The Whole World Knows That the Crown Prince Loves Her

“That was a Sacred Weapon!

A weapon of such caliber couldn’t be broken without the peak cultivation of a Sacred Spirit Master!

Huang Quan actually broke it, could she have the peak cultivation of a Sacred Spirit Master?

But… that’s impossible!

The path of a martial artist is even harder to cultivate than that of a spirit master. Moreover, to reach the peak of a Sacred Spirit Master, her martial path must be at the peak of a Sacred Martial Artist, and beyond that is an Immortal Martial Artist.

An Immortal Martial Artist…

To exaggerate a bit, even if Huang Quan had started cultivating from the moment she was born, she shouldn’t have reached this level so quickly…

The only explanation could be her innate talent.

But to reach the realm of an Immortal Martial Artist at the age of fifteen, what kind of heaven-defying talent is that?

The entire place fell silent. Everyone looked at Huang Quan on the competition stage, their breaths subconsciously becoming cautious.

An Immortal Martial Artist!

A living one!

One they could see!

Not just a legend, not dead, not invisible, but an Immortal Martial Artist they could actually see!

No one expected this year’s competition in the Tianqi Empire to be so eventful. First, the news that the top five would enter the ruins shocked the four great empires, noble families, and sects. Then there was the appearance of someone with a spirit vein. And now, Huang Quan, an Immortal Martial Artist, had emerged. It was too exciting!

On the competition stage, under the gaze of countless eyes, Huang Quan smiled at Nangong Qingyue. She released her grip, and the broken sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

“How… how is this possible?”

Nangong Qingyue looked at the scene, her eyes filled with disbelief as she stared at Huang Quan.

This was a Sacred Weapon!

How could it be broken so easily?

“Are you surprised?”

Huang Quan bent her two fingers slightly and tapped the remaining half of the sword. A clear sound echoed, and then everyone saw the part of the sword Huang Quan had tapped break apart with a snap.

Yes, it broke!

One tap, two taps…

As Huang Quan took two steps forward, tapping twice, the Sacred Weapon that had excited so many students was reduced to just a small piece of the blade and the hilt…

As Huang Quan approached, Nangong Qingyue’s body trembled with fear. She tried to retreat, but found that she couldn’t move at all, as if an incredibly strong force had pinned her in place.

Her joints were locked in place, her feet couldn’t budge, and even her head couldn’t turn.

Was this the power of an Immortal Martial Artist?

To subdue someone invisibly?

But how could this be possible?

Even if Huang Quan was an Immortal Martial Artist and she was a Sacred Spirit Master, she shouldn’t be so easily controlled!

Nangong Qingyue looked at Huang Quan with terrified eyes as she approached. Trembling, she asked, “What have you done to me?”

Huang Quan leaned slightly closer, her lips near Nangong Qingyue’s ear, and chuckled softly.

The laughter was crisp and pleasant, but Nangong Qingyue felt a chill despite its pleasant tone.

In the next moment, Nangong Qingyue heard Huang Quan’s words: “You should be grateful that you still have some utility value. Otherwise, you would be dead by now.”

Her voice was extremely light, and no one else could hear it except the two of them.

Nangong Qingyue felt a chill rising from the soles of her feet, shooting straight to her brain. The next moment, she felt her teeth start to chatter in fear.

Hearing the sound of her chattering teeth, Huang Quan smiled slyly. “Don’t be afraid. As I said, you have some utility value, so I won’t kill you for now. You can relax.”

“What do you want to do?” Nangong Qingyue’s worry only grew after hearing those words.

Huang Quan raised her slender, delicate fingers and gently touched Nangong Qingyue’s fragile neck. With a slight movement of her fingers, she landed on Nangong Qingyue’s spine. The next moment, Nangong Qingyue felt a searing heat entering her body from where Huang Quan’s finger touched.

She didn’t know what it was, which made her even more afraid.

Huang Quan seemed oblivious to her fear, gently rubbing the area a few times with her finger and softly saying, “Nangong Qingyue, I’ve placed a mark on your soul.”

“That mark controls your soul. If you don’t want to meet a tragic end, then don’t speak out of turn. Wait for me to come find you, understand?”

Tragic end?

As a member of the Spirit Clan, Nangong Qingyue understood exactly what that meant, which only heightened her fear.

“Huang Quan, what have you done to me?” Nangong Qingyue asked, her voice trembling.

Huang Quan didn’t answer. After retracting her hand and creating some distance between them, she smiled faintly at Nangong Qingyue. “Is it surrender, or shall we continue fighting?”

“You—” Nangong Qingyue was about to reveal what Huang Quan had done to her, but before she could speak, she felt a sharp pain.

The pain didn’t come from her body but from her soul!

Huang Quan looked at her with a smile. “Didn’t I make myself clear just now?”

“Or perhaps you’d like to experience that feeling now?” Huang Quan slowly lifted her hand. “Let me warn you in advance. Once you experience it, there’s no turning back.”

In other words, once experienced, death was inevitable.

“I understand!” Seeing Huang Quan preparing to act, Nangong Qingyue hurriedly spoke up.

Huang Quan smiled and then let go. “That’s more like it.”

Nangong Qingyue looked at her, wishing she could tear her apart.

Seeing the hatred in Nangong Qingyue’s eyes, Huang Quan’s smile became even brighter.

She enjoyed seeing that disdainful look that couldn’t harm her.

Nangong Qingyue, filled with hatred, glared at Huang Quan. Seeing Huang Quan’s radiant smile under her gaze, she felt her blood boiling with anger and frustration, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The audience, seeing Nangong Qingyue injured, assumed it was because Huang Quan had done something when she approached Nangong Qingyue just now. They didn’t pay much attention to it, but they believed that Nangong Qingyue had already lost this match.

In fact, that’s exactly what happened.

After spitting out blood, Nangong Qingyue suppressed her anger and hatred, turning her head to look at the supervisor teacher standing on the small platform beside the competition stage. “I concede.”

Seeing Nangong Qingyue concede, the two supervisor teachers returned to the competition stage and announced loudly, “Huang Quan wins.”

Once the result was announced, the dean and others who had been excited beforehand stood up abruptly.

Although Huang Quan still had to compete with the winner of the other group for the first place, which wasn’t the true first place, the fact that students from the Tianhuang Academy had never entered the top ten in so many years but were now contending for the top spot was already remarkable!

Not only was the dean ecstatic, but the head teachers and other students were also overjoyed.

Ha!

No one could have imagined that students from their Tianhuang Academy would actually break into the top two, possibly even taking first place!

Nangong Mian watched Huang Quan on the competition stage, her smile never fading from her face.

Quan Quan is really amazing!

Mom, Dad, and my older brothers, they will be so happy when they find out!

Thinking of her missing family members, Nangong Mian’s expression dimmed for a moment, but she quickly suppressed that feeling and welcomed Huang Quan back with a smile!

Huang Quan jumped down from the competition stage and first went to Di Qin’s side. Under everyone’s gaze, she leaned down and whispered a few words into Di Qin’s ear.

After listening to what she said, Di Qin nodded. “Quan Quan, rest assured.”

“Qin Qin, thank you.” Huang Quan smiled and said, then walked towards her own position.

The High Priest glanced at Huang Quan’s back and then looked at Di Qin with a smile on his face. “What did she just tell you?”

“Why are you smiling so happily?”