Cannon fodder and female supporting role, a match made in heaven

Shen Zhaozhao has been feeling uneasy these days, as if a huge rock is hanging over her heart.

This morning, the inner disciples who were guarding the Immortal Prison were urgently transferred away and replaced by several outer disciples.

She lay down beside the cell door and listened carefully, finally grasping the key from their whispers.

All inner disciples must rush to Wufeng Mountain.

Shen Zhaozhao's heart sank suddenly, and his fingertips clenched the cold iron chain.

She guessed that the trap they set for Chu Yu might have been set.

She prayed secretly that Chu Yu would not come.

"Zhao Zhao."

Urgent shouts were heard along with a gust of wind and frost. Yu Miaoyi ran to the prison quickly, holding up her skirt, with unmelted snow still on her shoulders.

She glanced around and quickly lowered her voice, "I've got news! They've set up a formation using ancient magical instruments. Today, all the immortal sect disciples have gone to Wufeng Mountain, just waiting... just waiting for Chu Yu to fall into their trap."

Before she finished speaking, she had already taken out a bronze key, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it gently. With a "click", the prison door opened.

She squatted down again and quickly untied the black iron chains on Shen Zhaozhao's ankles and wrists.

"I met Shi Yu on the way. He handed me the key and this letter and told me to give it to you as soon as possible."

Shen Zhaozhao unfolded the letter and saw Shi Yu's handwriting:

"Shen Zhaozhao, after thinking it over, I can't hide this from you.

Master has united with the various sect leaders to set up a demon-suppressing formation on Wufeng Mountain, intending to kill Chu Yu. Now the formation is complete, waiting for him to step into the trap.

Maybe you were right at the beginning, and I thought everything was too simple.

Today I learned that Master used the ancient magic weapon in your body as a bargaining chip to reach a cooperation with the leaders of the nine sects.

They agreed that once the demon leader was defeated, the magic weapon would belong to the Nine Sects. Master concealed this from them, saying only that the magic weapon was in Chu Yu's possession. After that, I had no idea what Master planned to do.

You should leave quickly and hide somewhere where no one knows. "

After Shen Zhaozhao finished reading, a wisp of spiritual power condensed at his fingertips, and the letter instantly turned into ashes and scattered in the prison with the wind.

Her eyes narrowed slightly: "Miaoyi, do you know what the magic weapon they use to set up the formation looks like?"

"I secretly went to Wufeng Mountain to take a look!" Yu Miaoyi nodded hurriedly, her tone a little anxious. "There was something like a wheel floating above the formation, wrapped in golden light, and five golden dragons were circling the outer circle."

She described it as detailed as possible.

Based on Yu Miaoyi's description, Shen Zhaozhao quickly searched for relevant memories in his mind.

In the shape of a wheel, with five golden dragons...it's the ancient artifact, the Five Dragon Wheel!

Yu Miaoyi had just read the contents of the letter and didn't have time to think about it. She tore off her plain cloak and stuffed it into Shen Zhaozhao's hand: "Zhaozhao, change clothes with me quickly! There are still several disciples guarding outside. I will stay in the prison in your clothes, and you change into my clothes and go out. This way we won't alert the enemy."

"Then what are you going to do?" Shen Zhaozhao clutched his cloak, his voice tense.

Yu Miaoyi smiled and reached out to straighten her collar. "I'm just a mortal without spiritual power. Even if they find out I've been replaced, they can't kill a mere mortal like me, right? Besides, I'm still wearing the 'Mountain God Vest' you gave me, don't worry."

"Well, be careful."

The most urgent thing now is to tell Chu Yu as soon as possible. Shen Zhaozhao no longer hesitated, quickly changed clothes with Yu Miaoyi, put on the hood of the cloak, and walked out with a frown.

The outer disciples guarding outside the prison were talking to each other, their words full of longing for entering the inner sect.

Shen Zhaozhao walked out without looking around. Just as she was about to step out of the gate of the immortal prison, she suddenly heard a loud shout from behind her: "Wait! Take off your hat!"

He was one of the outer disciples. Perhaps it was his first time on duty, so he was extra cautious.

Shen Zhaozhao's heart tightened, and her hand quickly reached into the brocade bag at her waist, took out a face-changing pill and put it into her mouth. The pill melted in her mouth.

She turned around slowly, raised her hand to take off her hat - her face already looked like Yu Miaoyi.

The outer disciple took a look and indeed had no suspicion, so he waved his hand and let her pass.

The Qingwei Sect was already empty, as all the disciples had gone to Wufeng Mountain. Shen Zhaozhao took out the talisman paper, pointed his toes, and flew up, rushing towards the demon realm.

But just after flying a short distance, a loud noise suddenly came from the horizon. A golden light suddenly surged above Wufeng Mountain, and the shadows of five golden dragons circled and roared in the clouds.

The formation has been activated!

Shen Zhaozhao looked at the dazzling golden light, his heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, almost jumping out of his chest.

It’s too late, Chu Yu is already in the formation.

The talisman paper drew a sharp arc in the low sky. Shen Zhaozhao's sleeves were rustling in the wind, and his eyes were fixed on the direction of Wufeng Mountain in front.

The golden light had become substantial, and five golden dragon phantoms were tumbling in the formation. Every time they swung their tails, the air trembled, and even the clouds in the distance were shattered into pieces.

She was just about to urge the talisman paper to work faster when she suddenly felt a warm throbbing in her sea of ​​consciousness.

The spiritual consciousness that Chu Yu had left in her sea of ​​consciousness was originally quietly rooted in the soil of the Tree of Life, but now it was circling rapidly along the branches of the Tree of Life.

The green veins of the tree of life glowed faintly, intertwining with the black light of the spiritual consciousness. A gentle yet powerful spiritual power flowed along the edge of her sea of ​​consciousness and slowly flowed into her limbs and bones.

Shen Zhaozhao's whole body trembled, and the spiritual power at his fingertips suddenly became stronger. Even the talisman paper under his feet was stimulated by the spiritual power and its speed increased.

She could clearly feel that the spiritual power in her dantian, which was originally like a shallow pool, was now being continuously injected with new power. The level of the pool was constantly rising, and there was even a faint sign of breaking through the realm barrier.

This is Chu Yu's spiritual power, carrying his unique clear aura, which is being passed to her without reservation through the Taoist Companion Contract.

The Demon Clan's Taoist Companion Contract states that if one person is on the verge of death, he or she can choose to transfer all of his or her own cultivation to the Taoist Companion.

"Chu Yu!" Shen Zhaozhao bit her lower lip, and her eyes turned red instantly.

She doesn't want his cultivation, she just wants him to live well.

The spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness rotated faster, the light of the tree of life became more dazzling, and the spiritual power rushed along the meridians like a stream.

Shen Zhaozhao took a deep breath, raised his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and forced this sudden force into his dantian.

Now is not the time to break through, she must see Chu Yu first.

At this moment, a deafening dragon roar came from the direction of Wufeng Mountain. A ball of black mist suddenly exploded in the golden light. Five golden dragons seemed to be enraged and swooped down towards the center of the black mist.

Shen Zhaozhao calmed his mind, poured all the spiritual power in his body into the talisman paper, and flew towards the chaotic battlefield where gold and black were intertwined.