Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

"No, Master Mu..." Mo Shaoyu seemed to have remembered something, but the name he blurted out stopped because of Meng Ziyuan's eyes, and he changed his words, "Third Uncle should have a high-level spiritual artifact in his hand."

Dharma instrument, what Dharma instrument?

Jiang Tingwan, who was called upon, looked himself up and down. He was extremely poor, so how could he have any magic weapon?

Mo Shaoyu added: "When I entered the Colosseum to obtain the monster bones for Xuantian Pavilion, Xuantian Pavilion gave me a high-grade spiritual ring as a gift."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan just remembered that she had almost forgotten that she had never taken the ring back after giving it to Mu Yunzhong. Mo Shaoyu and Meng Ziyuan's eyes fell on the black jade ring on Mu Yunzhong's index finger.

Following their gaze, Mu Yun finally looked at the thing in his hand. So this is how he got this thing.

He took off the ring under everyone's gaze, and Liu Yunzi finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Heh... being able to refine an ordinary ring to a high-level spiritual grade, only Xuantian Pavilion can do it."

But then he became curious again and asked, "I just didn't expect that you guys even entered the Colosseum? Ordinary disciples of immortal sects wouldn't dare to enter casually."

Several of the younger generations thought that Liu Yunzi was going to blame them for something, and their expressions became uneasy, but Liu Yunzi laughed heartily, "Hahahaha... Back then, Cang Shuzi, Xing Mingzi and I had to disguise ourselves before we dared to go in and take a look. I didn't expect that you would dare to do business with others openly?"

"Hahaha..." Liu Yunzi laughed heartily. The more he looked at these youngsters, the more he liked them.

"What a coincidence! This storage ring comes in handy at the critical moment." Liu Yunzi's eyes swept over. Jiang Tingwan laughed dryly a few times. Meng Ziyuan and the other two had the same expression.

Mu Yun, who remembered nothing, glanced at the black jade ring on his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

"Although this storage ring is not as good as the Spiritual Sea Seven Star Boat, it can still hold a lot. You have three months, which is plenty of time."

"Three months?" Meng Ziyuan seemed to have thought of something. "Uncle Master, the Wuji Abyss was opened this time because of a chaos. If the three major sects quell the chaos, I don't know when they will open the Wuji Abyss again. If you miss it..."

Liu Yunzi heard his worry and said, "Don't worry, they won't open it again in the next three months."

"Why is Uncle Master so sure?"

Liu Yunzi: "After the Phoenix Fire, it was relatively safe, but the three months after the fire were a mess. Even if the three major sects were under pressure from other sects and wanted to send people in to search for people, they would not send people in to die at this time. After all, the three major sects still have some understanding of the degree of danger in Wujiyuan."

"Besides, for them it's only three days outside, so they can still wait for this amount of time."

Liu Yunzi seemed to have understood the considerations of the three major sects and was certain that Wujiyuan would open in three months.

After hearing this, they went to mine the spiritual veins with peace of mind.

The storage ring in Mu Yunzhong's hand became the main storage tool.

Jiang Tingwan stayed behind to guard the position with Liu Yunzi.

Liu Yunzi took out a new piece of wood again, compared it to the figures of several people, and chose the second person.

Seeing that he was in a good mood, Jiang Tingwan felt that he had nothing to do sitting here, so he decided to go and help Mu Yunzhong mine spirit stones.

But just as he was about to make a move, Liu Yunzi's voice came, "You'd better sit still. You can't help much with your current strength."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan turned his head to look at him, only to see him leisurely carving a smooth arc on the wood with a carving knife, with a look of understanding on his face.

"When did it happen? What was the reason?"

He blew away the sawdust and took the time to glance at Jiang Tingwan.

Jiang Tingwan laughed: "Did you figure it out?"

Yes, it is not surprising that Liu Yunzi can see that his strength has been greatly reduced given his level.

Liu Yunzi replied: "Although I am a bit old, I am not blind, nor am I confused. The most important thing is that I am young in mind. If you really count, I am not much older than you."

Jiang Tingwan smiled and answered truthfully, "I really can't hide it from my uncle. It happened three months ago."

She came in after Bai Wangshu's martial arts backfired, and now it has been exactly three months.

"Only three months?" Liu Yunzi exclaimed in confusion, then glanced at Mu Yunzhong again, "That's right, it doesn't look that big either."

Jiang Tingwan looked puzzled. He seemed to be talking about something else, but due to their seniority, he could only ask, "What do you mean, Junior Master, not that old?"

Liu Yunzi deliberately lowered his voice and asked, "Your disciple?"

Jiang Tingwan sensed something was wrong, "What does this have to do with how old he is?"

Liu Yunzi was shocked again and asked in a low voice: "So you have been planning this for a long time?"

Liu Yunzi seemed to have thought of something and immediately shook his head, "Little Wangshu, although we cultivators don't care so much about age differences and don't pay much attention to seniority, but if you have planned it in advance... this... this is too young."

"..." Jiang Tingwan finally understood what Liu Yunzi said. He was instantly struck by thunder and became burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. He immediately lowered his voice and explained in panic, "Master Junior, what are you talking about?"

His panicked eyes subconsciously glanced in the direction of Mu Yunzhong, and he sat a little closer to Liu Yunzi.

What the hell is this!!!

"Am I overthinking?" Liu Yunzi reacted.

Jiang Tingwan stood up immediately and corrected him, "You are not overthinking, you are thinking wrongly."

"You just said that age has nothing to do with it. I thought you had your eyes on this kid since he was young." Liu Yunzi stopped moving his hands and sighed, "Alas... I was wondering why Cang Shuzi lost. It turns out that he lost because of this?"

"Uncle Master! Junior Uncle Master!" Jiang Tingwan almost knelt down to Liu Yunzi, clasped his hands together, and worshiped devoutly, speechless and choking, "My only uncle Master, I just want to ask you, can you stop your imagination? What a sin, we are not talking about the same thing, okay?"

She almost became a pervert.

Liu Yunzi looked at her, "What are you talking about?"

"The realm has regressed greatly, the Three Yuan Technique has backfired? Three months ago."

Liu Yunzi suddenly realized: "So this is what you are talking about."

Jiang Tingwan: "What else? Isn't this what the great-grandmaster saw?"

"Yes, I've seen it all, why are you asking?"

Liu Yunzi didn't think it was his fault. As he spoke, he glanced at Mu Yunzhong again, "Of course I'm asking about you and your little apprentice. Don't say I saw it wrong. I saw you two flirting with each other these days. The Yuxiao in his hand was given to him by you, right? When I left that year, my senior brother clearly said that this sword was for you."

"It was because of that Jade Sky that I recognized you in the miasma forest. You must value it very much for giving him such an important thing. But I never expected that you valued it so much."

There was a knowing smile on Liu Yunzi's face. Although their channels were clearly aligned, the embarrassment became even more specific.

Jiang Tingwan rubbed his forehead in silence, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

"Hey, tell me, Junior Master, where did Cang Shuzi lose?"

When talking about such gossip, Liu Yunzi even put aside his carving career, with a look of curiosity on his face.