I'm not willing to be a cannon fodder for the female supporting role anymore

"You... beauty, beauty, why did you come here without being summoned?!"

The emperor was still startled by the sudden appearance of Yueying, but as a monarch, he quickly suppressed his uneasiness and pretended to be calm and reprimanded.

Yueying brushed the hair at her temples and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Your Majesty, let's be frank and not beat around the bush, okay? You should be able to see that I want to kill as many people as possible, and no one will leave the palace alive today, but I only executed the old monk who dug out people's spiritual roots."

As for the other frozen monks, Yueying thawed them before leaving. Although they would certainly become disabled, they still saved their lives.

"What Yueying said about cause and effect is that the way of heaven will restrain you and us as well. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a matter of waving one's sleeves to change the country's master? But once you have a thought that you shouldn't have, and hurt someone you shouldn't have hurt, my counterattack will not be restrained by the way of heaven."

"Are you threatening me?"

It's not that the emperor has been in power for so many years in vain. This is what it means to remain calm in times of crisis.

"I noticed that the Emperor's dragon energy has cracks, so I came to warn you."

While speaking, Yueying deliberately stared at the air behind the emperor.

The emperor looked at the little girl in front of him who was not yet of marriageable age but whom no one seemed to be able to seduce. He was in a trance for a moment. If he did not obey, he might be beheaded immediately.

"I don't know much about your monks' stuff, but I heard it wouldn't hurt your life. My beloved concubine wanted it, so I asked you to offer it. I didn't expect such a misunderstanding to happen. It's my fault now."

Although the emperor admitted his mistakes, his majesty remained undiminished. But Yueying didn't care about that.

"Since it's just a misunderstanding, Xiaoying has nothing to say. As for the beauty conferred by the emperor, Xiaoying already has an engagement~"

"That's a misunderstanding. I heard that Miss Gu is a genius, and I admire her very much, so I specially brought you to Kyoto for a visit."

"It's all a misunderstanding. Although I am not very talented, I am a little proficient in elixirs. If the emperor trusts me, I will refine the longevity pill for you myself. Although it cannot achieve the effect of a cultivator's practice, I can assure you that with your current body, you will have no problem living to over a hundred years old."

When the emperor saw the little girl stretch out a hand, he also stretched out a hand as if possessed by a ghost. They clasped their hands together, and the matter was settled.

The emperor was almost forty years old. Although some noble families would offer elixirs of longevity as tribute every year, in the ancient medical context, an ordinary person would live to be fifty or sixty years old, which was considered a long life. It was already very difficult for the elixir of longevity to enable emperors of all dynasties to live to be seventy or eighty years old. Yueying promised to guarantee that he would live to be over a hundred years old, and he was indeed tempted.

Just like that, on the second day, the emperor issued an edict, and Gu Yueying became Princess Yueying. Then a huge group of people escorted her home.

Unlike when they came here, the eunuch in charge personally escorted them back to the Gu family. Knowing how powerful Gu Yueying was, a servant did not dare to act unruly in the Gu family. After a round of nodding and flattering, he looked at Gu Yueying's face and hurriedly said goodbye.

"Ying'er, what's going on? I just received a letter from Zhao Nian the day before, saying that you were detained in the palace and asked your family to prepare to go to the capital. The next day, the news that you were conferred the title of Princess was sent to me at an expedited rate of 800 miles. The relationship between us and the imperial court shouldn't be this close..."

"Mother, the girl Yan Zhixue who caused Lin Shuang to fall into the water last time, teamed up with the bastard of the Chi family, and found a group of evil cultivators from somewhere, and persuaded the emperor to dig out our spiritual roots. Yan Zhixue told him that digging out spiritual roots would not harm people's lives, so the emperor couldn't resist the temptation for a while. But fortunately, he is a wise ruler and listened to me talking about the cause and effect cycle between cultivation and dragon energy, which does not hurt each other."

"Whose daughter is that? She is so vicious?"

Yueying glanced at Gulinxiu who was standing aside with an embarrassed look on his face, then stroked his mother's hand and continued as if to comfort her.

"Her surname is Yan, and she comes from a small family. As a punishment, I have destroyed her spiritual roots. Since she has become the emperor's favorite concubine, I will just let her be an ordinary person. This will also be a face to the emperor."

Originally, he thought that if he could destroy Yan Zhixue's spiritual roots, he would have completed his mission.

So Yueying asked Xiao P every day when she could leave, but Xiao P always said that the task was not completed yet. Fortunately, the task did not fail.

"Host, are you telling me that you married the male protagonist, but your original self fell in love with the male supporting role, which led to the mission not being completed?"

