"Is your brain full of pus? Can you see clearly now? What level of strength is that?"
Jiang Qingliu smacked Qingzi on the head.
Qingzi stumbled forward, blood streaming from her nostrils. Rage burned in her heart, but she could only swallow it down.
"Get back to the sect. Stop making a spectacle of yourself. Do I not know what my disciple is capable of?" Jiang Qingliu said.
"..."
Qingzi was humiliated beyond measure.
The people around her were angry too, yet they dared not speak.
"Listen carefully. Everything Yu Ziqian has obtained is what he deserves."
"Don't trip up one of our own just because you're jealous. That is not the bearing a headmaster's disciple should have!"
"You still want to bring me down? Heh heh."
Under Jiang Qingliu's furious glare, the headmaster's disciple faction could only lower their heads and swallow their humiliation.
Yu Ziqian's counterattack this time had been a perfect suppression.
Under Jiang Qingliu's furious scolding, Qingzi could only leave in indignation and slink back to the Azure Soul Hall.
"I hope he performs like he did today in the Realm of No Heaven. Otherwise, he'll still be a laughingstock."
As she left, Qingzi remained deeply displeased, glaring fiercely at Yu Ziqian.
"Scram," Yu Ziqian said.
After this farce, Yu Ziqian's prestige soared.
"Senior Brother has a great chance of entering the Heavenly Palace. Don't lower yourself to their level."
"Qingzi's jealousy is far too strong. There must be too many people in the sect coveting the Azure Soul Tower, right?"
"I heard everyone wants it."
"A genius and a famous teacher draw envy! Azure Soul Hall, tsk tsk..."
"I hope Senior Brother slaps all those people's faces when the time comes."
After the farce ended, Yu Ziqian's expression was somewhat bitter.
"What's wrong?" Li