Chapter 650: Sure Enough, Mother and Son!

They're all prodigies, and after all these years of living, they truly have never seen anyone like Ye Qingran!

The madness is genuine.

But it makes people unable to get sick of her.

After all, she really has that strength.

Pill Emperor, Beast Taming Grandmaster, Saint... whichever you name, isn't it a stature that makes one bow?

Even though facing a dozen or so Saints alone is truly beyond belief.

When this happens to others, they might scoff, but when it happens to Ye Qingran, it seems to become logical yet full of uncertainty.

"Instructor Ye is just too bold!"

"So cool and so handsome! Instructor Ye is absolutely awesome!"

"She truly lives up to being my goddess! I love her so much!"

In the Academy, the most common are hot‑blooded youths.

Everyone is a prodigy, usually looking down on each other, but when they look at Ye Qingran, their taste is surprisingly uniform.

Whether anyone comes later is unknown, but such a treasure of an Instructor is undeniably unprecedented!

"Instructor Ye, give it your all!"

Someone shouted first; after a brief silence, the same voice rose and fell, gathering into a surging wave that was deafening!

The Academy's senior staff, including Li Daoyun, exchanged glances, never having imagined that this newcomer Instructor could, in such a short time, earn so much love and support from the disciples.

As expected, personal charisma varies from person to person.

Feeling the surrounding enthusiasm, Ye Qingran twitched the corner of her mouth.

Originally, her flamboyance was only to humiliate Dan Valley and vent against her Master.

Now…

Never mind, just consider it a good lesson for these disciples.

"Watch closely, you all—Instructor Ye, I don't strike lightly!"

Boom~

The Academy's disciples erupted.

On the ground, on rooftops, even in the sky—wherever there's a gap, there are Academy disciples.

"So flamboyant—if you lose, we'll see how you end!" Nan Yan muttered softly.

Nevertheless, the surrounding Academy disciples heard her, all casting warning glances at her, so she shut her mouth and lowered her presence.

Ye Qingran prepared to go out and face the fight, but a large hand seized her arm; she turned and met Fu Hanxiu's deep eyes.

"Leave it to me."

Ye Qingran raised an eyebrow, "Didn't I already say? No need to use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken."

Even so, Fu Hanxiu felt protective of his wife.

"Don't soil your hands."

Ye Qingran felt a warm feeling in her heart.

Although she herself has confidence and ability, it doesn't diminish the satisfaction of having a capable man as a backing.

"It's fine." Ye Qingran shook her head, "Ling Xianliu is my Master; since his cultivation has been nullified and he cannot act personally, as his disciple it is my undeniable duty."

Fu Hanxiu knew he couldn't persuade Ye Qingran, so he didn't persist.

Since his wife wants to play, let her play. After all, he'll have her back.

Except for Ling Tian himself, the other Saints all acted.

Ye Qingran alone faced the thirteen Saints of Dan Valley!

Quickly, a spacious area was cleared; the Academy's Saint Elders jointly erected a Barrier around it to prevent the Saints' power from harming innocent crowds.

The dozen‑plus Dan Valley Saints formed a circle, encircling Ye Qingran in the center.

The aura surged upward brilliantly, making one feel boundless pressure.

One should know that on Beimingzhou, Saints are the pinnacle of combat power; Ye Qingran, alone, facing thirteen Saints, the pressure is imaginable.

Yet, Ye Qingran showed little sign of fear.

She stood there in a simple white dress, ethereal and stunning, bright as a shining moon.

"Ye Qingran, since you're courting death, I'll grant it!" Nan Xin's gaze at Ye Qingran was all ruthlessness.

He will never forget that day in the Shen Zhou Academy, in front of many people, when he was humiliated by Ye Qingran.

Today, he is determined to make Ye Qingran die without a burial place!

"Charge!"

At the command, all the Saints moved!

Because they knew Ye Qingran's strength was formidable—she had instantly slain a Saint in the ancient battlefield ruins, and later triumphed in a fight against three Saints.

So they dared not be careless.

Just before they could close in, a burst of Black Mist erupted beneath Ye Qingran's feet, spreading rapidly outward, and in the next instant, her figure vanished within the Black Mist.

This scene was simply all too familiar!

Last time, on the Academy's Training Ground, during the match involving Xiao Hu, Xiao Chen, and the Nanguo Buxie siblings Nanguo Qingyuan, Xiao Chen used this move!

"Assassin's Way!"

Someone shouted.

Seeing this again, it was undoubtedly an uplifting thing for the Academy's disciples.

After all, last time Xiao Chen used the Assassin's Way, leaving Nanguo Buxie with no chance to retaliate!

"Sure enough, mother and son!"

Everyone looks at Ye Qingran and then at Xiao Chen ahead of the crowd, and can't help but comment.

Carving Insect Minor Technique!

Nan Xin snorts.

The Way of the Assassin may have a great advantage in one‑on‑one duels. Ye Qingran seems to have forgotten that there are as many as thirteen of them!

A patch of mist, just this small area; each of them can blast a piece, and she will have nowhere to hide!

But just as they were about to attack the mist, a Saint suddenly noticed that Ye Qingran had, at some unknown moment, stood in the corner.

She's there!

All the Saints look toward that corner and see Ye Qingran flashing a brilliant smile at them.

Nan Xin and the others do not hesitate; the thirteen of them spring into action, attacking Ye Qingran!

However, they fail to notice that within the mist,