My Cold CEO Fiancee

2Zou Jiuzhou's eyes became darker and darker. The moment she floated down from the sky, a weird smile suddenly appeared on his face.    

    

Ye Lingtian had comprehended Qiu Shuihan's sword attack to avoid the Space Rules.    

    

After being hit by Ye Lingtian, Zou Jiuzhou had also comprehended the move of Ye Lingtian breaking through the Space Rules.    

    

However, wasn't it too late to comprehend it now?    

    

Qiu Shuihan exhaled and turned to smile at the dumbstruck Wen Xingchen. "The show is finally here."    

    

A good show? Wasn't that a good show?    

    

Ye Lingtian's last blade blossomed with power that exceeded that of a Space Rules, but he cleverly avoided the wrath of heaven and earth.    

    

With such a level of comprehension, there was no problem at all for her to become outstanding in the world of the Immortal Arts.    

    

In Wen Xingchen's eyes, it was worth the effort to sacrifice her arm.    

    

When one reached a certain realm in the Immortal Arts World, not to mention losing his arms, even if he lost all of his physical body, his soul would still be indestructible and he would be able to make a comeback.    

    

Qiu Shuihan had already noticed that the color of the blood that was flowing on the cold light was changing in the split-second Ye Lingtian unleashed that unstoppable slash.    

    

As expected of Ye Lingtian, he didn't let me down.    

    

It seemed that the only way was to force him into a corner, and force him into a corner, then the powerful force hidden in the depths of his heart would erupt.    

    

Qiu Shuihan thought like this as she lifted the ancient monument and flew towards Ye Lingtian.    

    

Plop! Plop!    

    

Two muffled sounds came from afar.    

    

Ye Lingtian and Zou Jiuzhou, who had lost their right arms, landed in the valley.    

    

The two of them used two blades to bring honor to this world's experts.    

    

Qiu Shuihan landed beside Ye Lingtian and used her mind to check Ye Lingtian's condition. Then, she stuffed the Pill into his mouth.    

    

Soon after, she slightly turned her wrist, and the two drops of blood on the cold light transformed into two drops of blood that rolled back and forth on the azure blade.    

    

The incomparably pure immortal qi flowed along the cold light.    

    

The Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet was restless again.    

    

A cold and sinister aura burst forth and a ghastly wail sounded.    

    

On the surface of the monolith, a deep blue light shone out in all directions. In an instant, the body of the monolith became crystal clear.    

    

"I didn't expect you to obtain both blood essence and soul essence so quickly!"    

    

Qiu Shuihan looked deeply at Ye Lingtian, praising him, "I always felt that you never displayed the full potential that you should have. The fact is, I was right!"    

    

The exciting moment had finally arrived. Qiu Shuihan's eyes reddened with the years of waiting and anticipation.    

    

Once he learnt the heart technique on the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet, he would be able to avenge his great enmity, and it would only be a matter of time.    

    

Qiu Shuihan no longer hesitated as she used her immortal energy to guide the spirit blood and spirit blood onto the inscription.    

    

At first, the black brilliance was faintly discernible on the body of the monolith, but after it took form, it gradually lengthened.    

    

Finally, it transformed into a black dragon. Its eyes were bloodshot as it transformed into a myriad of ghosts.    

    

Qiu Shuihan quietly waited for a miracle to happen.    

    

Amongst the crystal-like Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet, a myriad of ghosts and monsters had turned into a black dragon. The only difference from the black dragon was that it now had a pair of wings.    

    

This is an Azure Dragon!    

    

Roar!    

    

A terrifying roar came out from the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet.    

    

It uneasily danced about within the stone tablet. Its eyes were filled with indignation, as if it would fly out at any time and soar between the heaven and earth.    

    

At this moment, an afterimage flashed behind Qiu Shuihan.    

    

It was extremely fast, so fast that it seemed to have been there all along, without a single sound.    

    

It was very cold. The snow that had fallen behind Qiu Shuihan turned into a solid form and fell onto the broken rocks.    

