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When he focused his eyes, this cultivator felt his heart skip a beat. He actually forgot the difference in strength between the two sides and blankly stopped.

Due to the fact that all cultivators would have a chance to change their appearance once when they formed the Nascent Infant, other than some eccentric fellows, most of the cultivators had the appearance of handsome men and beautiful women.

However, the woman in front of him was clearly more outstanding. Her elegant and exquisite facial features gave off a natural feeling without the slightest trace of an axe. This meant that she was born with this appearance and had not been modified in the slightest!

What made this cultivator even more absent-minded was that when this beautiful woman stood in front of him, a pitiful and melancholy aura assaulted his face, causing him to feel heartbroken. Just what kind of thing could cause her to have such an injury?

Seeing that the cultivator was still in a daze, Sang Yuting's face could not help but darken. Holding back the anger in her heart, she asked, "Greetings cultivator, may I ask why there are so many cultivators on Tsuilan Star recently?" I remember that there were few people here hundreds of years ago.

After hearing Sang Yiting's words, the cultivator finally recovered from her shock. Looking at the unhappy Sang Yiting, he became nervous: "Don't piss her off."

As he thought this in his heart, he did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He bowed deeply and replied respectfully, "Reporting to Senior, a few hundred years ago, the Cultivation Realm said that this Jade Mist Star was the place where Spiritual Master Hao Cheng once cultivated in seclusion, so many fellow cultivators rushed here, hoping to gain some fortuitous encounters. For the past few hundred years, although no one had found Spiritual Master Hao Cheng's cultivation abode, the environment here was not bad and the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth was relatively abundant, so many fellow cultivators had stayed behind. Right now, there are probably more than a hundred thousand cultivators on Jade Mist Star. "

After he finished answering, this cultivator stared at Sang Yiting with a trace of unease, preparing to escape at any time.

However, Sang Yiting's kind nature made him more nervous. After Sang Yiting heard his reply, she only frowned slightly and thanked him: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist."

After saying that, Sang Yiping turned around and left with an indescribable elegance on her back.

However, this cultivator didn't dare to stare any longer. The instant Sang Yiting turned around, he immediately activated his flying sword, transforming into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon.

Sang Yiting's mood was a little bad, but she felt quite helpless with the current situation on Jade Mist Star, she couldn't possibly kick out all of the tens of thousands of cultivators, right?

This was not Sang Yiting's personality. Furthermore, even if she had this thought, she didn't have enough strength.

Therefore, Sang Yiting, who had originally wanted to relax, became even more depressed, and thus lost the interest to continue strolling around. She immediately turned around and prepared to return to Lingxiao Peak.

As she was thinking, Sang Yiping was flying slowly. Just as she was about to step into the range of the Falling Jade Mountain Range, a loud piercing sound came from behind her.

Sang Yiting was a little suspicious in her heart. Inside the Falling Jade Mountain Range, other than the cultivation grounds where she and her master and disciple were, there were no cultivation Blessings nor any other treasures. Why would there be people rushing over like this?

Filled with a trace of doubt, Sang Yiting stopped in her tracks and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

As Sang Yuting gazed at him, a green dot of light appeared in the distant horizon. In the blink of an eye, the person who had arrived was right in front of Sang Yuting.

The person who came was a young man wearing an embroidered robe. He looked pretty handsome, but his gaze on Sang Yiting occasionally revealed traces of lust, causing Sang Yiting to not like him.

However, this person's cultivation was very high, so at least Sang Yiting was unable to see through his cultivation level. Therefore, Sang Yiting could only suppress the disgust in her heart, and asked respectfully: Senior, I wonder if there was anything important that blocked this little girl's path?

From time to time, he would exclaim in praise, the lustful look in his eyes becoming even more intense. After a long while, he finally replied with an irrelevant answer, with a somewhat frivolous tone: "I am the son of the Sect Leader, Shen Qiong.

After hearing his words, Sang Yiting's brows furrowed even more. When she opened her mouth again, a trace of displeasure was expressed, "I dare you to ask, Young Noble Shen. I still have matters to attend to, if there is nothing else, please forgive me for taking my leave."

Unexpectedly, Shen Qiong actually blocked Sang Yiting's path once again, "Fairy Maiden, don't be impatient. This young master is fond of this fairy at first sight, why don't we become Dao-partners and dual cultivate in body and body, what do you think?"

As he said that, Shen Qiong's right hand already reached over.

It turned out that the cultivator who answered Sang Yiting's question just now was a Profound Heaven Sect disciple. After staying away from Sang Yiting, he suddenly recalled the young Sect Leader's passion for women, and naturally would not miss this opportunity to curry favor with him.

Thus, he immediately took out his Transmission Jade Chip and told Shen Qiong about Sang Yiting's beautiful appearance, adding oil and vinegar.

