Chapter 573 Qiao’er Died

“Ranking 19,999 vs. ranking 2,933!”

When Ying Qiao’er was about to say something, she was teleported onto the ring. Su Li’s brows suddenly wrinkled.

“Is it my turn now?”

Ying Qiao’er felt nervous but soon kept her countenance. When she stared at the glum young man opposite, a strong cold pneuma spread from him and made a layer of frost on the ground quickly.

Such a strong cold pneuma. She couldn’t resist him.

Ying Qiao’er stepped back a little.

“Ranking 19,999. You see me as a stepping-stone just after being promoted?”

The young man raised his head and looked at Ying Qiao’er coldly, “I don’t have compassion for you.”

Ying Qiao’er got a little angry. She frowned and said coldly, “I didn’t ask you for any compassion! Let’s continue the Tianjiao Battle!”

Even if she could not resist him, she still wanted to have a try.

The Master has taught them for many years. She was very clear about his expectation. How could she retreat now?!

“Even the waste like you don’t surrender?”

Seeing Ying Qiao’er’s firm look, the young man felt displeased and changed his expression. When he snorted, the cold light burst forth.

Snap!!

With a scream, Ying Qiao’er didn’t dodge his attack, and there was a fearsome bloody hole on her right arm, her blood and flesh falling on the ground.

“He is Zhao Qianlin from Han Sect, the younger brother of the Great Holy Boy, Zhao Qianyuan. Zhao Qianlin is not as famous as his elder brother, but he is very powerful. Ying Qiao’ershould have admitted defeat early. Otherwise…”

Yan Ziye’s voice was transmitted to Su Li’s ears. Su Li did not change her expression much, but frowned.

“Lord Qingshui, how does Ying Qiao’er do now?”

Jiang Run was anxious. Although they were acquainted with each other only a few days ago, he did not want any friends including her to die on the ring of Tianjiao Battle.

Su Li kept silent for a second and started the Jade Rune.

“The spirit of mysterious realm, are there any interventions?”

After a while, the silent space answered slowly, “The first Immortal Layer is not a low-level one. Unless the participant admits defeat, no one could interfere!”

Hearing this, the crowd looked at Su Li immediately.

“She and the female practitioner on the ring belong to the same force. Maybe the female practitioner is her junior sister apprentice!”

“Unfortunately, the little girl seems to be dead.”

…

No one could interfere!

Ling Qinglan and Yan Ziye’s face turned ice-cold.

Su Li narrowed her eyes and had several dangerous thoughts in her mind.

Suddenly a warm voice was transmitted into her ears.

“Fellow Practitioner Su, please calm down. I rank among the top, so I can transmit the sound to the ring. I can persuade Zhao Qianlin to stop. I think he isn’t willing to encounter another formidable enemy.”

Su Li stared blankly and looked upside. She saw a man in white, who was sitting on the Immortal Layer, smiling and nodding to her.

Although she didn’t know who he was, she nodded as response without hesitation,

“Thank you very much.”

“You are welcome.”

The man in white became serious and moved his lips lightly. Zhao Qianlin on the ring looked at Su Li, changed his expression and didn’t attack fiercely.

The severely injured Ying Qiao’er felt happy and immediately seized the opportunity to shout out.

But at the same time, Zhao Qianlin’s face suddenly became extremely gloomy and terrifying!

Snap!

Zhao Qianlin grasped her beating heart and crumbled it. The blood sprayed and dotted on his face.

Ying Qiao’er gawked at her empty chest, and a miserable smile appeared on her bloody face. Her laughter was weak and fitful.

“Master…I’m…sorry…”

Zhao Qianlin took his palm out of her chest in cold blood, and then a lot of blood sprinkled on the ring. Then he grappled Ying Qiao’er’s soul out of her body and crumbled it as well.

By now, Ying Qiao’er’s flesh and soul were both smashed!

Yan Ziye gnashed in anger. He had faced too much death, but he was still in sorrow to watch Ying Qiao’erdie in front of him. Jiang Run was too young to see such a tragic scene. His eyes were bloodshot. It was his first time to feel such a humiliation.

Ling Qinglan took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and looked at Su Li.

He wanted to see what she would do?

Su Li stood still and wore a poker face.

“Fellow Practitioner Su, I’m sorry for your loss. It happens usually in the cultivation circle.”

The man in white felt her sorrow and then transmitted his consolation.

Su Li quickly looked at him with her peaceful eyes, “However, thank you for helping me. Could you tell me how to transmit the sound?”

The man in white looked at Su Li’s peaceful face and heard her cold voice. His pupils contracted, and he felt a chill.

What a horrible state of mind! He couldn’t even find any trace of anger on her face. This woman…

Restraining his astonishment, the man in white quickly replied, “I transmitted your strength and ranking to Zhao Qianlin. Naturally, he was afraid of you. He is in a difficult situation in Han Sect. He shouldn’t want more enemies after his supporter Grand Elder was killed by a mysterious female practitioner unluckily.”

