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  Mo Qingchen was taken aback, staring at the puffed-up girl who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere in front of her. Other book friends looked on normally.

  At the age of fourteen or fifteen, with a cultivation base of six layers of refining Qi, her round face was pale with a hint of red, and due to shock and annoyance, her large almond-shaped eyes were wide open, which made her look even more lovely and charming. The delicate black trim on her blue Taoist robe revealed her identity as an inner sect disciple.

  "What about you? Didn't you bring your ears?" The girl asked, raising her chin and glancing carelessly at Mo Qingchen's gray shirt.

  Mo Qingchen's originally gentle and delicate demeanor suddenly turned into a spoiled and overbearing one. She pursed her lips and said to the young girl, "This senior sister of ours, we've never met before, I don't know what fault this junior sister of mine has committed?"

  The girl listened to this and pointed with her hand, "You, you actually said that we have never met before! It's true that you are an uneducated country bumpkin, you don't even have the courage to admit what you've done!"

  Upon hearing such sarcastic words, Mo Qingchen's face turned cold: "Sister, I've always thought my memory was quite good, but I really can't recall where we met before. Why don't you just spell it out for me?"

  In his heart, he thought, such a spoiled and arrogant young lady, if he had really seen her before, how could he have forgotten.

  "More than a year ago, in Tiānyáo City, I was standing there when you bumped into me. I hadn't even spoken yet, and you turned around and ran away. That's not the worst of it, though - after I got back, I realized that the Hánxiāng Jade my father gave me on my birthday had disappeared! Are you saying it was you who stole it?" The girl grew angrier as she spoke, one hand on her hip and the other pointing straight at Mò Qīngchén.

  Mo Qingchen's face changed, and upon hearing the girl's words, she remembered that on that day in Tianyao City, because of her worry about her grandfather's safety, she had hastily bumped into someone and apologized briefly. Although it was somewhat impolite, the implication of her words was clearly that she was a thief...

  "Sister, I think you've misunderstood. My junior sister is absolutely not that kind of person." Duan Qingge couldn't help but speak up from the side.

  Although she was older than the girl, her status was there, and her cultivation was higher than her own, but she couldn't call her by age like Mo Qingchen because they were close.

  The young girl rolled her eyes and snorted disdainfully: "A miscellaneous disciple like you, when did it become your turn to interrupt?"

  Otherwise, she wouldn't have deigned to speak with two lowly disciples like them, if it weren't for her past dealings with Mo Qingchen.

  "This senior sister, I accidentally bumped into you back then, and I'm apologizing to you here. As for the 'Fragrant Jade' you mentioned, it has nothing to do with me." Mo Qingchen spoke calmly and composedly, but a surge of anger rose up in her heart.

  The girl seemed to be infuriated by Mo Qingchen's attitude, glaring at him and saying: "Easy for you to say, if it had nothing to do with you, book fans would still like to read. How come when you bumped into me that day, the Fragrant Jade disappeared? Hmph, you must have liked my Fragrant Jade but couldn't afford it, so you took advantage of the situation and stole it..."

  Mo Qing's face was covered with a layer of frost, and she had been a person for two lifetimes. She hadn't heard harsh words before, but now she was being repeatedly accused of being a thief. This was the first time: "Sister Mo, please be careful with your words!"

  Duan Qing saw the girl's imposing manner and secretly thought that she must have a remarkable background, fearing that Mo Qingchen would not be able to hold back her temper and cause trouble. He quickly pulled on Mo Qingchen's sleeve and said: "Sister, my junior sister is of exceptional character and definitely wouldn't do such a thing. It seems you've misunderstood. As for the Huanxiang Jade..."

  The girl coldly interrupted: "How can people like you know the value of Huanxiang Jade, I suppose you've never even heard of it?"

  Mo Qingchen really didn't want to entangle with this person anymore, and coldly said: "Sister, I'll say it again, I've never taken your Fragrant Jade. If you still don't believe me, then there's nothing I can do."

  Due to the girl's commotion, many disciples had already gathered around to watch the excitement, Mo Qingchen pulled Duan Qingge and turned to leave.

  "Halt!" A girl's voice shouted from behind him.

  "What instructions does Elder Sister have?" Mo Qing asked calmly.

  The young girl said angrily: "I've grown up to be so big, and it's the first time I've met a wild boy who dares to treat me like this. If you hand over the Fragrant Jade today, considering we're from the same school, I'll let it go. Otherwise..."

  "What if not?" Mo Qingchen retorted coldly. She was thinking of keeping a low profile and avoiding making enemies, but that didn't mean she had to swallow her pride and endure humiliation. Longevity was indeed what she had been pursuing with all her heart, but if it meant sacrificing all her dignity for the sake of longevity, then she would rather not have such longevity!

  Moreover, as a prestigious sect, the first rule of the Qinggui is that fellow disciples are not allowed to harm each other, which means that at the very least, on the surface, fellow disciples cannot take each other's lives.

  "Otherwise, I'll beat you to your knees and beg for mercy, hand over the Fragrant Jade personally!" The girl said sternly.

  Mo Qingchen didn't get angry, instead he smiled: "Sister, are you sure you can beat me?"

  The disciples around him burst into laughter.

  Although the rules of the sect prohibit infighting, fighting and comparing skills are not prohibited, and even have a subtle implication of encouragement. This kind of thing that happens because of personal grievances is simply common, but because it's between two young girls, it gets these people excited.

