Nonsense! Master is not my wife.

Qingchou is the inherited spiritual weapon handed down from generation to generation in her family. It is said to be the last supreme spiritual weapon forged by an ancestor before he ascended to become an immortal. However, it has been in battles for many years and lacked maintenance, and has fallen nine times.

Zhu Yingqiu saw Qingchou in the ancestral kennel. She seemed to be attracted to him at that time and couldn't help but reach out to touch him. Then strange phenomena appeared in her mind and the spirit weapon recognized its master. The noise was so loud that it alarmed the old ancestor of the family who had been in seclusion for many years.

From then on, Zhu Yingqiu was regarded as the hope for the family's revival and was expected and highly expected by the family elders.

But Zhu Yingqiu didn't care about these and never paid attention to them. She just practiced silently and stayed with Qingchou until she was taken to Xuelingxu.

On the eve of her departure, the old ancestor, who was usually hot-tempered, patiently advised her many times to practice well in Xuelingxu, be kind to others, and not be so withdrawn and autistic like she was in the family.

Zhu Yingqiu didn't listen. She only had cultivation in her mind. She thought that only cultivation and Qingchou would accompany her in Xuelingxu. But starting from the night she met Yin You, Zhu Yingqiu's heart gradually changed.

On the second day after being made to cry by Yin You, the stubborn girl came to Youfeng to seek revenge, but she found out that the child who made her cry was actually her uncle in terms of seniority. At that time, he was just a mortal without any cultivation.

His master was very fierce and powerful, which made the young Zhu Yingqiu quite dissatisfied. Every time she was knocked down, she would come back to challenge him again after a few days. Over time, she became familiar with Yin You.

Although he called him uncle-master, Zhu Yingqiu always regarded this uncle-master who had no cultivation as his own younger brother in his heart.

Unconsciously, in addition to cultivation and Qingchou, Zhu Yingqiu seemed to have something more in his heart.

Later, when Yin You began to practice, Zhu Yingqiu was already a seventh-level cultivator.

Even though his cultivation progressed rapidly and he reached the fifth level in less than three years, in Zhu Yingqiu's eyes, he was still the uncle who played with her on this secluded peak.

Later, her master asked her if she wanted to travel with Master Uncle Yin, and Zhu Yingqiu agreed without hesitation. She thought to herself at the time that it was so dangerous outside, how could Master Uncle, a cultivator of the fifth realm, protect her safety.

But in Huacheng, the appearance of Yin Xingsheng gave Zhu Yingqiu a heavy blow. It was then that she realized how big the gap between the realms was, and for the first time she realized how weak she was.

The cultivation and strength that she was proud of were vulnerable when facing a truly strong person.

In the end, it was Uncle Yin who burst out with strength to defeat Yin Xingsheng and save her.

Seeing that her uncle had become so powerful, Zhu Yingqiu was envious, but not jealous at all. She just felt a little lonely suddenly. The uncle who needed her protection suddenly grew up and became stronger than herself, and she no longer needed to protect him.

From that moment on, Zhu Yingqiu wanted to leave.

She originally planned to accompany her uncle to the Chilian Academy and then go to the war world to hone herself and improve her strength, but unexpectedly, demons suddenly attacked and her uncle was forced to flee to a foreign land.

Zhu Yingqiu was worried about her uncle's safety, so she temporarily shelved her plan to go to the War Realm. It was not until she and Xue Qingyou found her uncle and returned to Xuelingxu together that she was completely relieved and went to the War Realm alone.

I had originally planned to go back to my uncle-master after raising my cultivation to the ninth realm in the war world, but now it seems I’m afraid I’ll have to break the contract.

The figure of Yin You appeared in front of Zhu Yingqiu.

I wonder if Master Uncle is doing well now?

Chapter 101: Green Revenge

After resting for a while, Zhu Yingqiu stood up and picked up Qingchou that was placed beside him.

Her eyes became sharp, like a sharp knife:

"Come out."

As soon as he finished speaking, countless spells suddenly appeared and blasted towards where Zhu Yingqiu was. The big tree turned into ashes in an instant, and the sky was filled with dust, covering her.

Prince Bailun and others revealed their figures.

"My intuition was sharp, but I was still a step too late."

An eighth-level cultivator said, "Given her current condition, even if those spells didn't kill her in one blow, they would still be enough to put her on the verge of death."

