"What is your relationship with Qiao Ci? Why do you protect her at every turn?" Chang Yan's eyes were deep, as if he extremely disliked others hindering him.
"Are you blind? Of course, this seat is her flower guardian." Chong Han said with great pride.
"Heh heh, Qiao Ci is indeed colluding with the demon realm. Today, I will eradicate this scourge for the cultivation world!" Chang Yan stood up straight, pointing his sword at Qiao Ci and the Demon Lord Han Chong.
"Don't boast. You'll have to get past me first." Chong Han summoned his Seven Delusion Sword and planted it on the ground, raising an eyebrow at Chang Yan.
At this moment, Qiao Ci had eaten enough and walked forward, standing in front of Chong Han. Chong Han quickly reached out and pulled her behind him, startled. "You have no cultivation, what are you doing here?"
Qiao Ci was bewildered. Did Chong Han push her aside just now?
Feeling it damaged her image, she pursed her lips, stepped forward again, and looked at Chang Yan, asking, "Excuse me, what does the cultivation world need me to plot? You keep talking about cleansing the sect, and accusing me of colluding with the demon realm. Why don't you go deal with your disciple Feng Fuling, who keeps shouting about becoming the Demon Queen, instead of bothering me here for attention?"
"Master, kill Qiao Ci, kill her!" Feng Fuling hated Qiao Ci to the extreme now, her expression almost frantic. "Don't listen to her, kill her!"
Chang Yan also attributed all the strange glances he had received over the years to Qiao Ci. Her guilt had already been determined, and he was determined to kill her this time to vent his anger.
At this time, the disciples sent to seek reinforcements not only brought the elders of Hengjian Sect but also many other powerful figures from the cultivation world. It seemed as if they were going to capture the entire demon realm.
"I ask everyone to join me in executing the rebellious disciple Qiao Ci, otherwise, she will surely instigate the Demon Lord to oppose our cultivation world in the future!" Chang Yan flew away first, and the others followed suit.
Chong Han did not expect the people of the cultivation world to be so shameless, making such a big fuss to hunt down a woman with no cultivation. He quickly erected a protective shield.
Just as he was about to pull Qiao Ci inside, she pulled him in instead.
Then, he found that his defenses were no longer under his control, and he exclaimed in terror, "What are you doing? I won't allow you to go to your death alone!!!"
Qiao Ci smiled at him slightly. "This is a matter of the cultivation world, what are you, a demon, interfering for? Stay put, I'll deal with a few people and come back."
"Who can you deal with? You don't even have cultivation..." He was pacing anxiously, but Qiao Ci, using some unknown technique, made Chong Han suddenly look at her. "Your cultivation...!"
Chang Yan couldn't hear their conversation and said dismissively, "Qiao Ci, you're sensible. Die!"
With that, his sword was already at Qiao Ci's face!
Qiao Ci merely extended her hand, her two fingers moving slightly to pinch the sharp sword tip. She had a calm smile on her face, her palm reversed, and the entire sword shattered under her hand, turning into scrap.
Then, an extraordinary power surged from her body, striking Chang Yan in reverse and sending him flying dozens of feet away with ancient yet powerful force.
Seeing this, the others from the cultivation world were all terrified and dared not step forward for a moment.
What kind of power was this?
Why was it so terrifyingly powerful?
Chang Yan, spitting blood, looked at Qiao Ci incredulously, "You, didn't your cultivation get crippled?"
Qiao Ci nodded sincerely, "Yes, the entire Hengjian Sect can testify to the day my cultivation was crippled. You, who call yourself righteous, know that I no longer have any cultivation, yet you still shout and kill, thinking I threaten the cultivation world. How ridiculous."
"I guessed correctly, you still have a backup plan!" When Qiao Ci crippled her cultivation back then, he felt something was very wrong. He did not expect her to be waiting for him here.
Thus, he questioned her repeatedly, "The power you are using now is not demonic arts at all, but rather like ours from the cultivation world! Since you have joined the demon realm and colluded with the Demon Lord, then return our cultivation world's techniques!!"
Upon hearing this, the others felt that it made sense and spoke up one after another, with the loudest voices coming from Hengjian Sect.
"Qiao Ci, hand over the cultivation techniques of the cultivation world. They belong to our Hengjian Sect, and we cannot let them be wasted in the demon realm."
"Qiao Ci, you were once a part of the cultivation world. With such powerful techniques, you should benefit humanity. Demons are cunning, do not be deceived by them."
"If you are willing to return to the cultivation world, our Hongmeng Sect will surely protect you!"
"If you remain stubborn and possess such powerful techniques, we will have to unite to eliminate any future trouble!"
Qiao Ci looked at the greedy faces of these people, her expression unchanged.
"Chang Yan, cultivators of the cultivation world, where is your face?" Qiao Ci and Chong Han had already exchanged their feelings. These people were trying to poach her right in front of him, which angered him, and he cursed loudly.
Little Spoon watched this scene, feeling uncomfortable in its heart. "How can these people treat host like this! They couldn't coerce or tempt you, so they want to kill you. This is too much."
Qiao Ci replied casually, "They have too much time on their hands."
"Then how does host plan to resolve this crisis?" Little Spoon asked curiously.
"There's no need to resolve it, just beat them into submission."
She looked coldly at this group of hypocritical people and asked with interest, "You say my techniques belong to the cultivation world, then please tell me, which sect does this power I just used belong to?"
The group looked at each other, and finally, Chang Yan, who was being supported, stepped forward.
"You are from our Hengjian Sect, so naturally, you belong to our Hengjian lineage."
Qiao Ci found him an eyesore and sent him flying far away with a palm strike. Only when he could no longer be seen did she slowly say, "The power I used does not belong to any of your sects. It is its own lineage."
"What lineage?"
The crowd had never seen such power. Before, they had the desire to seize it, but now, only fear remained.
Chang Yan was considered the most skilled among them, yet he was repeatedly sent flying by Qiao Ci. Moreover, it seemed that she hadn't even fully utilized that power. If it were them, wouldn't they have died immediately?
It was only then that their minds cleared a little.
"Divine Sect." Qiao Ci glanced at them with an unfathomable look.
"Nonsense! You say Divine Sect, then aren't you a god!! You just possess a strange power, and it's not even certain how long it can be maintained. Don't try to confuse us here!" Feng Fuling watched Chang Yan being beaten without any ability to fight back by Qiao Ci, her entire worldview collapsing. She loudly refuted her words.
"You've humiliated me time and time again, isn't it because you believe Chang Yan can always protect you? I won't kill you, but how about I cripple Chang Yan?" Qiao Ci said, reaching out with one hand and striking Chang Yan, who had just been helped up.
A painful roar was heard, and Chang Yan had become a cripple.
"No!!!"
Feng Fuling ran to Chang Yan in terror, but Chang Yan had already fainted.