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

A quarter of an hour later.

Fan Ning, who was sent to the main peak by his senior sister, saw Qian Jiangyue lying on the stone table and feeling drowsy.

"...Coming?" Qian Jiangyue raised her eyelids when she heard the noise.

He yawned again as soon as he finished speaking.

Without any burden of being an elder, he put his hand forward, which was under his face, and poked the glowing paper into Fan Ning's waist.

——It’s a follow-up to the previous incident.

Realizing this, the senior sister said a few words tactfully and left.

Qian Jiangyue lay back on the table again, "The wind on the main peak is so comfortable, it makes me not want to open my eyes."

Fan Ning felt that she was right.

So he sat down on the other side and opened the record paper without any hesitation.

Yueli Sect attributed this incident to the "disaster caused by the evil cultivators."

Perhaps for some purpose, the specific circumstances of Fan Ning attracting the demon species were not written down above, but were instead mentioned as a "one-time rare magic weapon."

Also glossed over was the conflict between the demon clan and the righteous sects.

It only said that new contract rules were established with the Way of Heaven as a witness.

Judging from the paper alone, the demon clan not only did not suffer any loss, but also obtained more resources.

Fan Ning raised his eyebrows.

Qian Jiangyue took out a Qiankun bag from her bosom and placed it on the table. "This is the reward the monster promised you. I've seen it, it's all good stuff. It seems the Monster King also added something else in it."

Fan Ning became interested.

The Qiankun bag, which did not recognize its owner through spiritual power, had no restrictions, so she released some spiritual power and it opened.

After searching the system, he secretly smacked his lips in amazement: [These are all good things. The medicinal herbs and spiritual minerals that are unique to the Demonic Beast Abyss are rarely sold to the public... The Demon King even gave you a nine-petal demon lotus.]

[This is the legendary nine-petal demonic lotus that can revive the dead... Host, you're in luck!]

Fan Ning felt a little annoyed by the system's constant shouting: [If it weren't for me, he wouldn't be able to save himself no matter how many lotus flowers he had.]

The magic insect is not a beautiful little thing. Even if it does nothing, it is fatal just staying in the body.

"Are you satisfied?" Qian Jiangyue nodded slightly, standing up straight. "It's very difficult to make the Nine-petal Demonic Lotus into medicine. How about becoming my disciple?"

She smiled, her eyes slightly curved, like a fox waiting for an opportunity.

Fan Ning didn't hate having such a master.

Seeing her attitude soften, Qian Jiangyue pressed the issue, "It's great to have a master like me. You should agree, right? Really, the headmaster has been trying to persuade me to accept more disciples for a long time..."

"Okay."

Fan Ning clasped his hands together and looked at the woman who was pretending to be distressed with a bright smile, "...If you don't agree, you'll have missed the opportunity to become my disciple, right?"

"But you still came," Qian Jiangyue stood up and took out a small alchemy furnace from the Qiankun bag hanging on his waist.

Then there was a small wisp of true fire, a few sets of disciple uniforms that were obviously tailor-made, some spirit stones, a jade pendant... and countless books.

"This is just for beginners. Your previous medicine was too crude."

"This is for fire refining. It's hard to use the spiritual power in you normally, right?"

"And this one, it's my teacher's notes, it records the locations of various medicinal herbs."

"As for this... it's a breathtakingly beautiful travelogue written by my master after countless hardships and journeys across thousands of mountains and rivers! It will be of great use. Follow my steps, and I'll never let you take a detour..."

"There's also this one that records all sorts of talented people. There's a prince from the royal family who's exceptionally beautiful..."

"Wait," Fan Ning closed his eyes as he was gradually submerged in something, "...did something get in?"

Satisfied Qian Jiangyue raised her eyebrows: "This is all because of my love for you!"

"By the way, remember not to let the kid following you see some things," she said with a smile, "it would be bad if he felt inferior to himself."

Fan Ning twitched his lips and swept all the things piled on the table into the Qiankun bag he had just collected. "What does this have to do with Ling You?"

The system was speechless: [Didn’t he give you a heartbeat value? ]

Fan Ning: [Isn't that my contribution? Only someone without good taste would skimp on the Heartthrob Points.]

System: […Host, as long as you are happy.]

