It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Lan Qingya remembered.

The Immortal Conference is a grand event held for disciples who have just entered the immortal sect.

The eight major immortal sects in the mortal world will send disciples to participate.

The conference is held every fifty years, and all cultivators under the age of one hundred and above who have reached the foundation building stage can participate.

But each person can only participate once.

It is the only conference in the mortal world where the entire world of immortal cultivation participates in the celebration.

As a newbie, it’s normal to get some special treatment.

Anyone who can cultivate to the Jindan stage within a hundred years is already a genius, so at this conference, the disciple with the highest cultivation level participating in the competition is the former Jun Moxiao, who is in the late Jindan stage.

However, Jun Moxiao was still a new disciple of the Wuji Sect at that time. After only three years of training, he was pushed into the Immortal Conference.

Later, for unknown reasons, he left the Wuji Sect and disappeared for a while. When he reappeared, he founded the Piaomiao Sect.

Lan Qingya was picked up by Jun Moxiao and brought back to Piao Miao Sect. After she started practicing, she became a little introverted. She was only defenseless towards her gentle senior brother.

I have mixed feelings towards Jun Moxiao.

As she grew older, she hid in her cave all day long, immersed in cultivation and refining.

She didn't even bother to watch the Immortal Conference.

It was not until she became a spirit that she left her senior brother's Liangyi Peak to establish her own spiritual peak, and became an almost autistic person.

Apart from the gentle Gong Yi Jue and the dissolute Ji Wushang, she hardly interacts with anyone.

Fortunately, they don't know how cute she is.

Gong Yijue looked at Lan Qingya who was lost in her memories, with a smile on his lips.

She didn't care about the Immortal Path Conference, but she had to admit that it was an excellent opportunity for training.

Now that she has an apprentice, her mentality is different from before.

"Big Brother, will you go?"

Gong Yijue peeled a piece of orange and put it into her mouth.

"Of course I will go. I will go to every session."

Lan Qingya nodded.

[Yes, the eldest brother has so many disciples, of course he has to go. ]

This time, he has Hua Xiangrong.

A while ago, Hua Xiangrong also broke through the foundation-building stage and entered the Jindan stage.

There are still three years until the Immortal Conference, so we can take some time to sharpen our skills before the battle.

If it really doesn't work, just wait until the next time. Anyway, they have only been in the class for a short time.

Even if they were born with natural spiritual roots, without Lan Qingya and Gong Yijue, Qi Yanchen and Hua Xiangrong's cultivation would never have been able to improve so quickly.

After all, he had a powerful master who could give him guidance at any time; being on a spiritual vein, he could achieve twice the result with half the effort; and pills could be eaten like candy beans as snacks.

Any one of them would make other disciples envious, jealous and hate him.

【Oranges are so sweet! 】

As Lan Qingya was thinking this, another petal appeared on her lips.

She opened her mouth and the orange was brought in.

Lan Qingya swallowed the sweet water in her mouth and said, "Although Yanchen and Xiangrong have already formed their elixirs, the spiritual energy in the mortal world has become much richer in the past hundred years, and the qualifications of the disciples have also become better and better. I'm afraid they won't be top-notch if they go to the Immortal Dao Conference."

If your cultivation level improves too quickly, your state of mind must also be able to keep up.

{Ding Dong, respected host, here is a task for you: take Qi Yanchen and Hua Xiangrong out to train their character, to ensure that they can successfully improve their cultivation and participate in the Immortal Dao Conference. Task reward: 500,000 points.}

Lan Qingya:!

[Xiao Ke, is this the main quest? Why is the reward so high? ]

{Because this mission is more difficult and takes longer.}

{Task 2: Find out the truth behind the imbalance between the demon world and the mortal world. Task reward: points.}

Lan Qingya:!

This is going to make you rich.

【Xiao Ke, why are you so generous all of a sudden? 】

{This is the main storyline, the rewards are generous, come on host!}

[It can be said that the truth about the imbalance between the demon world and the mortal world is too broad. Do you have any clues? ]

{...}

【Xiao Ke...】

Forget it, Lan Qingya has gotten used to it.

She turned to Gong Yijue and smiled, obviously planning something.

"Big Brother, how about you and I go together and take them out for some training?"

Gong Yijue nodded: "Okay."

[Is there any man in this world who is more considerate than the eldest brother? No. ]

Gong Yi Jue threw away the orange peel in his hand and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

After the two of them agreed, they would also have to seek the opinions of Qi Yanchen and Hua Xiangrong.

Soon, the two men stood in front of them and saluted respectfully.

Over the years, Qi Yanchen has grown from a 16-year-old boy into a young man with a talent as beautiful as jade and as graceful as emerald green pines.

His temperament also changed dramatically. In the eyes of outsiders, he was a handsome, strong and tragic junior brother with a handsome face and unique appearance.

