Hua Qingyan was the name of the woman in a gorgeous robe who had just walked out of the spiritual pool like the young girl.
She was born in a famous family of calligraphers in the East Heaven Divine Land. She was a painter.
Calligraphy and painting in the Cultivation World were not that useless.
Powerful cultivators could condense their essence, Qi, and spirit into their brushes. Every stroke was like a silver hook and iron painting with a majestic aura.
Legend had it that tens of thousands of years ago, there was a Wu Zun who wielded a Sage's handwriting and unleashed a powerful force that was no weaker than a Half-Saint artifact. He had killed countless enemies.
Since the painter's surname was Hua, she naturally lived up to her surname.
The entire family was made up of calligraphers. They used special methods to create powerful treasures, whether through painting or calligraphy.
Some calligraphers could only be seen, but they were still pleasing to the eye.
Some calligraphers were powerful and were no weaker than supreme-grade spiritual artifacts.
This was the reason why calligraphers existed.
"What? You won't let me talk about it? "Hua Qingyan sneered.
In the battle for the spiritual pool eight months ago, she, Hua Qingyan, had been defeated by Zhang Qingqing.
If she did not talk about it now, she might not have the chance in the future.
Moreover, the eldest daughter of the Zhang family of Heavenly Dao had spent eight months in the spiritual pool with a man in the Skygale Valley Secret Realm?
There was no need for any additional explanation. Just this line of words was enough to make anyone's imagination run wild.
At the same time, the Zhang family of Heavenly Dao, who had always valued their reputation, would definitely be disgraced.
Zhang Qingqing would not have an easy time either!
At this moment, Zhang Qingqing's eyes were about to spit fire.
She was not stupid. She was just a little simple-minded. If she let the person in front of her say anything, it would bring about extremely serious consequences!
"Why are you not talking?"
Hua Qingyan's face was full of sarcasm as if she had caught Zhang Qingqing's weakness.
"Zhang Qingqing, Zhang Qingqing, although I have always known that your character is not very good, I did not expect that you would use such an important place like the Skygale Valley Secret Realm to do that kind of thing."
"Sigh, as someone of the same generation, I really regret this."
Hua Qingyan smiled. Zhang Qingqing also clenched her fists. Her bones rubbed against each other, making creaking sounds.
"You're slandering me!"
Zhang Qingqing roared. Hearing this, Hua Qingyan narrowed her eyes.
"I'm slandering you? Hehe, I also want to know. Since it's not what I said, what else could it be? "
"The spiritual pool is completely dark. As long as one has the heart, it won't be a problem to block all the light from the outside world and the inside of the spiritual pool. Besides, a man and a woman have stayed in a small place for eight months. Are they both ascetics?"
Hua Qingyan smiled. Hearing this, Zhang Qingqing became even angrier.
This guy, between the lines, had been trying to turn this nonexistent matter into reality!
At that time, she really wouldn't be able to defend herself.
"However, you and I are friends after all. If you beg me, I won't say anything. After all, how old are you? It's normal for you to have this kind of impulse."
"However, since you have such a strong Primordial Spirit, your control should be very strong. That's right, I understand."
Hua Qingyan smiled. Hearing this, Zhang Qingqing almost couldn't suppress the True Essence in her body.
However, due to the power of the painter, Zhang Qingqing still didn't dare to make a move.
The Zhang family of Heavenly Dao was a relatively well-known name. In terms of status, they were much more powerful than the painter.
That was thirty years ago.
Thirty years ago, Wu Zun, the most powerful person in the Zhang family of Heavenly Dao, who was at the peak of Lv 8, Saber Wu Zun, died. The Zhang family of Heavenly Dao's status deteriorated day by day.
If Hua Qingyan was allowed to talk nonsense, it would definitely make things worse for the Zhang family of Heavenly Dao.
"Say it. It's just a few words anyway. Our Miss Zhang can't possibly have a Divine Weapon in her mouth. Won't she just bite her teeth and come out?"
"Or is Miss Zhang unwilling to speak? After all, you are the Zhang family of Heavenly Dao, who is more powerful than the painter. "
Hua Qingyan smiled. Hearing this, Zhang Qingqing's face suddenly changed slightly.
Her last sentence.
The threat was clearly expressed in his words.
In fact, there was no conflict between the painter and the Zhang family of Heavenly Dao. One was a family of calligraphy and painting, and the other was a family of martial arts. There was no relationship between them.
However, there was still a relationship between people.
For example, now.
Dirtying or ignoring Zhang Qingqing wouldn't do Hua Qingyan any good. However, she still wanted to do it.
She wanted to kill this person who had been suppressing her since she was a child!
"I …"
Zhang Qingqing spoke. A family of calligraphy and painting was equivalent to a weaker version of a family of blacksmithing and alchemy.
They had a wide range of connections.
There was no one in the Zhang family of Heavenly Dao who could shoulder the burden. If Hua Qingyan, the heir of the painter, spoke, those who wanted to make friends with the painter might not do it.
However, it was not impossible to do something secretly to speed up the decline of the Zhang family of Heavenly Dao.
"It's just a few words. What are you thinking about after so long?"
Hua Qingyan chuckled, making a voice as sharp as a rooster's.
"Thinking about what price to pay for me to deal with you."
At this moment, a faint voice sounded.
Hua Qingyan suddenly felt a sense of danger. Her face changed drastically, and the True Origin of Wu Zun's second stage in her body was released wildly!
Using her finger as a pen, a scroll suddenly appeared in front of her. With a stroke, the scroll suddenly exploded with ink-colored thunderbolts!
"Who is it!"
Hua Qingyan roared, and the ink-colored thunderbolts rushed fiercely in the direction of the voice!
However, the figure just waved his hand.
Boom!
Pa!
Bang!
Countless ink-colored thunderbolts exploded automatically, turning into sparks that crackled in the air.
The scroll that released the ink-colored thunderbolts also turned into ashes at this moment!
"Who is it!"
Hua Qingyan looked at the scroll that had turned into black powder in disbelief, turned her head, and roared.
However, what greeted her was only a hand.
A hand with five fingers spread open.
Pa!
Like moving clouds and flowing water, it was smooth and natural, and it slapped Hua Qingyan's face.
There was no hesitation.
Hua Qingyan's figure was instantly sent flying by this slap. Blood spurted out of her mouth, dyeing the luxurious robe on her body red.
At the same time, a big red lump quickly appeared on her face.
Hua Qingyan was sent flying with one slap.
Zhang Qingqing's face was dull. She looked at Tianyang, who appeared behind Hua Qingyan like a ghost and attacked without hesitation.
Stormy waves were set off in her heart.
This … this was Wu Zun's third stage?
Wu Zun's third stage was absolutely impossible. It was impossible for him to appear behind Hua Qingyan quietly, and it was even more impossible for him to destroy the supreme grade ink-colored thunderbolt scroll with one slap!
"You are …"
Zhang Qingqing said in disbelief.
At this moment, Hua Qingyan, who had fallen to the ground, stood up.
All the bones in her body seemed to have fallen apart, but she still raised her hand and touched her face.
It was big, swollen, and a little hot.
There was no doubt.
She was disfigured.
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