The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

In the dim morning light, Wan Jinan's residence was shrouded in a light golden mist.

Inside, the air lingered with the scent of sandalwood. He sat cross-legged, his hands tracing a mysterious path across his chest. As his breath flowed, a faint azure light shone around him, and his robes fluttered without a breeze.

After several days of seclusion, Wan Jin'an's spiritual energy surged like a river. He could clearly feel the shackles at his dantian loosening, as if only an opportunity would allow him to break through to a new realm.

Suddenly, his eyes fluttered open, a gleam of brilliance flashing in them. He swung his palm forward, a powerful wind swirling with spiritual energy, and with a clang, the door flew open. Amidst the whirlwind of sawdust, a ray of morning light slanted in, coating his figure with a golden edge.

He took a deep breath of fresh air and looked outside, only to see the clear blue sky and floating white clouds.

"The weather is nice today, with blue sky and white clouds. It turns out I overthought the demonic energy last night. It must have been because my mind was unstable and I almost became possessed by the devil. What a close call, what a close call..."

He got off the bed, walked out of the room slowly, and stretched himself. "I wonder if those guys are up yet. Let's go check."

He walked to Cen Yizi's room and knocked on the door, but no one answered.

He ran to knock on Chu Ying and Jiang Yingxue's doors, but still no one answered.

"Oh my god, this is so unfair! Their master is practicing day and night, but they are sleeping soundly. The sun is already rising, it's the perfect time to practice sword skills, how can one or two of them be so lazy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four people walked in from outside the yard.

Yan Chuan crossed his arms and sighed unhappily, "Master."

Wan Jinan turned around suddenly and saw three people staring at him, while Chu Ying was carried on Cen Yizi's back.

He was stunned at first, and then a wave of sadness surged in his heart: "You little brat! Have you recovered your memory? Do you know how to call me Master?"

Yan Chuan replied: "Yingxue helped me."

"Just remember it, just remember it." He nodded solemnly, then glanced at the four of them: "Speaking of which, why are you all gathered together so early in the morning?"

Before anyone could say anything, Wan Jinan immediately speculated, "I see. You four went out to play without your master, didn't you? Oh, Yingxue even bought a new dress! The dresses in the capital are just different. They're so gorgeous."

Then he turned his gaze to Cen Yizi: "But Yizi, what's wrong with you? Your clothes are so tattered, and you didn't even think of buying yourself a new one. Look, the right sleeve is torn!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his eyes again: "Oh my God, what's going on! Why are there bloodstains on your clothes and Chu Ying's? And why did Chu Ying fall asleep?"

Wan Jinan then realized something was wrong: "What's going on? Where did you go?"

Yan Chuan was already used to his master's unreliability, so he said concisely: "We entered the palace last night. The nine-tailed fox led a group of demons to slaughter the palace, killing many people and eating the king's heart. They had originally planned to kill the people of the eight great families, but fortunately-"

"Wait!" Before he could finish his words, Wan Jinan held his head. The light words contained an explosion of information.

"Don't talk about it for now. Let me sort it out. What you mean is that last night, the nine-tailed demon fox descended into the world and killed the king of Canglan Kingdom?"

"good."

He couldn't believe his ears. "You, you, you, what did you say? Nine-tailed demon fox? You mean the most powerful, the most terrifying, the kind with nine tails?"

Yan Chuan continued to nod.

"And you were also in the palace at that time? The eight great families of Canglan Kingdom were also in the palace?"

"Yes."

"Then how did you come back alive? That's the dreaded Nine-tailed Demon Fox! Could you four be souls?"

Wan Jinan quickly went up and pinched Yan Chuan, feeling his warmth and warmth. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, fortunately, he's still alive."

Wan Jinan took a few steps back. "So what I felt last night was indeed demonic energy. I thought I was going to be possessed by a demon. But if it really was a nine-tailed demon fox, even if all the eight great families gathered together, they wouldn't be able to kill it. How did you get out? Who saved you?"

Cen Yizhi and Yan Chuan looked at Jiang Yingxue at the same time. Wan Jinan followed their gaze and was slightly stunned: "Oh, stop joking. I know Yingxue is a genius, but she is only in the Nascent Soul stage. How could it be possible..."

Wan Jinan's eyes rolled: "Wait... No way..."

Jiang Yingxue smiled at the side and said, "Master, have you forgotten what I said? I'm probably the savior mentioned in the prophecy?"

Wan Jinan was overjoyed: "Did you really obtain the power in the prophecy? What is it?"

"My cultivation level has advanced three levels in a row. I'm now... in the Fusion Stage."

"Fusion! Fusion stage!?!?" Wan Jinan swallowed hard and pinched his cheek fiercely: "Yingxue, how old are you this year?"

"Master, I'm not young anymore. I'm eighteen."

Damn it... Wan Jinan bit his lip, he was too damn strong.

He took a deep breath and pretended to be calm: "Well, not bad, you are worthy of being my disciple. I am really proud of you. Back then, you were just a small Qi Refining Stage. Time flies so fast, it really just flies by in the blink of an eye..."

"Master." Yan Chuan called him back: "Don't flatter yourself. Remember to practice more."

"Oh, look at the way you talk. Do you really think you're so great just because you're in the Nascent Soul stage? You're only in the early stages of the Nascent Soul stage. You're still a little far from being your master."

Cen Yizhi immediately interrupted: "But Master, Senior Brother has already reached the Void Refinement Stage."

Wan Jinan: ???

Small eyes, big doubts.

"What did you say!?"

Wan Jinan looked at Cen Yizi and pointed at Yan Chuan: "I can understand Yingxue's rapid progress with the help of the gods, but how did this kid suddenly reach the Void Refinement Stage?"

"It was Luo Wei," Yan Chuan explained. "He force-fed me the magic pill, causing me to experience a near-death experience, which led to a rapid improvement in my cultivation."

"Come to think of it, what happened to you after that fellow Luo Wei captured you?" Wan Jinan stepped forward and looked at Yan Chuan. "You're really not possessed? You weren't brainwashed by Luo Wei and then thrown back to us as a spy, right?"

Yan Chuan was helpless: "Master, if I was really possessed by a demon, you would have seen through it long ago when you brought me back to heal my wounds and probe my spiritual consciousness."

"That's true, but why didn't you become a demon after taking the magic pill?"

"Because I—" The words were on the tip of his tongue, but they felt hot. Yan Chuan was silent for a long time before he continued, "It seems to be related to the elves. Last night, when Yingxue used the Soul Binding Lamp, I realized that my inner demon was bound by a golden light. The aura of that golden light was the same as that of the Elf King. But I really can't remember when she cast the spell on me."