After reading the game to understand the protagonist's chance, she took all of them.

The Qingyuan Sect’s efforts to eliminate evil and fight demons were very swift and efficient.

Bai Lan only sent out a sound transmission note, and then dispatched three Jindan stage cultivators to besiege the Demon Palace's young master Lan Ning.

Bai Lingguo, who did not get the Tianyuan Fruit, came to Wanbao Tower as the system guessed, and was attending the auction with Lan Ning, who had changed into the attire of a righteous monk.

After removing the black eyeshadow and wearing the jade token given by her Yuanying stage father around her waist, Lan Ning can conceal her aura very well.

Even in a crowded place like Wanbaolou, no one discovered his identity.

"Brother Aning, thank you for helping me. With this red marrow flower as medicine, Master's injury will surely heal quickly."

Just as the mysterious man said, Bai Ling talked about her master every three sentences.

"No need to thank me. You saved me. A mere red marrow flower is nothing." After Lan Ning finished speaking, a hint of paranoia flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Bai Ling.

"Ling'er, after you give the Red Marrow Flower to your master, come back to look for me, how about that?"

"why?"

"I want to... take you somewhere."

The two had just walked out of the Wanbao Tower and Lan Ning hadn't finished speaking when several elders of the Qingyuan Sect appeared from the sky and arrived at the Wanbao Tower, surrounding the place.

Lan Ning hadn't finished his evil words yet when he looked up, he was startled by the three Jindan stage cultivators in the sky above him.

The three monks are all elders of Qingyuan Sect, Lingxiao Zhenren of Law Enforcement Hall, Qingxuan Zhenren of Yuqing Peak and the Sect Master Qinghe Zhenren.

Behind these three people were several inner disciples dressed in blue.

Lan Ning's heart skipped a beat, as if a mouse had hidden its scent, sprayed itself with cat-scented perfume, put on a cat skin, and wandered into the cat's den.

Even though he was disguised as a cat, he would still feel scared when he saw several big cats staring at him with a fierce look in their eyes.

"Uh, ahem, fellow Taoists from Qingyuan Sect, what brings you to my Wanbao Tower? What brings you here?" A Jindan stage guest who was in charge of Wanbao Tower appeared from the building with reverberation.

"Don't be alarmed, fellow Daoist. We just received a tip from a disciple in our sect that there was a trace of the Demon Palace's Young Master Lan Ning here, so we came here to capture him."

Lan Ning suddenly turned around and looked at Bai Ling: "Is it you?"

A look full of doubt and murderous intent.

He suspected that Bai Ling had betrayed him, because as of now, she was the only one who knew his identity as a demon cultivator.

Could it be that this woman had gained his trust...and was trying to extract benefits from him?

Now that she has obtained the Red Marrow Flower, after this success, she thinks that she has lost her usefulness, so she sets up a trap in such a place where many righteous monks gather, and puts herself to death?

The life of the young master of the Demon Palace is indeed worth spirit stones.

A fierce look flashed in Lan Ning's eyes, and he almost turned love into hate.

Bai Ling was at a loss. She shook her head frantically: "No, I don't know what's going on. Aning, please listen to my explanation..."

"Hmph." Lan Ning's eyes flashed coldly, but he said nothing. He pinched the jade token at his waist and calmed down.

I have the jade token given by my father in my hand, so how could my identity be exposed?

But the fear in his heart could not be eliminated. He finally gritted his teeth, moved his fingertips lightly, and sent out a sound transmission note to ask for help from the old woman in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The subtle fluctuation of spiritual power that Lan Ning sent out was naturally noticed by Master Qinghe in mid-air.

He frowned slightly, but this man...didn't have any demonic energy on him.

Taoist Qinghe pondered for a while. Although he could not be sure that this boy was a demon cultivator at present, but...if he was not a demon cultivator, why was he evasive and so flustered?

Don't be afraid of a thousand but be prepared for the worst......

At this time, in the Shiwan Mountains——

The old woman who was fishing in the cave received the message and frowned slightly.

Before, he disliked my presence because it delayed his and Bai Ling's affectionate relationship, but now he remembered me when he was in danger.

After weighing the pros and cons for a second, the old woman finally stood up and waved her hand to put all the things in the cave into the storage bag.

In less than a breath, the old woman packed up everything and disappeared into the cave in an instant.

"Yes, it seems that a young master of the Demon Palace is in danger." Bai Lan nodded with a smile.

She saved the game and waited for another quarter of an hour before she walked out of the Void Stone.

No one showed up. It seemed that the old woman had really gone far away. Lan Ning was really anxious.

"Host, you've made such a big fuss, Bai Ling's harem won't really die here, right?" The system suddenly became a little excited.

Although the mission direction is reversed, it seems that we are getting closer and closer to the goal!

"No." Bai Lan shook his head: "Lan Ning is the only offspring of the Nascent Soul stage Hegui old demon. His value far exceeds that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment stage demon cultivator. If I were the sect master, I would not kill him so easily."

He will definitely threaten his son and ask for some huge benefits from the Demon Palace.

It is obvious that Master Qinghe is unwilling to go to war with the Demon Palace at the moment. If Lan Ning is really killed, the old demon Hegui in the Nascent Soul stage will definitely start a war and kill him. At that time, the two sects will play a game of elimination among the disciples.

The best strategy is to keep Lan Ning alive, detain him, and use him to threaten the Demon Palace.

At this moment in Cang Yuan City——

"The powerful people in Qingyuan Sect are so arrogant. I am just a casual cultivator. How can I trouble you Jindan stage elders to surround me with such hospitality?" Lan Ning suppressed his chattering teeth and spoke in a deep voice.

The jade token completely concealed the demonic energy around him. Even if he was surrounded by righteous cultivators, they could not prove his identity as a demon cultivator.

Nan Xianzhi, who had hurried over from the Shiwan Mountains, felt her heart sink when she saw this. She suddenly remembered what Bai Lan had said in the sound transmission talisman. She hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Master! He has a jade token left by a Nascent Soul cultivator that conceals his demonic energy. If you take off the jade token, you can identify him!"

Taoist Qinghe's eyes sharpened, and he raised his hand to take the jade token from Lan Ning's waist.

The jade token left his body in an instant, and Lan Ning's heart sank. The aura of a demon cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage was immediately exposed.

"It's indeed a demon cultivator..."

How did they know? I had only told Bai Ling about the jade token.

Lan Ning looked at Bai Ling, anger flashed across his eyes.

He is no longer evil, no longer has red eyes, and no longer wants to live. All he wants now is to kill this woman.

"He is indeed a villain from the evil sect." Master Qinghe snorted coldly.

With a flick of his sleeves, he sent a gust of wind to push Lan Ning back. In an instant, his tendons and veins were broken and his dantian was damaged.

Bai Ling was startled, and stepped forward to help Lan Ning up, tears in her eyes: "Aning, I..."

Lan Ning's eyes were bloodshot and blood was gushing out from his mouth when he opened it.

"Bai... Ling, I will remember you. Even if you turn into ashes, you can never... escape from my palm."

Frightened by Lan Ning's murderous look, Bai Ling felt a chill in her heart. She slowly raised her head, and after seeing the figure of one of the Jindan stage cultivators clearly, she suddenly let go and threw the seriously injured Lan Ning to the ground.

Bai Ling's face turned paler and paler: "Master...?"