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

"It's over," Fan Ning walked past the crying. She looked at the people who were controlled, her eyes wandering silently and falling into the unknown distance.

Ling You realized that she might be in a bad mood.

"Don't you want to know more?"

Fan Ning turned her head, Ling You's eyes were unblinking, but his hand was silently raised and fell in the center of her sight.

It was a flower in full bloom.

It was folded and fell into the palm of my hand, adding a touch of brightness to the dull air.

"Someone will take care of what happens next. It has nothing to do with us anymore."

Fan Ning curled the corners of his mouth, held the flower branch in his palm, and slowly moved his eyes down to the fresh dent.

She already knew in her heart what Zhao Que could not say because he was restricted by the rules of heaven.

Because of this, she would occasionally think:

[Does retribution really exist in this world? ]

The system, realizing she was talking to it, became a little nervous. After a moment's thought, it reiterated the rules of Heaven: "Man acts, Heaven watches. Is the host confused about this matter?"

[No,] Fan Ning lowered her eyes and reached out to cover the fresh flower. [I will never feel confused about this matter.]

Karma is God's business, and she already has the answer in her heart as to what she should do.

It's just... a clear conscience.

"Let's go," Fan Ning raised her hand, with the petals still scattering around her palm.

Ling You glanced back at the dejected Li family members, thought for a moment, and suddenly shook Fan Ning's cold hand without asking about the previous events. "This time, the Hundred Flowers Festival might burn a lot of the exciting parts."

After all, the Li family will be liquidated with the naked eye, and even the Qianle Sect that protects this place is in trouble.

It is still unknown whether the Hundred Flowers Festival can be held.

"That may not be the case," Fan Ning snorted and shook his hand back, "...some people hope that the Hundred Flowers Festival will go smoothly."

“Maybe this time will be the most exciting.”

She looked up at the layers of hills outside the house.

There is a little dark color, hidden in the green, and standing out from the sound of the wind.

"How perceptive," the person who was aware of where Fan Ning's gaze was from afar curled up the corners of his mouth uncontrollably. The feeling of pleasure descended from that look, flowed through his limbs and bones, and was cruelly cut off by the owner when he was about to run away.

"Your Highness Fanning..." He mumbled these words as if he was drunk, and even his tone carried a lingering arc.

Ling You, who was caught in the eye's sweep, frowned. He didn't miss the moment something was wrong and immediately pulled Fan Ning behind him, muttering in a bad tone: "I feel like something sticky and disgusting is going to stick to me..."

Fan Ning chuckled, saying meaningfully, "Hmm...it's hard to say."

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One day later.

The Hundred Flowers Festival was held as scheduled without any impact.

The disciples of Qianle Sect who were able to take charge of the overall situation were all interrogated in the dungeon, and they were replaced by Fu Yao, who took the place of the leader under the name of a friendly sect.

Fu Yao has never been good at this kind of scene. She got goosebumps when she saw the wealthy businessman who was trying to come up to greet and establish a relationship with her. In the end, she dragged the cool-dressed Jiang Biehe onto the stage.

The effect is outstanding.

Jiang Biehe glanced at them, and those wealthy businessmen who still had dirty thoughts stopped and turned around.

"Senior Sister Jiang really found the right position," Ling You, who was standing on another floor of a tall building, couldn't help but sigh. Looking at Jiang Biehe, whose expression remained unchanged but was obviously in a bad mood, he felt a little gloating.

Fan Ning thought thoughtfully, "So you're scared off like this?"

Ling You was sharp-eyed and didn't miss the secret deal. He smacked his lips and said, "Hmm... there are even more people secretly looking for people."

It is impossible that the Li family is the only one involved in the Qianle Sect. Now that the situation is tense, it is time for these people to find new backers.

"Those pots of flowers..." Ling You nodded at the beauty holding the flowers, paused, and said subtly, "It looks like the soil they are growing in is extremely fertile."

"When did you start saying things like this?" Fan Ning rolled her eyes at him with amusement.

The Hundred Flowers Festival is an occasion that attracts enough attention and a show of beauty. As for whether it is flowers or people who are competing... does it matter to them as spectators?

"That's fine," Fan Ning pointed at the peony blooming like fire across from her. The beauty holding the flower beside her seemed to have noticed her gaze, and the corners of her mouth hidden under the veil curled up vaguely, as if she was smiling.

"Vote for it later."

"The one waiting beside it seems to be from the Wang family," Ling You said, identifying the family name on the flowerpot. He then searched his mind for memories of the Wang family. "They're one of the families most closely connected to the Qianle Sect. Last night, when Senior Brother Yu was interrogating them, I saw someone from their family coming to inquire about the situation."

"That's the best," Fan Ning did not retreat but moved forward, gestured to Jiang Biehe below, then leaned against the fence with a smile, a ray of sunlight clasped in his palm.

"Such a bright color is so suitable for appearance... What do you think?"

"Your Highness Fanning is quite right." A crimson sleeve emerged from the right side of the railing. Jiangxue curled her lips, a frivolous smile still on her face. "Then comes the show."

Ling You: "...Why didn't Yu Changqing arrest you?"

Jiang Xue remained calm: "Why are you arresting me? I just wanted to follow His Highness Fan Ning well, and I haven't done anything bad."

"Oh, really?" Ling You squeezed in between the two of them, raised his eyes lazily, and said with a forced smile, "That's not what you said when you were a kidnapper."

"It was because of that time that I fell in love with Her Highness Fan Ning at first sight," Jiang Xue raised the corner of her mouth, "Coincidentally, Her Highness Fan Ning also thought that I was suitable to follow her."

"This is the beginning of our relationship..."

Ling You was furious: "Fan Ning fell in love with me at first sight—"

"...Stop talking," Fan Ning said expressionlessly, stopping the heated exchange. "It's a bit disgusting."

Jiangxue: "..."

Ling You: “…………”

Realizing that he had said something that sounded like he was trying to win favor, Ling You turned his face away, a thin layer of red appearing on his face.

In matters like this, he could never be as calm and composed as Jiangxue.

Jiang Xue's smile didn't even fade as she spoke to ease the atmosphere, "His Highness Fan Ning fell in love with that red peony at first sight? Such a gorgeous color has always been very popular."

"However, the most famous one is the red lotus that bloomed a hundred years ago. The Hundred Flowers Festival is held every ten years, and that red lotus... blooms constantly for those who see it."

He glanced at Ling You, who was staring at him with extreme vigilance, and the smile on his face became even wider.

"It's a pity that the flower is too famous, while the person holding it is insignificant."

Fan Ning raised an eyebrow and looked at the person in front of him with an expression that was reminiscent of something.