Prince Bailun had a cold expression on his face, his eyes fixed on the dusty area: "Don't let your guard down, join me in clearing away the dust."

After saying that, he took the first step, and the others also used their own methods to blow away all the dust in the sky.

"She doesn't seem to be here..."

One of the eighth-level cultivators stared at the place where Zhu Yingqiu had stood before and gradually frowned.

Zhu Yingqiu's figure was not there at the place where she had stood before, only the devastated land.

"Not good! Pang Hui, be careful behind you!" An eighth-level cultivator suddenly exclaimed.

The man in blue was startled, but before he could react, he felt a pain in his back, and then the bloody tip of a knife emerged from his chest.

The man in blue lowered his head slightly, looking at the tip of the knife with a dazed look in his eyes.

puff.

Zhu Yingqiu drew his knife and disappeared.

The man in blue fell forward with a dazed look on his face. There was a big hole in his chest and his internal organs were minced into pieces by the knife.

Seeing the miserable state of the man in blue, the other cultivators were terrified and stopped their attacks, quickly gathering around the people nearby, fearing that they would be left alone and targeted by Zhu Yingqiu.

"Don't panic! Stay calm! Don't let her escape! She has no power to fight back!"

When Prince Bailun saw the chaos among the crowd, he felt an ominous premonition and shouted loudly.

Swish!

As soon as Prince Bai Lun finished speaking, a knife flashed from somewhere and pointed directly at his head.

When the man in blue was killed, Prince Bailun had already been on high alert, secretly guarding against Zhu Yingqiu's attack. The moment he sensed the knife coming, he immediately turned his head and avoided the knife.

puff.

A certain unlucky monk was right behind Prince Bailun. He didn't sense any breath at all. He just felt a chill on his neck, and then a flash of a knife passed by, and his head fell to the ground.

"Another death!"

"That's where the knife light came from!!"

When the crowd, who had been appeased by Prince Bailun and gradually calmed down, saw this scene, fear quickly spread in their hearts. These usually brave and fearless seventh-level monks were already extremely exhausted after chasing all the way. They didn't even remember any plans and only thought about surviving.

Prince Bai Lun's expression turned completely cold.

He knew that these people would be useless in the short term, so he summoned the other three eighth-level cultivators and asked them to stand in four directions to search for Zhu Yingqiu's location.

"Not here."

"Not here with me either."

"Not here either."

"This..." An eighth-level cultivator was about to speak when he suddenly screamed:

"Ahhhh-"

Prince Bai Lun and the other two turned their heads to look at him, only to see Zhu Yingqiu appear behind the man, with a long sword piercing through his chest, and the sword energy was madly strangling his internal organs.

"Go away!"

Just as Prince Bailun and his two companions chased after her, Zhu Yingqiu disappeared again.

"This won't work."

Prince Bailun gritted his teeth. This was the first time that Zhu Yingqiu used his method of hiding. They were out of ideas for the moment. If this continued, they would all die here.

"Hold her first and protect me."

Prince Bai Lun made some kind of decision in his mind. After greeting the remaining two eighth-level cultivators, he sat down cross-legged on the spot.

He seemed to be practicing some kind of martial arts. A bright white light continuously floated out from his body and gradually condensed into a human-shaped shadow in front of him.

As the human-shaped shadow gradually solidified, his aura became stronger and stronger. In contrast, the aura of Prince Bailun became weaker and weaker.

Obviously, while this method was being used, Prince Bailun himself was like a standing target, at the mercy of others, so he needed two eighth-level cultivators to protect him and resist Zhu Yingqiu's sneak attack.

Zhu Yingqiu obviously would not let Prince Bailun get his wish. She suddenly appeared behind Prince Bailun and stabbed him in the chest.

The moment her figure appeared, the two eighth-level monks who had been prepared beside Prince Bailun attacked Zhu Yingqiu at the same time.

puff.

What surprised them was that Zhu Yingqiu did not dodge or give way, but used her body to take their attacks. While her body was injured, the long sword in her hand also pierced through Prince Bailun's chest, and the tip of the sword was stained with blood and emerged from his chest.

Blood splattered, and a lot of it fell on the human-shaped shadow in front of Prince Bailun. With a flash of white light, the human-shaped shadow actually absorbed all the blood that Prince Bailun splashed on him.

The human-shaped phantom seemed to have received a great tonic. The originally blurry phantom instantly condensed into half, and its momentum soared.

Seeing that this trick was useless, Zhu Yingqiu disappeared immediately.

