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681: A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

As dusk fell, the ancient martial arts world was brightly lit, even more lively than during the day.

On the altar, a beautiful woman sat. The woman leaned on the chair and supported her head with one hand.

She was obviously the only one sitting there, but her aura was like that of a thousand troops, looking at all living beings from a high position.

"Qingqing..."

"Teacher's wife..."

Qiao Qingyan stood up and nodded slightly towards Mr. Yan. "Mr. Yan."

Mr. Yan quickly avoided the woman's salute, his little heart couldn't bear it.

"goddess."

"Mr. Yan. You can call me Qiao Qingyan. Or Qingqing. You can also call me Sui Sui."

Year after year...

Boss Yan felt that the name sounded familiar.

But soon he had no time to think about it. Because ten clan elders have already arrived with Qiao Chuyi.

Qiao Chuyi's injuries have mostly healed, and her face is rosy.

She even wore the clothes of a saint. The gorgeous clothes made Qiao Chuyi even more arrogant.

She proudly raised her chin in the direction of Qiao Qingyan.

Qiao Qingyan, just wait for me. Wait until I become a saint. I will definitely reveal your true face.

"Holy girl, just place your hand in the center of the altar for a moment."

"Remember, be calm. Don't have any distracting thoughts. Just feel it carefully."

The auspicious time will soon arrive.

Qiao Chuyi walked towards the high platform facing everyone's expectant eyes. But her eyes looked at Qiao Qingyan proudly.

It's like showing off something.

When her eyes looked at the man beside Qiao Qingyan, she felt more determined to win.

In the past, she thought Xie Yuqian was her dream lover.

But after learning the identity of Mr. Fu Yanya, she felt that only Fu Yanya was worthy of her.

That was the top family, above the four major families, the head of the Fu family.

Young Master Yan in the ancient martial arts world.

Only such an outstanding man could be worthy of her, Qiao Chuyi.

Qiao Chuyi sat cross-legged in the center of the altar, and according to the method taught by the clan elders, he began to reach out and feel the ground carefully.

A minute passed, and there was no movement on the altar.

Two minutes...

three minutes……

A quarter of an hour passed, but there was still no movement at the altar.

"What's going on? Why isn't the fire lit?"

"Didn't it mean that the saint's appearance would light the holy fire?"

"Isn't she a saint? Otherwise, how could she be..."

"Does it require bleeding? I heard before, didn't it say that blood is needed as a guide?"

At this time, Qiao Chuyi on the high platform was also a little impatient.

She didn't understand why the altar didn't respond.

Didn’t the clan elder just say that as long as she spoke objectively, the altar would respond.

Will she become a saint?

Several clan elders looked at each other and felt a little shaken in their hearts.

"Isn't it too long? The altar induction takes time."

The eldest son Zhongli stood up.

"Elder of the clan, why don't you try using blood as a guide?" Maybe you can activate the altar faster.

In the eyes of the eldest son Zhongli, Qiao Chuyi was the saint that the clan elder had found, and she was recognized by the Yan family.

She must be a true saint. Definitely not fake.

And that goddess is...

The clan elder who heard this was also thinking about whether there was such a possibility.

"If it is a saint, the saint's blood can indeed activate the altar as quickly as possible."

Several clan elders looked at each other, and then looked at Qiao Qingyan on the other side of the platform.

Qiao Qingyan waved his hand. "As you wish."

The rich man first performed a sacrificial ceremony in the direction of the altar, then walked to the altar with a dagger and came to Qiao Chuyi.

Qiao Chuyi didn't know what to do yet, but she saw the rich man took out a dagger and came towards her.

"The saint is offended."

The next second, Qiao Chuyi's palm was scratched.

"what……"

Accompanied by screams. Qiao Chuyi's palms were downwards and pressed directly into the groove of the altar.

But the altar did not immediately absorb the blood on it. Instead, he allowed the blood to flow out continuously.

"What's going on? Is there too little blood?"

The rich man mobilized his strength and pressed Qiao Chuyi's hand hard again.

More blood spilled out.

"what……"

"Let...let me go. Let me go."

Blood continued to flow out, but the altar did not respond at all.

