After the transformation, I became the white moonlight of good and evil

As he entered the inner part of the sect, he saw more and more cultivators, and from time to time, there were streaks of strangely colored light passing by.

The flying boat entered the core area, and the first thing that came into view was a towering mountain. Amidst the clouds and mist, one could see a number of monks' caves embedded on the cliffs.

Driving the flying boat, Zhang Feng slowly reduced speed and flew to the door of a cave. He saw that the cave was located halfway up the mountain with a broad view. It was a nice place for immortals to live.

Zhang Feng struggled for most of his life but was unable to find a cave here, even at the foot of the mountain.

After tidying up his appearance, he took out the sound transmission talisman and threw it into the air. White light flew into the white mist of the cave formation.

After waiting for a while, there was movement in the formation in front of the cave entrance, and the clouds and mist rolled up, revealing a narrow path.

A slightly childish voice sounded.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, come in and have a chat."

Zhang Feng no longer hesitated after hearing this. He put away the flying boat, grabbed Yu Fei's shoulders, and flew into it with his sleeves floating in the air.

Seeing the alternation of light and darkness, I suddenly felt enlightened. The cave was spacious and bright, and the stone wall above was inlaid with various pearls, illuminating the interior as if it were daytime.

The cave is equipped with all the worldly things, and there are also several rooms for storing things and nurturing spirits.

A young man in a white robe with gold edges stood quietly there, with long hair and a smile on his handsome face. He bowed when he saw the two people flying in.

"Deacon Zhang, long time no see."

Zhang Feng laughed when he saw this, and he grabbed Concubine Yu and brought her to him, saying, "Mr. Wu, you are embarrassing me. I am only responsible for taking care of the immortal seedlings, and I don't deserve the title of steward."

After saying that, he took a look at Wu Yingjie's breath, with an obvious look of surprise on his face. He felt that the spiritual power in his body was slightly disordered, and the little spiritual pressure that leaked out from time to time made Zhang Feng notice it at a glance.

"Master Wu has broken through to the third level of Qi Refining!"

Wu Yingjie smiled and said, "When I was practicing yesterday, I suddenly sensed the heavenly time, and something triggered me and I broke through."

"This is really a double happiness."

There was a slight change on his slightly old face, and he exclaimed in surprise and admiration.

You have to know that Zhang Feng had wasted half his life. He was first abandoned by the orthodox sects. He was unwilling to accept this and was very determined to seek the truth. So when he accidentally heard about the evil cultivators, he turned to them without hesitation.

It has been twenty years now, but although this magic path allowed him to enter the door, in the end he was still stuck at the fourth level of Qi Refining and could not make any progress.

Now that he was getting older, he knew that he had no hope of building a foundation, so he thought about leaving the sect and retiring to the mortal world. But in the Demonic Sect, can you come and go as you please?

Zhang Feng calmed down and became more humble. He pushed Yu Fei, who had been lowering her head, forward.

"Although it took many twists and turns, I still brought this girl to you."

"Oh?"

Wu Yingjie did not look at her. Instead, he looked curious about what Zhang Feng said, which immediately made Yu Fei, who was nervous inside, secretly relieved.

"I don't know what happened?"

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly and told the whole story. He did not mention the twenty spirit stones he had paid. In the end, he did not forget to flatter him, saying, "Those two must have been afraid of Fellow Daoist Wu's reputation, so they retreated for the time being."

Wu Yingjie pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang really helped me a lot, so my Wu family won't be stingy."

Then he took out a storage bag and handed it over: "I hope Fellow Daoist Zhang won't despise it."

Zhang Feng quickly bent down and took it with both hands with a sincere look on his face.

"It is my duty to share Mr. Wu's worries. How dare I take credit for it?"

He subconsciously reached inside and was almost blinded by the white spiritual stones and spiritual objects in the Qiankun bag. He quickly put the storage bag into his arms with a more flattering smile on his face.

Compared with Wu Yingjie's calmness, he seems particularly humble.

