After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

The girl looked up at Jiang Wanying, who stood quietly, her red dress as blazing and dazzling as a flame. Her half-white hair fluttered gently in the breeze, not at all revealing her age, but instead adding a unique charm. She was like a beautiful painting, the vibrant red dress contrasting with the vicissitudes of her half-white hair. Her gentle expression was like a spring breeze, as if time had slowed down around her, unwilling to disturb this peaceful and beautiful scene.

"The Pavilion Master looks very beautiful now." The girl said sincerely.

Hearing the girl's answer, Jiang Wanying nodded with satisfaction, the corners of her mouth slightly curved, and her mood instantly became better.

"Is there anything else you want to report? If not, you can leave first." Jiang Wanying asked the girl in front of her. She was a little impatient to go back and see Achuan.

"There is one more thing. The princess of the demon tribe has been found, and she seems to be following Your Majesty." Just as the girl finished speaking, she felt a hot breath coming towards her. Just when she was about to resist, the breath strangely disappeared.

Got it, you can leave now." Jiang Wanying's voice was cold and her face was as calm as water, making it impossible to tell whether she was happy or angry.

"Yes." The girl said, and then left the room. Jiang Wanying was the only one left in the room.

"Monster princess? I want to see what gives you the right to stay with Ah Chuan!" Jiang Wanying's previously calm expression instantly took on a frost. A flicker of anger flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she bit her lower lip tightly. Her jade fingers clasped together tightly, her slender fingers turning slightly white from the pressure, her nails almost digging into her palms. The veins on the back of her hands were clearly visible, slightly protruding, as if telling of the intense emotions within her.

Then, she suddenly loosened her fingers, and her slightly trembling fingertips showed how hard she was trying to control her emotions. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but the slightly rising and falling chest betrayed her inner restlessness.

"Achuan, no matter what, I must be the first person to become your Taoist partner!" After saying that, Jiang Wanying rushed towards the Qingluan Holy Land.

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The Demon Palace.

Jun Moyue was at a loss as he looked at Lin Wanxi, who was becoming increasingly haggard and crying all day long, so he immediately lit a stick of mirage incense.

Lin Wanxi, who was gradually falling asleep at this time, seemed to have dreamed of something happy. Her frown gradually relaxed, and a long-lost smile appeared on her face.

"Oh, that kid really caused a lot of harm to others!" Jun Moyue sighed.

"Report!

Suddenly, a guard came to report the news.

After a lot of chatter, Jun Moyue soon learned that Lin Chuan was still alive and was accompanied by the demon princess.

Looking at his daughter who was still smiling foolishly in her dream, Jun Moyue felt even more depressed.

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Baiyun Holy Land.

Bai Zhi frowned slightly upon hearing the news. Why was the demon princess, whom she had been searching for for so long, now beside Lin Chuan? A conspiracy, yes, it had to be a demon conspiracy. For the sake of the human race, Bai Zhi decided to go to the Qingluan Holy Land to find out what this demon princess's intentions were!

Thinking of this, Bai Zhi headed towards the Qingluan Holy Land without hesitation.

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Canglong Holy Land.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Di Lin came to the Holy Lord's Hall, bowed slightly, and asked Yan Jin in front of him respectfully.

Yan Jin looked at Di Lin with a slightly solemn expression, and slowly said: "Disciple, there is news from Qingluan Holy Land recently that Lin Chuan is not dead."

Di Lin was slightly startled, then replied calmly, "Oh." He muttered to himself, "If he's not dead, then he's not dead. Why are you telling me? Are you asking me to give him a gift?" His face didn't betray much emotion, as he simply stared at Yan Jin quietly, waiting for his next words.

"On behalf of our holy land, you should bring a gift to Qingluan Holy Land to congratulate Lin Chuan for being alive." Yan Jin said slowly.

"I'm not going!" Di Lin said excitedly when he heard that they were indeed going to the Qingluan Holy Land. That place was simply a nightmare, and he didn't want to go there again even if he was beaten to death.

Yan Jin's face darkened and he shouted angrily, "Nonsense! You are the Holy Son of the Holy Land. If you don't go, who will?"

