Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

As soon as she left the sect, Guan Xinyue heard the good news from Mao Tuanzi in the space:

[Congratulations to the host! 60% of the mission issued by the original owner has been completed. Keep up the good work, host!]

Guan Xinyue nodded.

It turned out that she was right to come here.

The original owner's hope was to leave the Xian Sect, reclaim her belongings, and then become stronger. Her strength had improved considerably, but she was still not considered one of the continent's top experts.

As for the original owner's things, the only thing missing now should be the top-grade ice spirit root.

However, since the mission was 60% complete, the halo of the male and female protagonists had no effect on her. From now on, she can complete the mission as she pleases.

I just heard Lu Bucai and Yunhua Zhenjun discussing that Hetian Ling'er's marriage ceremony should be held in two months.

During this time, she could go back to Qinglan Country to see what was going on there. Although they had heard a lot from each other over the years, she had never been back.

More than 100 years have passed, and the original owner's father, the emperor, and mother should miss her.

Just leave.

When passing by a city on the way, Guan Xinyue landed the spirit boat.

She released Jiang Yu from the space, destroyed his Dantian with her own hands, dug out his spiritual roots, took away his storage bag, and searched his body thoroughly.

Then they threw him into a place where beggars gathered.

After thinking about it, he simply left An Ruohe's body next to him... Good brothers, everything should be in order.

The spirit boat then flew away.

. . .

A cold morning.

Beneath the eaves of a dilapidated house, autumn insects were humming softly.

Jiang Yu struggled to wake up from his coma, only to feel extreme pain all over his body. Where was this? It didn't seem like his own cave?

He opened his eyes and looked around, and suddenly saw several dirty, enlarged faces, drooling at him.

"Hehehe~Hehe~He's awake!"

An old beggar clapped his hands, looking not very smart, and turned to the people around him and said with a smile:

"I told you he was still alive, but you didn't believe me!"

Another middle-aged beggar with a black face spat and said disapprovingly, "He's lucky, or we would have thrown him out too."

The beggar next to him nodded:

"What bad luck! It's the middle of the night! Who's so wicked as to leave a dead person and this half-dead person here?"

Guan. Huiqi. Xinyue: "..."

She probably never imagined that one day she would be scolded by a beggar.

A young beggar with disheveled hair nearby raised his dirty fist towards Jiang Yu with a fierce look on his face:

"If you wake up, get out of here right away, or get out and beg for food! How dare you take over my sleeping place!"

"Do you believe I'll beat you up?"

Jiang Yu: "..."

He moved his eyes in confusion and looked around. Dead people? Where were the dead people?

Also, this dilapidated and desolate place looked too much like the beggars' den where he had stayed as a child - was he entering a fantasy world?

Yes, that must be the case.

Fake, everything is fake!

It must be because he has been afraid recently that he would return to the situation of a beggar, which gave rise to a demon in his heart, causing him to be deceived and enter the illusion.

Wasn’t that what happened to the senior brother and the junior sister last time? They were attacked in the secret realm.

Huh, he won't be fooled.

Thinking of this, he cheered up and planned to kill these annoying beggars with a palm first, maybe he could get out of this illusion.

But when he tried to gather strength, he found that his dantian was empty and he couldn't muster any energy at all.

After trying countless times without giving up, Jiang Yu came to a conclusion in great panic that he... seemed to have no spiritual power left!

In extreme panic, he no longer cared about the pain in his body and sat up suddenly. His movement was so violent that it scared the beggars in front of him.

Ignore the beggars' cursing.

He trembled as he felt around his abdomen, and soon felt a long wound. Something seemed to come to his mind, and he suddenly tore off his clothes.

There was a "swish" sound of silk tearing, Jiang Yu looked down, and then there was a "boom" sound in his head.

He is familiar with this wound.

When Master dug out Senior Sister Tian's spiritual roots, he cleared them all out, but he still sneaked in to check on Senior Sister Guan before she woke up.

That wound…that wound is exactly the same as the one he has now!

Suddenly it was like being struck by lightning.

I can no longer deceive myself that I am still in some illusion. Jiang Yu covered the part where he lost his spiritual root with his hands and wailed fiercely:

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"My spiritual roots, my spiritual roots are gone. Who, who dug up my spiritual roots? Give them back to me, give them back to me!"

"I don't want to become a useless person like Senior Sister Guan!"

"I still want to cultivate. I have such good aptitude that I will be able to ascend to the upper realm sooner or later. Who wants to harm me like this? Wuwuwuwu..."

His voice and the terrifying aura he exuded really frightened the beggars at first.

When they heard what he said, and saw that he could only wail endlessly, they exchanged glances and rushed forward to beat him up.

"What the fuck are you howling? You scared me. You're such a coward, and you still want to cultivate immortality?"

Several people kicked and cursed:

"Seeing you dressed like a gentleman, I thought you had a few spirit stones on you, but after all this trouble you don't even have half a copper coin!"

"You stinking beggar who's even poorer than us, yet you still dream of ascending to the upper realm? Ugh! I don't think you can even afford to eat shit!"

Jiang Yu was beaten so hard that he stumbled back and forth, unable to resist at all.

For so many years, he only cultivated immortality in Wenxian Sect, not his body.

In terms of physical fitness and strength, they are not as good as the beggars who usually walk the streets.

It was not until a long time later that the beggars were tired of beating him and were hungry, so they let him go and went out to beg for food, cursing at him.

When Jiang Yu woke up again, there was only a young beggar beside him, squatting on the ground.

Staring at him without blinking.

Seeing that he had woken up, I asked the question that I had been holding back for a long time:

"You just said you can cultivate immortality, is that true?"

"I don't think you're lying, but can a cultivator become a beggar? Are you still able to cultivate now?

"Can you teach me?"

Seeing that Jiang Yu didn't answer for a long time,

His eyes were filled with endless yearning and longing, and he thought to himself, "It would be great if one day I could also cultivate immortality. Then I could at least eat three steamed buns a day, right?"

"Have you eaten?"

He looked at Jiang Yu devoutly, his eyes full of longing: "The kind of steamed buns made entirely of white flour, fragrant and soft, hot, and some even have stuffing inside!"

Jiang Yu was silent.

Of course he had eaten it. When Guan Xinyue first brought him to the Immortal Sect, he was not qualified to practice, let alone fast.

At that time, Senior Sister Guan made several special trips to the mortal world to collect various folk delicacies for him.

Not only are there steaming hot, fragrant and soft steamed buns, but there are also buns filled with meat fillings, which will make juice flow out when you take a bite.

There are many other delicious dishes: crispy duck, braised pork elbow, stir-fried scallops, spicy diced pork... Somehow, after hundreds of years, he thought he had forgotten all of these.

But only now did he realize that all those memories he thought were dead suddenly came back to attack him, making his mouth water and his stomach growl.