Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Lin Shuyu's question seemed to have caught Jiang Tingwan's weakness.

Jiang Tingwan's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced guiltily at the person in front of him, quickly recalling Lin Shuyu's personality.

Lin Shuyu: He likes books and is gifted. He can read ten lines at a glance and has a photographic memory. He is somewhat smart but simple-minded. Since he follows Xing Mingzi to guard the Xingyue Pavilion, he has read most of the books in the pavilion. Although he has memorized all the books in the pavilion, his practical skills are not up to par.

He can even be said to be the male version of Wang Yuyan in the world of immortal cultivation, and is a master of the secret techniques within the Sanyuan Sect.

So even though he was nominally the eldest disciple of the Sanyuan Sect, his strength was the same as Mu Yunzhong in the eyes of everyone. He was a loser and his words carried little weight.

Jiang Tingwan had a clear understanding of Lin Shuyu's personality. He knew that he was a simple person and that his strength was not enough to see through his own realm.

Realizing that Lin Shuyu was not a dangerous person to him, Jiang Tingwan immediately calmed down, holding the elementary secret book in one hand and putting the other hand behind his back, and asked solemnly.

"Low-level secret book? In your eyes, has this 'mentor' who once led you from mortal bodies to the world of cultivation become a low-level existence now?"

Lin Shuyu's pupils flickered in surprise, as if he had never thought of this answer. For a moment, he was so ashamed that he couldn't speak, "Uncle... nephew, that's not what I meant."

Seeing that Lin Shuyu had been tricked, Jiang Tingwan became more confident and continued to ask, "Let me ask you, what realm are you in now?"

Lin Shuyu thought about it and replied seriously, "I am ashamed. I have been practicing for twenty years and have remained in the late stage of body forging without any breakthrough."

Speaking of this, Lin Shuyu looked ashamed. His master accepted him as his disciple because he was impressed by his photographic memory and even thought that he could achieve great success.

Unexpectedly, he was like most outer disciples. He reached his limit in the late stage of body building. He couldn't even break through the golden elixir and couldn't even maintain his basic appearance.

This also means that he is a long way from being a true monk. After a few decades, he will grow old and even die like a mortal.

As the author, Jiang Tingwan naturally knew what he was thinking, and immediately guided him in the tone of an elder:

"I've heard about your abilities. You are gifted. You've been able to read ten lines at a glance since you were a child and you never forget everything you read. If I were to talk about the secret manuals in this building, I'm sure you know more about them than I do. This should have been your talent, but now it seems to have become a burden for you."

Lin Shuyu looked up in astonishment. It was the first time he had heard these words in all these years. He looked at Jiang Tingwan with shame and waited for her next words.

Jiang Tingwan glanced at him and saw that he seemed to be listening to instructions. He immediately started talking nonsense confidently. After all, it was a book about cultivating immortals, so it would not hurt to make it sound mysterious.

"The act of cultivating immortals is to challenge the way of heaven and to use the way of heaven. To condense the golden elixir with a forged body is a process from existence to oneness, while to step into the way of heaven with a mortal body is a creation from nothingness to existence. You have been practicing for twenty years, and you still think there is a difference between the two. How can you break through yourself?"

After that, Lin Shuyu sat on the ground as if he had suddenly realized something. After listening to Jun's words, his years of confusion were explained at this moment. It was like a sudden enlightenment, and he replied sincerely: "Thank you for your teachings, uncle! I understand."

Lin Shuyu seemed to have received some kind of guidance. Jiang Tingwan also took the opportunity to hide the book "Secrets of Heaven and Earth" in his sleeve, and added: "You and Yun Zhong have been trapped in the realm for many years. It seems that not only him, but also you need to read more to understand the true meaning."

After saying that, Jiang Tingwan turned around and left in a casual manner. When he left, he only heard Lin Shuyu actually began to recite the most basic "Spiritual Law of Heaven and Earth" devoutly.

"The spirit of heaven and earth originates from Qi. Gathering Qi into spirit, absorbing spirit into form, building foundation, tempering body and forming elixir in the inner sea is considered as cultivation..."

Lin Shuyu sat cross-legged on the ground behind him, and Jiang Tingwan also quickened his pace to leave this dangerous place. But not long after he stepped out of the Xingyue Pavilion, a golden gourd suddenly appeared behind him, rising into the sky from the inside of the Xingyue Pavilion, which was extremely magical.

Jiang Tingwan turned around subconsciously and exclaimed, "What's going on? What exploded?"

Sui Jiu in the void was slightly stunned, and said in time: "Lin Shuyu has broken through!"

"what?"

"My impression is that he is also a half-baked person and has never entered the Jindan realm?" Jiang Tingwan recalled the original plot seriously, not understanding why.

Sui Jiu: "I said before that every action you take now could affect the plot of this world. Now he has gained enlightenment because of your guidance and has entered the real critical period of cultivation."

Jiang Tingwan opened his mouth wide, still feeling incredible, "Just because of the two nonsense sentences I just said?"

Sui Jiu nodded incredulously in the air, and Jiang Tingwan could not see it. But in the blink of an eye, he suddenly realized, "What did I just say? I have to go back and write it down!"

As he spoke, he quickened his pace and ran towards Tingfeng Courtyard, muttering to himself, "I can't forget, I can't forget..."

Jiang Tingwan kept muttering all the way and ran into Tingfeng Courtyard in a hurry. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw a person standing in the courtyard.

The man seemed to have been waiting like this for a long time, and finally turned around after hearing Jiang Tingwan's voice. He showed a puzzled and concerned little face, and his innocent eyes instantly scanned Jiang Tingwan's whole body.

Why is this enemy here?

When Jiang Tingwan saw Mu Yunzhong, he was shocked and stopped walking instantly.

After looking himself up and down, he asked with a faint smile, "Master, what can't you forget?"

Facing his question, Jiang Tingwan's whole body stiffened to the ground, and he smiled to cover up and asked: "Why are you back? Shouldn't you stay at Liuhua Peak?"

"I promised Master that I would go to Liuhua Peak to practice, and Master also promised not to chase me away, right?"

He lowered his eyebrows slightly and looked at Jiang Tingwan aggrievedly, as if he was really afraid that he would be driven out.

Jiang Tingwan took a deep breath speechlessly, pursed his slightly pale lips, and then put on a loving smile at the moment of exhaling, "Of course, you are willing to come back... I am very happy!"

She said against her will.

But he immediately asked, "Are you really happy to see me again, Master?"

The innocent and aggrieved look turned into a dangerous temptation in an instant, staring at Jiang Tingwan.

Jiang Tingwan also immediately took over the role, with a sad but somewhat relieved smile, "Of course! I'm very happy that we can get to know each other again as master and disciple."

After he finished speaking, Jiang Tingwan's eyes filled with tears effortlessly but naturally, and they sparkled in the sunlight.

In Tingfeng Courtyard, their eyes met.

Mu Yun finally stared at the person in front of him, and many things seemed to flash before his eyes. After a long time, that dangerous look actually became gentle.

The sudden mountain breeze brought a few pink petals, and it was impossible to identify their variety at the moment, but Jiang Tingwan clearly saw the number flash above Mu Yunzhong's head again.

721!

701!

700!

699!

Keep going!

Jiang Tingwan was so overjoyed that he prayed in his heart that the number would drop further.

Because of this, she can go home soon!