Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

When the secret realm was about to close and the disciples of the sects were being transferred one after another, the leaders of the major sects gathered on the immortal boat of the Wuji Immortal Sect. They gathered in front of a water mirror.

The water mirror displays the contribution point rankings of the disciples from each major sect.

The sect currently far ahead is the three people from Tianjian Peak of the Wuji Immortal Sect, and their chief disciple Yan Shiyin.

Those who deserve everyone's attention in the future are Jia Luo of Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Lu Yaoguang of Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Fu Shuci of Daqi Sect, Mu Feng of Guixiang Sect, and Jie Yuheng of Chifu Sect.

What made Xi Duyue look sideways was the Dragon Soul Sect. The Dragon Soul Sect always ranked among the top ten in Kunshan, but this time the number of people was hundreds of places behind. It was too tragic.

She and several sect leaders looked at Qin Ziyang, only to find that the overbearing and tyrannical man had an indifferent expression, as if he was in a trance.

The sarcastic expression of Daqi Zong Fu Tianquan disappeared, and he persisted in transmitting his voice of sarcasm.

"Sect Master Qin, this time the Dragon Soul Sect's disciples were left behind by several hundred places in the rankings. Do they really not want to fight Qin Muyue?"

"Ah."

"Is Sect Master Qin satisfied with this result?"

"Ah."

Fu Tianquan was at a loss as to what to do. Qin Ziyang did not even use his power to scare people. He did not even glance at the list and suddenly became as calm as a chrysanthemum.

"Sect Master Qin..."

"Fu Tianquan, don't force me to slap you after I leave the fairy boat." Qin Ziyang replied coldly, with an unquestionable tone.

"....." Fu Tianquan didn't dare to jump anymore. Qin Ziyang always kept his word, but this sentence seemed a bit vulgar. Maybe the imperial teacher hired by the Qin family did not teach well.

Only Xi Duyue's eyes flickered slightly. She found that although Qin Ziyang's gaze was directed at the water mirror, when he turned his gaze, he kept glancing at Qin Muyue's name.

Xi Duyue shook the feather fan in her hand, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

"Is this Qin Muyue really a good-for-nothing with only five spiritual roots? She suddenly obtained two large contribution points in the secret realm. Based on the millions of points, she must have obtained at least two magical tools to get them." As the leader of the Chifu Sect, Chu He is more sensitive to the value of magical tools and talismans, and can guess it based on the contribution points.

Among the eight sect leaders, except Xie Yuchen, the others were guessing what Qin Muyue had taken that made him far ahead of everyone else.

"Immortal Fuguang, has your little disciple awakened the Dragon Soul Body? How come he is suddenly ranked first?" Fu Tianquan took the opportunity to talk to Jun Yuzheng at the bow of the ship.

Jun Yuzheng's back was like a statue made of ice and snow, with silver hair fluttering in the wind, his clothes as white as snow, and a few silver-white winter plum blossoms blooming. He just replied calmly.

"Ah."

"..." Fu Tianquan felt tired of talking to these powerful people who were as calm as chrysanthemums, but he continued to talk to them without giving up.

"Immortal Fuguang, your disciple Qin Muyue is truly a model of suppressing before promoting. She has been hiding her talents for decades, but now she has suddenly become a sensation, just like the goddess of the sky descending to earth. It is like the bright moon in the sky, eclipsing all the stars."

Fu Tianquan paused and continued, "The artifact she obtained must be extraordinary and priceless. I'm afraid only you, Immortal Fu Guang, can recognize its true value. This child's path is limitless."

Jun Yuzheng still had his back to the crowd, his silver hair fluttering in the wind. His voice came calmly, "Master Fu, you are too kind. Yue'er has always been smart and diligent. As for the divine weapon, if she can use it well, it will naturally play its due role."