Di Lin stiffened his neck and said firmly, "If you want to go, go by yourself! At worst, I won't be the Holy Son anymore!" Are you kidding me? Just because I'm the Holy Son, I deserve to go to that damn place? Whoever wants to be the Holy Son can do it!

Ever since he returned from the Qingluan Holy Land, every time he heard the words "Qingluan Holy Land," he felt a suffocating feeling like he was being buried alive. He also had nightmares of himself being pierced with silver needles and buried alive. After reading a book on psychiatric medicine, he discovered that he was suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder. And for some reason, the medical clinics and pharmacies increased the price of medicinal materials and consultation fees by more than ten times the price of his treatment. He couldn't afford it, absolutely couldn't afford it!

"Should I go?" Yan Jin was also troubled when he heard Di Lin's words. He recalled the sword that Xu Hanyi had handed him and shook his head violently. Although he had heard that Xu Hanyi had been away recently, her apprentice had returned. Who knew if she would come back?

"How about this?" Yan Jin looked at Di Lin, who, like him, was absolutely unwilling to go to the Qingluan Holy Land again, and said helplessly, "Your cultivation resources will be doubled this year. Is that okay with you?"

Di Lin shook his head and said nothing. It was obvious that he refused!

"Those two years?" Yan Jin asked tentatively again.

Di Lin looked at Yan Jin silently, still without saying a word.

"Two and a half years! No more, if it's more I will replace someone!" Yan Jin said gritting his teeth.

"Deal!" When Di Lin heard this, he instantly showed an ecstatic expression and quickly agreed, fearing that Yan Jin would go back on his word.

Yan Jin: ...

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Xuanwu Holy Land.

"I was wondering why the old man died halfway through fishing. It turns out that Lin Chuan is not dead!" After hearing this news, Long Zhantian was slightly startled at first, and then shouted to the young man in black clothes lying on the bed:

"Don't sleep! Hurry up and take some gifts to Qingluan Holy Land to congratulate!"

The young man on the bed seemed not to hear anything and continued lying motionless.

"Zhao Gang! If you don't act now, I'll remove your title of Holy Son!" Long Zhantian roared at the young man. This was truly outrageous. He was finding it increasingly difficult to persuade this disciple.

As if hearing Long Zhantian's anger, the young man on the bed finally showed a slight reaction. Of course, the reaction was not big, he just turned over and continued to sleep.

Long Zhantian:ヽ(`Д?0?7)ノ

Long Zhantian couldn't bear it any longer. The muscles on his arms bulged and he strode to Zhao Gang's bedside.

"Ouch, Master, what are you doing!" Zhao Gang, who was still sleeping, was pulled off the bed by Long Zhantian and beaten to the ground.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Master, can't I just go? Stop hitting me or my face will be disfigured!" Zhao Gang begged for mercy. This time, Long Zhantian was really going to kill him. Every punch he made was truly painful.

After a long time, Zhao Gang, with a bruised face and nose, set out from the Xuanwu Holy Land with gifts and headed tremblingly towards the Qingluan Holy Land.

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The northern border of Qingluan Continent.

This is a terrifying forbidden zone. It feels like a self-contained world sealed by a mysterious force, emanating a terrifying aura. Layers of eerie fog, like an impenetrable wall, completely isolate this area from the outside world. Anyone who approaches this restricted zone is enveloped by an invisible pressure, as if a pair of eyes hidden in the darkness gaze coldly upon them. There is no sign of life here, no birdsong, no beasts roaring, not even the slightest breeze. It stands quietly in the north of the Qingluan Continent, a corner forgotten by time, a mysterious forbidden zone teeming with unknowns and dangers.

"Chuan'er, your master will definitely save you. When that happens, we will never be separated again." Xu Hanyi's eyes seemed to rage like a raging storm, a paranoid glint piercing like a sharp sword. Her face was slightly contorted, with a determination bordering on madness.

The next moment, she rushed towards the fog without hesitation, as if it wasn't a forbidden area filled with unknown dangers, but a passage that would allow her and Lin Chuan to be together forever. Her figure was determined and crazy, like a moth to a flame, driven by the single obsession in her heart - to save Lin Chuan, to keep him by her side forever, never to be separated.

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