The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

Chapter 216 The top three candidates enter the Imperial Prime Minister's Pavilion

For example, he offended Mu Wanqing and even slapped her. He was in contact with the second prince Cang Xuanye, Cang Wuya, and Cang Mingchen. He also had a strong lame man following him like a bodyguard.

More importantly, the news that Feng Qingcheng obtained the inheritance of the immortal beast in Shenxu was known to everyone. Although they didn't know the specific situation, the title of immortal beast alone shocked many people.

In their opinion, Feng Qingcheng is a complete mystery, with a powerful background and a terrifying origin. Otherwise, how can all this be explained?

After washing up, Shuang and Mo Yun urged him to leave the house.

Mo Yun came out of seclusion yesterday, and now his strength has reached the peak of the third-level warrior, which is not low for his age.

He met up with several senior brothers from Shengyang Palace, and together they left the academy and headed towards the imperial palace.

Feng Qingcheng is now the focus of the academy. Along the way, people on the roadside kept looking at her with various gazes. There was curiosity, admiration, respect, and even hostility.

Feng Qingcheng felt her scalp tingling for the first time. The looks from these people made her feel very uncomfortable.

There was even a handsome young man in gorgeous robes who rushed out with a bunch of red flowers in his hands, expressing his love and making a lot of corny confession words.

But in the end he was driven away by Mu Tianjue.

Under the burning gazes along the way, Feng Qingcheng and her group arrived outside the palace square, which was already crowded with people, and then walked towards the designated seats.

Among them were Cang Xuanye, Mu Tianjue, Zuo Yu, two extremely handsome men, and Feng Qingcheng, a girl of extraordinary beauty. For a moment, all eyes in the room naturally turned to them.

Sitting down in the designated seat, she was talking to her second senior brother when she suddenly raised her eyebrows and looked at the stands not far away. There was an excellent seat at the highest point. Sitting on it was a middle-aged man, who was the Prime Minister of Xuandu State, and sitting next to Mu Wenxiang was Mu Wanqing.

At this time, Mu Wanqing crossed her arms across her chest and looked towards Feng Qingcheng with a sneer and hatred.

Feng Qingcheng responded with a smile, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes. She has never been a kind person. Don't mess with me!

After he withdrew his gaze, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and the cold wind penetrated into his bones.

Looking back, I saw a man in the back row who was dressed simply. He had no expression on his face and the chill emanating from his body was a kind of bone-chilling coldness.

"Pray, don't give me the chance to deal with you." The man said this and left.

"Who is he? He has bad intentions. If I catch him, I will definitely teach him a lesson!" Mu Tianjue heard it clearly at the side, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know." Feng Qingcheng shook her head. It seemed that she had never seen the other person before. But looking at his clothes, he looked a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where he was for a moment.

Looking in the direction the man left, after a while the man sat down in a place, and Feng Qingcheng suddenly realized what was going on.

"The Lu family!"

Feng Qingcheng narrowed her eyes slightly, knowing that the Lu family knew that she had killed Lu An.

"Lu family? Come on, be a stepping stone on my road."

Taking her eyes away from the other party, Feng Qingcheng scanned the surroundings of the square. At the highest point in the center of the stands, there was an excellent view. There were many seats here, and several old men were sitting there. Occasionally, void ripples appeared around these old men, and even divine light flashed behind their heads.

This is the aura that is naturally displayed when one's cultivation reaches a certain level of strength.

Feng Qingcheng had seen one of these old men before: Mr. Yan, whom she had met once at the Beast Tamer Guild.

When Feng Qingcheng was looking at these old men, they seemed to sense something. They raised their eyes slightly and looked at Feng Qingcheng with their turbid gazes.

After just a few breaths, Feng Qingcheng felt pain in her eyes and hurriedly circulated her spiritual power to resist this power.

Mr. Yan nodded at her kindly. The other old men had different expressions. The stinging feeling just now came from an old man. The other party's attitude seemed not good, and there was even a hint of hostility.

Who is he? What a strange man!

"Her spiritual power is extremely pure, and few people of the same level can be compared with her. Not only that, she has a firm mind and extraordinary potential. This girl is indeed a good material for a Beastmaster." An old man said in amazement.

"Hahaha, Old Man Tian, ​​the person I choose cannot be wrong." Old Mr. Yan laughed.

“Hmph, she’s just a little girl who hasn’t grown up yet. So what if she’s performing well now? Everything is false before she has the beast soul.” The hostile old man snorted.

“Old Man Lu, your attitude is wrong. With her potential, it is only a matter of time before she becomes a beast soul. Besides, she is that man’s disciple. We old guys have received a lot of favors from her.” Old Mr. Yan looked displeased.

The old man surnamed Lu stopped talking. He had heard about that person. He was a legendary figure. In front of this person, he had a little respect. Moreover, this person was very protective of his shortcomings. If it was true, he probably couldn't just do it casually.

"Qingcheng, after seeing how you performed in the drinking contest that night, I think you might be able to make it into the top 30 in this competition!" The eldest senior brother smiled and patted Feng Qingcheng's shoulder.

"Do your best." Feng Qingcheng smiled and said.

“You must try your best. Only if you can make it into the top 30 will you have a chance to compete for a spot and participate in the competition in Eastern Wilderness. You will be eligible to enter the Emperor’s Pavilion.” Zuo Yu took over the conversation and said with a smile.

"Emperor's Pavilion!" Feng Qingcheng was stunned. Only the top 30 have a chance.

"I'm afraid most of the people in this competition are aiming to enter the Emperor's Pavilion. There are countless strong people among them. So many people can enter the top 30, they are all top talents!" The fourth brother questioned: "Little sister, it's a bit difficult."

"The Emperor's Pavilion is the holy land of the East Wasteland. The top 30 places are a stepping stone. Only with this can you go to the East Wasteland Holy Land and compete for the final place!" Zuo Yu said softly: "Little Junior Sister, don't force yourself. After all, your cultivation is still too weak."

Cang Xuanye said at this time: "Qingcheng, you must fight for this spot!"

"Seventh Junior Brother, don't force Junior Sister. The competition may be dangerous." The eldest senior brother frowned and said.

"I know, I will protect her! But I must not give up this spot!" Cang Xuanye said affirmatively.

Several fellow disciples from the Shengyang Palace were surprised and didn't know what Cang Xuanye meant by this action.

Feng Qingcheng understood, she knew what Cang Xuanye knew. The Emperor's Pavilion had what she wanted, no matter what, whether it was true or not, she had to work hard.