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

Chapter 302 One by one, we'll blow them up!
Shen Youqing quietly gazed at the woman opposite him, who was no longer the ferocious and ruthless woman she had been before.

Qiao Jiusheng's relaxed brows and eyes were full of gentleness, with a calmness that suggested she had everything under control.

Now that she was a prisoner, how could she not remain calm?

Qiao Jiusheng looked at Shen Youqing, who was sitting upright, and said with a somewhat insincere sigh, "If it weren't for our different positions, I would really like to be friends with you."

"..." Shen Youqing, being quite sensible, did not immediately retort, as angering Qiao Jiusheng would only make their situation more dangerous.

"What a pity," Shen Youqing said, seemingly with regret.

If it weren't for Shen Qiuluo, that troublemaker, saving Qiao Jiusheng, there wouldn't have been so much trouble afterwards.

Qiao Jiusheng smiled, having guessed the source of the regret in Shen Youqing's words.

Such an upright and righteous young girl, I really want to see her fall into the demonic path!
The two people sitting opposite each other were not at odds; they were like old friends who had been separated for a long time, but under the guise of peace, there were undercurrents.

"I've always been curious, how exactly did you manage to get Jun Su to willingly dig out his soul bone?" Qiao Jiusheng looked at Shen Youqing with a probing and curious gaze.

She had tried countless methods to get Jun Su to willingly offer his soul bone, but Shen Youqing was able to do so in such a short time.

In terms of appearance, her body was no less than Shen Youqing's back then; in terms of gentleness and consideration, even ten more Shen Youqings couldn't compare to her!
Shen Youqing shook her head and said under Qiao Jiusheng's slightly questioning gaze, "Haven't you been spying on me all along?"

To be honest, she still doesn't understand why Jun Su would dig out her soul bone to make soup for her.

Just as Qiao Jiusheng was about to speak, her expression changed.

The sudden, overwhelming pressure caused Shen Youqing to fall from his chair and kneel on the ground.

Qiao Jiusheng, who was standing next to her, wasn't much better off.

The indiscriminately spreading pressure caused the atmosphere inside the hall to plummet to freezing point.

"Tread, tread, tread."

Steady, slow footsteps echoed from the palace entrance, each one seeming to pound on the heart, a silent danger spreading.

Shen Youqing raised her head, enduring the terrifying pressure, and suddenly felt a warm stream flowing down her nose.

The consequence of her stubbornly resisting the pressure and looking up was that she bled from all seven orifices.

"Uh--"

Before Shen Youqing could even see who it was, an iron hand grabbed her neck, and the suffocating feeling of lack of oxygen made her vision go black.

The next second, she was grabbed by the neck and slammed heavily to the ground, her back hitting the hard floor.

She was in so much pain that she wanted to gasp for air but couldn't breathe.

Qiao Jiusheng, who was kneeling beside him, was startled. After she came to her senses, she respectfully said, "This concubine greets the Demon Lord."

The man with the sinister gaze looked at Shen Youqing's face, which was bleeding from all seven orifices. Just as he was about to twist her neck, his five fingers froze.

Why is the lost ring on her?
Qiao Jiusheng glanced sideways despite the oppressive aura.

Seeing that Jun Su did not snap Shen Youqing's neck cleanly and decisively, her gaze turned gloomy.

Jun Su knows better than anyone the importance of the soul bone, so there's no reason for him to show mercy and let Shen Youqing go!
But didn't he not remember what happened in the secret realm?

To avoid any complications, Qiao Jiusheng, taking advantage of Shen Youqing's inability to speak, spoke in a gentle voice, "Please, Demon Lord, show mercy. If she dies, her soul will dissipate as well."

Shen Youqing, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, was suffocating. Qiao Jiusheng's voice seemed to come from near and far in her ears.

"You have a point." The cold, gloomy voice was deep.

The hand gripping her slender neck loosened little by little, and Jun Su's sinister gaze slowly fell on Qiao Jiusheng.

Looking at the man who had just let go of her hand, Qiao Jiusheng dared not show any emotion on her face, but her heart was already churning with turmoil.

how can that be!

