Exterminate the sect?!

The moment Mu Qingxuan said those words, everyone in the Xuanqing Heavenly Sect—from the disciples at the bottom to Sect Master Xuan Zheng at the top—went deathly pale!

The disciples trembled like sieves, dropping to their knees and kowtowing again and again, pleading with their eyes.

A calamity of total destruction was quietly closing in.

Luo Changqing's sword-like brows drew together slightly as he looked over the Saintess Mu Qingxuan, cold as ice and beautiful as a Heavenly Immortal.

She was stunning enough, but how could someone so beautiful have such a viper's heart—and such a useless brain?

He was standing right in front of her, and she still had the wrong person?

Looking at the indignant Mu Qingxuan, Luo Changqing said evenly, neither humble nor overbearing, "Saintess, you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not the Luo Changqing you're looking for."

"You and I have never signed any marriage contract, so what is there to dissolve?"

"And of course, I won't be killing myself."

Luo Changqing hadn't arrived here by soul transmigration. He had crossed over to the Heavenly Punishment Continent in his entirety.

How could he possibly be the man she was talking about?

Mu Qingxuan narrowed her beautiful eyes and said coldly, "Your name is Luo Changqing."

Luo Changqing answered frankly, "Yes. That's just a coincidence."

Mu Qingxuan's voice turned even colder. "Born on the fourteenth day of the seventh month."

Luo Changqing frowned faintly. "Yes. Also a coincidence."

Her tone dropped to frost as she sneered, "Do you have a birthmark on your chest with the character 'Punishment'?"

"I do." Luo Changqing's heart jolted, and his hand instinctively moved to his chest.

No one knew about the "Punishment" birthmark on his chest, so how did Mu Qingxuan know it so clearly?

If appearance and name could be written off as coincidence, then the exact same date of birth and even the exact same birthmark could no longer be a coincidence.

Luo Changqing was filled with doubt.

Could it be that there was another person on the Heavenly Punishment Continent who was exactly the same as him?

A parallel universe?

Mu Qingxuan shouted sharply, "Since you even have the birthmark, you piece of human trash still dare deny it!"

Luo Changqing frowned. "Give me some time. I'll prove that I'm not the man you're talking about."

Lu Anshan hurriedly bowed to Mu Qingxuan. "Saintess, have mercy!"

"Please, Saintess, give him a little time. Changqing will definitely find evidence and clear his own name."

Mu Qingxuan looked down at Lu Anshan from on high. "What the hell are you? When this Saintess is speaking, who gave you the right to interrupt?"

At his age, Lu Anshan was scolded by a young girl until his whole face flushed red. He hurriedly said, "I am Luo Changqing's recommender. I know his character."

"I stake my head on it—this child is absolutely not the monstrous villain you say he is."

Seeing Elder Lu, a man advanced in years, humiliated and berated by some girl, Luo Changqing's anger surged, and his gaze gradually turned icy.

At that moment, Elder Mu Ye, who had come along with them, lifted his eyes slightly and secretly sent Mu Qingxuan a voice transmission:

"Qingxuan, five years ago, the Mu Clan went to enormous lengths to frame Luo Changqing for defiling your younger sister because we wanted him dead!"

"Only if he dies can you rightfully become Dao Companions with Yuwen Wushuang, the Holy Son of the Divine Sect, and only then can the Mu Clan rise to glory!"

"Luo Changqing, this stumbling block, must die today!"

At those words, Yuwen Wushuang's striking, peerless figure surfaced in Mu Qingxuan's mind.

At the same time, from the corner of her eye, she glanced at Luo Changqing—only at the first level of the Spirit Palace Realm, with the word "Menial" embroidered across his chest.

Compared to Yuwen Wushuang, the contempt and disgust in Mu Qingxuan's eyes as she looked at Luo Changqing became boundless.

Luo Changqing, you lowly clod of mud—what do you have that can compare to a heaven-favored prodigy like Yuwen Wushuang?

Killing intent boiled around Mu Qingxuan as she said coldly, "Elders Mu Ye and Mu Zhou, speaking any further with scum like this will only dirty my mouth!"

"Do it. Wipe out his entire sect. Leave not even the dogs or chickens alive!"

The moment those words fell, every cultivator of the Xuanqing Heavenly Sect, including Sect Master Xuan Zheng, turned ashen with despair!

The two elders, Mu Ye and Mu Zhou, burst into laughter and shot into the sky!

Beneath the vault of heaven, the vast aura of two ninth-level Heavenly Dao experts spread out and blotted out the sky!

Spirit Palace, Palace Soul, Palace God, Spirit Refining, Void Refinement, Earth Vein, Heaven Vein, Heavenly Dao, Immortal Dao!

A ninth-level Heavenly Dao powerhouse was a terrifying existence that could command wind and rain and hold life and death in its hands!

When the two elders struck at the same time, the very void shattered, forming a colossal vortex above the Dao Arena that covered the sky and blotted out the sun!

Countless plants, trees, and boulders were ripped from the ground and sucked upward into the void vortex!

