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

The leader who was found was very helpless.

He had just recovered from the sudden attack by the demon cultivator, and before he had time to thoroughly investigate the cause, the "culprit" knocked on the door with the answer in broad daylight.

"...You guys arrived just in time," the sect leader waved away the disciples around him. After noticing something from Fan Ning's unusual behavior, his expression gradually became serious. He reached out and took out a letter with unknown handwriting from the side.

There were still deep puncture marks on it.

From the very beginning, it appeared as a nail at the door.

"You wrote this, right?" The head of the sect looked at Fan Ning. He didn't feel surprised after getting this answer.

"It's me," Fan Ning admitted straightforwardly. After a pause, he casually explained, "After all, it's not easy to get you to pay attention to me."

It is completely understandable that the measures are somewhat extreme.

"You can just come and tell me directly," the headmaster said with a serious expression, spreading the letter on the table.

Ling You, who had just learned about the existence of such a thing, took a sidelong glance and then felt that what Fan Ning said was still conservative.

This is more than just early preparation...it's almost a threat!

"The attack is coming. If you don't want any casualties, prepare well—" The Sect Leader said expressionlessly, "If something like this is nailed to your door, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"It's exactly like the criminal's warning," Fan Ning pinched his chin and changed his tone, "but I'm not lying."

"If I don't make it clearer, Yueli Sect won't react directly, right?"

Verify and search... pass it down one by one, the demon cultivator won't wait for anyone.

"Forget it, I can't argue with you on this," the head of the sect stood behind the desk, his sharp eyebrows seemed even colder, faintly revealing the intimidation of a superior.

Ling You's fingers curled in his sleeves trembled, and he subconsciously protected Fan Ning behind him.

Fan Ning smiled slightly: "Now is not the time to talk about this."

"Master, you know this... As long as that former Demon Lord doesn't give up, this kind of attack won't be resolved in just one or two attacks."

Sect Leader: "...Is this the result you want?"

"Not really," Fan Ning frowned upon hearing this and confessed his innocence, "I just pushed things forward, and it was within the controllable range."

"That former Demon Lord who loves to keep an eye on others will do this sooner or later. Otherwise, is he planting people in the world of immortal cultivation just to spread some old and rotten things?"

Fan Ning: "We can definitely cooperate."

"You have ill intentions as well." The headmaster's expression darkened completely, as if he had been stepped on a forbidden area. His tone became sharper. "I hope you still remember whose disciple you are and don't do anything to disappoint her."

"...Master's remains are not to be desecrated by greedy people."

Ling You hit the nail on the head: "Then can you completely kill the previous Demon Lord?"

The headmaster fell silent. The demon cultivators who were tainted by the power of the abyss were not as easy to deal with as they said. Moreover, it had only been a hundred years since the world of immortal cultivation had escaped from the heavy fighting... He really didn't want to drag other cultivators into the quagmire again.

That Demon Lord is a madman. If he dares to study the abyss, he might as well drag other cultivators to death with him.

After all, he was afraid of the consequences. Another person saw his intention and shouted "Master" before saying again, "Fan Ning has no bad intentions. If she really wants to take it by force, she has plenty of ways to do it."

Now, she has already taken Yue Lizong's feelings into consideration.

She is not a perfect person, so how can we judge her with false charges?

"Alright, leave the rest to me." Fan Ning patted Ling You's hand. Seeing that he was sulking because of him, he comforted him with a few words: "The master will make the decision."

I don’t know what Ling You saw in her past, even his words were so sensitive.

But this feeling isn't bad, Fan Ning thought, turning his head to look at the pensive Sect Leader again, and whispered, "Since I'm standing here, I naturally want to have a good start and a good end with Yueli Zong."

"To be honest, I'm not interested in a corpse," she said calmly, "If that person hadn't set his eyes on it, I wouldn't have made such a decision."

Finding answers, tracing back to the source... this is what the previous Demon Lord wanted to do.

But for Fan Ning, who had more initiative, those old stories hidden under the corpses were of no use to her at all.

She already had the answer.

"I will lure out the Demon Lord and kill him," Fan Ning's voice was calm, without a trace of fear or reluctance. He even made a thoughtful promise to the person in front of him. "Whether I succeed or not, the one facing him will only be the current Demon Lord Fan Ning, not Fan Ning, a disciple of the Yueli Sect."

"As for the Sect Master's body, I only need a bait. Whether or not you can keep it in the end depends entirely on your own methods."

Ling You held her hand tightly.

"I will also be with her," he also promised, "and will not cause any trouble to Yueli Sect."

"...This isn't something that's going to cause any trouble." The Sect Leader was taken aback by the sudden words, but quickly regrouped. "Let's not even talk about your chances of victory against the Demon Lord. Just putting forward these conditions...with all due respect, it doesn't seem quite right."

It's not just unfair. As long as the body can be preserved, Yueli Sect will make a pure profit.

The Yueli Sect has many strong men, and even if they face the Demon Lord, they will not be unable to protect the sect leader's body.

"I have one more condition," Fan Ning looked at him and smiled indifferently, "Later, if the situation becomes one-sided... Yueli Sect needs to remain neutral."

Ling You looked at her and took in all the changes in Fan Ning's eyes.

"Just neutral?" The leader raised his eyebrows.

"If you were to support us, you wouldn't agree rashly, would you?" Fan Ning chuckled, as if he had already foreseen the grand occasion that would follow. He said softly, "Just remain neutral. As for the rest, we'll decide it when the time comes."

"I promise you," the headmaster sighed, looking at the two young disciples before him. His brows finally briefly revealed some of the gentleness of an elder. "Have you made up your mind? This is not something you can talk about casually."

"There was no room for regret from the beginning," Fan Ning said calmly, "Have you ever seen a usurper tolerate the existence of his ambitious predecessor?"

Ling You nodded and trusted Fan Ning 100%.

The expression on the headmaster's face was even more helpless. He pulled out the papers piled on the table, was silent for a while, and handed another token to them.

The words above are strange yet familiar.

"Go to the library, you will get the answer."