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

The trio who dragged the elders to join the others were not welcomed.

The cultivators who knew nothing about Fan Ning's actions were just skeptical at first, but after finding out that she didn't have any powerful cultivation, their attitude plummeted.

Not even time to explain.

The person who led the way was the first to speak out: "Brother Yu, even for your sake, this flawed excuse won't convince anyone."

"This Fan Ning you're talking about hasn't even established her foundation yet. How could she possibly discover a demon cultivator that even we can't?"

“This is a joke!”

Those who can pass the Yueli Sect's selection and qualify to participate in the trial are all chosen by heaven. Even if they have some respect and concerns for Yu Changqing, their admiration for Yu Changqing is engraved in their bones.

Even Yu Changqing himself had to produce concrete evidence if he wanted to convince them, let alone a useless cultivator whose cultivation was almost non-existent?

"We are not fools who can be easily fooled!"

As soon as the leader said this, the monks, who were already extremely annoyed because they were trapped for no apparent reason, immediately agreed.

"In the Monster Abyss, someone said that someone else's elder was a demon cultivator. Who doesn't know that monsters never take sides?"

"I'm afraid this doesn't mean they sincerely want us to die!"

"Without any cultivation, he can only be a drag in a fight. How could Yueli Sect actually give such a person a chance..."

The more they spoke, the more excited they became. Some monks who were already resentful wanted to find an excuse for their own experiences and directly pointed their spearheads at Fan Ning.

As a result, the two people who followed her couldn't hear anything good.

"Be careful with your words," Yu Changqing grabbed the unconscious elder and stood in front of the two people behind him, trying to ease the tension. "This elder doesn't even recognize his own transformed demon king. Even if he's not a demon cultivator, there must be something wrong with him. Calm down..."

"Calm down, what are you trying to calm down for?" The hot-tempered monk picked up his sword and turned to look at the person Ling You was holding. He sneered, "You're not saying that the one who fainted is the Demon King, are you? How could the Demon King be brought here so easily?"

"Yu Changqing, you made us wait here just for this result?"

"You dare to move the demon beast elders? Are you afraid that we won't die quickly enough?"

"It seems that none of you believe it," Fan Ning suddenly walked out from behind Yu Changqing, glanced at the people with different expressions, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded.

"You want evidence? I can give it to you."

"I can prove that the Demon King is the Demon King and the devil cultivator is the devil cultivator," Fan Ning smiled, and continued nonchalantly at Yu Changqing who seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"But why?" she asked calmly, "If I remember correctly, Ling You and Yu Changqing should have saved you, right?"

Among those who glared, some fell silent.

Their eyes were somewhat evasive when they looked at the two of them. Fan Ning waited for a while attentively, but still no one spoke.

"Since you're so unwilling, let's go our separate ways. We haven't completed the trial yet anyway, and there's no camaraderie between us fellow disciples."

"Fan Ning!" Yu Changqing frowned, his expression unsightly. "Now is not the time for internal strife."

"Without concrete evidence, their attitude is wrong, but their doubts are not without reason."

"I'm the one who captured him. I won't shirk my responsibility, Fan Ning..."

"Then I'll be leaving," Fan Ning waved his hand, showing no desire to continue listening.

Although acting together can reduce casualties, she knows best that people with different ideals cannot work together.

Fan Ning sneered and turned away.

"After all, I'm just a useless monk who's holding you back. Even if you don't want to hear it, I might not want to say it."

Yu Changqing: "Fan Ning..."

"Brother Yu, there's no need to see me off," Ling You took out a knife and pressed it against Yu Changqing's hand as he tried to stop him, advising him, "If you stand firm on that side now, at least you can still have a say. If you continue to pester me, you'll end up in a difficult position."

After saying that, Ling You held the Demon King and dragged the elder, heading towards Fan Ning without hesitation.

Yu Changqing, who was left where he was, silently watched the two figures walking together, and his hand on the hilt of the sword gradually tightened.