Shen Qiong was originally drinking with a few bad friends, but after receiving the message, how could he suppress his excitement? He immediately left his puzzled friends and rushed over.

Shen Qiong was the only son of the Celestial Sect of Wonders and was greatly favored by the sect. Therefore, the flying sword he used was a top grade totem, coupled with his late stage Spirit Severing cultivation, he was able to catch up very quickly.

After hearing the beautiful voice of the other party, Shen Qiong was even more mesmerized, the desire in his heart burning fiercely.

Relying on his higher cultivation realm than his opponent by two realms, in the outer area of the Falling Jade Mountain Range where few people were around, Shen Qiong was completely confident that he could capture Sang Yiting alive.

So what if someone found out?

Profound Heaven Sect was the biggest force on the planet, and with his identity as the Young Sect Leader, who would be willing to risk offending Profound Heaven Sect and stand up for a single woman without any background?

Therefore, under the burning desire in his body, Shen Qiong acted without restraint. He was prepared to capture Sang Yiting first.

This Shen Qiong in front of him was too detestable!

Ever since he had been saved by Ling Nan, Sang Yiting's heart had been tied completely to this big brother of his.

In these four hundred years, although Ling Nan had never given her any promise, Sang Yiting still followed him without any complaints. At that time, Sang Yiting felt that as long as she could see Ling Nan everyday, she was already very satisfied.

After that, after Spiritual Master Hao Cheng failed his tribulation, Ling Nan sat for ten years while Sang Yiting accompanied him silently.

The moment Ling Nan accepted her, Sang Yiting felt that she was the happiest person in the world.

However, this kind of happiness didn't last for long. The moment Ling Nan's soul Jade Chip was shattered, Sang Yiting felt that her heart had left her body along with her big brother.

From then on, Sang Yiting had sat inside the cave for five hundred years, and had only moved once a hundred years ago and today.

Sang Yiting was so angry that she clenched her teeth. She felt that not only had humiliated her, he had also humiliated her big brother.

At that moment, Sang Yiting also did not answer. She immediately took out her Top-grade Spiritual Artifact flying sword and stabbed fiercely at Shen Qiong without any warning.

Shen Qiong never thought that this seemingly delicate and timid woman would actually have such a strong and unyielding temperament.

Shen Qiong who had turned pale with fright, explosively retreated. He had already lost the initiative, how could he escape the pursuit of the Top-grade Spiritual Artifact?

Shen Qiong forcefully twisted his body around the moment the flying sword landed on him, dodging the vital parts of his dantian.

Sang Yiting was already going all out in anger, it was already too late to turn around anymore.

With a muffled sound, her flying sword had already ruthlessly pierced through Shen Qiong's thigh.

Bastard, you're giving me face but not taking it!

After being injured, Shen Qiong no longer had that elegant look on his face. He immediately tore apart his fake mask, took out his flying sword, and quickly rushed towards Sang Yiting.

His only thought now was to kill this woman who dared to hurt him!

No, he couldn't let her go so easily. He had to take out her Nascent Infant and use his true flames to burn them for a thousand years!

Shen Qiong had always been a narrow-minded and ruthless person, but now that his murderous heart was with his, he didn't hold back even a bit.

Sang Yiting's cultivation was originally two realms lower than Shen Qiong's, so she had no experience in fighting with others.

As a result, although she was able to lightly injure his opponent, Shen Qiong immediately fell into a situation where he was stuck on both sides of her body after unleashing all of his powers.

After gaining the upper hand, Shen Qiong was no longer anxious. He controlled his flying sword like a cat playing with a mouse as he continuously flew around Sang Yuting, occasionally sending out sword qi towards her body.

If not for the fact that Sang Yiting's armor was a Superior Grade Spiritual Armor that was specially refined for her by Hao Cheng, she would have been sliced into pieces by the Sword Qi long ago.

Not only that, Shen Qiong's mouth was constantly emitting obscene laughter.

Sang Yiting was so angry that her face turned red and she ground her teeth. However, she had no other choice and could only use all of her strength to command the flying sword to attack.

Even so, Sang Yiting's situation was still not looking optimistic. If Shen Qiong lost his interest in playing around, he would probably die in an instant.

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With a sound, Shen Qiong's flying sword once again streaked across Sang Yiting's body, bringing with it a wave of fresh blood that flew out.

Then, Shen Qiong actually retracted his flying sword, and floated a hundred meters in front of Sang Yiting, obscenely laughing: "Little lady, just listen to me. How could such a beautiful girl not know what was the right thing to do? Look at yourself. Tsk tsk, it makes this young master's heart ache for you. "

At this time, Sang Yiting's appearance was extremely miserable. A tuft of jet-black hair was disheveled, covering most of her face. Traces of blood dripped down from the corner of her mouth, leaving a few deep red marks on the white dress on her chest.

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