The surrounding spiritual energy boiled like boiling water, and an invisible suction force emerged from Qin Xinyao's body, like a whale swallowing the sea, absorbing all the turbulent spiritual energy around him.
In an instant, all the spiritual energy in this area was sucked away. The auras emanating from Qin Xin and Yao suddenly became several times stronger.
She suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with light, as if there was substance.
"Finally...oh, isn't this cousin Qin Xuan?"
Qin Xinyao looked at the group of people in front of her and raised her voice, but there was no trace of surprise in her eyes.
Only then did Qin Xuan remember his purpose. The two Qin Xuan said fiercely: "Qin Xinyao! You actually concealed your cultivation!"
Qin Xinyao's smile was full of mockery and said: "Cousin, what are you doing? Are you playing games? Forgive my sister for being clumsy, but I dare to ask who is you?"
"You! Qin Xinyao, are you the one who did this?!"
"It's ridiculous. I've been concentrating on my breakthrough. I don't have time to play games with you."
"Asshole!"
After the two Qin Xuan cursed, they looked at each other again, "Shut up! Don't imitate me!"
"Well, Brother Xuan, I think we should... go out and let the elders take a look."
A young man spoke cautiously, his eyes moving back and forth between the two Qin Xuan.
One of them, Qin Xuan: "Let's go!"
Another Qin Xuan: "Don't block the way! And you, Qin Xinyao! You must go too!"
Qin Xinyao rolled her eyes and said, "Okay, the time is coming anyway, and my cousin wants to help me clear away the monsters on the road, so I have to be respectful and obey him."
The group of people headed towards the exit of the trial place. The two Qin Xuan refused to give in to the other and walked side by side at the front. The smell of gunpowder was extremely strong. The group of teenagers behind were all trembling with fear and did not dare to show their anger.
Only Qin Xinyao followed at the end leisurely, occasionally picking a fruit from a passing tree and nibbling it.
She spoke quietly to Jing Yingrong in a voice that no one else could hear:
"This Qin Xuan is my cousin, he is my uncle's son."
"My uncle Qin Jianming wants to support his son to become the next generation head of the Qin family, so he suppresses the competitive younger generation in the family at every turn."
"Qin Xuan is not a good person either. I remember everything they did to me and my mother!"
Jing Yingrong: "If you have a grudge, take revenge."
"Well! They, father and son, and... I won't let them go."
The content behind the word "and" was inaudible, but Jing Yingrong still heard it clearly, and she did not question it.
Qin Xinyao took a big bite of the fruit, her cheeks bulging. She stared at the backs of the two Qin Xuan in front of her, with the corners of her mouth raised in a gloating smile.
"Sister Jing, this move of yours is so wonderful. Now there's something exciting to watch, haha!"
Jing Yingrong: "You are too loud."
Several teenagers walking in front of Qin Xinyao turned back to look at her suspiciously. Qin Xinyao hurriedly covered her mouth and coughed loudly as if she had choked on the fruit.
Many people had gathered at the exit of the trial place, most of them high-spirited young people. On the high platform built, stood several middle-aged people and an old man with gray hair and a childish face.
The teenagers whispered to each other, each sharing what they had received in the trial field. I don’t know who was the first to see Qin Xuan and others coming out, and made a surprised sound:
"Hey, Brother Xuan? Why, why are there two Brother Xuan?"
There was an uproar gradually among the crowd, and the people on the stage cast their eyes over.
Two Qin Xuan stepped onto the high platform. One of them, a middle-aged man with a square mouth and a broad nose, frowned and said, "Xuan'er, what are you doing?"
The two Qin Xuan glared at each other again, and one of them said: "Dad, this person is pretending to be me!"
Another said: "Don't listen to his nonsense! Dad, I am Xuan'er!"
Qin Jianming's brows were knotted. He looked at this and that, and several other people gathered around to look at the two Qin Xuan curiously and doubtfully. The old man squinted his eyes, and there was a sparkle in his eyes.
Qin Jianming reached forward with his hands, grasping the shoulders of Qin Xuan respectively, and carefully felt the breath and spiritual power fluctuations of the two.
A look of shock gradually appeared on his face, and he said: "There is no difference? How could it be so?!"
Seeing this, the old man stepped forward and said, "Let me try it."
Qin Jianming stepped aside and said respectfully, "Thank you, uncle."
A huge coercion came down, like two mountains pressing on the two Qin Xuan. Both of them fell to their knees, their bodies like chaff and sweat pouring down like rain.
The power of pure spiritual consciousness penetrated into the two people's bodies, and every detail was strictly inspected.
After a long time, the pressure dissipated, and the old man looked thoughtful. He stroked his beard, suddenly leaned over and cupped his hands, and said:
"I am the elder of the Qin family. The junior does not understand etiquette and bumped into the senior. I would like to apologize to the senior and hope that the senior will be honest. If the senior is willing to show up, our Qin family is willing to offer a generous gift to express our apology."
The old man's loud voice spread far away, and everyone was confused.
Qin Jianming asked in confusion: "Uncle, what do you mean?"
The old man ignored him and maintained his low-brow attitude. For a long time, nothing happened. The old man sighed and straightened his back.
"I can't tell the difference between the two of them. I'm afraid this kid of yours must have offended some powerful person, so he was teased like this."
Qin Jianming suddenly panicked: "What should we do?"
The old man said: "I can only wait until I get back and let my ancestor take a look."
Qin Jianming felt anxious, but he did not dare to say anything else.
Among the crowd in the audience, in a corner where no one was paying attention, Qin Xinyao leaned against a tree trunk with her arms folded, looking like she was watching the fun.
Jing Yingrong: "They said they wanted to find the ancestor."
Qin Xinyao suddenly became a little nervous: "The ancestor is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, will he find you?"
"Won't."
"Huh... that's good."
Feeling relieved, Qin Xinyao couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's better than the Yuanying stage monks..."
Putting aside Qin Xuan's matters for the time being, the old man waved his sleeves, and his consciousness instantly counted the number of people, and said: "Five people are missing."
A middle-aged man next to him stepped forward, showed five broken life tablets, and said: "Five people are confirmed dead."
The old man nodded and said casually: "Fewer than in previous years."
Then, the old man announced the start of a competition of trial results, to see who could obtain the most demon pills.
In order to facilitate the calculation, it is necessary to convert different levels of demon pills into first-level demon pills according to the proportion.
The young people took the stage one by one and showed off the demon pills they had obtained from the trial ground. Several people, including Qin Jianming, were responsible for calculating records and statistics, with the old man supervising.
"Qin Yang, twenty-three."
"Qin Changqing, fifteen."
"Qin Nanyu, forty-one."
"Qin Meng, thirty-six."
Qin Xinyao was ranked in the middle and back ranks. She originally looked uninterested, but after hearing Qin Xuan's name, she immediately became energetic.
