As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

Chapter 822: Chapter 262: At the Age of Five, Xi Xi Condenses True Qi to Enter Grandmaster Realm, Forging the Six Desires with the Power of a Sword Immortal [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_3

“Even Yang Yi, who ranks second on the Dragon List of the Qianyuan Divine Sect and is known for his Innate Divine Strength capable of drawing the Thousand Jin Divine Bow, struggles to compete with Qingqing,”

Young Taoist Master Yue Weizheng praised.

“Great God Lv Taibai is an unparalleled teacher, and the likelihood of Qingqing becoming his last Direct Disciple is extremely high.”

A hint of a smile suddenly appeared on the tender face of Ao Qingqing.

The Princess Consort, having finished scattering the bait, clapped her hands. Her dull eyes, upon hearing the Young Taoist Master’s words, regained a glimmer of light.

Ao Qingqing… She was her last hope in Dao City.

Originally, she lived in the Spring Pavilion, using herself as a bait, hoping to attract the Netherworld Ox Demon to kill her.

However, when she learned that the Netherworld and Yellow Sword Wine had collaborated to kill the Martial Saint of the Su Family, Su Wenxi,

any thoughts the Princess Consort had of pretending to be gravely injured to lure the Bull Demon vanished immediately.

She moved back to the Daoist Master Mansion, feeling a suffocation within her heart.

The power of the Netherworld…

Unknowingly, it seemed stronger than she had ever imagined.

The Netherworld restrained Su Wenxi, buying time for Yellow Sword Wine to massacre the Su Family Disciples…

If the Netherworld could restrain Su Wenxi, it meant their combat power was comparable to that of a Martial Saint.

Letting out a sigh, clapping her hands again, she walked slowly.

A fierce look flashed in her eyes.

Now, she was pinning all her hopes on Ao Qingqing.

She knew that hateful kid Li Nuanxi had a very close relationship with the Netherworld Ox Demon, causing the death of her son Ji Haihui and making the Divine Talisman Half-Saint, Sect Master’s Wife, suppress her and cause the death of that vile youngster You Liqing, who was now preparing for the Direct Disciple selection of the Qianyuan Divine Sect Master.

So, she wanted Ao Qingqing to succeed in the Direct Disciple selection and prevent Li Nuanxi from becoming a Direct Disciple.

Only then could she alleviate the hatred in her heart.

Once she returned to Jizhou, she would report the situation to Ji Moli, asking Ji Moli to handle it, and she was sure that girl would not be able to get away with it!

As for Ao Qingqing becoming a Direct Disciple of Sect Master Great God Lv Taibai, the Princess Consort still had a bit of confidence in her heart.

Mainly because she knew that the Sect Master of Qianyuan Divine Sect, Lv Taibai, ranked third on the Great God List and was an Absolute Peak figure, was famously impartial in his teaching.

He would accept even the barbarians from Da Li as disciples, so the fairness of his Direct Disciple selection was certainly beyond question.

Even if Li Nuanxi had the support of the Sect Master’s Wife, he could not possibly become Lv Taibai’s disciple so easily.

If Lv Taibai had organized such an important selection, it would greatly damage his reputation to end it with a closed-door session.

“Qingqing, you must become Lv Taibai’s disciple!”

The Dragon Queen Consort approached, her eyes burning with hope as she looked toward Ao Qingqing.

Ao Qingqing pursed her lips, and the smile on her face disappeared instantly.

She felt a heaviness in her chest, the heavy expectation from the Dragon Queen Consort.

“Auntie, I… I will do my best!”

Ao Qingqing took a deep breath, clenching her fists.

“No! It’s not about trying your best, it’s about giving it your all. Auntie insists that you surpass that wretched girl!”

The Dragon Queen Consort’s exceptionally beautiful face showed a ferocious expression.

Stepping forward, she grabbed Ao Qingqing’s shoulders.

Ao Qingqing turned pale with fear, feeling a slight pain in her shoulders.

The eyebrows of Young Taoist Master Yue Weizheng furrowed nearby.

However, he said nothing.

“Auntie…”

“You’ve hurt Qingqing.”

Ao Qingqing said with difficulty.

Taken aback, the Princess Consort let go, her ferocity fading away, but her hands hidden in her sleeves were trembling incessantly.

“Young Taoist Master, I entrust Qingqing to your care,”

said the Princess Consort.