Chapter 202: This Son Must Not Be Kept

As soon as Yao Qingke’s words fell, seven people came out from the crowd on both sides, all dressed in green clothes, outer disciples, and they all surrounded Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin.

“You guys dare!” Li Shiyin shouted angrily and took a step forward, although she definitely couldn’t defeat Yao Qingke at the late Jindan stage, she mustn’t lose in terms of aura.

Those seven outer disciples were so taken by Li Shiyin’s aura that they couldn’t help but stop. After all, they had also heard of the female Sword Immortal legend.

“Why don’t you dare? You have committed all sorts of crimes, this removes the scourge for the clan!” Yao Qingke grunted and droned, “Take it down!!!”

Only then did the seven outer disciples continue to circle forward.

These seven outer disciples were not a one-trick pony for Li Shiyin and Tian Wenjin, but they really couldn’t beat Yao Qingke behind them, and the seven outer disciples coming along made them feel great pressure.

When the seven outer disciples took two more steps forward, Li Shiyin’s eyes snapped, and she suddenly flickered, shaking her eyes and coming in front of that deacon disciple. Without any further ado, she grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up, glaring at the man’s eyes as she bellowed, “Does this Ghost-Faced Spider have any poison glands?!”

This deacon disciple was afraid of Li Shiyin, and was indeed too weak-minded to meet Li Shiyin’s eyes; he scowled and inclined his head, not answering.

“What a powerful stance!” Yao Qingke’s triangular eyes flashed with a brilliant light as she said in a deep voice with that deacon disciple, “Tell her if it’s a Ghost Face Spider!”

When the deacon disciple heard this, he hesitated for a moment, but still replied in a low voice, “It’s not a Ghost Face Spider.”

Li Shiyin, who was indeed young and had never seen such a move before, couldn’t believe it for a moment and was a bit frustrated.

But whirled around in anger: “You lie!”

She exerted force in her hand and pushed the deacon disciple with force, pushing him up three or four meters in mid-air, and the starlight in the palm of her hand spread out, and countless tiny sword qi launched out to pierce that deacon disciple’s heart with a messy sword.

“Daring!” Yao Qingke shouted, “Dare to commit murder in the Deacon Hall!”

Then a greenish color came, and countless vines wrapped the deacon disciple, blocking Li Shiyin’s sword qi. Those vines then pulled back, pulling the deacon disciple back to Yao Qingke.

“To say that you are bold and daring, it seems that you are not wrong at all!” Yao Qingke sneered.

She slammed her hand on the table, and the masonry floor of this Deacon’s Hall suddenly rumbled, with endless vines breaking out of the ground, all wrapping around towards Li Shiyin.

“Deceitful!” Li Shiyin droned coldly, “I’ll show you what it means to be bold!” She clenched her palm together and a wisp of stars transformed into a sword appeared in her hand, she chopped forward and there were countless tiny sword qi exploding out, cutting off all the vines that were spreading over.

“The realm of lifting weights as if they were light?” Yao Qingke’s eyes stared, “Not only does he have sword qi, but he has also comprehended sword qi to this realm!

“This son must not be kept!”

She made up her mind, and those vines instantly regrew and became bigger, longer and harder, no longer going to wrap around Li Shiyin, but transforming into countless whips, all attacking Li Shiyin.

However, Li Shiyin did not want to tangle with these vines, she knew that Yao Qingke was a qi cultivator with strong spells, but qi cultivators tended to be weak in physical body and melee combat, she unfolded the Heavenly Flying Immortal, avoiding the vines, and with a sway of her body, she appeared in front of Yao Qingke in the blink of an eye, and without saying anything, she stabbed out with her sword.

As a mage, being approached by a sword cultivator, Yao Qingke was not the least bit flustered, she smiled as she looked at Li Shiyin’s stabbing sword, a scowl on her face again.

“Do you know what it means to have an absolute field of spells?”

Accompanied by her low female voice, in the vicinity of Li Shiyin, greenish vines appeared out of nowhere, and these vines called Li Shiyin too late to react, instantly closing in and wrapping Li Shiyin into a dumpling.

