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Luo Xing's bright red clothes were far from her beautiful appearance. At this moment, she had a smile on her face and a trace of hatred flashed across her eyes.

Yan Qingyang's hand clenched involuntarily as she calmed herself down after her initial surprise.

In the same sect, meeting Luo Xing was only a matter of time and they couldn't always hide. Cultivators couldn't be cowardly. Since they had met, if Luo Xing was making things difficult for them, then they could just come at them!

Yan Qingyang smiled faintly when his thoughts traveled here. "That's fine, but fellow sect member, you're already at the middle of the third level, aren't you?"

Luo Xing was already in the middle of Stage 3 and Yan Qingyang was only in the early Stage 3. As Luo Xing's direct disciple, Yan Qingyang didn't believe that Luo Xing would really put up a front to gamble with him.

"What bet?!" Just then, Murong Yan walked out with an uneasy expression. He said to Luo Xing, "You're Luo Xing, right? Fire attribute Heavenly Spirit Root, a personal disciple of Sage Chi Dan. He has countless pills in his possession. Yet, you want to compare your cultivation with a service disciple with a fifth attribute spirit root? How shameless? Is that all you've got? If I were you, I would have kicked you out of the sect long ago! "

Murong Yan said a bunch of things, Luo Xing was full of hatred and had nothing to say.

She bit her lip and felt awkward.

Today, Lu Yan had gone to find her early in the morning and mentioned Yan Qingyang. When she heard this name, she became alarmed and agreed to be the referee. She came over to take a look.

It was difficult for Luo Xing to control his emotions. In a moment of impulse, he decided to bet with Yan Qingyang to see who could reach Qi Disciple level 4 first.

However, the moment she said this, she regretted it immediately. She was the Peak Master's direct disciple, while Yan Qingyang was only a service disciple. The difference in status was as simple as heaven and earth. To challenge a service disciple was truly dishonorable.

Luo Xing gave a fake smile and said, "I only saw this junior sister and was attracted to her. She was just joking around."

Murong Yan narrowed her beautiful eyes and snorted, "A trash with five spiritual roots and a heart of talent. There are so many people in the Cloud Flower Sect, I wonder if you can love them?"

After saying that, he glanced over with a mocking expression on his face.

Luo Xing had been choked a few times by Murong Yan, and his expression turned bad. Ever since she came to the Cloud Flower Sect, she had been pampered and treated her well. Countless inner and outer disciples treated her well or were flattering her.

Luo Xing's eyes darkened, secretly remembering Murong Yan in his heart.

Yan Qingyang saw him and thought of Luo Xingzi's vengeful personality. He quickly pulled Murong Yan.

She pointed at Yan Qingyang and said to one of the people behind her, "Senior Brother He, I like this person. I'll choose her to help me take care of my cave abode."

The person behind him was none other than the Vice Hall Master He of the Disciple's Hall.

Hearing Luo Xing's words, Hall Master He hesitated for a moment before saying, "This person's name is Yan Qingyang. His spiritual roots are all one out of five elements, so her aptitude is too poor. Should Junior Sister choose another one?"

"No need, I really like her. Just let her be!" Luo Xing glanced at Yan Qingyang as the smile on his face grew even brighter.

Yan Qingyang immediately understood what Luo Xing meant. Luo Xing, as a direct disciple, had his own cave mansion long ago and needed someone to take care of it. Normally, he would choose an outer disciple, and the disciples would be flattered if they got the chance.

However, Yan Qingyang was different. The reason Luo Xing wanted him to go to her residence was to humiliate him.

If he really arrived at her cave abode, then under her control, she would be able to receive whatever punishment she wanted.

Yan Qingyang knitted his brow when he thought of this and said to the Hall Master, "Hall Master He, I still have things to attend to. I'm afraid I won't be able to go for the time being."

Pavilion Master He's face sank. "The rest of the matters will be suspended. Tomorrow, we will immediately report to Junior Sister Luo."

The Hall Master of the Mission Hall could assign some service disciples at will, but the service disciples could not refuse.

Only then did Luo Xing feel a little better. With a bright smile, he said, "Okay, Yan Qingyang, I'll wait for you tomorrow, okay?"

"Hmph, do you think I'm dead? I've already designated Yan Qingyang, she can't go anywhere! " Murong Yan leaned against the door, snapped his fan, and said with a cold snort.

"I'll send you another one tomorrow." Pavilion Master He said indifferently.

Murong Yan was just an outer disciple while Luo Xing was the Peak Master's direct disciple.

"No, I only want Yan Qingyang!" Murong Yan said.

"Hehe, senior apprentice brother Murong, I also like Yan Qingyang. I hope senior apprentice brother Murong will help!" Luo Xing said with a giggle.

"But I don't want to help you!" Murong Yan raised his eyebrows. His fan slid heavily on the pillar time and time again. He was already angry.

"Alright!" Hall Master He interrupted their conversation and said, "Yan Qingyang has already been working in the Artifact Forging Hall for a year. It's time to change locations. Yan Qingyang will go to Junior Sister Luo's cave tomorrow to report!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother He!" Luo Xing laughed brilliantly and looked provocatively at Yan Qingyang and Murong Yan.

"I'll listen to you if you can beat me!" Murong Yan was infuriated. Swoosh! He opened the fan in his hand and charged forward. The Flame Dragon Fan slashed at Hall Master He with a red radiance.

He had reached Foundation Establishment a while ago, he never expected that Murong Yan, an outer disciple, would be so arrogant and take action because he was dissatisfied with his arrangements.

Murong Yan was only Qi Disciple level 7, of course he wasn't afraid. With a loud 'whoosh', his sword was unsheathed and blocked the Fire Dragon Fan.

Yan Qingyang didn't even have the time to block the two of them when they clashed.

Everyone thought that the outcome would be decided soon. They were also thinking that Murong Yan was too arrogant and dared to challenge a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

However, after the two of them had fought for quite some time, Hall Master He was still unable to gain an advantage.

However, Murong Yan could not hold on any longer. Failure was only a matter of time.

Although Yan Qingyang's cultivation level was still low, he could still tell what was going on. He quickly called out, "Senior brother Murong, stop!"

How could Murong Yan be willing to listen to her, he was still ferociously attacking.

"Pfft!" Hall Master He's sword stabbed into Murong Yan's right leg, causing blood to flow and dye Murong Yan's clothes red.

Yan Qingyang was incredibly anxious, but her cultivation was too low and she couldn't even get close to the two of them. He could only worry in vain.

Luo Xing watched coldly from the sidelines, feeling even more pleased with himself.

Lu Yan felt a twinge of heartache. He tugged on Luo Xing's sleeve and said, "Xing, hurry up and persuade them. Don't let them fight again!"

"How can I control it?" Luo Xing grunted.

With a "peng" sound, Murong Yan was knocked down and was sent flying against a pillar of the Artifact Forging Hall. With a pu sound, he spat out a mouthful of blood.