Quick Wear: I Fulfill the Wish of Cannon Fodder

In less than a hundred rounds, the majestic spear in Duan Fushu's hand was split into two halves by the sharp sword in Su Lan's hand during the fierce confrontation with her!

As the crisp sound of breaking echoed around, Duan Fushu felt as if he had been hit hard. He was no longer able to resist Su Lan's fierce attack. He could only watch himself falling rapidly from mid-air like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Su Lan, sword in hand, her sleeves fluttering, landed lightly in front of Duan Fushu, who lay spewing blood, like a fairy descending to earth. Her lips curled up slightly, revealing a scornful smile: "This is just the beginning! How could you give up so easily, Senior Brother?"

Duan Fushu endured the severe pain and humiliation, raised his head with difficulty, looked at the junior sister in front of him who was once familiar but now extremely unfamiliar, and said in a trembling voice: "No... Junior sister, Elder Su, I know I was wrong, please be merciful and forgive me this time." At this moment, even if he felt aggrieved and unwilling in his heart, facing Su Lan's powerful strength, he no longer had the thought of resisting.

Especially when he thought that Su Lan could possess such astonishing power just after surviving a thunder tribulation, he felt even more despair.

So, he continued to beg for mercy: "Senior brother, I am the leader of a sect after all. Please be kind and let me go for the sake of the Supreme Elder." As he begged bitterly, he hurriedly took out precious pills from his arms and stuffed them into his mouth, hoping to recover some strength as soon as possible.

However, Duan Fushu had completely misjudged Su Lan's thoughts at the moment. As he mentioned the Supreme Elder, Su Qingcang, Su Lan's eyes instantly turned icy cold, as if freezing the air around them. With a cold snort, she ignored Duan Fushu's plight and pleas for mercy, unhesitatingly extending her hand and slapping him hard.

There was a loud "bang," and Duan Fushu let out a shrill scream. Su Lan's palm sent him flying several feet away. At the same time, he could clearly feel the spiritual energy that had once filled his body being drained away at an extremely fast rate, like a flood that could no longer be stopped.

"Ah! You bitch, what on earth did you do to me?" Duan Fushu widened his eyes in horror, feeling his own cultivation disappear in disbelief. The pain and despair almost made him collapse.

"It's nothing, just tit for tat." Su Lan showed a villain's smile that scared the ungrateful disciples. Their master uncle was defeated just like that.

"Uncle Master!" Lu Gong rushed to Duan Fushu's side, anxiously leaning over to carefully examine his condition. Duan Fushu's face was as pale as paper, his breath was barely surviving, and the flame of life seemed to be extinguished at any moment. Lu Gong's heart tightened, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that there were several elders in the sect who were also in the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Today's situation had come to this point, and he had to force his master to hand over his spiritual roots, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Master, you've really gone too far this time! I, your disciple, had no choice but to do this. Don't blame me for being heartless and ungrateful!" Lu Gong gritted his teeth, pulled out the precious communication jade pendant from his bosom, and without hesitation sent an urgent message to the five elders who remained behind in the sect: "Su Lan has betrayed the sect, Yu Qingfeng has seriously injured the sect leader, elders, please come to support us as soon as possible!"

After doing all this, Lu Gong raised his head and looked at Su Lan fiercely. However, facing his actions, Su Lan seemed unusually calm and composed.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful smile, as if she completely ignored the impending crisis.

If one comes, she'll beat one; if two come, she'll beat both! After all, in her previous life, these hypocritical guys turned a blind eye to the suffering endured by the original owner and Su Qingcang, and watched with cold eyes. Weren't they accomplices? If they dare to cause trouble for me now, they really don't know how to live or die! "

Su Lan turned around and looked at the four disciples standing on the other side, and asked casually, "How is Lu Manman now?"

"My Master has always been so kind and caring towards his disciples! Ever since my junior sister was rescued, her condition has been extremely critical. She could only survive by taking a precious elixir."

"She is now lying quietly on the bed, eagerly waiting for the arrival of new spiritual roots. Master, please follow me."

When the name Lu Manman was mentioned, Bai Lingfeng's originally tired expression instantly became energetic. He hurriedly took a few steps forward and led Su Lan to his junior sister's room.

Except for Lu Gong, who was still standing there in a daze, unable to accept the huge contrast between his master before and after, the other five people, including the seriously injured Yuan Changan, followed him into the heroine's room.

The body chosen by Lu Manman was not stunningly beautiful, but the charm techniques taught to her by the Demon Lord added a lot of charming charm to her.

At this moment, she was lying on the bed, her face as pale as paper, bloodless. Her delicate, pitiful, and fragile appearance was truly pitiful! Unfortunately, such a touching scene appeared as hideous and terrifying as a demon in Su Lan's eyes.

"Master... cough cough... I am an unfilial disciple and have become a burden to you..." Lu Manman was carefully helped up by Bai Lingfeng. She leaned softly in Bai Lingfeng's arms like a willow swaying in the wind.

"If Master feels embarrassed and is unwilling to expend any more energy to treat my disciple, then just let Manman leave early... ahem... Anyway, I am a lonely and helpless woman with no one to rely on. I have no concerns or attachments in this world. I have been able to stay in the Xiandao Sect for the past few years and feel the warmth of home. Manman is already very satisfied..."

As she spoke, Lu Manman's eyes gradually became moist, and a few crystal tears slid down her thin cheeks.

However, behind these delicate and artificial words, her heart was filled with contempt and disdain. She thought to herself, Humph! Even though this so-called sister of hers had been banished to this lower realm, she still maintained her selfless and noble character. It was simply disgusting!

Su Lan, who was standing by, couldn't help but feel deeply sorry for the original owner after seeing her true inner thoughts. She thought, it's better not to have such a vicious sister!

But on the surface, Su Lan remained calm, pretending to be a gentle and kind "Three Good Master". She walked slowly to the bedside with lotus steps, and unceremoniously pushed aside Bai Lingfeng, who was pretending to hug his beloved Lu Manman, and then gently held Lu Manman's slightly pale hand.

Then, Su Lan said with a loving face: "Manman, how can you say such discouraging words? You should know that your six senior brothers care about you and are worried about you!" As she spoke, she glanced coldly at Bai Lingfeng and others who were standing next to her with somewhat ugly expressions.

"Tell me, among the six people present, Lu Gong and He Zong should both have water spiritual roots, right? Then, who among you is willing to exchange your spiritual roots with Manman?"

After properly settling the injured Duan Fushu, Lu Gong rushed back to his junior sister's room without stopping. However, as soon as he stepped into the room, he heard the cold and emotionless voice of his master.