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

Fan Ning has never been afraid of anyone.

Even though the possible situation was clear, she still picked up the dagger and went.

As usual, there were two little tails hanging behind it.

The system asked: [Isn't Ling You still injured? Why did you drag him into this?]

Fan Ning chuckled, and seriously pulled Ling You's sleeve and turned him around.

"What have you thought of now?" Ling You was helpless, but his body naturally relaxed with her movements.

"I was thinking about your injury."

"That's just a little backlash, it won't hold you back."

Jiang Biehe also promised: "Even if he loses half his life, I can still get him back."

Ling You: "...Why are you comparing me to someone else?"

Jiang Biehe rushed past him like a cool breeze.

Ling You: “…”

Fan Ning spread his hands, took a step forward, and the raised hem of his clothes drew a sharp semicircle in front of him.

"Aren't you still keeping up?" she asked.

In just a short moment of distraction, the three of them had already arrived in front of the secret realm.

The disciples of Qingyun Sect all looked at them with different expressions, as if they had seen some alien creature that shouldn't have entered their territory. Many of them were breathing faster.

"Is she also considered a member of the Qingyun Sect?"

Fan Ning pretended not to see those gazes and pointed at Jiang Yunsheng who was standing at the edge of the crowd.

Jiang Yunsheng probably didn't have a good time these past two days, and his face looked much more haggard.

"I am the guide to the secret realm," she whispered, clearing her throat, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "My old friend was buried here."

"The core of this secret realm originally belonged to me."

There is no further text.

He neither explained how this thing came into the hands of Qingyun Sect nor why he wanted to revisit the old place.

"After that, I'll have to trouble Miss Jiang again."

Gu Yuanzhou, who was standing at the front of the Qingyun Sect, bowed with both hands and spoke very politely. On the other side, Qin Mingzheng, who was standing beside him, slowly withdrew his hand that had just been dropped from his sleeve.

Gu Yuanzhou: "In addition to Miss Jiang, some monks who have received invitations will also enter together. I hope everyone will take care of each other in the secret realm."

"..."

Fan Ning looked thoughtfully at the two familiar figures who had infiltrated the team, and raised his elbow to nudge Ling You's waist.

Ling You looked in the direction she indicated, and suddenly felt the urge to hold his forehead.

...Although I don't know how Qingyun Sect chooses its people, but the possibility of two demon cultivators sneaking in is too outrageous, isn't it?

He slowly withdrew his gaze, was in disbelief for half a second, then turned his head to look at Fan Ning who was looking interested.

Fan Ning: “……?”

Fan Ning crossed his arms in front of his chest and said, "Although it was unexpected, it certainly wasn't me."

"You..." Ling You wanted to say something, but finally sighed, "It's up to you."

System Tucao: [Isn’t this just unbelievable? ]

Is that important?

Fan Ning raised his eyebrows, pulled the two people beside him, and stood arrogantly in front of everyone, facing the entrance to the secret realm in front of them, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

[This pattern... seems familiar?]

The system thought she had misremembered it. [How could that be? Secret realm entrances are rare. Usually, when they appear, they either cause mountains to split or the earth to shake, and the entrances are also blurry... Only secret realms whose core has been mastered by someone would have such peaceful patterns.]

[There's no data in this system, so I just happened to record it... Hmm? Already entered?]

Hearing this, Fan Ning squatted down and wanted to touch the light at hand.

But before she could move, she was held down by a hand that reached out from the side.

Jiang Yunsheng's expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with emotion. "Miss Fanning, please be careful."

"Although the secret realm has been controlled, improper contact can still harm the body."

Fan Ning curled the corner of his mouth and casually moved Jiang Biehe to the side, making it clear that he would go up and lend a hand even if it was dangerous.

"It doesn't matter. My senior sister is a genius in alchemy. As long as she isn't killed in one blow, she'll survive!"

Jiang Yunsheng subconsciously bared his teeth, "There are always unexpected things. What if she can't do it? Miss Fan Ning, take care of yourself."

"That doesn't matter," Fan Ning slowly raised the corners of his eyes and smiled, "Don't I still have a good master? I can survive if I'm lucky."

"...bad luck?"

"Then I'll just die. If God doesn't bless me, there's no point in me living."

"..."

"Miss Fanning," Jiang Yunsheng struggled to catch his breath, his face, which had just maintained a calm appearance, suddenly cracked. "People who don't obey always die especially quickly."

"Is she threatening me?" Fan Ning asked Ling You.

Ling You pondered for a moment, glanced at Jiang Yunsheng's gradually crumbling expression, and shook his head cautiously, "That shouldn't be the case, right? She doesn't seem to be able to beat you."

"I just can't beat him," Jiang Biehe added, imitating the other person's tone and saying, "Those who don't obey always die especially quickly."

"..."

The disciples who watched the whole process from beginning to end all looked sideways.

With the shock of the incident with Fan Ning's "brother" as a foundation, their expressions were still normal. They just whispered a few words to their companions next to them. Perhaps they were instructed before leaving and did not reveal any weaknesses that could be attacked.

Jiang Yunsheng was silent for a long time, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of jogging behind him.

"The last person has arrived. Miss Fan Ning can now answer your curiosity."

After spitting out the thorn neither hard nor soft, Jiang Yunsheng's expression improved a little. He let go of Fan Ning and formed seals with his hands.

A pale golden halo enveloped everyone. The young master, who had just run over and hadn't stopped yet, bumped into someone and shouted towards Fan Ning, "Big Sister—"

Then Ling You pressed him down on the spot with one hand.

"Settle down."

His tone was colder than the wind.

The young master's mouth drooped, and he looked up at Fan Ning who was smiling. Two seconds later, he withdrew his hand that was trying to push Ling You with a look of grievance, and gave in weakly.

"Oh," he lowered his eyes, like a puppy whose bone had been snatched away, "...I see."

The young master is indeed a bit arrogant, but fortunately he always knows when to retreat and when to hit a wall, he will just lie down - and this happens to be the best solution after meeting Fan Ning.

"Ah, isn't this Young Master Ji? Why are you here to join in the fun again?" Fan Ning turned his wrist, revealing just the right amount of curiosity, "...and alone again."

The golden light became brighter and brighter, gradually blurring the young master's vision. He stretched his neck to try to catch Fan Ning's outline, but to no avail. Instead, his eyes were hurt by the dazzling golden light.

So the young master closed his eyes with a clear conscience, puffed up his cheeks and shouted loudly: "I'm not alone! I have a big sister ah ah ah ah ah——!"

Before he could finish his words, his feet suddenly fell and he was thrown to the ground.

The three people who remained calm and composed themselves silently covered their ears.

Jiang Biehe: "...so noisy."

Ling You: "Young Master has a really good voice."

Fan Ning: "Next time, I'll just poison you and make you mute. It's so embarrassing."