She really wanted to see how strong he was. She felt like he was looking down on her when he proposed determining the outcome of the match with only three strikes. After all, she was also a level-seven supreme powerhouse like Duan Ling Tian. Otherwise, you lose.”įeng Qing Yang raised his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this.Īt the same time, a hint of anger could be seen on Xue Qing Zhu’s face. We’ll attack with all our might, and if you can stop three of my attacks, you win. Instead, he calmly said, “How about this? Since your strongest Dao is the Sword Dao, we’ll spar using the Sword Dao. Xue Qing Zhu frowned slightly, but she still asked, “Then what kind of prize do you want?”ĭuan Ling Tian pretended to ponder a moment. Why would he treat his master’s future wife like that? After all, Duan Ling Tian knew he liked Xue Qing Zhu. He did not expect Duan Ling Tian to make things difficult for Xue Qing Zhu.
However, I’m not very motivated since there’s no prize or benefit to it…”įeng Qing Yang frowned. I really want to see it for myself.”ĭuan Ling Tian smiled and said, “I don’t mind sparring with you. Xue Qing Zhu nodded and took a deep breath to calm down before she looked at Duan Ling Tian and said seriously, “Mr. He could not help but glare at Duan Ling Tian before he explained, “Miss Xue, he… he was just joking with you…” He did not expect Duan Ling Tian to be so straightforward. After that, she recalled how ‘friendly’ Feng Qing Yang had been, and she could not help but blush.Īt the same time, Feng Qing Yang was embarrassed. She only thought that Feng Qing Yang treated her as a friend until Duan Ling Tian asked if she was single and recommended Feng Qing Yang. Even if it was obvious that Feng Qing Yang liked her, she did not notice it. Xue Qing Zhu was also inexperienced in this regard.
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It was also due to his inexperience that he did not know how to express his feelings to Xue Qing Zhu. He also devoted himself to the Sword Dao and to growing stronger. In fact, her life was rather similar to that of Feng Qing Yang. For this reason, she was single until now. She naturally had no interest in men who were inferior to her. Moreover, it was difficult for her to find a man about her age who was as strong as her, let alone find one that was stronger than her. As she grew stronger, quite a few people mentioned the matter of marriage to her, but she did not take them seriously. Xue Qing Zhu was completely focused on cultivation so she did not have time for other matters such as marriage. It was only later on that he realized Xue Qing Zhu was a woman. He thought his senior sister idolized the other party simply because the other party was extraordinarily talented. Previously, when Duan Ling Tian chatted with Huangfu Meng Yuan, he had heard mentioning Xue Qing Zhu as well, and she even said that she wanted to be like Xue Qing Zhu.Īt that time, Huangfu Meng Yuan deliberately hid the fact that Xue Qing Zhu was a woman from Duan Ling Tian so he assumed he was a male cultivator. Among them, many of them were from the Myriad World before moving to the Outer Boundary, like Huangfu Meng Yuan Duan Ling Tian’s Eldest Senior Sister from the Myriad Laws Academy’s Inner Palace faction. Many female cultivators in the Outer Boundary regarded Xue Qing Zhu as their idol. In the end, her hard work paid off, and she became the youngest Saint in the history of the Outer Boundary.
Day after day, year after year, her routine remained the same. All her time was spent cultivating and learning from others to grow stronger. For these reasons, she was famous in the Outer Boundary.īehind these achievements were Xue Qing Zhu’s blood, sweat, and tears. Not only did she break their records, but she was also the first woman to do so. Previously, those who held the record were all men. At that time, she was the youngest Saint in the history of the Outer Boundary. When Xue Qing Zhu, a woman and top genius in the Outer Boundary, became a Saint at a young age, she shocked everyone. 4631 It’s Worthwhile to Accept Him as a Disciple
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