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

After several days and nights, the opportunity that Fan Ning had been waiting for suddenly arrived.

Ling You, who was digging ice to catch fish, was the first to realize that something was wrong. He saw a group of guards and several disciples in familiar clothes walking towards the cave where they were temporarily staying, and he grabbed the fish's tail and hurried back.

But he was still a step too late.

In just a short while, I don’t know what Fan Ning said to those disciples, but the expressions on their faces were all wrong.

The disciple who was looking directly at Fan Ning sneered, his face full of arrogance: "Are you sure you don't want to go? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Fan Ning spotted Ling You approaching and immediately showed a look of relief, "No, he'll tell on us."

Ling You pointed at himself, confused.

Before he could even say anything, he already attracted many impatient looks from his disciples.

Ling You: “?”

He dropped the fish to the ground with a bang.

"Qingyun Sect? You have a problem with me?"

Ling You, who already had a bad impression of the Qingyun Sect disciples, laughed again and again, "What are you doing here again?"

"And you're still acting so ungrateful... What are you planning to do next?"

When the word "good thing" was mentioned, Ling You's expression looked gentle, but his eyes were full of sharp coldness.

The disciple who had just been complaining in a low voice suddenly didn't dare to speak anymore.

The guard who had been standing nearby coughed, and when he saw the pleading look from the Qingyun Sect disciples, he couldn't help but turn his head away.

"A visitor is a guest, a visitor is a guest... Ling You, please be careful."

Then there is no more.

Even a guard who had met them several times secretly curled his lips.

God knows, in such a short period of time, they have heard words like "It's your honor" and "Don't be ungrateful" countless times from the disciples of Qingyun Sect.

And these words were heard more than once.

The Qingyun Sect prides itself on being a major weapon-refining sect, and has basically monopolized the powerful weapon-refining inheritance. Because of their magical instruments, even the Yueli Sect is friendly to them. Therefore, whenever the disciples of the Qingyun Sect see disciples from other sects, they always feel that they are superior, and their attitude becomes even worse.

Over time, the job of receiving them has become a hot potato.

The guard grumbled quietly, "I won't play Pai Gow next time. It's too hard to win..."

Ling You just happened to hear the whole thing and curled his lips.

"Is this how you, the Yueli Sect, treat your guests? This is simply too much!"

The disciples of Qingyun Sect had never experienced such cold treatment before. Their eyes turned red on the spot and they were very angry.

Ling You raised an eyebrow, his tone as gentle as Fan Ning's, "So?"

"Are you planning to use the same method again? What a coincidence! I'm still on your blacklist. I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't do something."

After saying that, he started to pick up his weapons in a serious manner.

Realizing that something was wrong, the Qingyun Sect disciple quickly stepped back and accidentally stepped on the fish on the ground.

"Click".

The first person to step on the fish fell back in terror.

"Oh," Fan Ning quickly pulled Jiang Biehe to the side.

The cave they lived in was not small, but it was far from large enough for several people to have fun. If one person fell, the others behind him would inevitably suffer as well.

Jiang Biehe raised the corners of his mouth.

Ling You was stunned at first, but when he saw these people lying on the ground in a disorderly manner, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

"I won't give you this fish," he bent down and picked up the fish that was lying on the first disciple's face, shook it twice, and walked behind Fan Ning.

He lowered his voice and asked, "What's the reason this time?"

"Ah, it's an invitation letter," Fan Ning took out the opened letter from his sleeve and pointed to the signature at the end.

"Gu Qingzhou, if I remember correctly, he is the one that the 'Qingyun Sect's genius friend's sister's fiancé relies on."

Ling You: "...Isn't this the opportunity you've been waiting for?"

Fan Ning nodded. Ling You looked at her, his expression becoming increasingly difficult to describe: "Then why are you still making that expression?"

"You're not going to ask me to apologize, are you? Forget it, I won't do it."

"That's not the case. This is just an invitation. The Equipment Refining Conference isn't hosted by the Qingyun Sect." Fan Ning glanced at the Qingyun Sect disciples who were leaving in frustration, and spoke in a casual tone with some meaning. "If I follow them, 'Fan Ning' will never be able to leave this door."

Ling You thought about it and looked at Jiang Biehe who was busy grilling fish.

"So, you still plan to participate?"

"No," Fan Ning grabbed Ling You, who seemed to want to retreat, and corrected him with a bright smile, "It should be 'we'."

Ling You: ...

Looking at those curved eyes, I suddenly couldn't say no. What's going on?

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It’s another dark and windy night.

The three who were supposed to be in seclusion in the closed cave as declared, escaped in a dignified manner.

After crossing several checkpoints, he finally managed to get out of the mountain gate with the help of the maps drawn by the weapon refiners.

"So, why did I prepare a map for you in advance?"

It's also drawn on the back of the letter, so if the guard checking it pays attention, he'll be exposed immediately!

"Because it's tacitly approved," Fan Ning said, gazing out from atop a rock, waving the invitation letter meaningfully. "After all, this is a disciple the Sect Master personally detained. Without internal approval, how could this invitation, which looks like a target, be delivered to me?"

After saying that, she took a small pill from Jiang Biehe's hand. As soon as she put it in her mouth, the contours of her face became tougher.

"Okay, now I am Fan Ning's brother 'Ning Fan'."

"..." Ling You took a breath of cold air, intimidated, "So we want it too?"

Jiang Biehe glanced at him, paused, and said, "Actually, there are other ways, um... if you want."

After saying that, she also swallowed the pill.

There were three pills, and only one was left in Ling You's palm.

Fan Ning watched the fun: "This is a rare experience, don't you really want to consider it?"

Ling You curled his lips, put the pill away, and took out a mask and put it on his face.

Fan Ning raised her chin regretfully, "I always feel that if you take the pill, you might be very beautiful."

"Forget it, I'm not worthy of it." Ling You twitched his lips under the mask, and after a moment of silence, he asked cautiously, "Are you just going to participate in the weapon refining conference?"

Fan Ning smiled without saying anything. He calculated the time and said mysteriously, "We have to make some preparations first."

"..."

The "preparation" mentioned by Fan Ning...

For some reason, he suddenly wanted to sigh again.

The navigation system understood his feelings perfectly, because—

The location chosen by Fan Ning is really inappropriate!