"This, what's going on."

Qiao Chuyi lost too much blood and fainted directly on the altar.

But there was still no movement on the altar.

"No. The altar will absorb the blood of the saint. But this blood..."

"Hiss... Could it be that she is not a saint at all?"

"Don't you mean that she is the only daughter of the Yan family? The daughter of the Yan family is a saint."

"Moreover, she looks somewhat similar to Second Master Yan. There is no way it is fake. There is no way the clan elder can make a mistake."

"and many more……"

"Don't you think the saint and the goddess look alike?"

With one sentence, everyone present instantly looked back and forth at Qiao Chuyi and Qiao Qingyan.

"Hey, when you say that, it's really..."

"It's impossible, she is a saint." Several clan elders still didn't want to believe that the person in front of them was not a saint.

"Obviously she is the daughter of the Yan family, and the daughter of the Yan family is a saint."

"Who told you that she is from the Yan family?" A voice as cold as ice came from the air.

Immediately afterwards, a man in black appeared in front of everyone holding a black sword.

"Seventh Young Master."

"It's Young Master Yan."

Young Master Yan Qi glanced at all the clan elders.

"She does not have the blood of my Yan family in her body."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Young Master Yan Qi's gaze didn't even linger for a moment, but he walked directly towards Qiao Qingyan on the high platform.

"I didn't go up to see the old man when I came back. The old man is sulking."

"My sister had a great time."

Fu Yanya on the side just wanted to stand up and say hello, but his sister was shocked and froze in place by this sound.

Speaking of it, the Seventh Young Master's voice was neither soft nor strong. It happened to be heard clearly by everyone.

Qiao Qingyan nodded slightly. "good."

Everyone:...

What, what did they hear.

The goddess is a daughter of the Yan family.

She is Young Master Yan Qi's sister.

younger sister……

At this time, the elders of all clans also reacted.

The rich man gave Qiao Chuyi a pill. Qiao Chuyi woke up immediately.

But then, the rich man waved his hand and knocked her off the stage.

"You are not from the Yan family!"

"How dare you lie to us!"

Qiao Chuyi covered her scratched palm and roared angrily. "When did I say that I am from the Yan family?"

"I told you a long time ago, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything."

"It's you. You insist on saying that I am a saint!"

"You tell me every day. I am a saint, a saint in the ancient martial arts world. The only saint!"

"You..." The wealthy elder wanted to say something else.

But the gentle voice sounded first.

"Qiao Chuyi. It's time for us to settle the score."

Following Qiao Qingyan step by step he walked down the high platform and entered the altar. The sacred flame of the altar was lit step by step as she walked.

The nine holy pillars lit up the holy fire.

"hiss……"

But this scene made Qiao Chuyi feel a little panicked.

Qiao Qingyan stood at the edge of the altar, looking down at her.

"Before, in the outside world, you plotted things against me. I don't have to argue with you."

"But, my man."

"You dare to covet it. Who gave you the courage? Huh?"

"It's him?"

"Or them?" Qiao Qingyan's eyes flashed in front of the big clan elder and the other nine clan elders.

The elders who witnessed the movement of the altar still didn't understand something.

"Goddess. We were also deceived by her."

"She said..."

"Shh, be quiet." Qiao Qingyan patted his sleeves.

"I am a person who has always been clear about grudges and revenge. Tooth for tooth, eye for eye."

"The rules of the ancient martial arts world cannot be broken. Whoever brought the person is responsible."

"As for her. Where she comes from, where she goes back."

If Qiao Chuyi returned to the secular world, what would greet her would be prison.

That would be more difficult than letting her die.

No matter how dissatisfied the clan elders were, they did not dare to resist.

This is the daughter of the Yan family, and she is also a goddess. A goddess who can awaken the altar without any movement.

"Master Zhongli, where are you going?"

Young Master Zhongli did not expect that Qiao Qingyan would be a member of the Yan family. Moreover, she can also light the altar.

No matter what method she used, Qiao Chuyi was now definitely a fake.

And he has no trump card.

He was about to turn around and leave. But he was stopped by Qiao Qingyan.