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For the next three months, Chen Li informed Shen Qingyue that he would begin seclusion to refine pills. With the help of the hedgehog, the process went exceptionally smoothly. The hedgehog not only eliminated all impurities from the medicinal materials, ensuring that the pills produced were of the highest quality, but it could also precisely control the temperature, allowing him to expend minimal effort.
Most of the time, he only needed to refer to the pill formula and combine the corresponding materials step by step to form the pills. This cycle continued, and before they knew it, three months had passed in the blink of an eye.
On the last day of this period, Shen Qingyue was sitting under the eaves of the courtyard in a daze when she suddenly heard a commotion outside. Moments later, the barrier she had set up was broken through. Soon after, a group of uninvited guests gathered in the courtyard.
To her surprise, all of them were Ninth Level students. At their forefront stood Ye Lingyun, who was beaming as he looked back at the many Ninth Level students behind him.
"Senior brothers and sisters, this is Chen Li's residence. We can see right now if he has prepared any pills for you!"
As he spoke, a chilling aura suddenly flashed. Shen Qingyue stood in front of everyone, her small figure acting as an insurmountable barrier that blocked Ye Lingyun and his companions' path. Her delicate face was filled with a cold expression that seemed out of place for her nine years of age.
Ye Lingyun paused in surprise, looking at Shen Qingyue with a hint of astonishment in his eyes. In just three months, this little girl had grown significantly. Though her face still bore a youthful innocence, she already possessed an enchanting beauty. If she grew any more, what would happen?
Feeling a ripple of emotions within him, Ye Lingyun feigned nonchalance as he clasped his hands together and spoke with a hint of frivolity. "Shen Qingyue, your brother has allowed his pet beast to steal Elixirs. He himself made a military oath to refine pills as compensation within three months; otherwise, I would be free to deal with him. Since today is the last day, we are here to find him, and this has nothing to do with you. I hope you won't delay our business."
Shen Qingyue coldly stared at Ye Lingyun, remaining unfazed. "Since three months is the deadline, until the very last second and without my brother's permission, you absolutely cannot enter!"
"Oh? This little girl is quite fierce," one Ninth Level student behind Ye Lingyun remarked sarcastically. "I advise you not to overestimate yourself; otherwise, you'll suffer for it!"
"Shen Qingyue, this has nothing to do with you right now. We don't want to make things difficult for a little girl, so step aside!"
Another sturdy Ninth-Level Male Student's tone turned cold as well. They had endured rigorous training in their academy for so long, and now that they were finally able to leave, they were ready to choose their own Spirit Sword. This was something every student entering the academy dreamed of.
After all, the Spirit Swords on Spirit Sword Mountain were left behind by the first generation Saint of the Qian Sheng Empire, and it was tied to their identity, status, and the level of their life-bound magical weapon. This was a crossroads more important than anything else.
For the fortunate ones, they would soar to great heights. For the unfortunate ones, they would fade into obscurity.
They had worked hard for tomorrow's Spirit Sword Mountain and prepared thoroughly. However, three months ago, they suddenly learned that the precious Qi Gathering Pills prepared for them by the Dan Hall had been eaten by a first-level student's pet beast!
This news struck like a bolt from the blue! It wasn't just a few stolen pills; it was as if their hopes had been devoured! After all, who wouldn't want an extra layer of assurance and more opportunities when entering Spirit Sword Mountain?
But this hope had been destroyed by a Spirit Pet! How could they accept that? They were all proud individuals; who would want to admit that they were even inferior to a beast? And now they had to pay for it with their own futures?
So even if a celestial being or a child stood before them, they were determined to confront Chen Li and demand an explanation!
Shen Qingyue looked at the crowd, a glint of cold light flashing in her eyes. Although she was Ji Xiao, as the Celestial Empress's reincarnation, how could she fear these people?
Immediately, she hardened her expression and refused to back down even an inch. "I won't move unless my brother comes out!"
As soon as Shen Qingyue said this, it infuriated the Ninth-Level students even more. They were already seething with anger over the Qi Gathering Pill incident, and now being blocked by a nine-year-old girl felt like a tremendous humiliation.
"You little brat, you're asking for trouble!"
A burly Ninth-Level Student stepped forward. His name was Fang Zhen; he had thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, with a face full of muscle that made him look like an iron tower. He wore a dark green outfit and had a heavy sword hanging at his waist, exuding an aura of ferocity.
Although he had only taken a step forward, the ground trembled slightly beneath him.
Especially his eyes, fierce as a wolf's, and his voice boomed like thunder: "Little girl, I will say this one last time—get out of the way!"
This was not an ordinary shout; it was infused with vital energy, a sound wave technique known as the Thunderous Roar.
Ordinary Ninth Level Students could not master such a technique; only those who practiced special body-refining methods could merge their vital energy with their voice to unleash powerful sound waves capable of causing significant damage.
Fang Zhen was anxious to confirm whether Chen Li had successfully refined the elixir, so he was determined to drive Shen Qingyue away from the start.
As the Thunderous Roar erupted, a tremendous sense of pressure enveloped Shen Qingyue.
Unfazed, she remained calm; although she was Ji Xiao, she was also the Celestial Empress's reincarnation and would not fear such an attack.
She coldly regarded Fang Zhen, a hint of disdain flickering in her eyes: "If you want to fight, then come out!"
With that, Shen Qingyue waved her small hand, and an invisible force transformed into a palm that instantly crushed Fang Zhen's Thunderous Roar.
"Huh?" Fang Zhen was taken aback by this and found it somewhat interesting.
Grinning menacingly, his voice low and filled with anger, he said, "Since you don’t know your place, don’t blame me for being rude!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Zhen lunged forward like a fierce tiger toward Shen Qingyue.
His fist whistled through the air, aimed directly at her throat.
This punch was both swift and brutal, clearly intent on causing harm.
Ye Lingyun stood nearby, watching the scene with great interest.
He did not stop Fang Zhen; instead, a sly smile crept across his face. He hoped Shen Qingyue would suffer a bit so that he could get closer to her and enjoy her favor.
Shen Qingyue frowned slightly.
After all, Fang Zhen was a Ninth Level Student and showed no mercy in this attack. If she took this punch head-on, she would likely be seriously injured.
However, she had no choice but to prevent these people from affecting her dear brother.
Thus, her gaze hardened as her Divine Soul surged; she prepared to break the seal on her cultivation.
At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind her.
"Xiao Yue, what are you doing?"
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