Is there no future for a female immortal? I rely on farming to achieve immortality.

It took Song Nianjiao a whole day and night before the effect of the Demon-Swallowing Pill finally wore off.

And Ji Mei's figure just happened to appear.

When Song Nianjiao saw Ji Mei in red, she couldn't help but smile happily:

"Senior, I...I did it!"

After Song Nianjiao finished speaking, she fell into a coma.

I don’t know how long it took before I gradually woke up.

Song Nianjiao saw Ji Mei standing by the bed, her eyes fixed on her, looking at her carefully.

"senior?"

Ji Mei smiled with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, you managed to hold on!"

The next moment, Ji Mei condensed a magic seal and then easily imprinted it into Song Nianjiao's soul.

Song Nianjiao seemed to have known the outcome already, and she did not resist at all, easily letting Ji Mei's seal be branded on her soul.

"This seal imprinted in your soul is to prevent you from betraying me in the future. Do you understand?"

Song Nianjiao pursed her lips slightly and nodded.

"In that case, practice early tonight, pack up, and follow me to the Demon Realm tomorrow morning."

Song Nianjiao stood up and saluted, "Song Nianjiao obeys!"

Ji Mei frowned slightly, "Didn't you say before that Song Nianjiao of Tianxu Sect is dead, and there's no need to use Song Nianjiao's name anymore!"

Then Ji Mei touched her chin, thought for a while and said, "From now on, you can call me Ji Mei! And don't call me senior. I'm just over a thousand years old. Call me Sister Mei!"

"Ahem....Miao...Sister, Ji Mei obeys your command!"

Afterwards, Ji Miao saw that Ji Mei seemed to be hesitant to speak, so she asked, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Ji Mei then frowned and asked, "Sister Mei, I've heard that the Demon Realm has always been unfriendly to spiritual practitioners. As a spiritual practitioner, will you encounter unnecessary troubles when you go to the Demon Realm?"

Ji Mei just smiled slightly and asked, "Who told you that I was just practicing spiritual cultivation?"

The next moment, Ji Mei's aura changed instantly, and her appearance became even more charming and alluring.

The demonic energy around her was spreading, and any cultivator could recognize at a glance that the woman in front of him was a demon cultivator.

A thought flashed through Ji Mei's mind.

"Spirit...spiritual and demonic dual cultivation?"

Ji Mei raised her eyelids and said casually, "What's so surprising? The direct descendants of the main branch of the Ji family in Feixian Tower all practice dual spiritual and demonic cultivation."

This is the secret of the direct lineage of the Ji family of Feixian Tower. Ji Mei would naturally not reveal it to others for no reason.

But now Ji Mei is hers, and Ji Mei's soul also bears the mark of Ji Mei. Ji Mei will naturally not betray her. She can trust Ji Mei, so she told her the secret of the Ji family.

Moreover, Ji Mei has huge potential, and such a strong physique is hard to find in the entire Canglan Realm.

She gave Song Nianjiao the two characters Ji Mei, so that she could enter Feixian Tower, enter her Ji family, and be used by her! In the future, she would become her right-hand man!

Ji Mei was shocked. No wonder Feixianlou’s industries could be distributed in various regions of Canglan Realm. It turned out that they practiced both spiritual and demonic cultivation!

......

Su Yang looked at the spiritual field formation controlled by Song Nianjiao and pondered for a moment.

Since the last time Su Yang saw Song Nianjiao leaving the sect, she hadn't seen Song Nianjiao for many days.

I don’t know what she did after leaving the sect, and she hasn’t come back yet!

Suddenly, all the disciples in the Spiritual Medicine Garden came out in a bustling crowd and walked towards the Spiritual Medicine Garden Hall, which few people had visited before.

Su Yang then realized that it was the end of the year and it was time to pay the annual share.

She didn't care about anything else at the moment and followed the other disciples to pay their share.

In the hall outside the spiritual medicine garden.

Cao Ren raised his wrinkled eyelids and calculated the share that each disciple should hand over.

Suddenly, he spoke lazily:

"Bingyuan No. 4, you were supposed to pay 100 kilograms of spiritual flowers every year, so why have you only brought in 80 kilograms?"

Bingyuan No. 4's face turned a little pale, and he stammered for a long time without being able to speak.

Cao Ren was too lazy to ask any more questions, and then said:

"This year's sect contribution points will be halved. Next year's contribution share must be repaid by 20 kilograms. Next year's monthly salary for the first half of the year will be halved!"

"I'll remember this as a record. If you fail to pay your share three times, you will be expelled from the Tianxu Sect."

"Thank you very much, uncle."

The light in the eyes of the fourth disciple of Bingyuan faded, and he could only nod heavily and leave.

Next, Cao Ren's voice, mingled with spiritual energy, addressed the disciples who were lining up to pay their share:

"The monthly salary and contribution points awarded to disciples of the Spiritual Medicine Garden after completing their missions at the end of each year are much higher than those given to other disciples of the same level."

"But with high returns comes high risks!"

"If the payment at the end of each year is insufficient, there will be corresponding penalties!"

Some of the remaining disciples lined up with nervous expressions, their fingers trembling, while others were confident and calm.

Su Yang carefully observed that these confident people were either disciples from Garden B or disciples from Garden C who had connections with some people who grew spiritual grains and rice.

Then she lowered her head slightly, and when she raised it again, her expression was quite nervous, staring intently at the disciples who were checking in front of her.

Since Su Yang was the last one to arrive, when it came to Su Yang's arrival, there were only Su Yang and Cao Ren in the entire hall.

When Su Yang took out the Spirit Gathering Grass that he had to pay every year, Cao Ren took a quick glance at it. When he saw that there were some high-quality and top-quality Spirit Gathering Grass among Su Yang's Spirit Gathering Grass, suddenly a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Top-grade Spirit Gathering Grass? Number 11 in Bing Garden? If I remember correctly, after one year in the Spiritual Medicine Garden, you were able to cultivate top-grade and top-grade Spirit Gathering Grass?"

Su Yang's heart skipped a beat when he heard Cao Ren's surprise.

The next moment, Su Yang looked nervous, "Cao...Uncle Cao, is it...is it that the Spirit Gathering Grass I paid for is of poor quality?"

"Does the share I have to pay have to be all top-grade Spirit Gathering Grass? My disciple... my disciple's ability is insufficient..."

Then, her fingers clenched white, she lowered her head and trembled slightly, not daring to look up at Cao Ren again.

Cao Ren looked at Su Yang for a moment and could tell that she was genuinely worried that the Spirit Gathering Grass she had paid for would not meet the standards.

"Your Spirit Gathering Grass is very good! It's not that your quality is too bad, but... your quality is too good!"

"I'm just curious. You've only been in the Spiritual Medicine Garden for a year. How did you manage to cultivate several top-grade Spirit Gathering Grasses?"

This is what Cao Ren was confused about. Generally speaking, disciples who had just entered the Spiritual Medicine Garden for a year had relatively poor qualifications and talents. They did not care about the quality of the share they paid in the first year, and they would be thankful if they could pay the full amount.

But how could this Bingyuan No. 11 grow such top-grade spirit-gathering grass? This was what puzzled him.