C64 (1/2)

Lan Yuan was running out of lifespan. His whole face was covered with wrinkles, and his old eyes were cloudy and blurry.

However, the moment he looked over, Zhou Qing's heart suddenly skipped a beat. It was as if a venomous snake was staring at him, and all the hair on his body instantly stood on end!

Fortunately, Lan Yuan only glanced at him once before his head lowered again. It was unknown if he noticed Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing's expression was calm as he let out a light breath. He looked past Lan Yuan to the two people behind him.

The representative of the Lan family wasn't from the Lan family, but an elite disciple of the Mysterious Sky Sect!

This person carried a long sword on his back, had black hair flowing down his shoulders, and was dressed in snow-white clothes. He seemed like an immortal that had descended from the heavens, exuding an extraordinary aura.

His spiritual power was extremely strong, having already broken through to the peak of the Soul Condensation Realm. He was just a step away from becoming a Mage. He was an expert amongst the Soul Condensation Realm.

The Lan family, which was the last of the four noble families, had invested a lot to protect their position this time.

Looking at this Black Heaven School elite, Zhou Qing's eyes narrowed.

For some reason, he felt a sense of familiarity with this fellow.

After pausing for a moment, Zhou Qing turned to look at the person next to him, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

Who else could it be other than Lan Ningxia?

It wasn't just Zhou Qing. Many of the spectators had strange expressions on their faces when they saw the former.

Who didn't know that Lan Ning was the Lan family's second son?

As a direct descendant of the Lan family, she possessed countless cultivation resources that caused one to be jealous. Even a mediocre person with a grade one mortal spirit bone would be able to smash it into the Soul Condensation Realm with pills.

But for the past few years, Lan Ningxia's cultivation had been stuck at the peak of the spirit realm …

Scolding him as trash would be praising him!

But why would such trash be sent to participate in the Opening Spirit Realm competition?

Most people didn't understand, but Zhou Qing and some of the other Chosen from the Door of Immortality frowned.

Something was not right!

In this ranking tournament, the Lan Clan would surely be aware of the fact that the ancient monuments were meant for the four great clans. They would definitely invite the elites of the Mysterious Sky Sect to assist them in it.

However, a match at the spirit realm had made Lan Ning realize that the popinjay had no trump cards at all.

Perhaps something unexpected would happen in the Large Competition this time …

At this moment, this thought emerged in the minds of many people.

As the people of the four great families entered the arena, all the forces that were participating in the ranking tournament were gathered there.

Of the four great families, three Patriarchs had arrived at the same time. Their auras were intimidating, and the large arena gradually quietened down.

After the disciples of the four great families parted ways with their elders, they walked into the arena. All eyes in the arena were on them at the same time.

Lan Ning was at the end of the line. He was originally sloppy, but when he sensed everyone's eyes on him, he hurriedly raised his head and strutted forward with a confident smile on his face.

If it wasn't for the fact that those who knew him well understood him, they would truly have had the demeanor of a descendant of a noble family.

Enjoying the treatment that was the focus of thousands of eyes, Lan Ningxia was complacent. He had already made up his mind.

With the treasure his father had bestowed upon him, it was as easy as flipping his hand to make it into the top four of the spirit realm competition. Once he used the power of his most precious treasure, these so-called Heaven's Pride of the Hundred Families would be nothing more than a bunch of trash in front of him.

Under the close attention of hundreds of thousands of cultivators, he was in the limelight as he forcefully defeated his opponents and took first place …

Thinking about what was about to happen, Lan Ningxia became extremely excited.

He would definitely smash their faces when he returned to the clan after taking down the spirit realm competition.

I am also a genius, not a trash!

Twice, Blood Bodhi had been robbed. This had caused Lan Ning's status in the clan to plummet.

Although the clansmen did not dare to say it out loud to their faces, he had heard of the tongue-tied people behind their backs.

Thinking of this, Lan Ningshuai once again thought of that guy called Song Changqing.

It was that damned guy who had stolen the blood of the Lan family from him twice. He had also stolen a Purgatory Pills from him. He had disgraced himself.

”If I meet you again, I'll break your dog legs and cripple your cultivation!”

Lan Ningwen's eyes were filled with hatred as he thought to himself.

Lan Ningxia withdrew his thoughts, and looked at the beautiful female cultivator. He was suddenly overjoyed.

All the female cultivators present were the most outstanding disciples of their respective immortal sects. They had extraordinary grace and grace, and all of them were like fairies that descended from the heavens.

Just as Lan Ning's gaze swept over it, a familiar face suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Lan Ningxia trembled the moment he saw this face.

Song Changqing?! Am I seeing things?]

Currently, the Lan family was hunting for this fellow. How dare he appear in the northern city?

Unconsciously rubbing his eyes, Lan Ningxia once again looked over with rapt attention.

This time he saw it clearly, it was indeed Song Changqing, staring at him and sneering incessantly!

The past came back to him in an instant. Lan Ning couldn't help but cry out.

”Song Changqing!”

The huge arena was extremely quiet, and Lan Ningwen's screams could be heard loud and clear.

The next moment, hundreds of thousands of gazes fell on him in unison.

The elite member of the Mystic Heaven Sect who had been assisting the Lan family also stopped in his tracks. As he turned around, a ruthless killing intent flashed across his eyes.

”Second Young Master Lan, how have you been?”

Zhou Qing pursed his lips into a sneer.

He had never intended to hide it from the start, but since Lan Ningxia had already seen it, he decided to greet him.

”Don't come near me!”

The latter's face instantly turned deathly pale, and she subconsciously retreated a few steps. Her expression was as though she had seen a ghost.

”Song Changqing... Why does this name sound so familiar? ”