He did not doubt Fan Ning's judgment, and even felt that he had received Fan Ning's kindness.

——But Yu Changqing is not just Yu Changqing.

He is also the disciple of the Yueli Sect's headmaster and the senior brother who maintains the sect's trials.

At the moment, these people are only at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm at best, and he cannot abandon the people he needs to protect and leave.

"……Feel sorry."

Yu Changqing watched their backs disappear as they turned the next corner, his eyes drooping with a dim look.

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"Will you be disappointed if he doesn't come with you?"

At the corner, Ling You finally couldn't help but ask Fan Ning, who couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Why should I be disappointed? It's only to be expected."

Fan Ning asked back, "Do you expect a man who only uses his scabbard to follow me when I'm yelling about arresting people?"

Ling You laughed: "As expected, that's the answer you would have."

"But we've lost a crucial fighting force now... after all, he's at the Nascent Soul stage."

The young man in black pinched his chin with one hand, glanced sideways at the monks who seemed to be arguing again, and said nonchalantly, "What a pity."

"Are you afraid?" Fan Ning asked him, "Do you regret it?"

"How can it be."

Ling You stroked his knife, glanced at the unconscious demon king and the captives, and felt very confident.

"The only one who will regret it is someone else, right?"

He now has a mysterious confidence in Fan Ning.

Although he was once a victim who was played around by her, but because of this, the sense of security of being on the same side with her easily surpassed that of everyone else there.

So what if she keeps saying that she has no cultivation?

Find the formation, knock out the demon king, and bring him back to life.

This is enough.

Ling You smiled and said, "If you can't do anything about it, then tying them together will only lead to their own death."

System: [How do you brainwash people? The effect is too good...]

"It's just his charisma," Fan Ning said with a faint smile, "and there's nothing wrong with what he said."

The system was shocked: [Are you so sure he will follow you?]

He walked so fast without even saying a word.

You have to ask at least, right?

Fan Ning: [He can even give me heartbeat value. ]

I have given her all the heartbeat points, can I still abandon her at this time?

Moreover, Ling You hadn't escaped danger yet, yet he dared to come back to look for her with injuries.

...Looks deceptive.

"I always feel like you're thinking about something bad."

Ling You, who was glanced at by the corner of the eye, touched the tip of his nose, and the wound that had been simply treated opened again.

"Where's your medicine?" Fan Ning smelled the fresh scent of blood, turned around and pulled open Ling You's tightly covered arms.

Ling You wanted to hide, but was caught red-handed, and the tips of his ears turned red.

"No big deal..."

"It's nothing serious," Fan Ning glanced at him unhappily, and then said, "You just don't have to talk anymore in a while."

[System, are there any medicinal herbs nearby? List them all for me.]

The system searched hurriedly, and soon several red dots appeared nearby.

"Is it that serious?" Ling You stood up with her. Although he didn't know what to do, he still diligently helped her pick herbs.

They were lucky, as the place where the monsters chose to live actually contained quite a few good things.

Although Fan Ning is not very familiar with the medicinal herbs here, it is not impossible for him to learn on the spot based on the explanation given by the system.

System Sharp Comment: [I now feel that Ling You is unlucky to have met you.]

Such a delicate young man now has to suppress his doubts and take the medicine made by Fan Ning himself.

Without an alchemy furnace, they used the most common open flame. Without tools, they used hidden weapons to pound the medicine.

Even the only bowls that looked decent were cut from the strange ancient trees nearby.

"...Do you really have to eat it?" Ling You swallowed suspiciously and looked like he was about to run away.

"Hmm?" Fan Ning glanced at him lightly.

Ling You said cautiously: "I think I haven't offended you yet...?"

At least I don't have to be silenced...

"You don't want to eat it?" Fan Ning raised the end of his tone, tilted his head back, and took some of the juice and drank it himself.

He raised his hand and wiped it, and his face became visibly redder.

Fan Ning commented impartially: "The monster chose a good place. These are all good things."

At this moment, Ling You's eyes completely changed when he looked at the bowl.