So what! Are you going to kill me?

Thinking of this, Wan Ying immediately went to explore Jin Cancan's realm. After discovering that she had reached the tenth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, his face suddenly darkened. He immediately asked, "Which sect are you from?"

With such qualifications, he must be a disciple of one of the five major sects!

Jin Cancan answered honestly: "The new disciple of Tianping Sword Sect, Jin Cancan."

Upon hearing this answer with their own ears, Wan Ying felt as if struck by lightning.

It just happens to be the Tianping Sword Sect which is the most difficult to deal with!

Jin Cancan never thought of hiding it. Firstly, she was too easy to investigate, and secondly, there was a high probability that they had spies inside the Tianping Sword Sect.

They could even find an opportunity to attack Ling Yin, let alone others?

When acting, you have to act it out fully.

An honest person is well-established and trustworthy.

Just when Wan Ying was feeling the pinch, the subordinate who had taken the golden blood came back.

He hurried over and whispered a few words into Wan Ying's ear. Wan Ying's expression immediately brightened up: "Is the level really that high?!"

The subordinate nodded vigorously: "It is absolutely true."

Wan Ying suddenly turned around and looked at Jin Cancan with a very enthusiastic look. He said, "Jin Cancan, do you know about the 'Evolution Ceremony'?"

Jin Cancan shook his head honestly: "I don't remember it."

Wan Ying let out a deep laugh and opened his arms. "Then please allow me to introduce you to this great creation - the Evolution Ceremony!"

Jin Cancan scratched his head: "Please allow me to drive the Xiaomi SU7 to kill you."

Wan Ying paused: "What is Su7?"

Jin Cancan chuckled: "Nothing, just continue."

Wan Ying was interrupted and felt awkward. He put his arm down and continued, "The evolution ceremony is the only way for our race to reach the peak. The monks are always bound by the so-called rules of the righteous path. It is really stupid to practice according to the rules."

"Our 'Evolution Ceremony' can break this shackle... Look at those monsters that have completed part of their 'evolution'. They were just ordinary creatures, but now? They have the power of a complete transformation. Even if they are just a reptile, they have the opportunity to become a real dragon."

Jin Cancan immediately responded: "I remember hearing about your creation of a dragon egg. This is an unprecedented miracle!"

She was sure that Jin Wangcai was not contaminated by the miasma and filth, so...how was it created?

Wan Ying was very pleased with what he said. He was a loyal supporter of the head of the Bo Ling Academy, so he naturally shared the honor: "But there are more than one..."

Halfway through his speech, Wan Ying seemed to realize that he had said something wrong. He immediately stopped talking, coughed, and then continued: "Would you like to join us? We will help you become stronger."

Jin Cancan didn't think much about it and answered quickly: "No, I have a sect, and I am a direct disciple."

Wan Ying was not surprised and laughed softly: "Jin Cancan is indeed the direct disciple of Tianping Sword Sect, but you are not Jin Cancan."

Jin Cancan was stunned where he was, frowning slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wan Ying spread out his palms, and a ball of black miasma floated in his palms.

He looked at the miasma with his eyes full of obsession: "You were originally just a son of miasma, a most ordinary and inferior fallen species."

"Fortunately, we found you and became your savior. We found a suitable monster body for you to parasite."

"You have done a great job and have evolved to perfection. You have taken root in the body of the monster, absorbed its power, and brought your potential to the extreme. Every transformation and every evolution makes us look at you with new eyes... Moreover, you have chosen such a good container for yourself."

"Her spiritual powers, her gifts and knowledge, and her identity are now yours."

Jin Cancan was shocked and said angrily, "You are talking nonsense! The fallen species are clearly a very evil source of pollution. If a monk touches their blood, he will die suddenly within a few months. How could I be a fallen species!"

Wan Ying raised his hand slightly, and the miasma in his palm suddenly surged. He swung it towards Jin Cancan, and his voice rang out at the same time: "Pollution? Wrong! We call it a higher level of transformation!"

Jin Cancan immediately lost the ability to counterattack and fell to the ground.

Wan Ying looked down at her and kindly explained to her: "Those processes that the monks regard as alienation are actually just temporary discomfort, just like the struggle before a butterfly emerges from its cocoon. Once you get through this process, you will be reborn."

"After breathing in this miasma, you should finally remember who you are, right?"

Jin Cancan was not sure what state he would be in after absorbing the miasma, and for fear of being exposed, he simply remained silent.

Wan Ying half-crouched down, but he didn't notice anything wrong. He said to himself, "All fallen species that have just acquired the bodies of cultivators are like this. Maybe you still think it's ridiculous now, but when you need to replenish the miasma, you will naturally face the reality."

Jin Cancan quickly caught the key words and immediately asked: "What do you mean? When will I need to replenish miasma?"

Wan Ying took out the communication stone and handed it to Jin Cancan: "Although you have occupied the body of a cultivator, your essence is still a fallen species, so you naturally cannot drive the spiritual power in the cultivator's body."

"Fortunately, we have researched a secret method that allows you to use processed miasma to replace the original spiritual power. Every time you use the golden ability, every move will consume the miasma stored in your body, so you need to replenish it frequently."

Without waiting for Jin Cancan to ask, Wan Ying continued with a half-smile: "If you don't replenish your miasma in time, not only will you be unable to attack, but you will also be in excruciating pain. At that time, your disguise will be completely ineffective and you will be exposed to the public."

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice became even deeper, with a warning tone: "I don't need to tell you how much those monks hate the fallen species. You can check it out from Jin Cancan's memory."

Jin Cancan shrank back and responded hesitantly: "I, I understand."

Wan Ying was very satisfied with her tact, and took out a bottle of processed miasma and handed it to her: "As long as you do everything we arrange, there will be no danger. You see, with this miasma processed by secret method, you can continue to maintain your current state and enjoy the fun of being a human cultivator."

"Being a human cultivator is much more interesting than being a fallen species. In this land of cultivation, human cultivators have endless resources, respected status, and desirable power."

"You can experience all kinds of wonderful skills and magic weapons, make friends with all kinds of people, and then play them around! You will like this cultivation continent."

"All of this is something you could never reach as a fallen species, but now you have such an opportunity. If you work for us, then you will be 'Golden'."