Chapter 17 Poor Fang Qingwei

"Herodus!!"

A group of young men from aristocratic families rode their horses straight out of the city.

When the pedestrians, vendors, and warriors on the road saw it, they all hurried to get out of the way.

In the entire Longyuan City, no one dares to provoke this group of young people. They are the treasures and beloved ones of various clans and families. If anything happens to any of them, it will be a very serious matter.

Li Ping'an glanced around and found that in addition to these young people from aristocratic families, there were also many followers and guards.

Like Li Tianhai, the chief guard of the Li family, he followed behind obediently with a group of guards.

The same goes for the Fang family. There is even a master in the spiritual realm watching over them to prevent any mistakes from happening when going out of town to hunt and to prevent the second young lady from getting hurt.

The same was true for the other noble families. When their attendants and guards gathered together, there were hundreds of them.

Li Ping'an retracted his gaze and muttered in his heart, wondering why the Lord God had arranged for him to hunt in the wilderness.

As the saying goes, what the leader does is what the subordinates follow. Many of the young men from the noble families in Longyuan City imitated the second young lady of the Fang family's hunting behavior. His previous incarnation was no exception, he was just a little unlucky.

Reasonable, very reasonable.

Li Pingan nodded.

Riding on Qianlixue, Fang Qingwei was surrounded by a crowd of people. She kept an eye on Li Pingan out of the corner of her eyes. Seeing his actions, she felt inexplicably surprised.

"I must have seen it wrong just now. How could this person have the same temperament as my sister?"

Before arriving at Yuhua Immortal Gate and being influenced by some of the people there, Fang Qingwei was still normal. She had heard and seen her sister Fang Qingxue join the immortal gate and cultivate magical powers since she was a child, and deep in her heart she still admired her sister very much.

Even Li Ping'an, who had a similar temperament, was looked up to by her.

"Sister is such a natural person, how can someone from such a small family compare to her?"

Fang Qingwei snorted coldly and looked away, thinking that she had seen it wrong.

The group rode on horseback and soon arrived at the chosen hunting ground outside the city, a large mountain range.

"This is the famous Black Mountain Range. There are a lot of ferocious beasts and even monsters living in the mountains. Warriors with divine power and aura will not get any good results if they go in. Young Master, you have to be careful."

Li Tianhai reminded, looking somewhat surprised: "I didn't expect the Fang family to choose this place to hunt. Aren't they afraid that the young masters and young ladies will get hurt?"

He didn't know that Fang Qingxue's return gave Fang Qingwei, as her biological sister, many benefits, including magical instruments, talismans, and elixirs.

She got a lot of things used by the practitioners in the immortal sect, and she became excited and wanted to try her hand at it.

"stop!"

When they approached the foot of Black Mountain, they stopped.

Although she wanted to try out the magic weapons and talismans in her hands, Fang Qingwei had not lost her mind. The Black Mountain Range was considered a dangerous place nearby. There were groups of ferocious beasts in the mountains and one would get hurt if not careful.

She fixed her eyes on the master of the spiritual realm who led the Fang family team, "Butler Mu, take a group of people to the front and find an environment suitable for us to hunt."

"Yes, Second Miss!"

The head of the "Butler Mu" group of people unceremoniously mobilized some people to explore the way ahead.

Fang Qingwei rode on Qianlixue, swaying back and forth in her snow-white boots inlaid with jade.

"Qiang!"

A clear sword sound was heard, and Fang Qingwei pulled out the magic sword given to her by her sister Fang Qingxue.

It was a three-foot-long sword, the blade was light, silvery white, and looked like a stream of autumn water. Under the sunlight, the blade reflected lightly, revealing an unparalleled edge.

"What a sword!"

Many young men from aristocratic families exclaimed in praise.

Even Li Ping'an couldn't help but be attracted to it. The magic sword, this was the first thought in his mind.

In the world of 'Eternal Life', many elixirs have grades, and so do magic weapons and instruments. They are divided into magic instruments, spiritual instruments, treasure instruments, Taoist instruments, immortal instruments, etc. The preciousness of their grades is often one level higher than that of elixirs. Powerful magic weapons can often allow people to fight across levels. All these magical and mysterious aspects can be regarded as the characteristics of this world.

After all, the "ancestor" of this world is a supreme and great artifact! In the secular world, a magic sword is priceless, and its power is even greater. The warrior who holds it is invincible at the same level, and fighting against opponents of higher levels is not a problem.

If it were in the world of martial arts, it would be a top-notch sword, like the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, which would shatter with a single touch.

"The sword is named Qiuxue, and it was given to me by my sister."

Fang Qingwei took over, fluently performing three sword flowers, and raised her head with a bit of pride.

Just like children showing off their red envelopes during Chinese New Year.

Li Pingan was watching from a distance, his face looking a little strange, trying hard to suppress a smile.

Magical instruments, although they sound very impressive, are actually just made by the baptism of magic power from a cultivator with supernatural powers. They are not considered very valuable in the world of cultivation.

The more likely possibility is that Fang Qingxue saw it, casually drew out a long sword, and used her magic power to accomplish it.

Isn't this just playing with children?

I don’t know what Fang Qingwei would think after she knew what happened, but Li Pingan was happy anyway.

It seems that in the original novel, Fang Qingxue almost let Fang Qingwei do whatever she wanted and didn't care about her at all. The things she gave to Fang Han several times were much better than Fang Qingwei's.

I remember that before the inner disciple assessment, someone gave her a low-level spiritual weapon to please her, and she was very happy about it.

Poor child.

Li Ping'an looked at Fang Qingwei in the center of the crowd with pity.

She thought this was a very good thing and showed it off.

Compared to her sister's wealth, this is really nothing.

"Ok?"

Fang Qingwei was quick to react. Feeling someone's sympathetic gaze, she looked over immediately and their eyes met.

What kind of look is that?

Fang Qingwei immediately became annoyed and no longer cared that Li Ping'an's temperament was somewhat similar to her sister's, and she immediately shouted.

"Li Ping'an, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at the second lady's big sword." Li Ping'an answered honestly.

Fang Qingwei was furious. Although she didn't know why, she felt that this was not a good thing to say.

"Why, do you think this sword is bad?" she said in a cold tone.

"The gift from the eldest lady is naturally excellent and quite suitable for the second lady."

Li Ping'an spoke respectfully, as if he was coaxing a child.

Fang Qingwei was sixteen or seventeen years old. In the eyes of a man who was twenty-four or twenty-five and had just graduated from college and worked for a year or two, she was just a child, at most the age of having just entered high school.

Putting aside the arrogant and willful character of the young man from an aristocratic family in the original novel, it’s actually just like that.

Anyway, they are much better than those three demons who killed and buried children of their own age.

——Refers to before entering the gate of metamorphosis.

Once you step into the world of cultivation, there is nothing much to say. If your hands are not stained with blood or human life, you would be embarrassed to tell others that you are a cultivator.

How can you cultivate immortality without killing people?

"Hmph!" Fang Qingwei snorted coldly and did not pursue the matter any further.

Many disciples from aristocratic families nearby looked at Li Ping'an in shock, as if they had seen a real god. Is this okay? !

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