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When the leader of Qingyun Sect saw that Jiang Xichen did not agree to hand over the magic weapon, a gloomy look appeared on his face.

"Xichen, you have been in Qingyun Sect for more than 50 years. At this age, you have already reached the early stage of Jindan, which can be regarded as a gifted person. However, the magic weapon of Yuanying peak is not something you can control. Take it out."

Even as the sect leader, he had only used Jindan-stage magic weapons so far. However, after learning that Jiang Xichen possessed a Yuanying-stage magic weapon, he naturally did not want to miss this opportunity.

Jiang Xichen clenched his fists, and finally understood in his heart that there was not a single good person in the Qingyun Sect, and all of them were hypocritical people.

Jiang Xichen glared at the Sect Leader and said word by word, "Sect Leader, I got this magic weapon by chance. Why are you handing it over? What you are doing is no different from robbers."

The head of the sect looked even more gloomy. "Jiang Xichen, don't refuse a toast and then drink a forfeit. In Qingyun Sect, there is nothing that I can't get."

Jiang Xichen sneered, "Master, do you think I'm afraid of you? If you try to take me by force today, I won't let you succeed even if I risk my life."

After that, Jiang Xichen raised the magic weapon again, shining brightly, ready to deal with the attack of the headmaster at any time. The headmaster narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking in his mind how to take the magic weapon away.

In front of him, a powerful Yuanying master, Jiang Xichen was just an ant. Almost in an instant, he appeared in front of her and slapped Jiang Xichen hard on the chest.

Jiang Xichen felt a huge force coming at her, and her body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the pillar of the hall heavily. She spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her face instantly turned as pale as paper.

"Hmph, you ignorant girl." The Qingyun Sect's leader had a cold look in his eyes, as if the previous attack was just a trivial act.

Jiang Xichen endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up. Her eyes were full of anger and unyielding, "You are a peak Nascent Soul expert, but you are so unreasonable and bully the weak."

The head of Qingyun Sect frowned slightly, "Reason? In this world of immortal cultivation, strength is the truth. If you hand over your magic weapon obediently, perhaps I can still spare your life."

Jiang Xichen gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I die, I will never hand over the magic weapon to you hypocritical guys."

At this moment, the magic weapon on Jiang Xichen's body suddenly glowed brightly, and a mysterious power surged out of the magic weapon, covering Jiang Xichen's body. Jiang Xichen only felt his body warm up, and his injuries began to recover rapidly.

When the head of the sect saw this, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"This magic weapon is indeed extraordinary. It seems that we must seize it today."

After saying that, the leader of Qingyun Sect attacked again, and a powerful stream of spiritual energy attacked Jiang Xichen.

Jiang Xichen's heart tightened, and he quickly controlled the magic weapon to resist. The magic weapon flashed, and collided with the spiritual power, making a loud noise.

Jiang Xichen was pushed back a few steps again, but she still stood stubbornly and refused to surrender.

"Good, very good." The head of Qingyun Sect laughed in anger, "Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being rude."

He formed seals with his hands, and an even more powerful force began to gather in his hands.

Jiang Xichen knew that she was doomed this time. But she was not afraid at all. She held the magic weapon tightly, ready to face the final challenge.

The leader of the Qingyun Sect snorted coldly, and then he waved his hand. This time the impact was even more violent, breaking all of Jiang Xichen's ribs. He lay in a pool of blood, dying.

"I didn't expect...I...Jiang Xichen...would be in the hands of my own people..." Jiang Xichen struggled to get up, but finally felt pain in his legs and fell to the ground again, with a mouthful of scarlet blood suddenly spurting out of his mouth.

"Brother Ye...Dad...Mom...Chen'er...I'm...going to look for you..."

Just as the leader of Qingyun Sect was preparing to kill, an incomparable and terrifying spiritual power spread out in all directions like a raging wave, and wherever it passed, the mountains and rivers were cut into pieces.

Jiang Xichen suddenly felt her body warm, and then a warm hand was placed on her head, patting it gently.

"Xichen, don't be afraid."

Jiang Xichen turned around and stared in a daze at a young man who had appeared behind her at some point. This man looked much younger than her, but his eyes revealed a sense of vicissitudes.

Jiang Xichen was not unfamiliar with this person. She even recognized him at a glance. This was none other than Brother Ye, whom she missed very much.

However, this person's current appearance is completely different. Jiang Xichen looked at Ye Qiyan and suddenly remembered the scene when he was a teenager and pushed open the door of Ye Qiyan's shop and saw Ye Qiyan for the first time.

Ye Qian'an at that time was exactly the same as he is now.

"Ye...Brother Ye...you...you actually..."

Ye Qian'an gently stroked Jiang Xichen's head and sighed, "It's been sixty years since we last met, Xichen, don't be afraid."

The head of Qingyun Sect frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist, who are you? This is our Qingyun Sect's own business. If you want to interfere, don't blame me for being rude."

Ye Qian'an was too lazy to talk nonsense. He just moved his fingers slightly, and the leader of the Qingyun Sect, the elders, and those disciples who wanted to kill Jiang Xichen in front of him instantly turned into a wisp of black dust and disappeared without a trace.

However, he did not kill innocent people indiscriminately. He just looked at the Qingyun Sect in front of him and said quietly: "From now on, you are the leader of the Qingyun Sect. Before you leave, I will give you three magic weapons of the Return to Void Stage and a protective formation that can withstand the Mahayana realm."

Before Jiang Xichen could react, Ye Qian'an moved his fingers slightly, and several top-grade spirit stones broke through the air and landed on the various Qiong Mountains of Qingyun Sect. The barrier formed was flashing with colorful light, which was refreshing.

Jiang Xichen raised her right hand high. She wanted to say something, but the pain in her body made her fall directly to the ground. Her lips moved: "Ye...Brother...Brother...don't...go..."

Ye Qian'an sighed, turned around and disappeared out of thin air. He had been away for sixty years. According to the rules of Shenxuan Sect, he must return to Shenxuan Sect within three years, otherwise he would be expelled.

Jiang Xichen's blood rushed to his heart and he vomited blood again. His eyes went dark and he fainted.

When I woke up again, it was already dawn the next day.

The sect disciples were a little surprised when they learned that the leader of Qingyun Sect was replaced by Elder Jiang Xichen, but after learning that the sect protection formation was set up by a powerful person, they decided to accept Jiang Xichen as the leader.

After all, if they don't agree, this formation will kill them in an instant.

Jiang Xichen looked at the three Return to Void Stage magic weapons, several pills, and spirit stones beside the bed, and she smiled deeply bitterly.

"Thank you, Brother Ye." (End of this chapter)