It’s all Shura field!

"Host, you heard it right. We have found the first destined person. Please start the strategy immediately."

Ruyi began to remind him tirelessly that because Song Qingbai was injured repeatedly, the progress of the entire task bar was slow!

"Are you sure your name is Ruyi and not some other name?"

Song Qingbai asked several more times without giving up, but the conclusion he finally came to was the same. He could only stare at the bracelet on his wrist angrily.

"Hehe, if the host has something to say, please call Ruyi. If not, please don't disturb me. Bye..."

Damn, if I can't complete the task, it won't lose anything, right? Otherwise, do not disturb?

Song Qingbai rubbed his aching forehead and decided to ask Elder Yunmeng for help again!

This fiancée is lying in bed with serious injuries. No matter whether Lin Yanzhou is willing or not, since he is nominally her fiancé, it is normal for him to take care of her!

No?

Song Qingbai closed his eyes and thought lightly, but he felt a little panicked in his heart. That guy's narrow eyes were full of indifference and extremely dangerous. He felt that he was unreliable just by thinking about it.

Let's hold off for a while! It's more important to save your life first.

.......

"Yi Mo, please ask your father for mercy on my behalf! I was just venting your anger by injuring that loser, and you want to expel me from Qingyun Sword Sect. How am I going to live in the future!"

In a courtyard of Qingyun Sword Sect, Lou Xinyue was kneeling on the ground with disheveled hair, pulling at Su Yimo's dress and begging bitterly.

When she walked out of the small town with the help of her thunder spirit root, countless people envied her. Now that her cultivation has been wasted and she is going back like this, it would be more satisfying than killing her.

But she couldn't die yet. After such humiliation, she would do everything she could to get it back.

No matter if it's Su Yimo or Song Qingbai, they all have to pay the price, humph! Lou Xinyue lowered her head, her eyes full of hatred.

"Lou Xinyue, don't talk nonsense. What do you mean by venting your anger for me? You secretly beat up my little sister Xiaobai without telling me, and I didn't blame you, but you actually wanted to bite back."

Su Yimo pulled the dress out of her hands with disgust, took two steps back, a smile on her face and a hint of reproach in her tone.

But her face was still gentle, but her eyes were full of helplessness.

There were still some disciples watching in the courtyard, because the magic class had just ended. Lou Xinyue had used some unknown method to stop Su Yimo in front of everyone.

Su Yimo couldn't get angry at the moment and could only persuade him in a soft voice.

"Haha, Yimo, do you really not care about even a little friendship?"

When Lou Xinyue saw her putting on that face again, her hatred suddenly increased.

"What happened?"

While the two were talking, Su Xuhai came up and followed him with some guards and his confidants for a night walk.

"Meet the Acting Sect Master!"

"Daddy!"

When Su Yimo saw that it was her father, she quickly stepped forward and took his arm.

When the disciples saw Su Xuhai coming, they originally wanted to watch the fun, but now they had to disperse.

"Travel at night and bring the people with you."

Su Xuhai's face was serious. He glanced at Lou Xinyue who was kneeling on the ground and gave instructions.

"Yes, master."

When Lou Xinyue was mentioned by Ye Xing, her face turned pale. No matter how vicious Su Yimo was, he was just a seventeen-year-old child.

But Su Xuhai is different. His cultivation is not high, and his swordsmanship is not strong either. However, he has been in charge of the Qingyun Sword Sect, which ranks first among the eight major sects, for six years. It seems that his methods are extraordinary.

Lou Xinyue was filled with resentment in her heart, but faced with the hypocritical and venomous father and daughter in front of her, she had no other choice for the moment.

As soon as they entered Su Xuhai's yard, Ye Xing threw Lou Xinyue, who had a look of despair in her eyes, to the ground.

"Master, please let me go!"

Lou Xinyue was hurt from the fall and her mind became clearer. She rolled and crawled towards Su Xuhai.

"Want to stay in Qingyun Sword Sect?"

Su Xuhai's facial features were three-dimensional and cold, and it was obvious that he was once a handsome man. However, when his eyelids were thin and pressed down, there was a natural strength in him that made Lou Xinyue dare not look directly at him.

"To the Acting Sect Master, as long as I can stay in Qingyun Sword Sect, Lou Xinyue is willing to work like a slave."

Lou Xinyue suppressed the fear growing in her heart and spoke slowly.

"You are quite clever!"

After a while, the person sitting in a high position sneered, which made Lou Xinyue realize that there was still a way out of all this.

Rather than going back in disgrace, she would rather stay in Qingyun Sword Sect, even if it means risking her life!

Upon hearing this, Su Yimo quickly raised her eyes and looked at her father, only to see him give her a calm look and not say anything to drive Lou Xinyue away.

"But the Qingyun Sword Sect also does not need trash around Yi Mo."

These words that came from above her head instantly shattered the hope that Lou Xinyue had just raised.

"Please, on behalf of the sect, give Lou Xinyue another chance. It was my fault that I failed to kill Song Qingbai that night. I am willing to accept the punishment."

Lou Xinyue kowtowed several times, her expression sincere.

"But your cultivation has been destroyed. How can you be of any use to me?"

Su Xuhai's low voice sounded, and his tone was extremely cold, like ice.

"Reporting to the Sect Master, although Lou Xinyue's cultivation has been abolished, her spiritual veins are still there. Give me a few more years and I will definitely be able to serve you."

Lou Xinyue decided to give it a try and begged again.

"Well, take this pill first."

Su Xuhai looked at the person under his feet and a red pill appeared in his hand.

Lou Xinyue looked up at the red pill, immediately stood up, picked it up and swallowed it.

"Why don't you ask what medicine this is?"

"Giving medicine on behalf of the Sect Master is equivalent to giving Lou Xinyue a chance to stay in Qingyun Sword Sect. No matter what medicine it is, it is a gift to me."

Lou Xinyue knelt on the ground again, with a very humble attitude. She understood that if she wanted to continue staying in Qingyun Sword Sect, she had to gain Su Xuhai's trust.

"From now on, you will follow Ye Xing's instructions. The medicine you just used can restore your cultivation, but it is also a heart-burning poison. Take the antidote once every six months. If you have any other thoughts, then wait for the raging fire to burn your heart and you will die!"

There was no expression on Su Xuhai's face. He didn't care about Lou Xinyue's surrender, but why not have an extra free chess piece?

It will come in handy sooner or later. Besides, she was born with the spirit of thunder, so if she practices more in her daily life, she will be able to make some progress.

"Thank you, Deputy Sect Master."

Lou Xinyue was determined and performed several more bows.

"Okay, Night Walk, take her down."

"Yes, Master."

Ye Xing had half a mask on his face. He bowed respectfully and took Lou Xinyue away.

"Father, why do you want to keep her here? She clearly has bad intentions towards my daughter. If we keep such an unfaithful person, she may become a disaster in the future!"

As soon as the two of them left the yard, Su Yimo asked in confusion.

"Yi Mo, what did your father teach you? To win over people's hearts and cultivate your own power. Even though she is unwilling, it doesn't mean that we can't use other means to make her obedient."

Su Xuhai frowned slightly and explained again. It was a pity that Su Yimo, like him, not only had a mediocre spiritual vein, but also did not have much talent in cultivation.

If he had not met Song Changfeng back then, he would have been hunted down and killed by his enemies and would not have been able to hold such a high position.