her, “Yes. Do you believe me now?”

Ying Qing looked into his eyes and felt the struggle inside of her heart. Then, she nodded her head solemnly!

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