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

"Poisonous... When did it happen..."

The former Demon Lord was stunned at first, but soon realized that his behavior was unusual.

He felt surprisingly angry, a kind of anger similar to the feeling of "I wanted to have a good discussion with you, but you were just thinking of playing dirty tricks."

Fan Ning felt a little surprised: "I am the disciple of the Medicine Saint. Theoretically speaking, medicine is my comfort zone."

"You can't accuse someone of something else just because you can't beat me, right?"

Former Demon Lord: "..."

He finally realized that this person not only saw through his tricks early on, but also never thought of confronting him head-on from beginning to end.

"I don't have time to waste with you." There must be another reason why he was arranged here. If they really fought, even if they were sure to win, the consumption would be huge.

Fan Ning never intended to put himself in danger.

She coldly stabbed the former Demon Lord in the heart with one hand, and did not forget to cut his neck with a knife after that.

"You are quite decisive," Jiangxue, who appeared at the entrance of the cave, clicked his tongue secretly. He looked at his former master lying on the ground with an unwilling look on his face, and sighed for some unknown reason.

"You are the key link." Fan Ning wiped the blood off the dagger, glanced at the person standing next to him pretending to be serious, and asked again: "How is Yinong?"

"The soul cultivator you asked me to find is really powerful. Not only did he deceive the Demon Lord himself, but the illusion was also impossible to tell the real from the fake..." Jiang Xue couldn't help but shudder when he thought of that scene. He never thought that there would be a day when the control over him could be released. Obviously... when he chose to go to Fan Ning, he already knew his own ending.

His heart was torn apart and his soul was torn apart - if there had not been a turning point, that would probably have been his fate.

"She should be returning to the demonic realm to report this, but how can you be sure that Yu Li will choose to help us?"

Even though they were both demon generals, Jiangxue and Yu Li did not spend much time together. They could only be described as nodding acquaintances, and even nodding acquaintances without any feelings towards each other.

But even so, he was very clear that the man with eyes as clear as snow was never a simple person. Even the former Demon Lord rarely had that condescending attitude towards him.

"He will do this," Fan Ning put away the dagger and walked out of the cave calmly, "He will stand on the side of the winner."

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The world of immortal cultivation outside the cave was in complete chaos at this time.

Ling You stayed where he was, looking coldly at the man who was gasping for breath but still talking loudly. The stone that had been shaking in his heart finally fell down.

"Fan Ning, Fan Ning has absorbed the scattered power of the Heavenly Dao without permission. If she doesn't sacrifice herself alive, no one here will be able to ascend. Even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be cut off!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Almost instantly, Ling You clearly heard the disciple in front of him subconsciously tightening his breathing.

"She is a thief who stole the power of Heaven! If she is not returned, all of us cultivators will be implicated!"

"Who told you that?" Ling You scanned the restless gazes of the people around him, then fixed his gaze on the Sword Master, who seemed lost in thought. He spoke calmly, "You're trying to frame a fellow disciple without any evidence... Did the former Demon Master send you?"

"It's all spread out there now! And, and... the reclusive Venerable who hasn't made any movement for a hundred years has made a prophecy! That's the will of Heaven—the last time that Venerable uttered such words was during the catastrophe that ravaged the abyss a hundred years ago!"

The disciples standing to the side were vaguely moved by the suggestion, but since the most dignified Sword Master present hadn't spoken yet, even if they were wavering, they could only murmur in agreement: "That's quite plausible... Before Fan Ning showed up, how could the sect have had so many accidents?"

"And she always solves the problem... Isn't this what they call destiny...?"

"No wonder my cultivation has been stagnant recently. If this continues, we will end up in a dead end..."

"Fan Ning is too selfish!"

"..."

One after another, the low voices in agreement tightened into a wave that was difficult to ignore. Ling You was standing in the way of everyone's progress. The moment he heard certain words, his frowning eyes almost made him unable to suppress his anger.

"Those things were not brought by Fan Ning. If she hadn't shown up, some of you wouldn't even be able to stand here and make sarcastic remarks."

Ling You's gaze shifted from Jian Zun to stare at the angry faces one by one, as if he wanted to memorize them all. After several seconds, he sneered, "She might be saying that it's because she's powerful enough, and your cultivation has stagnated... Instead of looking for the cause in yourselves, you're blaming Fan Ning, who has nothing to do with it."

"Excuse me for being blunt, but not only is he incompetent, he's also a rotten person."

"Ling You!" The cultivator who said this instantly turned red in the face, as if he was completely enraged. If it weren't for the Sword Master standing next to him, he would have probably punched him.

After several breaths, he looked at Ling You, whose body was covered in thorns, and said sarcastically, "You are Fanning's Demon Queen. Of course you would choose to stand on her side and accept treatment that has not been seen in a thousand years. But now..."

"Shut up," realizing the malicious intent in the words, Sword Master frowned and interrupted the other party's venting. "When the answer is still unclear, you can't make arbitrary judgments."

The sword force in his body has always been the best way to suppress words, but this time, after his calm words fell, he unexpectedly met a pair of eyes that had completely lost their rationality.

"Master Jianzun, you are Ling You's master, so of course you would choose to protect him. But what about us disciples...?"

"Do we deserve to be ignored and become fodder for other people's greed?"

The scene suddenly became quiet.

No one had expected that someone would actually dare to confront the Sword Master despite his always cold expression. But when this moment really happened, the first thing they felt was not awe and fear.

...something that shouldn't be rooted in my heart began to grow slowly.

"Fan Ning... must return everything!"

I don’t know who started the conversation first in the crowd, but more and more voices appeared.

Ling You looked warily at the people who were about to riot in the next second, and his eyes became more and more solemn.

"Don't go any further," finally, when he saw the first person trying to break through the Sword Master's majesty and move forward, he slowly stretched out his hand.

There is a black pill in the palm of his hand.

Ling You glanced at Jian Zun and found that the other party's sword-holding hand paused for a moment, and his face was blank.

——I’m in trouble.

Ling You had a cold face, and when he saw those people with unusually agitated eyes, he suddenly curled up the corners of his mouth.

"This is a pill that can forcibly improve your cultivation," he said. "If you insist on coming forward, I will self-destruct and perish with you."