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

"I'm not betting with you."

A man of insight is a hero. Ling You has absolutely no intention of challenging Fan Ning in this regard.

"But tomorrow is the Equipment Refining Conference, is this okay?"

"What else?" Fan Ning waved her hand, thinking of the list she had seen from Qin Mingzheng, and took a sip of hot tea. "More people make things easier, in every sense of the word."

As for the Equipment Refining Conference? Fan Ning still had some self-awareness.

All her weapon-refining skills were acquired through her own tinkering. Although she could deal with 90% of the people, there were always 10% of geniuses that she could not compare with now.

Fan Ning had anticipated this.

All she had to do was hold everything she could get in her hands.

"Senior Sister Jiang, while there's still time, go stock up on some pills. I need them."

Jiang Biehe nodded, knowing that it was an excuse to get her out of the way, but he still turned around and pushed the door open to leave.

As soon as she left, Fan Ning, who was leaning on the chair, accurately found the two demon cultivators in the team, and then looked at Ling You.

"These are the guards who stayed with my mother for a period of time. I thought they were dead, but I didn't expect to meet them here." It turned out that they were just drugged with a large dose of drugs.

Ling You breathed a sigh of relief and used his spiritual power to force out the remaining drugs. The moment the two men slowly woke up, he cut the ropes on them and threw the others out.

Fan Ning closed the door and instructed the system to open its partition space again.

"It's okay now," she raised her chin, looking at the two people looking at Ling You's tearful face, and cut off the emotions as she spoke, "Save some time, and put any feelings aside for now."

Ling You, who was still feeling a little uncomfortable, also joined in: "Yeah, how come you are here? ... I thought you were already burned to death."

"During the fire that year, Madam sent us out to get medicine for you who was injured. We managed to escape, but when we returned, all we saw was ruins, and you were gone," a middle-aged man in black said, tears streaming down his face. His tangled hair half obscured his cloudy eyes, and it was unclear whether he was happy or sad. "We discovered that Madam had sent you to the world of immortal cultivation... We didn't want to disturb your peaceful life again."

Another frail-looking middle-aged man also wiped his tears and opened his mouth to complain hoarsely, "But the Demon Lord doesn't want to let you go... Not only has he been searching for information about you, he also knows your exact location!"

"We had no other choice but to come and tell you, but as soon as we stepped in, we were drugged and passed out."

Fan Ning thought about the three houses that shared the same main road, and sighed with them, "Alas, if they're already meeting someone secretly, why would they still take the main road?"

Wasn't this all taken care of by the impatient Jiang Biehe?

Jiang Yunsheng did this much better than them and even took shortcuts.

The two middle-aged men's crying suddenly stopped.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, as if they had just realized that there was another person in the room.

"However, you guys arrived just in time. I happen to have a way to help him escape this pursuit."

"what?"

Ling You looked at her determined face, as if he realized something.

"We've just found the exact location. All we need to do is make a slight adjustment and give the title of 'Your Highness' to someone else." The wind whistled by the window, and Fan Ning leaned against the closed door with a meaningful expression.

The next second, she continued in the blank stares of the two, "Hidden in the sect, who better to be a substitute than 'me', who can't use spiritual power and has few ties?"

The middle-aged man was dumbfounded: "But, but..." The gender doesn't match?

"Ling You, show it to them," Fan Ning smiled sweetly and snapped her fingers lazily, "Now that we've embarked on the path of cultivation, it's better to use more of your imagination."

"As long as I leave him with this impression, I will naturally find a way to make him justify himself."

"What about you?" Ling You, who had been silent until now, frowned, blocking her sight with his body, frowning, "This is not something you should bear. The current Demon Lord's methods are not gentle."

"If anything unexpected happens, he won't even give you time to say a few words."

Fan Ning thought about the Demon Lord in his own world who was equally bad-tempered and did nothing but harm nothing, and smiled, "I'm very familiar with this."

In other words, it would be best if he really came to me.

Not only did it save her the time and energy of invading the other party's territory, but it also allowed her to quickly complete the great feat that was interrupted by the system binding.

The system quietly peeped out: [Host, that's the Demon Lord, in his prime. He's completely different from the seriously injured Demon King. He's truly unscrupulous, and he's already in the late Fusion Stage. If he were to fall, I wouldn't be able to save you.]

"You don't believe me?" Fan Ning laughed out loud, and with one hand hooked Ling You's tightly clenched jaw, he gently persuaded: "This is a safe and harmless good thing for you. Are all you demon cultivators so kind?"

"That's the Demon Lord!" Ling You repeated the system's words in a stiff tone, "Not only did he inherit the previous Demon Lord's skills, he also wielded the power of the abyss without authorization. I'm afraid he's much stronger than those at the same level."

“It’s not your responsibility.”

Ling You pressed the corners of his mouth together, and the emotions that were about to burst out in his heart were tightly controlled and he dared not reveal even a little bit.

He was hoping she would give up.

But the word "retreat" has never appeared in Fan Ning's dictionary.

She glanced at the two demon cultivators lying on the ground in silence and in a dishevel, then looked at Ling You's complicated and nervous face nearby, and for a moment she had a hallucination of the scene in the past world.

——"That's the Demon Lord, are you really determined to do this?"

How did she answer then?

——"I will do what I want to do, no matter if he is strong or weak."

A young girl who is no more than twenty years old openly declared that she would replace the Demon Lord. No matter how you look at it, it is just a ridiculous drama on the stage.

But she did it. Whether it was her superb methods or the countless times she had brushed shoulders with life and death, Fan Ning had tried all the shortcuts she could take, and still stood in front of everyone with her young body.

"Who are you looking down on?" Fan Ning approached the face that was trying to maintain a cold attitude, their skin touching, staring at him with her unexpectedly soft yet sparkling eyes, "I'm not doing this for you, I just want to do it."

The identity of being able to directly overthrow the Demon Lord with legitimate reasons is naturally a bargaining chip, and Fan Ning... is best at using this kind of bargaining chip.

"..."

Ling You turned his eyes away.

Of course, he would not easily believe Fan Ning's statement. Fan Ning and the Demon Lord had no grudges against each other, so how could he want to provoke him?

Such a reason even sounds ridiculous.

【Add one hundred to your heartbeat value.】

The system, fully aware of the host's obvious ambitions, finally became numb. [You really are trying to profit from both ends of the matter.]

"You..." Ling You was silent for a long time. Just as he was about to form a sentence, he was blocked by a finger that came across.

"Just listen to me," Fan Ning smiled, a sly glint flashing in those eyes that didn't dim in the light. "After the Equipment Refining Conference, just leave the rest to me."