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

Tongxin grass, Shenxin leaf... these are all rare treasures from heaven and earth. When Fan Ning dared to mention them, the disciples standing in the audience didn't dare to listen.

Everyone fell silent. Not to mention talking, even their voices disappeared after the extreme shock.

The leader of Qingyun Sect laughed out of anger, spent two minutes looking at Fan Ning, and finally agreed unexpectedly.

"Okay, but to prevent you from being blamed on the Qingyun Sect if something unexpected happens, you must live under my watch and be looked after by my disciples until your injuries are healed. Is that a problem?"

"Of course not," Fan Ning agreed immediately, reaching out to hold down his unconsciously furrowed brow, his attitude neither humble nor overbearing. "It's just that, while the Sect Master is magnanimous, the other disciples here might also have some youthful spirit... In order for us to recover peacefully from our injuries, please allocate a separate courtyard for us to stay in temporarily."

The leader of Qingyun Sect agreed coldly.

As things developed to this point, the enthusiastic atmosphere of the weapon refining conference almost completely dissipated. Fan Ning brought Ling You back to Jiang Biehe, and the eyes of the others fell on them like splashing water.

"..."

"Is this okay?" Ling You leaned against Fan Ning's side and asked quietly, "The Qingyun Sect's leader doesn't seem to be so tolerant. Why did you agree to his request?"

"Of course there's a problem," Fan Ning said with a faint smile, as if it was a matter of course. "If he can tolerate such a condition, then he's either a fool, or... he never intended to actually fulfill it from the beginning."

Under what circumstances could he escape perfectly? Of course, the person who came to him to ask for something was dead, and died completely, with no connection to him as the leader.

And such conditions are obviously too easy to achieve.

"Then you still promise him?"

"Because only in this way can the conditions I proposed be met. Besides, it doesn't look like Elder Qian Jiangyue will stand on his side... Then I can ask for whatever I want."

Fan Ning spread his hands, the smile still in the corners of his eyes, "It's just a gamble, who told him to treat us like soft persimmons?"

Although it seems easy to die, it is actually a very troublesome situation.

——But what Fan Ning fears least is trouble.

“The greater the crisis, the more opportunities there are.”

Ling You had a complicated expression and said vaguely, "...You are really a lunatic."

"Same here, my—"

"Accomplice."

Fan Ning pinched his hand and forced a high five, then looked at Jiang Biehe on the other side with a smile and whispered something in his ear.

Jiang Biehe nodded, and while no one was paying attention, he found an excuse and went out of the venue.

As expected, the final victory was given to Gu Yuanzhou.

His fan can attack and defend, and it places minimal restrictions on the user.

Such a ranking...Fan Ning was not surprised by this.

only……

"Jiang Yunsheng's ranking doesn't seem to be very good?"

He was only fourth, not even in the top three. The expression of the person who was shy and gentle before changed.

"It's exquisite, but the design and trend it uses are more like something that became popular a few years ago," Ling You analyzed rationally, and glanced at Gu Yuanzhou who was standing in the center accepting praise.

"...The one who updated that set was Gu Yuanzhou."

Jiang Biehe, who had rushed over, nodded, obviously knowing something. "Miss Jiang's magic weapon might have won her the championship a few years ago, but it's a bit outdated now."

"It's a pity about your magic weapon."

She looked at Fan Ning and commented sincerely, "If you continue to participate in the next rounds, you may be able to compete for the top three."

"That's fine," Fan Ning said, looking at Ling You, who was staring at him, and pointed to the nearby Wangchun Tower. "We've been here all day, and there's a big battle coming up soon. Let's have a good meal first."

Ling You pressed his eyebrows together and walked towards the bright lights in the dark. He couldn't help but complain: "Which cultivator is as greedy for food as you are... You can obviously fast."

At this critical moment, she still has such high requirements for food. Should we say that she is careless, or does she really have a plan?

"But Qingyun Sect..."

"No hurry, the sect leader can't take care of us right now."

Ling You looked back and saw that the sect leader, who had just had a reluctant expression on his face, was now smiling kindly and patting Jiang Yunsheng's shoulder, as if he was communicating with him or comforting him.

"What a good sect leader," Fan Ning stepped into the gate of Wangchun Tower without even turning back, and chuckled coldly, "Miss Jiang has a good opportunity, how can she not let the Jiang family know about it? After all, we were once family."

It’s because we were once a family that we can’t say it, right?

Ling You withdrew his gaze, and thought helplessly that Fan Ning was just trying to create chaos in the world.

No matter how harmonious things appear on the surface, there will always be a gap between the aristocratic families and the sects. If the Jiang family knew that someone who left their family wanted to join the sect...

——That would be a real disaster.

Ling You couldn't help but ask, "What if the Jiang family doesn't respond?"

"Then consider it my bad luck," Fan Ning calmly walked into the light, slightly sideways, and deliberately dragged out his tone, sounding a little cunning. "How can I influence something like this that depends on luck?"

She just has always had "good" luck.

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"I don't think you can call it luck."

Inside the wing room, Ling You glanced at Fan Ning, who was concentrating on gnawing on a chicken leg, then glanced at Qin Mingzheng, who came in from outside, still wearing a cool breeze, and emphasized again, "This shouldn't be a matter of luck."

"Perhaps?" Fan Ning wiped his greasy hands and pushed the food on the other side in front of Qin Mingzheng, trying to calm her somewhat uneasy mood. "Eat something first. I guess you haven't heard much about it either."

She lowered her eyes to glance at the fan, which was hidden under her skirt with only a corner showing. Then, seeing the unhappy expression on the other person's face, she sighed, "It's just the beginning. Don't be anxious."

Qin Mingzheng couldn't even hold the chopsticks. She didn't know what she was referring to when she said "just began". Her smile was bitter and forced.

But the first words that came out of her mouth were still, "Sorry."

Jiang Biehe glanced at her calmly, took out a bottle of pills from his pocket and placed them next to her hand. "If you feel short of breath, resentment will creep up on you. Try to suppress it for now."

As she spoke, the wind from the window blew up Qin Mingzheng's long hair from her shoulders, revealing her extremely pale face. The mark at the corner of her eye looked even deeper.

"I just, I just..." Qin Mingzheng covered her face with one hand, her voice muffled, as if she was unwilling to admit it, "...I'm a little tired."

She pulled the corners of her mouth, but she didn't smile. "Let's get down to business first... I met the Jiang family. They must have gone to investigate after hearing the news. They looked really angry."

"It must be that Miss Jiang made some promise to them before she left that she would not join the sect."

Ling You smacked his lips and looked at Fan Ning, who was clasping her hands. "Are you so sure they will have further contact?"

"That kind of thing isn't hard to guess."

What can suddenly bring two people together even if there is a gap between them is either something they want to do or a common enemy.

And as luck would have it, they had both.