Miss Witch is broke again.

"What a great immortal! How could he do such a shameless thing?"

In the vermilion pavilion, Tu Wen pointed and gestured at the elegant immortal. You should know that this tampered pill was used by Immortal Cheng to torment Tu Wen, but unfortunately, it was Su Li who fell for it.

Even a celestial being or demon who has existed for thousands of years couldn't save face, but when she tried to retort, she was choked speechless by Su Li, who was about to cry next to her.

Su Li was now dressed in a Taoist robe, but the loose, dark white robe could not conceal the girl's slender and graceful figure. Her alluring face was now streaked with tears, as if she had suffered a lot of bullying.

Tu Wen's righteous and stern demeanor only made Cheng Xianren feel exhausted, so he could only wave his sleeve slightly and say apologetically.

"This is my fault, please apologize in advance!"

Tu Wen paused, then gave Su Li a look, and the person's crying became even louder.

Immortal Cheng rubbed his forehead, beginning to regret his actions of adding something to the pill. He had intended to teach this junior a lesson for bothering her all the time, but now he had gotten himself into trouble.

Why is this little fox crying so much? It's been almost an hour, doesn't she get tired?

The immortal looked at the weeping Su Li with a headache and said helplessly to Tu Wen:

"Fine, what do you want, junior? Just say it..."

Tu Wen rubbed her hands excitedly and said:

"Master Cheng, that Shrinking Earth to an Inch technique you just used was quite impressive, how about..."

Immortal Cheng refused without hesitation:

"This is a secret of my teachings that cannot be passed on to anyone but my disciple. You and the little fox should choose another one."

Tu Wen responded with an "oh," but wasn't angry. Just as she was about to say something, Su Li silently tugged at Tu Wen's sleeve, her slender, pink index finger pointing quietly at Cheng Xianren's sleeve.

Tu Wen immediately understood and said:

"Great Immortal, how is this 'Hidden Universe Technique'?"

Immortal Cheng wasn't stingy; he simply explained casually:

"This 'Hidden Universe in the Sleeve' technique isn't some secret art. Back when the immortal sects coexisted, all the different paths had some knowledge of it. However, this technique can only trap enemies and manipulate objects; it doesn't have much killing power. Moreover, the Cloud Sleeve needs to be crafted using secret methods, which is quite costly."

Tu Wen glanced discreetly to the side, while Su Li, who was sobbing with her head down, could only whimper softly, but the pair of fox ears on her forehead twitched slightly from side to side.

So Tu Wen chuckled and said:

"Master Cheng is right, this magic is indeed all show and no substance, only good for showing off..."

The aloof immortal took a deep breath. If it weren't for her pure Dao heart, she would have almost slapped this junior to death. She said coldly:

"Trying to look cool, huh? Want to try the power of my Cloud Sleeves? Not to mention you, even your shameless master's killing sword will be suppressed by me."

Tu Wen gave an awkward smile and was about to make up an excuse when Su Li tugged at her sleeve again.

The pair of fox ears twitched slightly, the tips pointing forward at the body of the immortal and the demon woman. Tu Wen first frowned, pondering the meaning, then suddenly realized and coughed:

"Great Immortal, please don't be angry. Your technique of gathering and dispersing the formless primordial spirit is truly wondrous. It's a good opportunity to teach you so that we can spread your great prestige in the future."

Immortal Cheng looked strange and said:

"Is this your scoundrel master's first time taking on a disciple? He didn't even teach you this basic cultivation knowledge. Why would you need to learn the art of gathering and dispersing the primordial spirit? Once you reach my level of cultivation, you'll learn it without a teacher."

However, the immortal snorted, already somewhat annoyed by being so extorted by this junior, and scoffed:

"With your and this little fox's current level, don't even think about it for several hundred years. Although I am far inferior to those great witches, I am still more than capable of dealing with the current top witches. You should understand the difference between us."

