Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

Is Bai Ge asking him to transfer his spiritual roots and bloodline to Tang Haotian?

How can this be!

If he really transferred, his life would be ruined and he would never be able to reach the top again!

How will the sect look at him then, and how will his peers look at him? He is destined to be eliminated by the sect, expelled from the sect, and live out his life alone in the stinking mortal world.

He is a mysophobe and only drinks spiritual dew and fragrant thousand-year-old peach petals.

Asking him to go to the mortal world full of filth and miasma would be simply killing him!

Xia Yan's voice trembled, "Tian'er... cough... don't." He was so good to Tang Haotian that he never thought that she would betray him.

"Junior Sister, our Master is a rare sword genius that only appears once in a thousand years. He also has an ancient ice body and is a descendant of the legendary Ice Emperor."

Since he is one of the male protagonists, there must be something unusual about him.

"If you had a physique like Master, you would surely make rapid progress in your cultivation, and you would also be able to possess Master's peerless beauty."

Tang Haotian couldn't bear it, and said tremblingly:

"Master, you said that you can give everything for Tian'er."

"Now that I no longer have a good physique, I need you, Master, to help me practice. I will miss you day and night with my icy body."

After saying that, Tang Haotian turned her head away and no longer looked at the angry and ferocious expression on Xia Yan's face. The cold and aloof flower had fallen into the mortal world and was not worthy of her attention at all.

Xia Yan was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Those were just jokes he made casually, but his evil disciple Tang Haotian actually took them seriously!

No, this is a trap.

It was his good disciple who took advantage of his pity and love to lead him into

"boom--"

The formation lit up with a blood-red light, surrounding Xia Yan, the person who promoted the formation.

The more he resisted, the greater the pain his body would suffer, and his physique would be stripped away bit by bit by the formation.

Good bones? Draw it! Excellent bloodline? Draw it!

Xia Yan only felt that every part of his skin was being madly beaten and compressed by the spiritual energy in the formation, and was squeezed into a beef ball.

Then, the sword formed by the spiritual energy in the formation scraped off the good flesh attached to the bones one by one, and even the essence and blood were taken away by the formation.

As the reformer of the formation, Xia Yan personally experimented with the formation as a guinea pig and volunteered to contribute to the improvement of the formation, which touched Tang Haotian deeply.

Every little thought and every brilliant structure he put into the formation all came back to affect him.

In contrast, Tang Haotian is very sweet.

As traces of cool and sweet spiritual power poured into her dry Dantian, although she had just started to refine her Qi, her missing right arm had begun to sprout little buds, which made her feel itchy, which made Tang Haotian very surprised.

"Master, thank you. It turns out that under the influence of love, flesh and blood can really grow."

As her injuries were healing, Xia Yan's wounds would get worse.

"Tang Haotian! When you joined the sect, I never treated you unfairly! I even gave up a very talented disciple for you. Why would you betray me, your master?"

Regardless of the pain caused by the pulling of the wound, Xia Yan was determined to get to the bottom of it today.

For Tang Haotian, he gave up Bai Ge, sacrificed Bai Ge's interests, and did his best to pave the way for Tang Haotian.

But how did Tang Haotian treat him? She actually betrayed him!

"Master, from the moment you failed, you have become a useless dead person in Tian'er's heart. The world of immortal cultivation never believes in tears."

"you!"

Seeing that Tang Haotian had completely given up on him, Xia Yan was unwilling to give in and had to humiliatingly ask for help from Bai Ge, the person he once despised the most.

"Disciple, it was my fault. I was deceived by that bitch Tang Haotian! It's all because I didn't know her well enough!"

The sharp sword cut Xia Yan's throat, and his voice was no longer pleasant to the ear, but became extremely hoarse and distorted.

"My beloved disciple, please let me go! I will double your compensation, recommend you to the Sect Master, and allocate all the sect's resources to you!"

"My beloved disciple, you have just reached the Golden Core stage and are in great need of guidance. I, your master, will definitely help you reach the Refining Void stage!"

Watching Xia Yan crawling darkly in the magic circle like a maggot, twisting and howling, he had to jump up and down like a monkey to avoid attacks.

Ning Jun only felt that the resentment in his heart was dissipating.

The person the original owner feared, terrified, and hated the most was Xia Yan.

He had powerful cultivation and was extremely handsome. Bai Ge once had some naive feelings towards him, thinking that if he practiced well, he could stay by his master's side.

But after getting along with her, it was discovered that Xia Yan was vague and liked to be a riddle teller. He would bully others at every turn, and would help his relatives instead of others. He was also one of the root causes of the original owner's tragedy, causing her serious psychological trauma.

She didn't understand who she had offended, what had she done wrong, and why everyone was treating her like this.

Now that the filter was broken, the once unattainable exiled immortal was now so frustrated and ridiculous in the face of life and death. He was just a powerful mortal, not an immortal at all.

"Master Xia Yan, I think you still don't realize the seriousness of the matter."

"You even refused to give me any obvious benefits."

Everyone can write a blank check. It is so rare to be taught by the Lord of the Refining Void Realm himself.

The original owner had already understood it, and showing him the basic skills could be considered as guidance.

The sect gave a few spiritual weapons, which can be considered an allocation of resources compared to the outer sect who had nothing.

"You are so generous in giving Junior Sister magic weapons and elixirs, but when it comes to me, you just prescribe a bunch of empty things."

"What a pity, Master, you missed my last chance to let you out."

Ning Jun grinned, stretched out a finger, and instantly completely destroyed Xia Yan's spiritual roots, meridians, and bones. The things in the storage bag were not as useful as those in the Immortal Palace, so Ning Jun destroyed them all.

After the root bone was extracted, Xia Yan's skin was layered, and yellow spots filled with the smell of old age could be seen everywhere on his skin.

"Monster Yue—so ugly! So smelly! Senior Sister, please throw him out right away!" Tang Haotian, who was closest to Xia Yan, was the first to bear the brunt of the visual shock.

"Um... uh... sweet... how could you... dislike... me..."

After the 700-year-old Xia Yan lost his spiritual power, he couldn't be said to be ugly, but only a little scary. With wrinkles all over his skin, he looked more like a monster than a human.

The useless Xia Yan was slapped out of the fairy palace by Ning Jun.

From this moment on, Xia Yan would kowtow from outside the sect all the way to Chiren Peak, and kowtow on every hilltop he passed. While kowtowing, he would explain his crime of abusing his disciples.

"Master, don't worry, you won't die. I will keep you hanging, trapping your soul in this body forever, tormenting you for eternity until your soul dissipates."

"You asked for this, after all."

The eldest senior sister whose roots were dug out became the entire sect whose roots were dug out.

"Oh, of course. I guess you two monsters are also watching the big show here. It will be your turn soon."

Ning Jun raised a vicious smile on his face.

"I believe you are willing to sacrifice for your master."