Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

[Please host to actively complete the task. 】

[Host, please give up your meaningless resistance. ]

[Complete the task to get a reward, give up the task to get two lines of tears. ]

[Host, please actively complete the task]

……

"Shut up."

Fan Ning lay on his back on the tree trunk, his right hand hanging down, and the dagger he was holding tightly was bleeding.

One drop, two drops.

An ominous dark purple mixed with the blood, and the system, which had no entity, shuddered inexplicably.

Fan Ning was also silent.

She silently glanced at the big "Mary Sue" in the system details, and then glanced at the final mission goal.

——Reach the pinnacle of the world of immortal cultivation and ascend successfully.

Fan Ning's silence was deafening.

Is it so curly now?

Is Mary Sue starting to demand such high-end operations?

Fan Ning held a huge question mark in his mind.

"If you hadn't bound me, I would have succeeded long ago."

She pointed to the ominous blood on the ground.

"See? Just a second ago, I killed the demon cultivator's boss."

The system trembled: […Once the system is bound, no refunds will be given unless the mission is completed.]

[But as long as you complete the final mission, you can unlock the system gift, choose between the Gate of Transmigration and the Soul Shell. ]

“Unsubscribe.”

The system page is so terrible that I am about to explode after looking at it again.

Fan Ning pulled off a leaf and held it in his mouth, deciding to ignore it.

System: [Host, host, dear...? ]

The system was about to cry but had no tears: [How about I give you a newbie gift pack? ]

Now that I'm here, I just need to climb the stairs to complete the first stage of the sect trial...

Fan Ning silently raised himself up, looking thoughtful: "Oh?"

[Ding, your newbie gift pack has arrived! The Adaptive Illusion is perfect for novice hosts; place it on an object and it's instantly usable! Also, congratulations to the host for unlocking the Love at First Sight buff, a perfect companion for Mary Sue travels!]

As the voice fell, Fan Ning found a small silver needle from between his fingers.

"Needle" fell in love at first sight.

“False propaganda?”

The system righteously stated: [Never a bad review! ]

Fan Ning stared at the needle and suddenly laughed.

"Okay, I'll believe you this time."

"Since it's like this, let's set a small goal first, starting with invading the sect."

She fumbled with her slightly light "weapon", covered her mouth with one hand, and yawned lazily.

"So where's your complaint button?"

[There's no such thing! And...]

Why is it an invasion? Is this really reasonable...

"And what?" Fan Ning raised his eyebrows.

Doesn't your world also have a Demon Lord? Why is your wording so, so modern?

The system hesitated to speak, and after she finished speaking, she was afraid that the troublemaker in front of her wouldn't understand her words, so she racked her brains to add something.

Fan Ning immediately retorted: "You are discriminating."

The system stops talking and wants to.

Fan Ning pointed and said, "Our new era of immortal cultivation is just like that."

The system has nothing to say.

It finally gained some understanding of the host it had been forced to bind to.

Only it knows the sadness in it.

If I had known you were there, I wouldn’t have gone…

"What did you say?"

[Dear host, the Child of Fortune has been detected within a one-meter radius. Do you need to lock on to him?]

[System reminder: Get the Heartbeat Value of the Son of Luck to unlock the mall. System-made assistance will make completing tasks easier~]

It runs fast.

Fan Ning clicked the lock button, confirmed the direction, lowered his head from the tree, and saw a figure walking towards him.

He was dressed in black, with a strong waist and beautiful eyes and eyebrows.

Within two seconds, he raised his head as if he had realized something.

"Quite vigilant."

Fan Ning gave a fair evaluation of his behavior of hiding behind a nearby tree and observing.

"But it's no use."

Who made him run into a ghost?

The system's clear emphasis was hanging over his head, and Fan Ning had to be blind not to see it.

[Host, he's about to come over here! ]

"It's worthless."

Fan Ning raised his knuckles and put down the dagger, and a silver needle as thin as a hair shot straight at the person opposite.

In a flash, the man raised his head sharply and leaned back slightly, deviating from his trajectory while blocking the way of the people behind him.

The tracking silver needle pierced straight into the body of the young man in white.

"found it."

The handsome young man walked to Fan Ning, raised his hand and knocked on the tree, and the knife with a cold glow between his fingers stabbed out in an instant.

"Why don't you come down and say hello, fellow Taoist?"

Not surprised that his hidden weapon was dodged, the young man tilted his head and smiled harmlessly.

Fan Ning tutted his words, "It's not polite to use force first and then courtesy."

System: [...Host, where do you get the confidence to say that?!]

and--

[He doesn't look like he wants to be friends with you, does he? There's another victim next to him!]

Fan Ning, who was reminded, glanced at the victim who was walking over.

"That's the only disciple of the Yueli Sect's headmaster. Fellow Daoist, you presumptuously attacked him during the first step of the trial. I'm afraid you're here to pick a fight, aren't you?"

The young man in black smiled and blocked Fan Ning's way with a knife, enjoying the show without any hesitation.

"Fellow Daoist, have you figured out how to explain this to the higher-ups? This Senior Brother Yu is a living witness."

"Of course—no need to explain."

Fan Ning spread out his empty hands, looked at the "Props have taken effect" sign on the system page, looked at the white-clothed swordsman who was gradually approaching, and suddenly raised the corners of his lips.

"My fellow Daoist, did I do anything to you just now?"

"No," the swordsman answered firmly.

It was as if what happened before had never happened.

The corners of the black-clothed youth's mouth slowly lowered.

"Fellow Daoist, you have some tricks up your sleeve, but Yu Changqing is not an ordinary cultivator. Fellow Daoist, you must be able to withstand the consequences."

Hearing what he meant, Fan Ning smiled even more deeply.

"I'm just a young monk who loves making friends. How could there be any trouble?"

"If you want to accuse me, you should produce evidence first, otherwise you will be stirring up trouble."

After saying this, Fan Ning dragged out his tone meaningfully and turned to look at Yu Changqing, who was like a wooden stake.

"Brother Yu, am I right?"

Yu Changqing responded when his name was called.

The young man in black, who originally didn't intend to get involved, stopped and looked over.

Two seconds later, the unsheathed sword stopped the black-clad boy in his tracks.

He was completely irritated and laughed: "You actually blatantly used bewitching techniques during the trial. Do you really think there is no one above you?"

[Yes, host, this is something that is taboo in decent sects!]

"This is not a spell of bewitching."

The boy's question was within Fan Ning's expectations.

Although she only had a superficial understanding of the world of immortal cultivation here, she was not the kind of person who would make random comments.

“It’s just a little technique.”

Fan Ning raised his eyes with a smile and met the eyes of the young man who was questioning him.

The slightly narrowed eyes swept across gently, and in an instant, a faint red flashed in the dark pupils.

"Illusion," the slightly distracted boy broke the branch above his head with one hand.

"When did it start?"