Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

The old sect leader of Qingyun Sect spun around in mid-air and slowly landed on the arena, looking at Qingxi with a slightly surprised expression.

"Familiar swordplay, familiar face, little girl, haven't we met before? I remember your name was something like Qing..."

Before the old sect leader could even utter his name, Qingxi had already impatiently swung her sword again.

At this moment, Qingxi still naively believed that she had concealed her identity very well, and thought that apart from the people of the Prince of Xiang's mansion, no one knew that she was fighting in the arena every day.

A ten-zhang-tall Dharma image instantly materialized, and a phantom of a divine sword interwoven with starlight stood behind her.

Thousands of tiny sword lights shot down, densely packed together, bombarding the old sect leader.

"Why are all these kids so impatient these days..." The old sect leader sighed, and a fifteen-foot-tall azure cloud dharma image appeared behind him.

"Heavens! This is a fifteen-zhang-tall Dharma form! A top-tier expert who has reached the end of the path to Celestial Martial Saint!"

"With azure clouds as its image and flowing water as its theme, Elder Xiao of the Azure Cloud Sect truly deserves to be a top expert capable of overseeing an entire state."

Exclamations of surprise rang out from the audience, and some knowledgeable people began to explain to those around them.

The old leader of the Qingyun Sect pushed forward, and the vast Qingyun cloud covered the entire arena in the blink of an eye.

The audience members stared wide-eyed, trying their best to see the battle unfolding on the stage.

The two Dharma forms, one ten zhang and the other fifteen zhang, were both senior martial saints. Such a battle between experts was not common.

If you can learn even a single trick or two, you will definitely benefit greatly.

Even if you don't learn anything, it's still good to broaden your horizons.

A competition of this caliber is something they can brag about for at least a decade.

From time to time, booming sounds echoed from the densely clouded arena, and sword energy would occasionally shoot out, striking the arena's formation and leaving cracks in the light barrier.

Without a doubt, given the strength of Qingxi and the old leader of Qingyun Sect, they should be dueling on a higher-level arena.

In just over a hundred breaths, the array of the rune stone arena shattered under the impact of the extraordinary sword energy.

The dissipated sword energy shot into the sky, startling many spectators who retreated in unison, shielding others in front of them.

Upon seeing the light barrier shatter, the two people in the arena simultaneously withdrew their attacks, and the surrounding azure clouds also dissipated.

Once the audience could clearly see the two people on the stage, a murmur of discussion arose.

"Who won? How come they both seem unharmed?"

"I don't know. I do know Qingxianzi. She came to fight when the arena was first set up."

She fought a total of 135 battles without a single defeat. She was incredibly skilled and truly a heroine among women, a role model for us all.

As for that old man, I don't know. Didn't the referee say he was the head of the Qingyun Sect?

I don't know the specifics, but judging from his appearance and demeanor, he must be a highly accomplished person.

The speaker was a young girl dressed in blue, who acted like a devoted fan of Qingxi, clearly a naive and inexperienced member of a powerful clan.

"Don't talk nonsense! My senior sister's talent is absolutely top-notch; that old geezer is no match for her!"

The words were almost shouted out, and the one shouting was the King of Xiang, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit.

This member of the royal family, who should have been quite dignified, was now staring wide-eyed, holding a flag in his hand.

Throughout the entire match, this unreliable prince put all his effort into cheering for Qingxi, showing none of the demeanor one would expect of a prince.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was some street urchin or a fanboy standing here.

It's quite astonishing.

If you broaden your view further, you can see three disguised old eunuchs looking at this unreliable prince with a look of utter despair.

How rude! How reckless!

Instead of staying home to be a wife and mother, the princess is here fighting and brawling with people.

And this Prince Xiang, instead of properly managing his queen, is here waving flags and shouting slogans!

Reversing the Heavenly Gang!

The Prince of Xiang and his wife have utterly disgraced the royal family!

The old eunuch, accustomed to rigid rules, wanted to angrily denounce these two men and submit a memorial to the Emperor.

But after seeing the two figures not far away, the old eunuchs all bury their heads in the sand.

The Five Elements True Lord, that killing god, came with King Xiang!

It wasn't that those purple-robed old eunuchs were cowards; it was simply that the Five Elements True Lord's reputation was too illustrious.

Even when they were still young eunuchs, this Five Elements True Lord was already making his way in and out of the palace.

Each of them grew up amidst terrifying stories related to the Five Elements True Lord, enough to stop even a child from crying, and their fear of the "God of Slaughter" had long been ingrained in their bones.

A few meters away, Mu Ling'er, who had been dragged there by Qingxi to watch the battle, also asked Mu An.

"Did the old master of the Qingyun Sect win? The Qingyun cloud that just covered the arena seemed to have the function of blocking observation, so I couldn't see clearly."

Before Mu An could tell Mu Ling'er the answer, Qing Xi on the arena had already put away her long sword. She clasped her hands together and bowed to the old sect leader of Qingyun Sect opposite her.

"Qingxi thanks Senior Xiao for his guidance. Senior's strength is truly admirable. I apologize for any rudeness I may have shown earlier."

The old sect leader of Qingyun Sect didn't mind Qingxi's rudeness, as he could understand the martial arts fanatic's thoughts.

He nodded slightly to Qingxi and spoke with concern in the tone of an elder to a younger person.

"Qingxi, old man Qiyun has complained to me many times over the years, saying that you have never gone back to visit him since you came to Qi'an City."

Unlike you young people, when people get old, they inevitably have more worries and miss their younger generations.

Your master is getting on in years. If you have some free time, you might as well go back and visit him.

Qingxi's body stiffened for a moment, whether because the old sect leader had mentioned her name in front of everyone or because she had heard about her master.

After a moment of stiffness, Qingxi bowed again.

Seeing Qingxi's reaction, Elder Xiao said no more and casually waved his hand, indicating that Qingxi could step down from the stage.

It's fine to say a word about other people's family affairs. Xiao Lingyun is not young anymore and has long passed the age of being competitive.

The reason I came to this arena was because I saw a familiar junior and didn't want him to get involved in this mess, so I defeated him and made him leave the arena.

The waters of Qi'an City are very deep. Not to mention Qingxi, a junior, even Xiao Lingyun himself is planning to make a run for it.

To the old man's surprise, Qingxi showed no gratitude whatsoever.

This martial arts fanatic smiled sweetly, and while bowing to Xiao Lingyun, he looked down at Mu Ling'er.

"I am inferior to others in skill, so I have nothing to say. However, I have a friend whose strength is even greater than mine."

If she were to come, she would certainly be no less capable than her senior. I wonder if she could ask for your guidance?

After saying that, under the watchful eyes of the old sect leader of Qingyun Sect and the entire audience, Qingxi took two steps off the stage and walked straight to Mu Ling'er, making a gesture of invitation.

Mu Ling'er:

Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

∑(´△｀)？ ！

(╬￣ Pan￣)