Junior Sister is too competitive, she drastically alters the Joyful Union Sect.

Chapter 231 The Mysterious Night Phoenix Sword?!
Seeing Shen Qiuluo turn to flee, Shen Youqing waved his hand, and a binding array landed on the ground.

Unable to move within the binding array, Shen Qiuluo quickly used her spiritual power to attack it, but the spiritual power she used was like a switch, instantly enraging the restless spiritual sword.

The next second, Shen Qiuluo, who was like a sitting duck, was pierced through the body by several spirit swords.

Shen Qiulu was in so much pain that her eyes were practically bursting open.

"Shen Youqing!!!"

The sharp roar reached Shen Youqing's ears, causing her to raise the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were cold and devoid of any smile.

Shen Youqing in this state was strangely unsettling.

"Have you forgotten what kind of temper I, Shen Youqing, have?" Shen Youqing weighed the long sword in his hand, his cold voice slow and deliberate. "Whoever makes my life difficult, I'll make them suffer a thousand times, ten thousand times more!"

The camellia tree fell to the ground and grew rapidly. Its branches contracted to form a protective shield, protecting Shen Youqing and Jiang Chenying.

Protected by the camellia trees, Jiang Chenying was ridiculously safe, but...

Looking at Shen Youqing's cold face, he said, "Have you thought about the consequences of doing this?"

From Shen Qiuluo's act of turning her head to run away, he knew that the previous riot of the spirit sword was caused by Shen Qiuluo!
Shen Qiuluo will definitely be punished for causing the spiritual sword riot, but Shen Youqing has now caused the spiritual sword riot again, so she will also be punished!
"Consequences?" Shen Youqing curled her lips. "Jiang Chenying, do you dare to bet with me?"

"What?" Jiang Chenying asked.

Shen Youqing did not answer his question in time, but looked at Shen Qiuluo not far away.

Shen Qiuluo finally managed to break free of the binding array, but her body was riddled with bloody holes by the rampaging spirit swords.

She quickly swallowed the hemostatic pill, and then picked up...

Just as Shen Qiuluo was about to raise her longsword to fight the spirit sword here, the longsword in her hand was snatched away by the branches of the camellia tree.

Without his weapon, the sword cultivator Shen Qiuluo was like a dog with its teeth pulled.

While dodging and weaving, she roared at Shen Youqing, "Shen Youqing, you bitch! Give me back my natal sword!"

Sitting on a woven chair, Shen Youqing looked at the long sword offered by the camellia tree. She bent her finger and gently flicked the blade.

The sword's sound is crisp and sharp; it is a fine sword.

We can't let Shen Qiuluo be ruined.

"I bet I won't be punished." Shen Youqing glanced at Jiang Chenying, then looked at Shen Qiuluo, who was desperately trying to dodge.

Watching Shen Qiuluo flee in a disheveled state, her mocking voice rang out, "You haven't even formed a contract with this sword yet, so how can you say it's your natal sword? Now that it's in my hands, it's mine."

After saying that, Shen Youqing threw the longsword directly into his storage ring.

Jiang Chenying glanced at Shen Qiuluo, but had no intention of helping her.

Isn't all of this her own doing?

"Even if you have the support of the Shen and Yue families, the Azure Dragon Sword Sect is not a place to be trifled with," Jiang Chenying said coldly. "Moreover, it concerns the safety of the disciples of the other sects..."

Shen Youqing gave a cryptic smile, stood up from her chair, and turned to leave.

Jiang Chenying was more worried about Shen Youqing than Shen Qiuluo.

Something seems off about her right now.

The sword energy and killing intent within the Sword Tomb were extremely strong, and she may have been affected by them.

The camellia tree quickly shrank and landed on Shen Youqing, then returned to the cloth bag.

After leaving this place, Shen Youqing wandered aimlessly through the Sword Tomb, while Jiang Chenying followed quietly behind him without saying a word.

Not far behind the two of them, the group of spirit swords followed.

"I feel like you could cast two Mind-Cleansing Mantras on me at any moment," Shen Youqing said, putting away his longsword and looking around.