Li Shiyin tried to struggle, but the vine was tougher than gold and iron, and she couldn’t struggle at all.

“Even dare to approach me?” Yao Qingke laughed, pulling Li Shiyin by her vines to the main center of the lobby, showing it to everyone, “How foolish!”

She snapped her fingers, and immediately two thick vines burst through the ground. These two vines, like two enormous pythons, slowly made their way towards Li Shiyin.

“I hope that after you leave the mountain, you will live a good life!” she said to Li Shiyin.

Tian Wen Jin in the doorway silently drew the Royal Thunder Sword on her back, still determined to lay down her life to save her. She could see clearly that Li Shiyin had lost in two moves against Yao Qingke, then she was even more unable to fight, but she still wanted to try.

Yao Qingke looked at Tian Wenjin with a smirk, tapping her fingers on the table, waiting for her to make a move.

However, those two vines never stopped, getting closer and closer to Li Shiyin.

Tian Wenjin looked at the vines and sank his heart, his sword intent rising.

“Sword intent?” Yao Qingke deflated his triangular eyes.

Sword Qi and Sword Intent, this group of disciples from the Dao Sword Sect had such strength?

The vines were getting closer and closer to Li Shiyin, and Tian Wenjin’s sword intent was getting stronger and stronger, and just at the moment when the two vines touched Li Shiyin’s body, Tian Wenjin’s relentless sword intent rose to its peak ……

Flying snow in the wind!

“Boom!”

“Dang!!!”

However, before the sword intent could strike, a pitch-black object smashed through the roof of the Deacon’s Hall and landed heavily between Li Shiyin and Yao Qingke, smashing the two vines into crushed juice and splattering the people standing on both sides.

Yao Qingke’s mind shook as he looked toward the object, which was a black tripod!

Someone came in outside the Deaconess Hall ……

She raised her head again, looking toward the comers, the two who entered the room, one Qin Ran, one Dong Zhongyuan, Qin Ran expressionless in the front, Dong Zhongyuan full of smiles in the back.

Qin Ran entered and stood beside Tian Wen Jin, scanning the arrangements in the hall, and finally a pair of deep eyes fixed on Yao Qingke.

“Who gave you the nerve?” He asked, his voice not rising or falling a bit.

Strictly speaking, Qin Ran was also considered a disciple of this generation, and he was still one of the younger ones, after all, he had only been in the sect for twenty years. As for those who were older, by this point, they had already been in the sect for over forty years. For example, Yao Qingke, she had been in the sect for forty years and two.

That is, when Qin Ran paid his respects to the sect, Yao Qingke was already twenty-seven or eighteen years old and had already practiced cultivation for more than twenty-two years. And at that time, Yao Qingke was already the man of the hour of this generation …… At that time, there was no Dong Zhongyuan, and no one had yet rated the top ten heavenly prides of this generation.

Qin Ran and Yao Qingke naturally knew each other, but the relationship, it was the same as the relationship between the introverted and withdrawn rural teenager with bad grades in school and the posh schoolgirl with a good family and excellent grades.

But all know that Qin Ran is a person with a pitch-black heart and an extremely deep city, so how he looks at a heavenly maiden like Yao Qingke is first pressed into question. In the eyes of a person like Yao Qingke, there will definitely not be a figure of Qin Ran.

“Who are you?” Her arrogance was still there, not putting Qin Ran in her eyes at all.

Does she recognize Qin Ran? Naturally. Qin Ran no longer had a sense of existence, but he had also been in the Dao Sword Sect for more than twenty years. But that’s how she asked.

Qin Ran replied back, “This seat is the Head of Dan Peak of the Dao Sword Sect.” The voice still did not rise and fall.

He looked at Yao Qingke, “When you see your elders, you should come over and greet them.”

“I’ve never seen a sect head with a lower cultivation level than a disciple.” Yao Qingke sat there without getting up, his hideous face laughing playfully.