Speaking of this, the man in white felt something strange and frowned, “Later, Zhao Qianlin’s face suddenly changed. It was very likely… Someone else told him something at that time, but what is the reason for him doing that?”

The man in white was puzzled.

Su Li turned her eyes, and many clues flashed in her mind. But she couldn’t get anything worthy.

She sighed lightly.

“In short, thank you for your help. May I have your name?”

The man in white laughed softly, “I’m Lu Xuan from Shengxue Sect.”

Su Li’s eyes flashed, “In the early years, I have encountered a young practitioner called Lu Yan, who also came from Shengxue Sect…”

The man in white nodded, “Lu Yan is my younger brother. Before we came here, he mentioned you a lot. He hoped I could take care of you. Now I think it is unnecessary.”

“It’s so kind of Lu Yan.”

Su Li recalled the little boy in white who talked less in the Cang Lei’s Cave, “He boasted that he ranked ninth on the Tianjiao List then.”

Lu Xuan shook his head helplessly, “I spoiled him. Please forgive me.”

Su Li turned her head back. She looked at the clean ring with indifference, “Fellow Practitioner Lu Xuan, may I ask you a question?”

Lu Xuan nodded, “Please!”

“How do you and your sect think about that bloody accident in Jiuzhou Region in those days?”

Su Li turned her head back again and stared at Lu Xuan with a slight smile, “We, the people from Jiuzhou Region, all want to know how others outside think about it.”

Lu Xuan was confused. Suddenly, he felt frightened.

However, he still answered, “Shengxue Sect is too far from Jiuzhou Region, and we are prohibited from joining in the plans related to the Fate Palace. So I didn’t participate in it. But I have heard a lot about it. I didn’t know what happened to that holy girl. Maybe only the participants knew about it.”

Lu Xuan replied cautiously and maybe he knew something.

“Fellow Practitioner Lu, you are the future of Shengxue Sect, and the sect will thrive under your management.”

Su Li praised him and ended this dialogue.

Lu Xuan sat back onto the Immortal Layer and ruminated over what Su Li said.He thought that she wanted to express another connotation. But after contemplating, he thought he might misunderstand it.

“The rival as strong as Ling Li cannot scare me at all. This woman…is too terrible. It is better not to offend her. Zhao Qianlin is likely to…”

Lu Xuan frowned and made a conclusion secretly.

The outside—

On seeing it, Xuan An and Huo Shichun, who were paying close attention to Su Li, were stunned.

“Zhao Qianlin and the people from Han Sect should all die!”

Huo Shichun couldn’t help but curse in a low voice and comforted Xuan An, “Don’t worry, Lord Qingshui will certainly take revenge for Qiao’er.”

Xuan An’s eyes turned a little red. He sorrowed too much, but he didn’t feel angry.

He knew more about Su Li than Huo Shichun. It was not only Zhao Qianlin, but the whole Han Sect would bear the fury of Su Li!

…

“Ziye, how long has it been?”

Su Li put down the booklet and raised her head to look at the ring that had been cleaned innumerable times.

“More than three months.”

Responded Yan Ziye helplessly. It was confusing that they weren’t arranged any fight in these three months. But Jiang Run won three games and entered the top 10,000, which also reached his limit.

During the three months, people died here constantly. Some were promoted from the lower immortal layers. Except for the top ones, most were replaced by newcomers at the First Immortal Layer.

Because they didn’t enter the field, their rankings declined as well.

Fortunately, Yan Ziye and Su Lu’s rankings just declined by several hundred places. Ling Qinglan left the ring too long, so he was beyond 10,000 on the list, lower than that of Jiang Run.

Ling Qinglan was in a bad mood.

Su Li shook her head. Then the Mysterious Realm sounded again.

“Ranking 13,332 vs. ranking 388.”

Ling Qinglan was slightly confused, and then his eyes flashed with light.

Ranking 13,332. Wasn’t it him?

Swish!

The two beams of light flashed above the Immortal Layer, and two figures appeared on the ring.

The familiar frost spread to Ling Qinglan’s feet. He didn’t retreat like Ying Qiao’er but took two steps forward.

“Zhao Qianlin? I am very lucky!”

He looked upside and saw Zhao Qianlin’s face. Ling Qinglan usually wore an indifferent face, but now he smiled radiantly with strong killing intent!

Zhao Qianlin frowned. He had never seen this man before.

“Have we borne grudges against each other?”

“At first, you haven’t.”

Ling Qinglan’s eyes flashed with cold light and he waved his hands. Then countless rhombic phantoms rushed out from his back and covered the whole piece of shield.

“Now…I don’t want you die in a simple way.”