    

Not only had Zou Jiuzhou experienced the true nature of Ye Lingtian's last cut, but so had the talented Wen Xingchen.    

    

Qiu Shuihan instinctively stepped to the left and back.    

    

Pfft!    

    

The short knife fiercely stabbed into Qiu Shuihan's left shoulder.    

    

How could Qiu Shuihan give Qiu Shuihan too much time to react? With a flick of her wrist, her short blade was about to cut into Qiu Shuihan's neck.    

    

However, he did not succeed with this slash.    

    

Qiu Shuihan moved quickly as she moved to the side, barely dodging the saber.    

    

She left a spinning shadow in the air and landed behind her on the ground. Blood turned into droplets that fell from the sky.    

    

Qiu Shuihan looked at the bleeding wound, then looked at the indifferent Wen Xingchen. Gritting her teeth, she asked, "You want to kill your teacher?"    

    

"Killing his master?" Wen Xingchen's small hands slapped towards the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet, suppressing the irritable and restless azure dragon first.    

    

After that, she played with the blade in her hand and arrogantly smiled, "The trash who expelled my sect from the Frigid Smoke Mountain many years ago can still be my master?"    

    

"You are not a Ranker from the Immortal Arts world, I am."    

    

Looking at Ye Lingtian in the distance, then looking at the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet, Wen Xingchen felt extremely proud.    

    

"You will never know that when you brought the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet from the Immortal Arts world, someone had already set his eyes on it."    

    

"Oh, I almost forgot. Not only have we set our sights on the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet, we've also set our eyes on Ye Lingtian."    

    

Qiu Shuihan held the Netherworld Sword in her hand and allowed the blood on her right arm to drip onto the ground.    

    

"We can't hide it too deeply." Wen Xingchen let out a long sigh, "Not only are we staring at the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet, many almighty beings in the Immortal Arts world are also staring at the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet."    

    

"You are from the Immortal Arts world, so you should understand that that world is much bigger than this world.    

    

"If we let them interfere, what would happen to us?"    

    

Qiu Shuihan took in a deep breath, her eyes filled with fury. "What kind of secrets are behind the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet?"    

    

Wen Xingchen curled her lips and shook her long hair. "You are not worthy to know."    

    

Qiu Shuihan's hand that was holding onto her sword was trembling. "I usually treat you pretty well. Don't I even have the right to understand ghosts?"    

    

Wen Xingchen turned her head to look at the bare surroundings, then she thought about Qiu Shuihan's performance these past few days. Wen Xingchen shrugged her shoulders as she spoke with a hint of helplessness.    

    

"I also want you to do something that I don't know about. How do I tell you?"    

    

Qiu Shuihan snorted coldly. "So, you're just a lackey!"    

    

Wen Xingchen's face turned cold, "Don't say such a nasty thing. In the Immortal Arts world, not everyone can be a dog!"    

    

Qiu Shuihan looked at Wen Xingchen with great regret, "In terms of intelligence, you are no worse than other people. In terms of talent, you can be considered a genius."    

    

"If I can follow my own path, I can definitely achieve a future."    

    

"Unfortunately, you have to be someone else. You will regret it in the future."    

    

Wen Xingchen immediately scolded him, "Shut up!"    

    

"So what if it is a hound? At least I can come into contact with people you can't reach."    

    

"At least I know that there are many unsolved mysteries in the world of the Immortal Arts."    

    

"At least I know what kind of mental cultivation method the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet contains!"    

    

Qiu Shuihan raised her head and looked at Wen Xingchen, "What is the mental cultivation method contained in the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet?"    

    

Wen Xingchen's pretty face no longer showed any traces of anger as she wrote her pride on it once more.    

    

Her wrist slightly turned, and the indigo light turned into threads of silk that tightly entwined the azure dragon within the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet.    

    

"You did not control the Azure Dragon's technique, and yet you dare to covet the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet. Qiu Shuihan, you are too daring, are you not afraid of the Azure Dragon flying through the sky, causing your soul to scatter?"    