No way, to let the female supporting role live a good life, does that mean she should live a good life with Hao Yiming? Does he deserve it?

"What should we do then? Should we get a divorce? And then go after Hao Yiming?"

"He Li, He Li, in ancient times it was called He Li."

"I'll wait a little longer."

Yueying could not accept that the supporting actress' marriage to Hao Yiming could be settled as living a good life. It was no exaggeration to say that after several years of training, Yueying and her husband could walk all over the continent with their own strength.

"Why do I see that you, the host, don't seem to be in a hurry to leave?"

"Isn't it mainly because I haven't found Qingsi yet?"

"Didn't you say before that you didn't want it anymore?"

"You don't understand the complexity of human nature. I don't need it, but if I can get it, I still want it."

"Isn't it just greed? And the complexity of human nature."

The time of cultivation passed very quickly. In a blink of an eye, Yueying was already twenty years old. As for whether she was in a hurry to leave, she was actually conflicted. On the one hand, she wanted to find Qingsilao, and on the other hand, she felt that this world was like a big supermarket. Over the years, she had been collecting all kinds of rare treasures and hiding them in her own consciousness space. No matter whether it was in the future world or returning to reality, she always hoped that she would have something useful.

On this day, she and Chi Zhaonian finished their retreat and came out to relax.

"Have you heard? Many monks have disappeared recently."

"It is said that there is some kind of magic skill, and those evil practitioners all exploded and died after practicing it."

"What? I heard there was a female evil cultivator who, after practicing dual cultivation, sucked people to death."

"What you said is wrong. If we follow your words, are those evil cultivators fools? They are courting death."

"What else?"

The people who were originally drinking tea separately gathered around a table in an instant when they heard that someone knew the truth.

"I heard that there is a Mingxue Palace in the south of the continent. The skills there are extremely profound, so many casual cultivators and evil cultivators have rushed there to become disciples."

"Where did you hear this?"

Those who knew about the situation spoke with a hint of pride in their voices.

"A few days ago, there was a group of disciples from Mingxue Palace. I saw them with my own eyes. There were four or five of them, only about fifteen or sixteen years old, and they all had reached the Jindan stage."

"Is your news true or false? In the past hundred years, the number of people who have reached the Dan stage in their teens can be counted on one hand, and there are four or five in this sect alone?"

"I saw it with my own eyes."

Yueying and Chi Zhaonian were sitting on the second floor of the restaurant, eating snacks and drinking tea, when they heard the monks talking on the side. The two looked at each other in tacit understanding.

"Ming~" Yueying raised her eyebrows.

"Snow." Chi Zhaonian turned the teacup beside him with his right hand.

No wonder he didn't inform me that the mission was completed. This heroine is an indestructible cockroach. Just in case, I crushed her spiritual roots with my own hands. Now she and Hao Yiming are setting up an evil palace again.

"Is it possible that they have acquired some forbidden evil power?"

"Ma'am, do you want to go take a look?"

Chi Zhaonian knew that his wife liked to stand up for the weak.

"Let's go check it out first. The evil palace was built so far away, but now it dares to return to the center of the continent with great fanfare. I'm worried that the two of us may not be enough to deal with them."

"That's what I mean, too."

"My dear, what do you think of my makeup?"

Yueying and Chi Zhaonian returned home, packed up briefly, and prepared to set off.

"No, it's still too beautiful."

"Smooth talk, speak nicely."

"Madam, you are indeed quite pretty. You should add some pockmarks, otherwise this pretty face will attract too much attention."

Chi Zhaonian thought he had found a good excuse, but Yueying pursed her lips and thought about it, then decided to darken her expression even more and follow his advice. Wouldn't it be easier to attract attention with a face full of pockmarks?

After changing their appearance, the two concealed their cultivation and found the disciples of Mingxue Palace in a few days.

Yueying and Chi Zhaonian disguised themselves as ordinary cultivators and mixed into the team of newly recruited disciples of Mingxue Palace.

"Everyone's cultivation is obviously not low, why do they have to walk back to Mingxue Palace?"

Since entering the mainland border, the disciples of Mingxue Palace have been leading everyone on foot for two consecutive days. Finally, someone couldn't help but ask a question.

"You haven't tried to circulate your spiritual power in the past two days, have you?"

Before the disciple of Mingxue Palace could answer, a male cultivator next to him asked the question first.

Yueying looked at the leading female disciple of Mingxue Palace, who just turned back and looked at everyone woodenly.

"Once the Palace Master gives everyone holy water, their spiritual power will be restored."

A thought popped up in Yueying's mind. She looked like a robot, but not an artificial intelligence one. She heard other people call her Lu Zuoshi and wondered if they were members of the Lu family.