It has given up on saving this host that refuses to follow any straight path.

"You're right," Qian Jiangyue laughed out loud upon hearing this answer. "It has nothing to do with him. He should still be at the trial venue right now. This trial might be very interesting."

"A serious, old-fashioned leader, a cold and rigid Sword Master, plus a few unassuming elders who seem to enjoy the show and aren't afraid to stir up trouble... Tsk, little Ningning, you really made a killing by choosing me."

Qian Jiangyue waved her hand and walked outside happily.

"Remember to go there and take a look. You might even run into your senior sister, who is also a great beauty~"

The voice drifted farther and farther away, and Fan Ning watched her leave the courtyard.

The system tutted: [This elder is really free. I don’t know what he can teach you.]

Fan Ning shook the Qiankun bag and smiled: "She is indeed free. At this rate, she might leave Yueli Sect soon. As for teaching...? She should have finished teaching at this stage."

system:【……】

Fan Ning accepted it well. "This elder was originally forced to find a disciple. I can only say that my timing was perfect."

It's quite powerful to have a lot of money and little trouble.

How is this not a profit?

Fan Ning: "I thought nothing good would ever happen to me after being bound by a hapless little thing like you."

system:【……】

This is a total attack! Report it! Report it to the system headquarters!

-

While Fan Ning was slowly rushing to the destination, a bullying situation between the majority and the minority was taking place at the terminal on the other side.

Ling You, with a bad look on his face, was surrounded by a group of people, among whom there were a few familiar faces, who were talking continuously one by one.

"Aren't you very powerful? Why do you still want to compete with us?"

"Fan Ning doesn't want you anymore?"

“I’m still thinking about ordering weapons after I’ve offended you. Do you know where I come from? I’m the fiancé of the younger sister of that genius friend of the Qingyun Sect!”

"Brother," seeing that the man was about to get closer, the thin monk next to him pulled him back to a safe distance.

Ling You, clutching the returned weapons list, finally raised his eyes and asked, "Did you do this?"

He slowly looked at the arrogant man holding a big knife, and a hint of annoyance finally flashed in his eyes.

"Is this all you can do?" Ling You's expression was indifferent, and the curve of his mouth was completely suppressed. "Excuse me, but even if all of you were tied together, you would not be my match."

The suppression of realm is fatal, except for monsters like Fan Ning.

He had already reached the middle stage of the Golden Core, while the people in front of him were only at the beginning of the Golden Core stage at best.

The man, realizing what he was mocking, was instantly enraged. He held his broadsword across his shoulder in a show of force, looking down at Ling You's small frame and sneering, "This trial will require a restricted realm, leaving only the same spiritual energy reserves... I can chop down ten people like you with one strike!"

In response, Ling You smiled and raised his head without saying a word.

He looks easier to bully. Compared to a powerful cultivator, he is more like a young master who is coaxed with gold and jade. He is weak and frail. Maybe even his cultivation level is gained by taking elixirs.

The man, who had subconsciously forgotten his misfortune as a dark history, snorted softly.

But he soon realized his mistake.

Ling You's action was extremely sudden and caught everyone off guard.

He was clearly the one being surrounded, but in just a few blinks of an eye, his figure quickly disappeared from sight.

A living person suddenly lost all his breath.

In an instant, the man who had uttered the harsh words felt a breeze in his ears. The muscles he had trained from years of holding knives were useless. The acupuncture points touched by the knife handle became numb and he instantly lost his ability to resist.

Then he was kicked in the back, and like a sticky piece of flesh unable to resist, he couldn't help but bump into the person walking behind him.

"Eh? A piece of meat falling from the sky?"

Fan Ning, who happened to have won the prize, looked innocent and kicked the person back in the direction he came from.

"We refuse to accept it here, dear."

When Ling You heard this, the tips of his ears turned red. He was distracted for a moment and was hit on the foot by a heavy object.

Fan Ning blew a whistle and glanced at the monks who were rushing to help the man in the crowd. His gaze fell on the eyes that flashed a faint light for a moment, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Ling You's face froze. He stepped forward to explain, but first he heard a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

“Ah ...

The injury recurred.

The victim, who didn't have time to identify the murderer, widened his eyes and fainted with extreme unwillingness.