Mortal Mirror

She was a woman whose face naturally commanded respect, not particularly beautiful, but possessed an indescribable aura.

Zhu Zhu and Murong Shijiu immediately said respectfully upon seeing her, "Senior Apprentice-Sister!"

It turned out that this person was the most outstanding figure of the Cloud Heaven Palace, the legendary Senior Apprentice-Sister Chen Qingping. She was only a few years older than the others, but her cultivation was terrifying.

She achieved Qi Refining at seven, Foundation Establishment at twelve, Golden Core at eighteen, and the Nascent Soul stage at twenty-six, also forging her Natal Flying Sword. Now at twenty-eight, she was already a leader among her peers.

Moreover, she was revered as Senior Apprentice-Sister among her generation.

Senior Apprentice-Sister was not just a title but a special status, a unique recognition.

Chen Qingping nodded slightly to the two of them, then looked at Sining and Jian Wuchen.

Zhu Zhu quickly said, "This is Sining, my good friend."

Sining looked at Chen Qingping with admiration and said, "Sining greets Senior Apprentice-Sister."

A rare smile appeared on Chen Qingping's face as she said, "Sining, a very nice name. Murong Tianxia mentioned you; you're also going to Baojing Prefecture."

Sining nodded and said, "Yes, to broaden my horizons and see what kind of geniuses there are. This way, I can both expand my vision and make many like-minded friends."

Chen Qingping was very satisfied with Sining's answer. "Good, in that case, you can travel with us."

Then she looked at Jian Wuchen.

Before anyone could introduce him, Jian Wuchen took the initiative and said, "Seeing is believing. So you are the Cloud Heaven Palace's Senior Apprentice-Sister Chen Qingping.

I am a disciple of Daoxia Academy, and also the last closed-door disciple of my master, Sword Saint, Jian Wuchen."

Hearing this, Chen Qingping frowned slightly, not showing surprise, but rather speaking with some aversion, "Judging by your appearance, you are one of us, but who doesn't have a master? It's not good to always bring out your master to intimidate people.

Even if your master is the Sword Saint, so what? Do you think you will become the next Sword Saint?"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Jian Wuchen's face immediately turned cold.

He snorted softly, "Is that so? Are you saying that Cloud Heaven Palace looks down on our Sword Saint lineage?"

What kind of person was Chen Qingping? Her eyes flashed with cold light as she said, "Don't put such a big label on Cloud Heaven Palace; we can't afford it. I'm just telling the truth.

If you really have the ability, don't mention your master in front of me. If you're not convinced, you can defeat me in the World's First Martial Arts Tournament. At that time, even if you don't mention your master, people will naturally recognize you."

Jian Wuchen's face changed again and again, finally understanding why this woman was known as the Ice Immortal by the Jianghu. She was truly covered in thorns.

He looked at Chen Qingping, thinking in his heart, 'Good for you, Chen Qingping, you're so sharp-tongued. One day, I will let you know how powerful I am.'

Sining, Zhu Zhu, and Murong Tianxia all looked at the two of them in surprise. They didn't expect Chen Qingping to not indulge this guy at all, even though he was a disciple of the Sword Saint.

They didn't understand how this person had provoked Senior Apprentice-Sister.

For a time, the air was somewhat tense, and everyone fell silent.

Chen Qingping looked up at the sky, not knowing what she was thinking.

Jian Wuchen's expression became even more unsightly, but in the end, he didn't explode. He just snorted coldly and said, "Chen Qingping, the mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and the green waters flow forever. We will meet again in the World's First Martial Arts Tournament. At that time, I really want to see if you, the legendary Senior Apprentice-Sister, are just living up to your name."

As soon as he finished speaking, he tapped the bamboo dragonfly under him, and the bamboo dragonfly flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

Zhu Zhu looked at Chen Qingping with some incomprehension and said, "Senior Apprentice-Sister, isn't this a bit too much?"

Chen Qingping said, "This child has a shifty gaze and impure intentions. I was just testing him, and he reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Someone with such a small mind should stay away from us.

He doesn't know how his own cultivation is, and always uses his master's name to scare people. Who knows what kind of villain he is?"

Hearing Chen Qingping's criticism, everyone didn't know what to say.

Sining felt that although Jian Wuchen was a bit frivolous, this Senior Apprentice-Sister was no ordinary person either.

In any case, it was still safer to be with Young Master and Zhu Zhu. Sining was happy in her heart and didn't care whether Jian Wuchen left or not.

In mid-air, Jian Wuchen was furious, thinking, 'Damn Chen Qingping, just you wait. Do you really think Jian Wuchen is easy to bully? This time I came out of the mountain, I want to let the world know that I, an unknown person, will either be silent or make a name for myself.

I want all the disciples of my generation in the world to know my name, Jian Wuchen. In the near future, I can also replace my master and become the next Sword Saint.'"

Who knew how huge this young man's ambitions were? Who knew how many geniuses the World's First Martial Arts Tournament would attract?

At this moment, on the official roads of the entire Great Xia Dynasty, young faces were constantly emerging, either leaving their masters' sects, or leaving their academies, or leaving their aristocratic families, or even leaving forbidden areas.

Whether they were human, demon, or monster, no matter what their identity, at this moment, their only goal was to gain a ray of light that belonged to them in this grand event.

Baojing Prefecture, the night was hazy tonight. Bai Su had invited Ye Wanwan to do the latest popular Illusionary Face Technique, which seemed to involve applying this and that to the face to make the skin smooth and delicate.

Li Ergou really didn't expect that Bai Su and Ye Wanwan would also like this kind of thing. It seemed that all women loved beauty, and no one could escape it.

Tonight, he didn't want to cultivate, he just wanted to take a walk and see Wu Shenxian and the big turtle, Jiutian. To be honest, he still had many questions he wanted to ask Wu Shenxian.

Thinking about things in his heart, suddenly, he saw a beam of aurora flying from the horizon. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he raised his hand and grabbed the light in his palm.

It was a puppet paper crane.

He was slightly puzzled, and the paper crane instantly unfolded, turning into a note with the words: 'Meet outside the city at the small stone house.'

Seeing this line of words, Li Ergou was puzzled, wondering who was so bored to look for him, secretly and stealthily. It must not be a good thing.

He tore off the note and was about to leave, but then he thought, could it be those guys from the Candle Dragon Sect? Perhaps only those people would be so bored. Could it be that they had found something for him again?

He struggled in his heart, and for a moment, he couldn't make up his mind.