Then the two elders' eyes turned cold, and they slammed that immense vortex of nothingness down toward the earth.

Wherever the world-destroying void vortex passed, heaven collapsed and earth split apart. Space was crushed, and the void itself was ground to pieces!

As the vortex bore down with unstoppable force, Sect Master Xuan Zheng and the many elders were instantly crushed by that horrifying pressure until their breathing faltered and their faces flushed red.

As for the countless disciples, they were pressed so hard they coughed up blood, while their bones gave off crackling sounds as if they were about to break under the unbearable strain.

Screams and wails rang out like hell at the end of the world.

Luo Changqing looked up in shock at the void vortex drawing closer and closer. The pressure was so immense it felt as though a mountain had been strapped to his back, trying to flatten him alive!

Suddenly, a shadow fell over him, and the terrifying pressure eased considerably.

When Luo Changqing saw what was happening, his eyes instantly reddened with blood!

Lu Anshan had risen into the air and was using his hunched old body to shield Luo Changqing, bearing that lethal pressure in his place.

But such an act was no different from a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot!

As the vortex closed in, the terrible pressure made blood seep from the corners of Lu Anshan's mouth, yet he still forced out a kindly smile.

"Boy Luo... I never thought that bringing you back to the sect would end up harming you. Otherwise, how would you have run into Mu Qingxuan here?"

"If someone's going to die, this old man will die before you. On the road to the Yellow Springs, I'll go ahead and clear the way for you."

"In your next life, be this old man's grandson... I still want to drink the wine you brew..."

Luo Changqing's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted, "Elder Lu, you won't die! Today, no one here is allowed to die!"

"Mu Qingxuan, if you've got the guts, then try killing me!"

Luo Changqing glared at Mu Qingxuan, took something from his robes, and held it high overhead!

An ancient token was raised toward the sky!

On the token, the two characters "Tantai" blazed with dazzling light.

In that instant, the void vortex that was about to smash into the earth came to a dead halt!

"An Imperial Token?!"

Mu Qingxuan, Mu Ye, and Mu Zhou all had their pupils contract violently, their expressions filled with shock!

The two elders were even more visibly terrified and hurriedly withdrew the vortex of nothingness.

The pressure vanished. At last, the entire sect was able to breathe again, gasping in great mouthfuls of air and reveling in the joy of surviving a catastrophe!

Mu Qingxuan pointed a slender jade finger at Luo Changqing in utter disbelief. "How do you possess an Imperial Token?!"

At that moment, Mu Qingxuan was shaken to the core.

The difference in status between Empress Tantai and Luo Changqing was as vast as heaven and abyss!

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How could Luo Changqing possibly have gained Empress Tantai's protection—and even been granted an Imperial Token!?

In the midst of her panic, Mu Qingxuan heard Elder Mu Ye's voice transmission:

"Qingxuan, we can't kill him now!"

"Although Empress Tantai was demoted to the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, even a starved camel is still bigger than a horse."

"Our Mu Clan cannot afford to offend her!"

Mu Qingxuan was unwilling to the extreme, her beautiful eyes red-rimmed.

But she also knew that although Empress Tantai was temporarily staying in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, her status was transcendent. Even the Sect Master of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect had to show her some deference!

Gritting her teeth, Mu Qingxuan sent back a voice transmission, "No. Luo Changqing must die!"

As soon as the words left her, her venomous gaze swept toward Lu Anshan at Luo Changqing's side.

An idea flashed into her mind!

Immediately after, a secret order was transmitted into Elder Mu Ye's mind.

Elder Mu Ye understood at once. Suddenly, he pointed a finger toward Lu Anshan!

A streak of gray power tore through the sky and struck Lu Anshan directly in the heart!

"Pff!"

Lu Anshan spewed a mouthful of black blood and fell from the air to the ground.

"Elder Lu!" Luo Changqing's expression changed drastically as he rushed over and helped Lu Anshan up.

But then he saw that the skin over Lu Anshan's whole body was slowly withering away at a visible speed!

It was like knives sawing through his heart.

In this strange world, Lu Anshan was the only person who had ever been willing to give Luo Changqing warmth.

It was Lu Anshan who had rescued him from the abyss ravaged by demonic beasts, brought him back to the sect, fed him, clothed him, and protected him.

The memories of the past three years rose one after another in his mind—every single thing Lu Anshan had done for him.

Not blood family, yet closer than blood family!

Luo Changqing jerked his head up and stared at the Saintess with eyes splitting from rage. "Mu Qingxuan, don't push people too far!"

Mu Qingxuan looked completely certain she had Luo Changqing in her grasp, and sneered, "He's been struck by the Nine-Desolation Withering Finger!"

"Only the Nine-Revolution Rebirth Supreme Pill of our Piaomiao Immortal Sect can save this old dog's life."

"Want to save him? Then come to the Grand Tournament."

"If you can win first place, you'll be allowed to make one wish of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect."

"You—do you dare come?"

Luo Changqing clenched his fists so hard they creaked, forcing the words out one by one through clenched teeth. "The Grand Tournament—I'm going!"

