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

Yueying was shocked at the moment. It seemed that she had underestimated the realm of this saint girl. How could she have reached the late Nascent Soul stage?

The appearance and physical features of cultivators in this world will generally change slowly only when they reach the Nascent Soul stage, so most people in the Nascent Soul stage look at least thirty or forty years old. Just now, when he saw that the saint girl was only in her early twenties, he subconsciously underestimated her.

After Yueying and Chi Zhaonian got married, they did not slack off in improving their cultivation. With the blessing of spiritual springs and spiritual herbs, it was not surprising that they reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

Yueying would never believe that the Holy Maiden of Mingxue Palace could be so amazing without a great opportunity. And judging from the Mingxue Palace's style of doing things, it was likely that this opportunity was not a legitimate one.

But this saint doesn't look like Yan Zhixue at all. Could it be that a new heroine has appeared? Or has Yan Zhixue been reborn into someone else?

"Saint, can we meet the Palace Master now?"

Chi Zhennian took a step forward, just blocking the saint's gaze towards Yueying.

"Everyone has come from afar, and I believe you all want to learn the Palace Master's cultivation method. Please take a short rest first. The Palace Master will meet you at the dinner."

The saintly lady in white ignored Chi Zhennian and just spoke to the two teams with a slight smile.

"Saint..."

"Let's arrange for everyone to rest first."

Chi Zhennian wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the saint, who then turned and walked in.

Chi Zhaonian and Yueying's bedrooms were separated far apart, but Chi Zhaonian secretly exchanged elixirs with the small cultivator next door to Yueying, making it easier for the two to act.

"That girl has average cultivation and average looks. She was silent all the way, but Brother Nian actually likes her so much."

The young cultivator asked in confusion, holding a perfect soul-resurrection pill.

"Isn't she beautiful? I think she is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Chi Zhaonian had a surprised expression on his face, as if the little cultivator had said something very surprising.

The young cultivator frowned, then smiled, changing his previous facial confusion. He thought, I'm afraid this young man may not only have problems with his eyes, but also with his brain.

"The most beautiful woman in the world... Well, I won't disturb you from admiring her."

"You are so good at talking. Brother Nian, are you coveting my beauty every day?"

As soon as the little cultivator left, Yueying came out from a corner.

"Well, Miss Ying, you and I are not familiar with each other. If you say that, it may affect your reputation."

Chi Zhaonian put on his icy face and kept a distance from Yueying in a serious manner. Seeing this, Yueying put away her playful mood, nodded, and went back to her bedroom.

Chi Zhaonian used his spiritual sense to look around, and after making sure that there was no one around, he also slipped into Yueying's room.

"I just made some inquiries. The Palace Master and his wife are probably Hao Yiming and Yan Zhixue. I don't know what kind of evil magic they have, but they can refine the spiritual roots of the recruited evil cultivators and absorb their cultivation. It is said that the ordinary disciples in this palace have not obtained any secret methods, but the Palace Master personally transfers cultivation to everyone every month."

Chi Zhaonian shared the information he had heard with Yueying.

"You have already absorbed the cultivation of others, are you so kind as to give it to others?"

Yueying didn't think that Yan Zhixue, with her profit-seeking personality, could be so kind.

"In my opinion, it is probably because they cannot refine so much cultivation within a certain period of time, so they transfer the excess to the disciples."

"Well, this explanation makes more sense."

Yueying propped up her little head and thought for a while, then spoke again.

"Husband, I just heard three or four young disciples chatting in a corner. They said that for some reason the people they recruited this time were not summoned directly. In the past, it seemed that people would be summoned as soon as they arrived. Do you think they discovered something just now?"

"It's possible that our spiritual power recovery was discovered by that saint."

"Dangdang" there was a knock on the door suddenly.

"Who is it?"

Yueying answered the door and quickly took out the exquisite umbrella from her storage bag.

"The disciple-taking ceremony is about to begin, and we are here to make the final confirmation."

He opened the Linglong umbrella, injected some spiritual power into it to be on the safe side, hid Chi Zhaonian, and then opened the door.

"Two... fairies? I wonder what you want to confirm?"

Yueying didn't know how to address the disciples in this palace for a moment. Seeing that they were two girls of about seventeen or eighteen years old, she thought it would be okay to address them in a nicer way.

"If you have weapons, storage bags, or anything like that in your bag, please leave them in your room. You are not allowed to take them to the temple."

"Okay, thank you for the reminder, fairy."

Yueying bowed respectfully to the two young disciples, but seeing that they did not seem to be leaving, Yueying's smile froze on her face.

"May I ask the fairy..."

"Sister, please seal all the items in the cabinet now."

One of the female disciples pointed at the cabinet on Yueying's left.

"it is good."

Yueying took out a storage bag and a soft sword, placed them in the cabinet, and pasted her own talisman on it to seal it.

Then he turned around and looked at his two disciples with a sweet smile.

"Is this all right, two fairies?"

"Ah."

The two disciples responded coldly, added a lock, and turned to leave. Yueying glanced in the direction they were going and had some bad thoughts in her heart.

"Why did they go directly over there? Was your previous room over there? Could it be that someone recognized us? Otherwise, why didn't they knock on the doors next door or across the street?"

Chi Zhaonian didn't know which question he should answer Yueying, but he also had this guess.

