Chapter 32: Leng Li's Counterattack, Killing Two Birds with One Stone

Chapter 32: Leng Li's Counterattack, Killing Two Birds with One Stone

After wiping out Qing Ning's life force, Qin Xuan quickly left the scene.

Inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower, Leng Li spoke up in dissatisfaction to warn him, "Your deliberate framing is too obvious. Even if you left a sliver of life for her Divine Soul, do you think Qing Ning would believe it? You understand human nature too little!"

Qin Xuan dismissed her concern. "It is you who doesn't understand."

Leng Li simply did not understand the Daughter of Luck.

As a heroine who carried the great Luck of heaven and earth,

a Daughter of Luck, especially one with a personality like Qing Ning's, was stubborn and went her own way.

She only believed what she saw with her own eyes.

Especially when facing such a betrayal, she could not be reasoned with using common sense.

She would only take what she saw at face value, self-righteously believing it to be the truth.

In Leng Li's eyes, a flash of killing intent vanished instantly. "I can't be bothered to argue with you."

Qin Xuan rolled his eyes and said, "Then shut up!"

Leng Li's shift in attitude made Qin Xuan even more certain of his suspicion. The measures he had left in Leng Li's Divine Soul were about to come into play.

He glanced at the sky and rushed back toward the place where Qing Ning had fallen.

When he arrived at the dense forest that no longer existed and saw the thick blood mist permeating the air,

Qin Xuan feigned ignorance, his eyes filled with shock. "A great battle took place here? Even the Saint's daughter was slain?"

He walked over to Qing Ning's side and kicked her delicate body. "Dead?"

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

On Qing Ning's chest, a piece of jade burst with brilliant light.

From within that jade, Qing Ning's weak Divine Soul gradually condensed into a solid form under the protective measure left by the Saint.

Looking at Qin Xuan who had just arrived, Qing Ning urgently urged him, "Leave this place quickly! Don't look back, and absolutely do not fall for it!"

"Ye Feng has already fallen into the Demonic Path!"

"To frame you, he did not hesitate to collude with the Demonic Path and slaughter us, the Disciples of Thunder Prison Peak, just to put you to death!"

"Run, leave quickly! Run!"

Tears welled up in Qing Ning's eyes.

Her body's life force had already been severed; she had died at Ye Feng's hands.

Her Divine Soul was barely maintaining its solid state under the life-saving measure left by her father.

The pain before her death was far less than the torment in her heart.

For her Senior Brother Ye Feng, she had not hesitated to disregard the laws of the Holy Land to stand up for him and vent his anger.

Even after being humiliated, she did not blame Senior Brother Ye Feng and was willing to give him millions of essence stones to buy the earth-splitting spear.

But what did she get in the end?

She became a discarded pawn in Ye Feng's hands.

Just to frame Qin Xuan and make Yaochi Sacred Land take action, Ye Feng did not hesitate to collude with the Demonic Path to execute her.

What on earth did she do wrong for Ye Feng to treat her like this?

Qing Ning's chest heaved violently. The suffocating agony surged over her like rolling waves, making it unbearable as she covered her face and wept in silent grief.

Qin Xuan felt no pity. Since Qing Ning had wanted to kill him, she deserved to die. He said testily, "Stop crying."

Qing Ning urged angrily, "What are you still standing there for? Run! If anyone sees you here, even if you jumped into the moat, you wouldn't be able to wash away your innocence!"

She had no feelings for Qin Xuan and detested his rudeness at the Yaochi Sacred Land.

He had even swollen her face with slaps.

She wished she could tear Qin Xuan into ten thousand pieces.

But resentment was resentment.

One thing was separate from another.

She had treated Ye Feng so well, yet she was backstabbed.

She would never allow Ye Feng's sinister plot to succeed.

Having been brutally betrayed, even if she died, she would not be used by Ye Feng!

She wanted Qin Xuan to live.

She wanted Qin Xuan to expose Ye Feng's ugly face.

She wanted Ye Feng to pay the price!

She wanted to make his life worse than death!

Qin Xuan sneered. "He can frame me just because he wants to? Your Divine Soul is here. With your Divine Soul as a witness, who can throw dirty water on me?"

Qing Ning said anxiously, "My Divine Soul can only last for a short time. Having been injured by a Sacred Artifact earlier, it will dissipate in at most the time it takes for an incense stick to burn."

"That doesn't matter," Qin Xuan said casually. "I have ways to protect a Divine Soul."

Qing Ning's face lit up with wild joy. "You can save me?!"

Qin Xuan nodded heavily. "Yes! I can save you until you prove my innocence. After that, even if your Divine Soul dissipates and your path ends in death, it has nothing to do with me."