The two eighth-level cultivators couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Zhu Yingqiu retreating on his own initiative. When they turned their heads to look at Crown Prince Bailun and saw the empty hole on his chest, their faces changed:

"Prince Bailun, your chest!"

Prince Bailun had his eyes closed, as if he didn't hear the two people's voices.

He closed his eyes tightly and muttered something in a low voice. He had no idea that his internal organs had been crushed into foam by Zhu Yingqiu's sword energy. The white light on his body was emitting faster and faster, carrying blood, and continuously poured into the human-shaped shadow.

Thump…thump…

The sound of a heartbeat could be heard from the human-shaped shadow. As the heavy and powerful heartbeat sounded, an invisible and intangible aura of oppression gradually spread to the area within a radius of dozens of miles.

Zhu Yingqiu appeared not far away. She was forced out by the momentum of the human-shaped shadow.

"This...this is..."

The two eighth-level cultivators were stunned to see Prince Bailun gradually turning into blood light and merging into a human-shaped shadow. The shadow solidified and took on the appearance of Prince Bailun.

Then he slowly opened his eyes, and the oppressive and heavy aura of the Ninth Realm covered the entire place.

“I didn’t want to do this.”

Prince Bailun sighed.

boom! ! !

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared and instantly appeared behind Zhu Yingqiu. He first suppressed her ability to move with the pressure of the Ninth Realm, then stretched out his fist and smashed it towards her head with a bright white light.

Just as his fist was about to hit Zhu Yingqiu's head, a long and narrow blade suddenly appeared and blocked the attack.

Zhu Yingqiu took advantage of the power of Prince Bailun and flew forward, pointing his long sword at the remaining two eighth-level cultivators.

"Oh no, she's coming towards us!"

"Run!"

Seeing the horrifying scene that Zhu Yingqiu could actually survive the attack of the Ninth Realm cultivator and even fly towards them with a knife, the remaining two Eighth Realm cultivators were so scared that they immediately scattered and flew in one direction each.

Zhu Yingqiu chased after one of them. She was very fast and the eighth-level cultivator was killed by her sword before he could escape far.

But when she was killing the eighth-level cultivator, Prince Bailun had already caught up with her.

"You can actually get rid of the pressure from the ninth realm cultivator?"

Prince Bailun frowned at first, then his expression turned cold: "It's useless, you are only an eighth-level cultivator after all, this is where you will be buried today!"

"Before you die, tell me your sect. If I'm in a good mood, I might even send your body home."

Zhu Yingqiu didn't say anything, her expression remained indifferent, she just slightly clenched the Qingchou in her hand.

Prince Bai Lun watched her movements and suddenly realized something. From the time they set a trap in the Xingtie Desert to surround and kill Zhu Yingqiu, to the time they chased her to the Futu Valley, during such a long period of time, Zhu Yingqiu seemed to have no expression on her face and spoke very little.

"Arrogant!" Prince Bailun sneered.

Chapter 102: Something More Important Than Cultivation

boom!

In another clash, Zhu Yingqiu was knocked to the ground. If she hadn't used Qingchou to support herself in time, she might not even have the strength to stand.

Zhu Yingqiu forced himself to swallow the blood that had already reached his throat and looked up at the sky.

Prince Bailun stood in the air. His condition was also very bad. His robe had been cut by Zhu Yingqiu's sword energy many times and was already torn and tattered, with blood seeping out.

At this time, there were only the two of them within a radius of dozens of miles. The other seventh-level cultivators had already moved away from here, fearing that they would be affected by the aftermath of the two people's horrific battle. Even the only remaining eighth-level cultivator was no exception.

"You are very powerful. I can't kill you in a short time."

Prince Bailun spoke slowly, breathing heavily and trying to buy time to recover:

"Although I can't kill you for now, you can't escape either. There are dozens of monks outside who are watching this place with eager eyes."

Seeing that she still had no expression on her face, Prince Bailun continued:

"How about this, you hand over the emblem of war, leave the war realm, and compensate me with three Nine Revolutions of Heaven and Earth treasures, and then the matter will be settled."

"You don't have to worry that I will go back on my word and seek revenge. You and I have sworn to the Dao at the same time. Is this sincerity enough?"

After saying all this in one breath, Prince Bai Lun closed his mouth and stared at Zhu Yingqiu, as if trying to detect some reaction from her face.

"call……"