    

Wen Xingchenlan shook her slender fingers slightly upwards.    

    

The Azure Dragon among the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet let out a wail, hiding at the corner of the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet to wail.    

    

Qiu Shuihan shook the Netherworld Sword in her hands and asked coldly: "If a person doesn't even have an idea, how can he create a miracle?"    

    

"Perhaps in your opinion, what I've done is useless, but to me, it has extraordinary meaning."    

    

"At least I've done a lot of work for my dream."    

    

"Take another step back. If it wasn't for me, would you have found the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet?"    

    

Wen Xingchen considered Qiu Shuihan's words and nodded. "You are indeed the most talented girl I've ever met. Unfortunately …"    

    

As Wen Xingchen spoke, she slightly squeezed the Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet's hands.    

    

The crystal clear body of the tablet cracked, turning into fragments and landing on the ground.    

    

The Azure Dragon that had previously curled up and struggled had now turned into a thin, pitch-black piece.    

    

White letters glittered on the thin black sheet.    

    

"Unfortunately, you ran into me, into this trap."    

    

Wen Xingchen held the thin piece in her hand and studied it.    

    

"Not everyone can use the ancient Devil Tome. I am only someone who brought the ancient Devil Tome back to the world of the Immortal Arts. As for cultivation, I don't have that kind of extravagant hope."    

    

Wen Xingchen looked up at Qiu Shuihan with disdain. "Even I can't do it, much less you."    

    

Qiu Shuihan suddenly realized, "So this is how Demon Suppressing Ancient Tablet play."    

    

Wen Xingchendai raised her eyebrows and laughed elegantly. "Don't tell me you understand my method just now."    

    

Ye Lingtian finally regained some consciousness and stood up with his left hand supporting the cold light.    

    

Looking at Wen Xingchen's complacent face and then at Qiu Shuihan's greedy face, he said to Wen Xingchen, "Miss Wen, give the ancient Devil Tome to Qiu Shuihan."    

    

Give it to Qiu Shuihan? Wen Xingchendai frowned. "Why?"    

    

"A smart person like you still doesn't understand at this stage?"    

    

Ye Lingtian sighed and couldn't bear to look at Wen Xingchen. After all, they had built a good friendship before she recovered her memories.    

    

"Ye Lingtian, do you mean to say that she already knew my identity?" Wen Xingchen gripped her dagger tightly and started to panic.    

    

Ye Lingtian nodded slightly: "He not only saw through your identity, he also learned my slash from her."    1

    

That unprecedented move was created by Qiu Shuihan? Wen Xingchen's eyes widened, unable to believe her own ears.    

    

"That's impossible. With Qiu Shuihan's skill, how could she have comprehended Space Rules?"    

    

Qiu Shuihan was amused. "Earlier, I thought you were an unrivaled genius, but I never thought you would be so insensible at such a crucial moment."    

    

"Wang Shaoshao was able to force you to use your ultimate move in the Wasteland Battle, why can't I, Qiu Shuihan, comprehend the Space Rules?"    

    

"Do you know where you lost the last round?"    

    

Wen Xingchen's delicate body trembled as she forced the word out of her mouth, "Arrogant!"    

    

"That's right, you think too highly of yourself. Maybe the situation is developing too quickly, and you haven't gotten out of the control of the experts of the Immortal Arts world."    

    

Qiu Shuihan slowly lifted the Netherworld Sword and said expressionlessly: "You can underestimate your opponent at any time. You must be spirited for the final battle."    

    

"But at the most critical moment, you made a mistake."    

    

"You are well aware of the consequences of making a mistake at a critical moment."    

    

Wen Xingchen looked down at her feet and fell into a long silence.    

    

Qiu Shuihan ignored the wound on her shoulder and focused her immortal energy on the Netherworld Sword, like a god that was about to fall from the sky and unable to resist.    

    

"Hand over the ancient Devil Tome and I will give you a dignified death."