Fu Tianquan was secretly delighted when Jun Yuzheng finally spoke, and took the opportunity to say, "Speaking of divine artifacts, I suddenly remembered the legendary Xirang. It is said that this thing can nourish all things and breed vitality. If it can complement the divine artifact, it will definitely allow Qin Muyue's cultivation to reach a higher level. I wonder if you, Immortal Fuguang, know the whereabouts of Xirang?"

Jun Yuzheng turned his head slightly, his eyes as deep as a cold pond, and said indifferently: "Xiran is a thing left behind by the ancient heaven. It is extremely precious, and there are few records of it. If the Daqi Sect has a method for refining it, I would like to hear the details."

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. The Daqi Sect only knows one part of the story, but not the other. I have a fragment that I can show off." Fu Tianquan hurriedly took out the ancient fragment and respectfully used his spiritual power to present it to Jun Yuzheng.

Jun Yuzheng nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and gently waved it, and the fragment flew slowly into his hand as if being pulled by an invisible force. His eyes swept over the fragment, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his calm.

"Master Fu, the method of refining Xirang recorded in this fragment is quite exquisite, but there are still several key points that need to be refined. I will accept this item." Jun Yuzheng said lightly, with a hint of appreciation in his tone.

"As for the return gift," Jun Yuzheng put away the remaining scroll and continued to look towards the exit of the secret realm, his voice as loud as ice jade falling on a jade plate.

"After the Wuji Xianzong, someone will naturally deliver it."

There was a gleam of light in Fu Tianquan's eyes. There was no other choice but the disciples of Tianjian Peak to escort the treasure this time.

Then, he wanted Fu Shuci to lead them well and fulfill his duty as a good host.

As soon as Fu Shuci walked out of the secret realm, he suddenly felt a fiery gaze. He looked up and saw that it was his father who had been worried about the sect.

Just when Fu Shuci had a feeling that he would have to work overtime, another group of figures in ink-stained white Taoist robes emerged.

Suddenly, the temperature around dropped instantly, the wind and clouds changed color, and a group of dark clouds gathered in the sky, moving along with someone.

When Fu Shuci saw the girl skillfully take out the puppet, he suddenly felt pain from the fire-avoiding golden puppet. It hurt, it hurt too much.

He could tell at a glance that the puppet child was covered in scars and was on the verge of breaking.

Qin Muyue didn't notice anything. She looked at Jun Yuzheng, who appeared in front of her with brilliance, and tears of emotion almost flowed out of her mouth.

[I haven’t seen Master for almost a month. She smells so good and looks so beautiful. Let me kiss her.]

[Host, be reserved]

Jun Yuzheng, who was about to take a step forward, paused, flashed behind Qin Muyue, grabbed the girl by the collar, tore through the void and left Kunshan.

Qin Muyue's eyes went dark, then suddenly cleared up. She looked carefully and saw that the person was at Tianjian Peak, being held in the arms of her master like a briefcase.

[This familiar plum blossom scent, guys, I really want to know if Master’s armpit smells like this]

[Host, others know the heavens, are you going against the heavens? ]

Jun Yuzheng's tall body, which had been unshakable for thousands of years, trembled all over when he heard Qin Muyue's voice.

It felt like there were ants crawling around and the girl was almost thrown out.

Yu Fengxue, who just returned to the sect:......?

Jun Yuzheng regained a sense of familiarity from Qin Muyue. His figure rushed into the protection platform like lightning, put the girl down, turned around and disappeared.

A thousand years later, Jun Yuzheng once again felt as if there was a strange demon chasing him from behind.

Yu Fengxue silently kept a distance from the guard platform, fearing that Qin Muyue would see her and say something even more outrageous.

Qin Muyue touched the magical treasure of heaven and earth under her butt and felt excited.

[Tong, the mountain-sized Jade Guardian, a treasure that even Master doesn’t have in his private vault, I finally saw it today]

[Host, wipe your saliva. The sect has set up many restrictions here. Don’t even think about taking a piece of sand with you.]

Qin Muyue calmed down and took out hundreds of spiritual treasures like setting up a stall.