The iron grip on his neck was removed, and air rushed into his lungs, causing Shen Youqing to cough dryly, "Cough cough cough..."

Accompanied by a hoarse and unpleasant cough, the girl lying on the ground suddenly jerked up with a burst of energy from her waist and abdomen.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Youqing pinned the Demon Lord beside him to the ground.

Still dizzy, she hadn't even seen the demon lord's face clearly when, almost instinctively, she grabbed the man by the neck with one hand and stabbed him in the head with a dagger in the other.

The dagger stopped in mid-air, and a mocking voice slowly rang out, "Overestimating yourself."

"Cough cough cough..." Shen Youqing couldn't help but cough, and blood trickled down the corner of his mouth.

Blood dripped down Jun Su's jaw and onto his face. Qiao Jiusheng, kneeling beside him, slightly raised her eyes and her pupils dilated in shock.

The unpredictable Demon Lord was pinned to the ground by Shen Youqing, his long neck gripped by a delicate hand, and the dagger suspended in mid-air.

How could Shen Youqing, a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, possibly subdue a half-step Tribulation Transcending cultivator!

unless!

Qiao Jiusheng dared not think about it further; a fierce glint flashed in her eyes.

Whether or not the soul bone is needed is no longer important; Shen Youqing must die!

"Demon Lord!" With a worried exclamation, Qiao Jiusheng raised her hand, gathering demonic energy to kill.

The oppressive aura bypassed Shen Youqing and went straight for Qiao Jiusheng, "Insolence!"

Qiao Jiusheng knelt on the ground with her hands on the ground, not daring to move.

"Jun Su?"

Shen Youqing finally saw clearly. She withdrew the dagger from her hand and wiped the blood from her nose with the back of her hand.

My brothers were right!

Jun Su was actually still alive.

Seeing the hand still on his neck, Jun Su's gloomy voice revealed a hint of impatience, "Let go."

Shen Youqing stared silently at the man she had pinned to the ground, a murderous intent rising within her.

After the Demon Lord is killed, the Demon Realm will be leaderless. Those Demon Generals will be outwardly friendly but inwardly at odds, and they will inevitably fight among themselves for the position of Demon Lord.

The demon realm is embroiled in internal strife and has no time to spare, which is a good thing for the cultivation world.

Thinking of this, Shen Youqing increased the pressure on his five fingers.

Just as Jun Su was about to break that slender hand, the hand on his neck slowly moved away.

Shen Youqing plopped down on the ground, his gaze shifting to Qiao Jiusheng.

Given Qiao Jiusheng's viciousness, she must have told Jun Su quite a bit.

Jun Su stood up, his demeanor elegant yet carrying an unspeakable danger.

Where is Lu Jin?

Qiao Jiusheng answered respectfully, "I arrested five people this time, and Lu Jin took the others to settle them."

"Bring it up."

Qiao Jiusheng responded and waited for Jun Su to remove his oppressive aura before getting up to find Lu Jin.

Shen Youqing, sitting on the ground, was lost in thought.

Judging from Jun Su's reaction, he probably doesn't remember what happened inside the secret realm.

The most likely reason he would suddenly stop strangling himself is because of that storage ring, which resembles a keepsake.

This is good news, but not exactly good news either.

Escaping from the Demon General and escaping from the Demon Lord are two different things.

If we can't escape...

Shen Youqing's eyelids drooped slightly, and her long-held belief in being abandoned gradually solidified.

Self-destruct.

Blow them up one by one!
Before long, Lu Jin and Qiao Jiusheng arrived with Lin Shujing and three others, along with several other men and women.

Upon seeing Shen Youqing sitting casually on the ground, Lu Jin and the other demonic cultivators were momentarily surprised before noticing her miserable state.

The neck was covered in purplish-black marks from being pinched, and there were several streaks of blood on his face, as if his face had been smeared with fresh blood. He looked quite disheveled.

Seeing Shen Youqing's miserable state, Lin Shujing's eyes showed a hint of worry.

Shen Youqing returned her a reassuring look.

The girl's face was covered in blood, making it difficult to see her features, but her beautiful, sharp phoenix eyes were bright and spirited, and her calm gaze was reassuring.