"Mu Qingxuan!"

"Elder Lu is my only family in this world!"

"One day, I'll make you repay this blood debt with blood, you bitch!"

Mu Qingxuan said with disdain, "Good. I was afraid you wouldn't dare come!"

"I'd like to see just how big a wave a piece of trash like you, spouting wild boasts, can really stir up!"

Then she looked down at Xuan Zheng and said frostily,

"Xuan Zheng, for the sake of that Imperial Token, this Saintess will give your Xuanqing Heavenly Sect one last chance to qualify for the Grand Tournament!"

"If the Xuanqing Heavenly Sect can place among the top fifty sects, only then may you regain the title of a Heavenly-grade sect."

"But if you fail, this Saintess will report the matter to the Sect Master of my Piaomiao Immortal Sect, and your Xuanqing Heavenly Sect will never again receive the protection of my Immortal Sect!"

Hearing that, Xuan Zheng's expression dimmed, as though an invisible mountain had settled onto his chest, nearly suffocating him!

Mu Qingxuan narrowed her eyes. "Luo Changqing, there are still ten months left before the Grand Tournament."

"This Saintess will be waiting for you to attend it!"

"Elders, we're leaving!"

...

Fifty thousand li away, aboard a spirit ship of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect.

Mu Qingxuan stood gracefully at the prow, gazing into the distance. "Elder Mu Ye, send out a secret order to the two hundred and ninety-nine Heavenly-grade sects participating."

"During the Grand Tournament, whoever can bring me Luo Changqing's head will be rewarded by this Saintess with ten million Low-grade Spirit Stones!"

"Besides that, not only will this Saintess recommend the one who kills Luo Changqing for entry into the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, I will also recommend that he be given special cultivation!"

"As for the sect that kills Luo Changqing, I have another great reward waiting for them!"

When she finished speaking, a cold smile curled across Mu Qingxuan's lips.

Where there are heavy rewards, there will always be desperate men.

And above all, she was convinced Luo Changqing would never survive the first round of the Grand Tournament!

No one knew better than Mu Qingxuan just how trash Luo Changqing's talent was.

Elder Mu Ye gave a slight cupped-fist salute. "Saintess, brilliant!"

"If Luo Changqing is killed openly and aboveboard during the Grand Tournament, then even Empress Tantai will have nothing to say."

...

At the Xuanqing Dao Arena, before the Soul-Testing Stele.

After the Saintess left, Sect Master Xuan Zheng steadied his thoughts, calmed himself from the disaster that had nearly wiped them out, and looked at Luo Changqing.

"Changqing, you've successfully advanced into the Spirit Palace Realm. According to sect rules, your cultivation aptitude must be tested."

"Cultivation aptitude is divided into grades one through nine. Place your palm on the Soul-Testing Stele, and it will trigger the Heaven-Piercing Mystic Light."

"If the Heaven-Piercing Mystic Light reaches a height of three meters, that's first-grade. If it reaches twenty-seven meters, that's ninth-grade."

"Our Xuanqing Heavenly Sect is a Heavenly-grade sect, so the requirement isn't high. As long as you reach third-grade aptitude, you'll count as qualified."

Sect ranks were divided into: Earth-grade, Heavenly-grade, Immortal-grade, Divine-grade.

Luo Changqing's somewhat lean figure stepped in front of the Soul-Testing Stele, his expression calm and without the slightest ripple.

Having been expelled from sects sixteen times, he had long since anticipated the result of this test.

Behind him—

Outer Sect Chief Duan Qingyun looked at Luo Changqing with a trace of contempt and said in a low voice,

"Sect Master, this boy only barely reached the first level of the Spirit Palace Realm at sixteen. With talent this dull and stupid, is there even any need to test him?"

Sect Master Xuan Zheng's gaze was deep, as though he had seen through everything.

"Chief Duan, do you really think that someone so valued by the Empress that she personally granted him an Imperial Token would truly end up in a tiny Heavenly-grade sect like ours, even reduced to a lowly menial?"

"This..." Duan Qingyun hesitated. He, too, realized how unreasonable it was.

With that single Imperial Token in Luo Changqing's hand, wouldn't he be treated as an honored guest anywhere he went?

How could he possibly have fallen into such a wretched state?

Duan Qingyun cautiously asked, "Then what are you saying, Sect Master?"

A sharp light flashed in Xuan Zheng's tiger-like eyes. "I dare say this with certainty!"

"The reason this boy has fallen so low must have been deliberately arranged by the Empress in order to temper his character!"

"This is none other than the legendary... Dao Heart Trial!"

"Hiss..." Duan Qingyun's pupils shrank. "A Dao Heart Trial?!"

Xuan Zheng revealed a meaningful smile.

"Just watch."

"A dragon once trapped, forced to swim the shallows!"

"Today, the true dragon will soar to the nine heavens!"

"Luo Changqing is about to astound the world in a single stroke!"

At that same moment, Luo Changqing pressed his palm against the Soul-Testing Stele!

A Heaven-Piercing Mystic Light shot into the sky!