Chapter 3

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"Hahaha, shatter it well! Things that should never have been born ought to die early. He must be in extreme pain, unable to even save his only daughter. He has lost."

Tianjizi suddenly burst into loud laughter upon hearing Luo Qingci's words. With his body shaking, his casually arranged hair became disheveled, lacking any trace of the ethereal demeanor of a sect leader.

Luo Qingci couldn't help but be puzzled. Why did Tianjizi's words sound like the complaints of a resentful wife? What kind of love-hate relationship did he have with the Dragon King to be so ruthless?

"Shouldn't it have been born? Are you talking about the heroine?"

Tianjizi laughed, then abruptly started coughing violently, spitting blood from his mouth. He wiped his lips and fixed his gaze on Luo Qingci, his voice hoarse, "I don't know how long my seclusion will last. Promise me that while I am in seclusion, you will wipe out the dragon race in the world. Such self-righteous and wicked creatures will only bring disaster to humanity."

"You are my most proud disciple, the one I have painstakingly trained. Do not let me down. You must master the Emotionless Sword Technique. You need to understand that only by being emotionless can one be desireless, and only by being desireless can one achieve the ultimate strength. Only by being emotionless can one remain impartial and attain the Dao."

Luo Qingci's heart shivered at his words. Emotionless and desireless—practicing the Emotionless Path. No wonder the heroine was like that; it wasn't just inherent but also a result of Tianjizi's perverse training.

"I understand, Master."

Seeing Tianjizi close his eyes and seemingly unwilling to speak further, Luo Qingci lowered her head and quickly left.

She felt anxious, worried that the "little beast" would be discovered by others.

The reason was simple: Luo Qingci clearly remembered that there was a very troublesome dragon-subduing divine wood in the Tianyan Sect, which was specifically designed to counter dragons.

As long as there was a trace of dragon aura in the Tianyan Sect, the dragon-subduing divine wood would reveal signs.

Moreover, the sap of the dragon-subduing divine wood was a divine elixir for ordinary people, but it was a deadly poison for dragons. Once ingested, it would not only reveal the dragon's form but could even be fatal.

The heroine's Dragon King father fell victim to this thing.

Luo Qingci sighed inwardly as she left Tianjizi's seclusion chamber.

She glanced around at the surrounding majestic and beautiful mountains, shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.

The Tianyan Sect seemed to be floating in mid-air, nestled among the mist and clouds, more breathtaking than Luo Qingci had imagined in that world. It was grand and magnificent.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Qingci's face, like frost and snow, showed a hint of bewilderment.

She felt as though she had been pulled into a game world, except this game couldn't be saved or restarted.

"Well, let's treat it as a game. I'll do my best to follow the main storyline and hope not to meet an early demise."

On her way, she encountered sect disciples, each standing upright and bowing respectfully, saying, "Greetings, Lord Huaizhu," their voices tight with reverence and awe.

Luo Qingci's face was expressionless, but inside, she felt a storm of emotions. This kind of authoritative presence was unsettling yet stirring.

Upon entering her courtyard, Luo Qingci found that someone was already there.

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