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

"Isn't this a good way to talk?"

Fan Ning smiled, turned around and sat down at the table next to him.

Ling You leaned against her, not too surprised either, and took out a pot of warm tea with fruity aroma from his Qiankun bag.

"Using this thing to warm tea...you are quite extravagant."

The old man recognized the warm jade on the body of the pot at a glance, snorted again, and the lines at the corners of his eyes became more obvious.

"It can't be helped. I inherited a pretty large fortune," Fan Ning said, taking a sip of fruit tea and briefly conveying the message, "The news you want is one of them."

"Legacy... The Demon Lord isn't dead yet," the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone becoming more serious. "If you start to ignore him now, you'll still suffer a great loss."

Fan Ning raised an eyebrow: "Oh, what do you mean?"

"They even dared to touch the power of the abyss, and even achieved some success... People like them will launch a frantic counterattack before their death." The old man glanced at the two men who were completely calm across from him, a flicker of admiration in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he began to criticize again. "You haven't even secured your position yet, but you're already enjoying extravagance. I hope you don't end up coming back to the Yueli Sect to clean up the mess."

"The previous Demon Lord was bound to die eventually," Fan Ning said with a smile, "As for extravagant enjoyment, this is just the beginning."

Old man: "You are good at bragging."

"It's just the truth, what's wrong with saying it?" Fan Ning sighed softly, his eyes rolling. "Compared to being timid and afraid to do anything, am I not a good role model? Don't you think so?"

It ended with another cold snort.

The old man looked at Fan Ning, as if he finally realized that the man in front of him had no weaknesses in words. After a little thought, he gave up the remaining meaningless temptation.

"The body is in a place you are very familiar with."

"The Cliff of Repentance?" Fan Ning spoke first, and in the other party's somewhat stunned eyes, he smiled, "It seems I was right."

She raised her eyebrows slightly. "I just made a random guess, and you already know the answer?"

"To be honest, it's quite boring."

Ling You glanced at the other person's increasingly heated expression, reached under the table and tugged at her sleeve, helplessly advising her, "That's enough. If something bad happens to her because of her anger... wouldn't that be even more troublesome?"

"Now it's your turn to speak," the old man closed his eyes, as if trying to convince himself, and finally forced a smile that made Ling You's teeth ache. "Old people's time is also very precious."

"It's a long story... so I'll make it short."

When Fan Ning recalled the past, his eyes were clear and innocent, and he didn't look like he wanted to continue teasing the "old man".

The old man breathed a sigh of relief quietly, but the next second he realized that he had breathed a sigh of relief too early.

"It's actually very simple," Fan Ning said, "It's about two good friends from different backgrounds who agreed to ascend together, then discovered that the world was about to be destroyed. They worked hard to steal the 'secret book' and train the next savior."

"..."

The old man's pupils widened slightly, "No more?"

Fan Ning spread his hands innocently: "That's all."

The old man couldn't believe what he heard and asked again and again: "Are you sure that's all?"

"The plot of this second-rate storybook..."

"There's nothing we can do. Reality is always more absurd than what's on paper," Fan Ning smiled, feeling very happy.

She looked at Ling You, propped up her chin and asked, "Isn't what I said true?"

The appointment to ascend is completely true.

The world will be destroyed sooner or later.

As for cultivating a savior... how is it not considered as forcing things to grow too fast to put hope in an embryo?

Ling You nodded, thought for a moment, and then took the initiative to add another layer to the story, "It can be considered as entrusting an orphan to someone else, right...?"

Fan Ning suddenly realized and blurted out, "They have a child together!"

"..."

"........."

"…………"

The old man's face froze, and he completely became a speechless sculpture.

"Let's go first." Ling You couldn't bear to let Fan Ning continue to say strange things. He pinched Fan Ning's fingertips again and whispered, "It feels like if we don't leave now, we're going to get into trouble."

"It might even be a matter of life and death."

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"You've hit the nail on the head this time," Fan Ning sighed as he stood on the edge of the Cliff of Repentance, looking at the raging fire that shouldn't have started. "That it could even start... this truly is a matter of life and death."

Ling You: “…”

He really didn't mean that.

"...Is it really okay to keep burning like this?" Although I don't know which god came up with such a sick idea of ​​using fire to burn ice, it seems that it really is not an ordinary fire.

"Part of the land has already been burned..." Ling You felt a complicated mood and was a little worried. "So our conversation has been completely leaked, right?"

"It's quite normal. The world of immortal cultivation is already leaking like a sieve." Fan Ning raised his hand, broke off a branch, pointed to the spot where the fire started, and said, "That's where the fire originated."

"...Does the person hiding over there look familiar?"

Ling You rubbed his eyes, but the more he looked, the more familiar it seemed.

"You don't recognize him?" Fan Ning was surprised. He poked the branch at the back of the man who was grunting and digging in the snow, and said, "How many people can you think of when you see this unintelligent figure?"

"It's been hanging on the wall for so long, yet it's still just familiar to me—he really isn't very recognizable."

Ling You: “…”

Ling You suddenly realized and looked at him with a complicated expression: "It's Tinder."

"Doesn't he realize he's in the wrong place?"

Although it is true that the ice and snow under the Siguo Cliff are very conspicuous all year round...but the snow there is not ordinary snow. At least it is impossible for it to be burned through by fire, let alone so easily.

"It's better not to tell him." Fan Ning simply sat cross-legged on the ground and watched, sighing as he watched, "Huo Rong is actually a good person... Master has wanted to clean up this land for a long time, saying that a place contaminated by spiritual energy is more suitable for growing medicinal herbs."

Ling You: "...I think I saw Elder Qian."

Standing in the back among the crowd of disciples observing the situation, he said something unknown, and the disciple who was about to rush out to get the person suddenly stopped moving.

"He hasn't noticed yet," Ling You said, not knowing what to say. The silence was deafening. "No one has come to arrest him for so long... Does he really not want to think about the reason at all?"

"Perhaps the people behind him gave him the confidence," Fan Ning guessed irresponsibly, "he thought his master was so powerful that he could do anything."