I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Gu Ning pushed open the door of the back hall and saw a huge pot hanging high in the center, with steam bubbling out of it.

Qin Mian, standing on the cauldron with his hands behind his back, looked down from above, "Hey, here they come."

He spoke in a leisurely tone, spinning a sweet and crystal clear pill in his hand, "It came... just in time."

Qin Mian raised his hand, and everyone could only watch as he gently squeezed the pill and quickly put it into his mouth.

“Not good.” It happened in a split second. Gu Ning waved his hand and the Fu Sheng Sword flew out of his hand in an instant, heading straight for Qin Mian’s heart.

However, Qin Mian kept smiling, and did not even make the slightest move to evade. He just looked at Gu Ning with a teasing gaze, like a cat looking at a mouse.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Before the click sound died down, a man rushed out of the big pot and bumped into the Fu Sheng Sword without any preparation, blocking the sword's forward momentum with his body.

Looking more closely, isn't this the cultivator I just saw in the main hall of Canghai?

But at this moment, his face was ruddy unlike that of an ordinary person, and his eyes were particularly huge due to the steam. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the long sword on his chest, growling in pain.

Then, under the shocked gazes of everyone, he grasped the sword of Fu Sheng Sword with both hands and pulled it out of his body little by little.

Blood dripped into the cauldron, and Gu Ning felt his stomach churning and acid bubbling out.

Finally... he pulled the Fu Sheng Sword out of his body, and then he was like a broken rag doll. Qin Mian waved his hand casually, and he fell headfirst into the cauldron.

"Yue..." Gu Ning couldn't help it and turned around and vomited.

Like a chain reaction, the other delicate girls all turned their backs at the same time, their faces looking pale and weak.

Ye Xiaoshu claimed that he had experienced many ups and downs, but at this moment he couldn't help but vomit in a low voice.

Meng Jia, Zhou Wentian and Ye Shuming stood at the front, staring at Qin Mian with anger.

"How dare you... do such a perverse thing?" Zhou Wentian looked at Qin Mian solemnly, "Do you really think you can cover up everything?"

Qin Mian raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Wentian. "It's covered, so what?"

He was fed up with the face of the person in front of him, his talent and spiritual roots, everything about him...

Clearly having been trampled into the mire, how could he still be standing here with his clothes clean and dust-free, speaking nonsense and boasting?

Since there was no point in talking, Zhou Wentian shut his mouth. However, a rare look of deep disgust appeared in his eyes, which were usually cold and noble, as if he had seen some awful garbage.

Qin Mian was instantly ignited by such a look, "Why are you looking at me?"

He became furious, "It's just the furnace and cauldron technique. It's their honor to sacrifice their lives for my spiritual root talent."

The art of the furnace and cauldron is an evil art that defies the heavens. By putting the monks into the furnace and refining them with the help of spiritual medicine and spiritual energy, the spiritual roots can be extracted.

People in the world only know about the furnace and cauldron technique of taking yin to replenish yang or taking yang to replenish yin, but this evil technique... does not start out like this, slowly, and then actually putting it into the furnace and refining it.

This secret realm in the vast ocean is rich in spiritual medicines and overflowing with spiritual energy; it was simply created for the furnace and cauldron technique.

Gu Ning figured it out. No wonder he tried every possible means to get the Lingying Fruit. It turned out that he was preparing for this evil magic.

No wonder he wanted to drain Jiangnanbei's spiritual energy. It turned out that he wanted to have enough spiritual power to cultivate the spiritual roots of these cultivators.

Dharma practitioners...are the beings that are closest to the Way of Heaven.

With the blessing of Jiangnanbei's spiritual power, coupled with the special existence of the Canghai Secret Realm and the partiality of the Heavenly Dao, he can indeed cover the sky with one hand.

After thinking all this through, Gu Ning felt that Qin Mian had played a big game, hiding the truth from everyone and with a clear goal.

Gu Ning recovered his strength and stood beside Zhou Wentian, who looked at him questioningly.

Gu Ning shook his head imperceptibly, and Zhou Wentian stopped talking.

Zhou Wentian already felt that... Qin Mian had an inexplicable jealousy and disgust towards him.

Under such circumstances, Qin Mian must not be allowed to see the difference between him and Gu Ning.

The next second, the spirit sword was unsheathed, and Gu Ning held Fu Sheng in his hand and rose into the air. He pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a disgusted expression, "Qin Mian, even if the Heavenly Dao is on your side, today... I will make the Heavenly Dao pay the price."

Qin Mian's smiling face paused for a moment, and the next second the corners of his mouth curled up, "Gu Ning..."

"Don't talk." Gu Ning looked at him coldly and disgustedly, "You are so disgusting..."

The smile on Qin Mian's face broke. He could feel Gu Ning's sincerity in these words.

There was neither love nor hate. She just simply felt that he was disgusting, so disgusting that she wanted to skin him alive.

Qin Mian smiled coldly, "Okay... don't regret it!"

The ruthless slash of the Fu Sheng Sword gave him the answer.

The next moment, Liuguang Jinghong leaped out at the same time, and the purple and light golden tails of light cut through the space, causing a small whirlwind.

Qin Mian sneered and clapped his hands. From the cauldron, monks that looked like zombie puppets emerged in large numbers like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

All of them had sinister eyes and unfocused pupils; they were just killing machines.

"Kill them." Qin Mian looked at Gu Ning grimly and pointed his finger, "Especially her."

The puppets swarmed over, and Gu Ning was like a fluttering butterfly. She didn't fight with the puppets at all, but stared at Qin Mian with her eyes.

Meng Jia, Zhou Wentian and Ye Shuming sealed each other with swords, blocking all the puppets in the center, giving Gu Ning a way to move forward.

Before Gu Ning approached Qin Mian, the Fu Sheng sword in his hand suddenly split into countless sword shadows, and then the swords were aimed at Qin Mian.

At the same time, ice-blue frost flowers fluttered from around Gu Ning, swirling around Gu Ning, paving a path of frost and ice ahead.

Frost flowers covered the sword as Gu Ning uttered a few words softly.

"A Thousand Falls of Floating Life!"

As the slash fell, time and space became silent. Qin Mian felt as if all the blood in his body was frozen and could not flow. He looked up in surprise and then uttered three words.

"Interesting."

Gu Ning looked at him calmly and raised his hand to make a seal. The black spiritual power of the magic cultivator mixed with the spiritual energy of the sword cultivator rolled down like an alluvial cloud, completely entangled with Gu Ning's sword moves.

The next moment, the ice-blue spiritual power was actually swallowed up by the black spiritual power. The power of the laws of heaven transmitted from it made Gu Ning's heart ache, as if two forces collided violently in his body in an instant.

"Hmm..." A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his lips, and Gu Ning wiped it off expressionlessly.

Qin Mian's eyes revealed a deeper teasing expression, "Do you think... you can really resist the way of heaven?"

Gu Ning clenched his fists and was about to move when a shining golden ball fell from the sky, passed through Gu Ning's side and hit the black spiritual power.

"Bang!" The three forces collided and intertwined with each other. The ice-blue spiritual power slowed down and rushed towards Qin Mian again with the remaining power.

The golden magic sphere and the black spiritual power devoured each other. Deeper and richer laws of heaven were contained in the golden magic sphere. Gu Rou breathed a sigh of relief and stood beside Gu Ning.

"Sister, let me help you."