There were three female cultivators living in the same courtyard as Mo Qingchen. Apart from Hu Yanran, who had already been killed by her, the other two did not participate in this trial of Worry and Joy Valley due to their insufficient cultivation.

  In the past, these two people had always looked down on Mo Qingchen because she was promoted from a miscellaneous servant disciple, and they rarely spoke to her.

  Mo Qingchen was just happy to be quiet and peaceful, keeping a distance from them. This kind of harsh and shrill speech was still the first time in years.

  Mo Qingchen, who had gone through the carnage and walked out of the secret realm, asked in a low voice, and there was an aura that made the two women stunned.

  A moment later, the female cultivator who released the transmission talisman became annoyed and said: "What I sent has nothing to do with you!"

  Seeing her reaction, Mo Qingchen became even more certain that there was a problem.

  She hasn't been back for so long, and as soon as she shows up, she sends a message symbol. That must be to inform others. Judging from their expressions, it's clear that the person they want to inform is not her friend. Moreover, since she came to Yao Guang Sect, apart from Duan Qing Ge, she really doesn't have any friends.

  Mo Qingchen didn't say another word and turned around to run away.

  "Hey, you can't leave!" A female cultivator hastily shouted from behind, seeing Mo Qingchen not stopping at all, the two women quickly chased after him.

  Mo Qingchen had only run a few dozen feet when a streak of light flashed across the horizon, and immediately after, a female cultivator jumped down from her flying sword and blocked Mo Qingchen's path.

  Mo Qingchen suddenly stopped in his tracks and stared at the female cultivator in front of him.

  All that can be seen is this female immortal with high hair, phoenix eyes shining brightly, wearing a crimson-colored palace long dress, revealing a snowy white neck, delicate collarbone faintly visible under the thin gauze.

  "Is she Mo Qingchen?" The female cultivator's phoenix eyes stared tightly at Mo Qingchen, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, as she asked the two female cultivators who were rushing over from behind.

  "Returning to Master Shu's words, she is indeed!" One of the female cultivators panted and secretly thought that although their cultivation was about the same, she ran faster than a rabbit.

  After hearing the nun's words, the palace-dressed nun refocused her gaze on Mo Qingchen, lingering on her face for a moment before snickering: "Hmph! I thought she was some kind of heavenly beauty, but it turns out she's just a yellow-haired brat!"

  Mo Qingchen was certain that he didn't know the woman in front of him, but she had been thinking about meeting him with such care and attention to detail. He wondered what her reason could be... Could it be because of the trouble that person had brought?

  A young girl with a hint of greenness stood in front of her, wearing a simple blue shirt that set off her slender figure like a willow branch just sprouting. The palace-dressed nun felt a flash of annoyance and coldly said: "What's wrong, you don't even salute when you see me? You're indeed a wild girl who bewitches people with her looks, without any rules!"

  These words are too humiliating, Mo Qingchen's body trembled with anger, this old woman and that bastard, aren't they in cahoots, how can they both speak to me like this!

  Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel even more annoyed at that person. Now she was certain that the woman had come to find fault with her because of him.

  Despite this, Mo Qingchen still bowed and said: "Senior."

  The disparity in their cultivation was right there, and she had no choice but to lower her head.

  "Senior?" The palace-dressed female cultivator repeated, and then said "Didn't you hear what they called her?"

  Mo Qingchen lowered his eyelids and gazed directly at the ground, saying: "Only fellow disciples can call each other Shifu, so I dare to address you as Master Uncle."

  The rules of the Yao Guang Sect: disciples below the level of Dan must wear the sect's uniform, regardless of their status or position.

  She was dressed in palace attire, yet her demeanor was that of a cultivator from the Foundation Building stage. No one would have dared to guess that she wasn't a member of the Jade Light Sect. She addressed him as senior, and shouldn't have been picked out for any reason.

  However, if the two schools are on good terms and their cultivation is equivalent, it's acceptable to address each other as "fellow disciples".

  Mo Qingchen no longer asked about worldly affairs, but still understood these common courtesies.

  But then again, this female cultivator isn't a disciple of the Yao Guang Sect, so why can she come and go as she pleases, and still be so arrogant?

  Suddenly, a strong gust of wind struck her, and she instinctively cast the Wind Warding Spell. She took a step back with her feet, but heard a loud "slap" sound, and her left cheek felt a burning pain.

  "You're so eloquent with your words, but you're actually distorting the truth. Is this how you deceived Ye Shixiong with your clever tongue?" The palace-dressed female cultivator rebuked loudly.

  More and more passing disciples began to gather around, but the palace-dressed female cultivator didn't care at all, only releasing the pressure of the foundation-building cultivator towards Mo Qingchen.

  Fortunately, Mo Qingchen was born with a strong divine consciousness, and in the secret realm, he had also fought to the death with a second-level demon beast equivalent to the early foundation-building cultivation. He did not kneel on the ground under pressure as this female cultivator had expected, but instead stood up straighter.

  "Elder, I wouldn't dare to be unreasonable or forceful, nor would I pester Ye Shifu as you said."

  Mo Qingchen hadn't finished speaking when there was another "slap" sound, and the right side of his cheek also turned red and swollen.

  "How did this junior sister provoke a master uncle in the foundation period?" someone among the onlookers quietly asked.

  "That person is not one of our Yao Guang Pai people." Another disciple said.

  The person who asked the question earlier exclaimed: "What? Not a member of the Yao Guang Sect, yet so arrogant?"

  Another person hastily pulled him and said, "Speak softly, if you're heard, you'll be in trouble. Although she's not a member of the Yao Guang Sect, her status is extraordinary. Not to mention those Shifu, even Shizu would have to show respect."