Tu Wen naturally understood the difference, and even Su Li's crying was much quieter. After all, they weren't even Great Witches, and Great Witches were far from being Top Witches.

After failing to cast three spells in a row, the fairy-demon had already realized that the two juniors were trying to extort her, but since she had indeed made a mistake first, she couldn't refute it.

Moreover, Immortal Cheng only wanted to resolve this matter as soon as possible, so the immortal and demoness thought for a moment, then pulled out an ancient, yellowed scroll from her sleeve and said:

"Little fox, stop pretending. This scroll is the legacy of a fox spirit from long ago. It is the fox clan's fire control technique, which is perfect for your fox spirit bloodline."

Su Li stopped crying, embarrassed, and chuckled.

She felt rather embarrassed. Although Tu Wen had instructed her to do so with her eyes, this immortal was, after all, Tu Wen's elder, which made her feel quite guilty.

However, the authenticity of this fire control technique is unknown. After all, Su Li did not feel that she had this talent. But in legends, there are indeed fox demons who can control foxfire to create illusions and also have the ability to harm people.

Just as Su Li hesitated, a voice suddenly rang in her mind.

"Little fox, you're lucky. This fire control technique is indeed a lost secret of my fox clan. No wonder I couldn't find it in the past. It turns out it fell into the hands of this immortal. Hurry up and take it down."

Su Li was startled, not expecting that even the fox spirit would be awakened by this fire control technique.

Since the fox spirit recognized the scroll's exceptional value, Su Li naturally couldn't miss it, so she nodded to Tu Wen in acknowledgment.

Cheng Xianren breathed a sigh of relief. Fox spirits are always causing trouble. Fortunately, Su Daji didn't target his sect back then, otherwise, having no successor would be the least of his worries.

Tu Wen took the scroll and put it away, preparing to return it to Su Li.

"In that case, Li Mei and I will not disturb the Great Immortal any further."

Just as Tu Wen was about to leave, this Immortal Cheng called her back. Although he had been extorted by this junior, Immortal Cheng was not angry. Instead, his tone carried a hint of concern as he said:

"Your Heavenly Sword Sect's killing sword technique is ultimately too sharp and consumes too much vital energy. When will you, a junior, be willing to forge a sword? Don't follow your arrogant master's example, which could lead to loss of life and needlessly ruin your promising future!"

Tu Wen paused, her spirited young face showing no sign of worry, still smiling brightly, and said:

"Relax, relax, Great Immortal, don't worry. This mere killing sword can't stop me. I've already considered this sword-forging matter, and it can't be rushed."

Tu Wen's seemingly indifferent expression made Cheng Xianren's lips twitch. He had no choice but to turn around, flick his sleeve, and say:

"Go away, go away, don't disturb my peace."

Su Li pricked up her fox ears to eavesdrop, paying attention to the words "sword forging," and couldn't help but feel curious. However, the immortal Cheng's intention to get rid of her was very clear. The vermilion pavilion was turning into thin mist, constantly flowing away with the wind. Even the beautiful immortal turned into a watercolor painting and disappeared.

Su Li rubbed her eyes, her incredulous expression quite adorable, which amused Tu Wen. If Su Li hadn't touched her dark white Taoist robe and hadn't had Tu Wen beside her, she would have thought her experience was just a hallucination.

"It's time to go, Li-mei, we haven't finished exploring this demon market yet."

Tu Wen pulled Su Li deeper into the demon market, but Su Li still lingered, turning back every few steps.

Tu Wen helplessly pinched Su Li's fox ears and said:

"Li-mei, stop looking. That's a fairy demon who has lived for thousands of years. Her skill in creating a grotto within a painting is the envy of countless demons."

Su Li's eyes lit up, and she asked:

"Can I learn it? This magic is amazing."

The two figures gradually blended into the forest, while Tu Wen's voice drifted over:

"Next time you cry louder, the great immortal will probably teach you this spell!"

"Okay!"