  The girl's aura was extremely strong, and with a flick of her wrist, a golden spiritual energy shot towards Mo Qingchen.

  Mo Qingchen entered the Qingmu Peak and abandoned his original Five Elements Incantation, switching to the Qingmu Peak's popular technique, the Qingmu Incantation. The Qingmu Incantation is a wood-based technique, which is more practical for Mo Qingchen who has been diligently cultivating wood-based techniques with all his heart than the Five Elements Incantation that takes into account all five elements.

  After revising the Wood System's techniques, Mo Qingdun realized that his understanding of the Wood System's magic had also deepened significantly, especially the Entwining Wood Technique, which was now several times more powerful than it was in the past.

  As the golden spiritual energy approached, Mo Qing dust's body lightly shifted to the side, and in an instant, two vines shot out, like two long snakes, flying towards the girl.

  Those two vines, one was dark green, covered with sharp thorns, swaying back and forth like a ferocious giant python.

  Another one is light yellow, and it's much thinner when compared, nothing special about it.

  The two vines, one on the left and one on the right, rushed towards the delicate girl, blocking her way.

  The girl, although arrogant, was not a fool. She threw out a defensive charm to block the path of the dark green vines and then tossed several fire-elemental spell talismans at the light yellow vines.

  In the five elements of restraint, although it is said that gold restrains wood, fire-based spells can still have a significant restraining effect on wood-based spells that are truly induced by plants.

  The girl's first move was to use a golden spell, generally speaking, the ones that come out subconsciously are the ones that feel most natural, but after all, she only had six layers of refining energy, whether it was the casting time or the spell's power, neither could compare to using talismans for direct effectiveness.

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but have a slightly improved impression of the young girl. In any case, her response this time was much better than her temper.

  It's been over a year and Mo Qingchen's three vines have reached five hundred years old, each gaining new abilities.

  This resilient shallow yellow vine, its ability is not afraid of fire burning, not afraid of knife chopping, but under the gaze of many eyes, she does not want to expose too much of her secrets. As soon as the girl threw the talisman over, she immediately raised her hand and retrieved the shallow yellow vine, letting the fire-type talisman that exploded in mid-air hit nothing.

  At the same time, another dark green vine shook and flew out, baring its teeth and pouncing on the girl.

  This dark green vine is thick and menacing, covered in sharp thorns, and would make anyone who sees it feel a chill.

  The girl seemed wealthy and arrogant, casting a disdainful glance before tossing out a defensive charm. Just as she let out a slight sigh of relief, she felt a chill beneath her feet.

  She looked down and was stunned to see that her ankle was being wrapped around by a slender, light yellow vine. The vine then quickly entwined itself around her body like a wisteria flower, instantly binding her hands and feet.

  The girl struggled with all her might, but found that the more she moved, the tighter it became, and even breathing was getting difficult. She panicked a bit and shouted at Mo Qingchen: "Let me go quickly!"

  Mo Qingchen thought to himself, after all, he was spoiled and had a broad vision since childhood, but his combat awareness was insufficient. He actually forgot that the original intention of the Wood Binding Technique was to entangle the enemy's legs with vines on the ground to restrict their movement.

  "Sister, aren't you supposed to make your junior sister kneel down and apologize? Shouldn't it be...?" Mo Qingchen deliberately stopped speaking, she wasn't the kind of person who would let someone hit her left cheek and then offer her right cheek for another hit. Although if she really forced this girl to do that, the grudge between them would only grow bigger. But scaring her a bit was harmless.

  As expected, the girl listened and was shocked and angry, saying: "How dare you! Do you know who I am?"

  Mo Qingchen couldn't help but laugh, "Isn't it true that all those with good backgrounds love to say this?"

  Thinking so, he took a step forward and approached the girl. In the girl's vigilant and angry eyes, he withdrew his vines and said in a clear voice: "I don't know who you are, nor do I know who your father is. However, if my sister is not convinced, I'm willing to accompany her at any time. Whenever you've beaten me, you can set the conditions."

  "Really?" The girl's eyes lit up.

  Mo Qingchen smiled and said: "That's natural, but you have to defeat me with your own hands, if you ask for help, then I can only admit that you've found a good helper!"

  The girl was stirred up by Mo Qingchen's words and immediately said: "Alright, you wait, next time I'll definitely beat you until you beg for mercy."

  Mo Qingchen had seen early on that although the girl was spoiled and arrogant, she also had a bit of pride. That's why he spoke out to provoke her. Seeing her say this, he let out a sigh of relief and pulled Duan Qingge along, turning to leave.

  "Hey, wait!" The girl behind him shouted.

  Mo Qingchen turned back.

  "My name is Chen Jiao Xiang, what's yours? You don't even dare to leave your name, are you thinking of hiding when the time comes?" The girl said with her chin up.

  "Mo Qingchen, I am Mo Qingchen." Mo Qingchen raised his eyebrows and left with Duan Qingge.

  Few formal disciples passed by where they were, and the vast majority of onlookers were miscellaneous disciples. Although not many had seen Mo Qingchen and his companion before, even fewer hadn't heard of "Qingqing Shuangjuan". As soon as Mo Qingchen reported their names, many people exclaimed in surprise.

  Not far away, a gentle-looking Foundation Establishment cultivator withdrew his divine sense and turned to a doll-faced Foundation Establishment cultivator: "Junior brother, that little girl doesn't seem as stubborn and conservative as you said?"