  "Why?"

  Another person gave him a glance and said, "Or should I tell you that this woman is not just someone who only knows how to cultivate foolishly? She's the niece of Yu Shui Feng Peak's master, and it's said she's the sole daughter of Lu Xia Men's master. The female cultivator who returned with Ye Shifu a few years ago was her!"

  "Ah, with such a big backing, how dare that junior sister still provoke? Is she looking to die?" The person from before sucked in a breath of cold air and said.

  Another person sighed and said, "You really are stupid from practicing too much. Didn't you hear that Ye Shifu liked a little girl the other day? It must be this Shimei. That senior is quite formidable, it's said that many female cultivators who had entanglements with Ye Shifu were dealt with by her. Alright, just watch."

  "Senior, if you don't believe me, why not go ask Ye Shifu personally? Why make things difficult for a junior disciple like me who is still in the Qi Refining stage?" Mo Qingchen suppressed her urge to lash out, not to mention that she was no match for him, but also because she had overheard the whispers of the onlookers earlier.

  As a lone and unsupported female cultivator with low cultivation, if she were to fight with her, even if she took the opportunity to kill herself, no one would stand up for her. Even if she didn't take advantage of the situation to kill her, as soon as they clashed, it's likely that she would be the one to end up being punished in the end.

  Could it be that this is what she had in mind?

  Another two loud slaps rang out, Mo Qingchen only felt stars bursting in front of his eyes, and his footsteps stumbled for a moment.

  "You're still talking big"

  The palace-dressed woman's figure moved again, but then a voice was heard saying: "Ruan Shimei, please spare your hand."

  As everyone looked on, a man in his forties walked over, with eyes so small that it was hard to tell whether they were open or closed. He was the disciple of the executive who had brought Mo Qingchen to Qingmu Peak back then.

  "Who are you?" The palace-dressed female cultivator raised an eyebrow and said, her demeanor not showing any restraint despite the visitor being a mid- Foundation Establishment cultivator with a higher cultivation level than herself.

  Someone whispered, "Yaoguang Sect has hundreds of foundation-building disciples, and you're an outsider who doesn't recognize them, which is normal. However, Miss's overbearing reputation is well-known throughout Yaoguang Sect." With a polite tone, he said: "Ruan Shimei, my surname is Qian, I'm a disciple of Qingmu Peak's executive deacon. I don't know how this ignorant girl offended you, but if she did something wrong, please tell me, and I'll hand her over to the Training Hall's senior brothers for punishment."

  The palace-dressed woman glared with her phoenix eyes and coldly hummed: "How, I just want to personally teach this little girl a lesson, can't I?"

  Qian surname Xiu Shi's heart was annoyed, he didn't expect this woman to be so arrogant and unreasonable just because she had a powerful backer, not giving him any face at all. On the surface, however, he calmly said: "What is Junior Sister Ruan talking about? This little girl in the Refining Qi stage actually dares to provoke you, even if she were beaten half to death it would be what she deserves. However, as a senior who has also experienced things, I'll remind Junior Sister that men in this world are generally fond of beauties and cherish them, Xiu Shi is no exception."

  The woman heard the words behind her and her expression relaxed a bit, but she was not willing to let Mo Qingchen off so easily. She stubbornly said, "Hmph, men are all so stupid!"

  "Hehehe, Master Ruan's sister, then I'll take this little girl away." Qian said with a wink at Mo Qingchen.

  Mo Qingchen had just taken a step forward when he heard the palace-dressed woman say, "Wait, I want to take a closer look at this girl and see what makes her stand out."

  As she spoke, she walked up and stretched out her hand, actually wanting to lift Mo Qingchen's bangs.

  Even if she was slapped a few times, Mo Qingchen's face remained calm and composed, but the female cultivator's action made her heart greatly shocked.

  She's all too aware of the trouble her current appearance would bring, if she were to reveal herself to others today. Without the ability to protect herself, she'd never have a peaceful day again, let alone be able to focus on cultivating her skills!

  "Cough, sister Ruan, why must you do this? There's something brother forgot to say. This is a place under the jurisdiction of Master He Guang, who likes quietness and dislikes people fighting here. As his brother, I'm just following Master He Guang's orders to remind you. But don't worry, sister, I'll take this girl back and punish her properly."

  Perhaps it was the name of Guang Zhenren that made Palace Dressing Girl's heart born with fear, she hesitated for a moment, and finally stared at Mo Qingchen fiercely: "You got lucky, stinky girl, unless you leave Qingmu Peak, otherwise..."

  Until the Palace Dressed Female Cultivator walked far away, Qian surname cultivator swept a glance at the surrounding crowd and shouted: "You are all so idle, don't you need to cultivate?"

  The crowd dispersed in an instant.

  Qian's gaze swept coldly towards the two female cultivators who lived in the same courtyard as Mo Qingchen, and they shrank back slightly, saying: "Master Qian..."

  "Shut up! You're going to the discipline hall right now!" scolded Master Qian.

  "Qian Shibo, we have no choice either—" a female cultivator said with a hint of grievance.

  A sense of intimidation swept over them, and the two women fell to the ground together. They didn't dare argue about anything anymore, got up hastily and left.

  Qian Xiu looked at Lao Gao's swollen face and sighed: "You go back"

  Mo Qingchen bent his knees: "Thank you, Master Qian."

  "Don't thank me, if you must thank someone, thank Huang Zhongren instead." With that, the Qian surname master uncle flew away on his sword.

  Mo Qingdun was stunned for a moment, turned around and lifted his foot to leave, but stopped again.

  Not far away, Ye Tianyuan was standing there, and he didn't know when he came.