The monks around them all began to try to turn their spiritual power around. Some still had a little spiritual power, but most were completely unable to use it. Some monks felt that the situation was not good, so they wanted to turn around and go back.

"Those cultivators who are worried can leave at any time. My Mingxue Palace is the best in the world, and we are not short of cultivators who are not determined to cultivate immortality."

After hearing this, some of the people who were about to leave began to hesitate. The team stopped for a while, and in the end only two or three people left.

Chi Zhaonian also mobilized his spiritual power and found that there was nothing unusual. He winked at Yueying, and the two of them followed the team, who were originally separated by a distance, and then slowly moved together.

"Ying'er, are you okay?"

"I didn't even notice it. I don't know when."

Yueying lowered his head, pretending to look at the ground and continued walking.

"When worshiping the sacred tree."

Chi Zhaonian stared at the Mingxue Palace disciples who were leading the group in front of him, his lips moving slightly as he spoke in a low voice.

When everyone was about to enter the forest, the disciples of Mingxue Palace insisted that everyone worship the so-called sacred tree. They held the loose soil around the roots of the tree in their hands and sprinkled it on the roots.

I originally thought it was just a boring formality, but it seems that there is something wrong with the soil. Later, I had to rely on walking to make everyone lose their spiritual power without realizing it.

Yueying and Chi Zhaonian drink spiritual water and eat spiritual herbs all year round, so they can't be said to be immune to all poisons, but they are not far from it.

"This poison is quite powerful. It can penetrate our bodies without our knowledge. We still need to be more careful."

Chi Zhaonian was still relatively cautious. Although the couple had few rivals on this continent, the Mingxue Palace was unknown after all.

"Look at me."

When Yueying nodded in response to Chi Zhaonian, she heard the sound of flowing water. Her beautiful eyes smiled, as if she had thought of something. Sure enough, when everyone approached the stream, the disciples of Mingxue Palace arranged for everyone to sit down and rest.

Yueying sat at the edge of the crowd, hiding beside a thick tree, taking out her exquisite umbrella to hide her figure. Whenever someone went to the waterside to get water to drink, she would take the opportunity to drop a few drops of the spiritual spring into their water bags or kettles.

"You."

After Yueying distributed the spiritual spring to everyone and returned to her original place, she put away her umbrella and set off. Chi Zhaonian took out a box of snacks from the storage bag, handed it to her, and scratched the tip of Yueying's nose.

"It's a bargain for them."

"Those independent cultivators are fine, but those evil cultivators over there really took advantage."

"Now that you've rested, let's continue walking. We'll reach Mingxue Palace in another two hours."

The little girl named Lu Zuoshi continued to speak coldly, word by word.

"Do you feel that there is something wrong with this Lu Zuoshi?"

"It seems like he is being controlled, as if he has lost his soul. But the other disciples don't seem to notice anything unusual."

"Well, let's take another look."

"what……"

After a while, someone in the crowd made a curious sound, but soon fell silent.

Yueying raised the corners of her mouth slightly, stuffed a sweet and sour candy into her mouth, stood up, brushed the dust off her clothes, and went straight to the middle of the team.

Chi Zhaonian showed no expression. He put away the food box he had prepared for Yueying, stood up slowly, and followed Yueying from a distance.

As their spiritual power suddenly recovered, everyone had their own thoughts. The rest of the journey was much quieter than the previous two days. Only occasionally someone would whisper with someone they knew as their spiritual power continued to recover.

When we arrived at Mingxue Palace, we saw from a distance a man of about seventeen or eighteen years old with a group of people, waiting in front of the palace gate.

"Chi Youshi."

After approaching, the four or five disciples brought by Lu Zuoshi all saluted to the leading man.

"Left Envoy Lu."

The several disciples that the man brought with him also bowed and greeted Lu Zuoshi.

Yueying took a look and thought, what a coincidence! If the Right Envoy Chi is not Chi Zhaonian, then who else could it be Chi Zhennian? Thinking about the Left Envoy Lu, she must be the daughter of the Lu family, one of the top ten families.

"Saint."

A woman in white came out of the door. Although she didn't have smoky makeup or red, purple or black lips like the villains on TV, she was still heavily made-up, making it difficult to tell what she looked like.

"Shouldn't this be paired with a black or black-red outfit? Pairing it with a white outfit would be out of place..."

Yueying complained quietly to Chi Zhaonian, but they didn't expect that the woman in white would immediately follow her voice with her gaze.

"Who's talking?"

"A casual cultivator who has just reached the stage of forming a pill."

Yueying quickly lowered her head to reduce her presence. She thought that at such a long distance, even if the other party entered the Nascent Soul stage, they might not be able to hear her voice.