"This cabinet and its lock are both made of icy black iron. It's not easy to break them open by force."

"It's just a cabinet, can't I move it if I can't break it open?"

"you try."

Chi Zhaonian took out his storage bag, handed it to Yueying, and asked her to try to put the cabinet in it.

Yueying activated the talisman and used her spiritual power for a long time, but the cabinet did not look like it could fit into the storage bag.

"Yes, it is a good thing indeed."

The storage bag doesn't work, what about the spiritual space? Yueying held the two sides of the cabinet, and disappeared in an instant. When she opened her eyes again, the black iron cabinet and herself had entered the spiritual space.

When he appeared again, Chi Zhaonian was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, fiddling with the Linglong umbrella.

"How about it?"

Over the past few years, although Chi Zhaonian never asked, Yueying had told him about what she had gained in the secret realm. The male protagonist knew that she had a spiritual space.

"You'd better take out the cabinet first."

"why?"

"Dangdang" Yueying turned around and heard someone knocking on her door again.

Suddenly I realized what Chi Zhaonian meant, turned around and mouthed, "Looking for you."

Yueying flashed into the consciousness space and moved out the black iron cabinet. Then she took the Linglong umbrella and activated her spiritual power to make Chi Zhaonian invisible again. She did it smoothly and opened the door.

"Fairy, what's the matter?"

This time, Yueying went with a standard smile with eight teeth.

"Sister, it's time to become my disciple. You may go to the temple."

"Ok."

It turned out that he guessed wrong. He was not here to find Chi Zhaonian, because the little disciple knocked on the door next door and informed everyone to go to the temple.

While everyone was out, Yueying flashed back to her room and quickly put the black iron cabinet back into the space. When she came out, she grabbed a few refined pills and the spiritual spring bottle, and threw them into Chi Zhaonian's storage bag together with the exquisite umbrella.

"My apprentice~"

"Give me holy water~"

When Yueying knelt down, she was muttering in her heart, "Let's see if you can bear my kneeling."

Some people around drank the "holy water", while others held small bowls and looked hesitant.

"The holy water bestowed by the Palace Master is to relieve your trapped spiritual power. Why don't you drink it?"

The saint lady on the high platform stood there, and spoke to the monks kneeling below with an attitude of looking down on the world.

"Lady Saint, when we passed by that stream at noon, we drank the water from that stream, and our spiritual power has long been restored. Isn't this holy water from that stream?"

Yueying saw that some of the people who came with her seemed to be persuaded by the saint, and when they hesitated, she questioned loudly.

Because someone was leading the way, people who had the same doubts also began to follow suit.

"Yes, Lady Saint, our spiritual power is in good condition. It even feels better now than before."

On the contrary, those who drank the "holy water" in a hurry, when they tried to practice qigong, found it difficult to even breathe.

"Saint Maiden... there's something wrong with this holy water. I..."

Before the man could finish his words, a red light flashed and he died.

Yueying had just taken advantage of the chaos to test the cultivation base of those poisoned monks. She didn't have enough pills and holy water, so she could only give them to those with higher cultivation bases first.

She winked at Chi Zhaonian, asking him to deal with the Holy Maiden, the Holy Envoy and the Palace Master first, while she quickly distributed the medicine and spiritual spring to the people she had favored.

At this time, the disciples outside the hall also rushed into the hall and surrounded the group of people.

"Palace Master, it's them two."

The saint turned sideways and whispered to the masked man who had landed on the main seat on the podium.

After Yueying distributed the antidote to several people, she immediately stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Chi Zhaonian.

"Brother Hao, how are you?"

"you are?"

The Palace Master, who was about to take action, suddenly stopped when he heard Yueying call him "Senior Brother Hao".

Yueying tore off his disguise and stared at the masked man with a sharp gaze, causing him to look away.

"Miss Gu."

The saint blurted out, causing Yueying to look at her twice more. It was really hard to remember who she was because of the heavy makeup.

"Then you should be Mr. Chi."

Then a woman in white came out from behind the beam. She had almost no makeup on and looked like a lotus in clear water.

Looking more closely, it should be Yan Zhixue. The higher the cultivation level of a cultivator, the more beautiful they are. However, I have clearly destroyed her spiritual roots. She is just an ordinary person. How can she increase her cultivation level and become more beautiful?

"He's already in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Interesting. When did Senior Brother Hao betray his master? There's no news about him in the martial arts world."

"I have never betrayed my master."

"How could the Xianyang Sect allow its future leader to do such a thing..."

To deal with Hao Yiming is to hit his sore spot, and Yueying calls him senior brother to make him blame himself from the bottom of his heart.

"Shut up, this matter has nothing to do with Xianyang Sect, let alone the Sect Master."

Hao Yiming, with his back to the audience, interrupted Yueying with a harsh voice, paused for a breath, and then continued.

"You guys should leave quickly."

"Wait a minute."

Yan Zhixue smiled sweetly, took light lotus steps, and walked down slowly.

"You can go, but I want...her spiritual roots."

"Xue'er..."

"Yiming, I didn't take her spiritual roots at the beginning, but when she was named a princess, she shattered my spiritual roots with a palm and almost killed me. Now, I only want her spiritual roots and spare her life, is that not okay?"

"Xue'er..."

Hao Yiming felt unhappy when he heard her talk about what happened back then, but he still wanted to comfort her.