Hearing Shen Youqing's seemingly teasing words, Jiang Chenying coldly asked, "Were you affected by the killing intent and sword energy within the Sword Tomb?"

"A little," Shen Youqing said calmly.

Jiang Chenying responded. Judging from her current appearance, she must have recovered quite a bit.

Shen Youqing, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Jiang Chenying. "I thought you would stay and save her."

"You brought this on yourself," Jiang Chenying said coldly.

If Shen Qiuluo had no intention of harming others, Shen Youqing would not have done this.

"open--"

A familiar wave of dizziness swept over me instantly.

Before Shen Youqing could see clearly, she felt herself fall into a warm embrace.

The arm across his waist restrained its strength, yet it still carried an undeniable, domineering presence.

I have no other thoughts besides Xiao Ke.

Hua Yuan, a step too slow, looked at the little girl hidden inside Xiao Ke's body and said in a seductive voice with a hint of threat, "You let go of Xiao Youqing!"

Xiao Ke ignored him, looking down at the injured girl with heartache in his eyes.

"I'm a healer..."

Shen Youqing, who had been given several pills, grimaced from the bitterness.

The pill melted instantly upon entering her mouth, and she felt a warm current flow into her body, instantly dispelling her fatigue and rapidly increasing her spiritual power.

"Xiao Ke, what did you feed me?" Shen Youqing asked, smacking his lips.

Seeing that her clothes were tattered by the sword energy, Xiao Ke took off his outer robe with one hand and draped it over Shen Youqing.

Shen Youqing knew that her dress was tattered and somewhat inappropriate, and she gave Xiao Ke a grateful look.

Xiao Ke stared straight at her, his peach blossom eyes filled with worry and heartache.

As soon as Liang Shimu and his group of four arrived, they were pushed aside by Hua Yuan.

Compared to Shen Youqing, who was surrounded by sects, the situation was quite different for the Qingyu Sect.

Faced with the disheveled Shen Qiuluo, only the alchemist Jing Liang stepped forward and handed her a bottle of pills.

Apart from the extremely disheveled Shen Youqing and Shen Qiuluo, the other disciples were in relatively good condition, appearing at most just a little tired and not injured.

The sect leader and elders of the Azure Dragon Sword Sect breathed a sigh of relief, as did the sect leaders of the other three sects.

Jiang Chenying stepped forward and bowed to Zhang Youli and the others, saying, "This disciple has something to say."

Zhang Youli waved his hand.

Jiang Chenying quickly recounted the incident of the spirit swords rioting within the Sword Tomb.

When Shen Qiuluo heard Jiang Chenying recount what she had done without hesitation, her voice couldn't help but become sharper, "Senior Brother, are you going to slander me based solely on Shen Youqing's one-sided account?!"

Looking at Shen Youqing, who was covered in dirt and had many wounds on his face, Lin Youran was immediately amused by his shameless words.

"What kind of skill is barking like a dog? If you have the guts, swear an oath!" Lin Youran said aggressively. "If you dare to swear that the Spirit Sword Riot has nothing to do with you, I'll kneel down and kowtow to you!"

Hua Yuan gently patted Shen Youqing's head, as if to tell her not to be afraid.

“It was wrong of me to cause the Spirit Sword Riot.” Shen Youqing bowed to the Venerables of the Azure Dragon Sword Sect. “But the Sect Master and the elders also know that I am just someone who seeks revenge.”

"you……"

The Second Elder's words of cursing suddenly caught in his throat. He looked at the black longsword in Shen Youqing's hand, his face turning quite red.

Continuing to criticize is wrong, but not criticizing is also wrong!
Hey!
"The Mysterious Night Phoenix Sword?!" An elder couldn't help but exclaim, his voice rising with excitement and surprise.

The second elder looked at the ordinary-looking longsword with burning desire in his eyes.

His words shifted, sounding like a helpless reproach, "You really are something, kid. If there's anything wrong, you can come out and say it. What if you accidentally hurt someone else?"