Only Lan Qingya knew that he was a spoiled child who was always worried about gains and losses and would whimper and act like a spoiled brat.

After several years of transformation, Hua Xiangrong grew from a thin and beautiful girl into a proud and beautiful woman.

She was so proud that when she and Lan Qingya took a bath together, the latter often suspected that she was going to have a nosebleed.

Lan Qingya smiled at her foolishly. She never got angry, but just called out gently, "Uncle Master, stop it."

Lan Qingya looked at them with regret and loving heart.

What a great couple, why are they not attracted to each other?!

Gong Yi Jue informed them of the plan.

Both of them were very happy and nodded in agreement.

Since the disciples were being taken out to gain experience, it would not be appropriate to favor one over the other. Based on the principle of mutual assistance among fellow disciples, Gong Yi Jue sent people to Zhaixing Peak and Liuyun Peak to ask if there was anyone who wanted to go together.

The disciple who came back reported: "Second Uncle said that since all the brothers and sisters have left and there is no one to take charge, he will not go. Please ask Master and Fourth Uncle to take his disciple Jin Shulin out to experience some training. I will be very grateful."

Gong Yi Jue nodded, it was not a big deal.

"Third Master Uncle is not at Liuyun Peak, but he made a calculation before he left, so he left a message. If you want to take a disciple out for training, you can take his young disciple Yuan Xi with you."

Lan Qingya sneered: "He is ugly, but he has wishful thinking!"

It's irresponsible to do such a huge thing and then run away with it.

As a result, she now has to pay her respects to her master three times a month. Every time she does so, she thinks her master has discovered something and she is terrified.

Now he wants her to help him train an apprentice?

Gong Yijue patted her shoulder gently to comfort her. Lan Qingya was so angry that she could only endure it.

I'll settle the score with him when he comes back.

Anyway, this matter is not over yet!

Coming out of Gong Yi Jue's main hall, Lan Qingya was still indignant.

Hua Xiangrong, who was walking behind, suddenly took her arm and whispered, "Uncle Master, I have something interesting for you."

Her rosy face and mysterious look aroused Lan Qingya's interest.

"What's interesting?" she asked quietly.

Hua Xiangrong flipped her arm, and three beautifully packaged picture albums appeared in her palm.

She glanced at Qi Yanchen, who was walking behind her without looking away, and said anxiously, "Put it away quickly and look at it again when we get back."

Lan Qingya couldn't help but shudder when she saw the cover. She meowed, this was the story-based erotica she had drawn.

These days, she has published three books. Although they are serialized, the sales are higher than the previous one. Now she has earned millions of high-quality spirit stones just from this.

It is enough to support Piao Miao Sect for thousands of years.

She was afraid that Jun Moxiao would ask her about the origin of the spirit stone, so she had not handed it over yet.

She only gave him 20,000 or 30,000 each time, and she said that it was the money she had saved up penny by penny from her hard work in refining weapons and elixirs.

Playing the victim worked, and the icy master became much gentler in his attitude towards her.

In fact, she wanted to quit while she was ahead.

However, the money-grubber Old Wei refused to give in and even started crying, making a fuss and threatening to commit suicide. Lan Qingya had no choice but to go out.

The fourth volume was just given to him a few days ago.

When she thought of the expression in his eyes that sparkled in them, she was speechless.

When talking about not wanting to go out again, Lao Wei started crying again. Lan Qingya was really afraid of him.

Another order was taken.

After this last volume, she stopped writing.

Lan Qingya told him very solemnly.

Old Wei knew that she had long been unwilling to do it, and that the two extra copies were only possible because of his persistence, so he nodded and agreed.

Now that she had received her own "masterpiece" from her nephew, Lan Qingya felt a little amused and helpless.

"Okay, I'll go back and take a look."

As she said this, she flipped her hand and put the album away.

"You must like it. I like this author very much. The story is really well written. However, the best one is..." Hua Xiangrong smiled like an old driver.

Lan Qingya's face was full of black lines. She pretended to say "oh" and then laughed awkwardly.

"Uncle Master, do you know her? I am an experienced reader of storybooks, but I have never heard of this person."

Lan Qingya remembered the pen name she had come up with on a whim: The Dream of Nine Hundred Million Monks.

"Hehe...Hehe...I don't know either."

“Although I don’t know who she is, I can tell from her pen name and the stories she wrote that she is a wonderful person.”

"Really..."

"Of course, I didn't know there were so many ways to do it. It really broadened my horizons!"

"..."

"I really don't know what the final outcome will be for the heroine, Jun Moku, Ao Yu, Chen Qi, and even Hua Xiangmeng. I'm quite a fan of girls."

Lan Qingya was already sweating coldly.

"I'm leaving first. Go and get ready. Bring everything you want. We'll be leaving soon."

She said something to Qi Yanchen and Hua Xiangrong, then fled.