Qing Ning was so furious her back teeth almost shattered. "I would rather die to deliver this message to you and let you escape this place, and yet you treat me like this?"

"That's your own fault, you chose it yourself," Qin Xuan sneered.

If he wanted Qing Ning to trust him now, he had to maintain his persona.

Otherwise, trying to cover it up would make things suspicious instead.

The jealousy and resentment in Qing Ning's eyes grew even stronger, which then turned into hatred for Ye Feng. With endless grief, she self-deprecatingly said, "Yes, I chose it myself. I indeed shouldn't have expected you to save me."

As the two of them spoke, a sneer rang out. "I didn't expect you to arrive so timely. And I certainly didn't expect that a mere Unity Realm cultivator would actually possess a Treasure Artifact that protects the Divine Soul."

"However, your little schemes are not worth mentioning in the face of true strength. There's no need for the Yaochi Sacred Land to act; this venerable one alone can suppress you!"

Leng Li emerged from the ancient prison-suppressing tower. This time, she was no longer in her Saint Soul state but was controlling her already damaged physical body.

This was to make it look realistic, so that Qing Ning would believe it.

"Qin Xuan, run! Leave this place quickly! She is a Devil Head, the Devil Head who disrupted the Yaochi Sacred Land! I don't know why Ye Feng knows this Devil Head, but she wants to kill you. You will surely die!"

Seeing Leng Li, Qing Ning was terrified and urgently urged him.

Leng Li stared eerily at Qin Xuan. "Do you think you can escape?"

"Here, this venerable one has ten thousand ways to kill you!"

"Your ancient prison-suppressing tower can only restrain a Quasi-Saint level Saint Soul, but this venerable one has now successfully promoted to a Saint's soul."

Leng Li stared at Qin Xuan with freezing eyes, her killing intent fully exposed.

It seemed as if she was working for Qin Xuan, but in reality, she was just turning his own trick against him.

Once she left the ancient prison-suppressing tower, why would she still fear Qin Xuan's control?

Utilizing the "Nine Revolutions Saint Soul Technique", with the enhancement of the great medicine, she had already condensed her Saint Soul to the Saint Realm.

She had been enduring silently, waiting until Qin Xuan proactively released her body.

She no longer had to fear the restraint of the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

Qin Xuan had kicked her off the Ten-Thousand-Year Ice Bed.

Used her robes to wipe filthy things.

Suppressed her Saint Soul inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower using great power.

And swindled her out of those fifteen million High Grade essence stones!

All kinds of hatred would be settled today.

Leng Li smiled grimly with the triumph of having her revenge, celebrating prematurely, and said, "Qin Xuan, your biggest mistake was..."

Before she could finish her sentence,

Qin Xuan's mind stirred, and Leng Li was struck as if by lightning.

From deep within her Saint Soul, billions of Divine Soul chains locked down her Saint Soul's core, penetrating every corner,

preventing her from exerting even a shred of her strength.

Qin Xuan raised his hand again.

The ancient prison-suppressing tower transformed into a giant peak and crashed down toward Leng Li with a roar.

Boom!

The sound shook the heavens. Under the brutal crushing of the ancient prison-suppressing tower, Leng Li's already damaged body was completely blown into a mist of blood.

Qin Xuan rolled his eyes and said in boredom, "Why are you acting so tough in front of me?"

He had been waiting right here. He knew Leng Li's little thoughts better than anyone, and with the countermeasures hidden within the Cultivation Technique, the victory was securely in his hands!

His move was a fatal strike right from the start.

Qin Xuan had never thought of holding back.

If he let Leng Li continue speaking, he was afraid Qing Ning would find out about his scheme.

"That Devil Head... is dead?"

Qing Ning gasped in shock, unable to believe the reality before her eyes.

Qin Xuan shook his head. "It was just a remnant soul that was strong on the outside but weak on the inside. She just happened to run into a Sacred Artifact that can restrain Saint Souls and was utterly suppressed."

Qing Ning looked sorrowfully at her already transparent palm. "Even a Saint's soul cannot sustain itself, let alone a mere Unity Realm cultivator like me? It is time for me to dissipate as well. It's just a pity that my poor father won't know how he is being deceived by Ye Feng."

Qin Xuan sensed Ye Feng's aura approaching. He drew Qing Ning's Divine Soul into the ancient prison-suppressing tower and left the scene. "Someone is coming. I'll take you away from here first. I promise you won't die in vain!"

He sneered in his heart. To deal Ye Feng the most painful blow, Qing Ning was an indispensable and crucial key.

How could he let Qing Ning dissipate so easily?

The dog-eat-dog show hadn't even begun yet!