After receiving the benefit, Zhang Feng tactfully said goodbye, and said with a bow, "Mr. Wu, I will not bother you anymore."

"Walk slowly."

Upon hearing the voice, the deacon bowed again and used his magic to fly out of the cave.

As he left, the formation at the door slowly started to work, and in the blink of an eye it was shrouded in mist again. But from inside, one could clearly see the scenery outside, which was amazing.

Wu Yingjie watched him disappear from his sight on the flying boat, turned his head to look at Yu Fei beside him, and was immediately shocked by her current appearance.

She was wearing a yellow linen shirt, which was stained with mud and dark red dirt. She looked extremely disheveled, and her once black hair was now stuck together.

His bare feet were covered in mud, and as he stepped on the ground, he left a trail of yellow footprints along the way.

Wu Yingjie, who always loved cleanliness, could not help but frown. What had happened to make her look like this? So he asked in a crisp voice, "Your outfit is quite novel. Are you no longer a courtesan but a peasant woman?"

After hearing these words, Concubine Yu's face turned red. After all, she felt embarrassed to be teased by a child who was five or six years younger than her.

But after all, her life and property were still in his hands, and she had no choice but to keep her head down and act like an ostrich without saying a word.

Wu Yingjie was not annoyed when he saw this. He turned around and sat on the stone bench in the cave. There was a wine jug on the stone table next to him.

"You still have some of the same temper as before."

He poured himself a glass of fruit wine. "But now that you're here, I guess you've thought it through, right?"

Yu Fei pursed her dry lips, with a thousand thoughts running through her mind.

She carefully recalled everything from their first meeting to the following details, hoping to gain more benefits for herself while pleasing him.

After all, selling one's body is a very bad idea. If it really comes to that, I'm afraid I would refuse to obey until I die.

Although his thoughts were complicated, his mouth did not pause for a moment and his body was bent gracefully.

"I have made up my mind. I am willing to acknowledge you as my master and serve you."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Yingjie's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and soon disappeared. If Yu Fei hadn't been staring at his face with her peripheral vision, she would have thought that he had no reaction.

Thinking of this, Concubine Yu had an idea in her mind, and she said softly, "But I have a small request, I hope you can agree to it."

At the end of the speech, her body suddenly softened and she knelt down delicately, but her embarrassment made this move less effective.

Wu Yingjie's handsome and tender face remained noncommittal: "Tell me about it."

"I dare not ask for anything else, but now that I have just entered the sect, my mind is confused and I can't sort out my thoughts for the time being. I only hope that you can accept me as a disciple in two years."

When Yu Fei finished speaking, her earlobes turned red and her voice was like a fly. If Wu Yingjie hadn't been so sharp-eyed and sharp-eared, he wouldn't have been able to hear what she was mumbling.

Will you accept her as your disciple after a few years?

Wu Yingjie didn't understand what she meant at first, but he understood it a little bit. This made him feel a little confused. Although he had some plans for his future cultivation, he seemed to have never thought about marrying a wife or taking a concubine.

What is it like to have a wife?

He couldn't help but think of his father who had always been alone, and also of his mother. But it seemed that he had never seen his mother since he was born. It didn't seem like a big deal.

But this woman is indeed very important to him, as it affects his chances of building a foundation in the future.

He broke free from his memories, and although he had no plans to marry her now, he still pretended to be in deep thought. His father once taught him that if an object can be easily obtained, then that person will not cherish it.

Although he didn't quite understand it, he always kept it in mind.

He remained silent like this for several minutes.

Yu Fei rested her hands on her legs, her palms gradually became wet and slippery, and her heart became heavier and heavier. She couldn't help but think about what she would do if she was rejected.

At the same time, regret gradually arose in his heart. He was walking into the tiger's mouth just to try for the illusory path to immortality.

But is the path to immortality really more important than one’s own dignity?

Concubine Yu had completely forgotten that the boy in front of her was only ten years old and did not even know what consummating a marriage meant.