I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

"No."

Qin Yao transmitted his voice, saying, "Whether it's openly stealing the Fenji Sword or secretly replacing it with another sword and leaving with the Fenji Sword, it will destroy Baili Tusu's life and make him stand against his most beloved master and senior brother."

This raises a question: if our arrival doesn't improve their original state but instead brings them disaster, then how are we different from the extraterrestrial demons? Will we be able to enter reincarnation with a clear conscience next time?

Based on the original drama, he knew very well that for Baili Tusu, the thing he most hoped for during his days of practicing swordsmanship in Tianyong City was to be an ordinary Tianyong disciple, rather than wandering the world.

Chang'e paused for a moment, then nodded slightly: "You're right. We are not extraterrestrial demons who brought disaster; we are a lucky opportunity that makes the original body better."

In the world of flying to the moon, through their efforts, Hou Yi woke up not only to change his inevitable death but also to gain a more powerful body; Chang'e woke up and was no longer burdened by the oppression and shackles of family ties, nor even by any hatred.

After all, they neither killed her biological father nor her beloved Ninth Brother. As for the eight golden crows that died, they were all "villains" who regarded her as an enemy.

That is why I was able to leave without any psychological burden and happily re-enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Qin Yao looked around, then found a relatively secluded spot at the foot of the mountain and used magic to create a thatched hut:
"Let's stay here for a few days. When registration day comes, I'll take you up the mountain."

Chang'e smiled slightly: "Okay... By the way, does this count as a rest?"

Qin Yao chuckled: "Of course it counts, why wouldn't it?"

The final battle to the moon was too brutal, and the depletion on the soul and mind requires a period of time to recover and recuperate.

Tianyong City is such a wonderful place, like a resort, with beautiful mountains, clear waters, fresh air, and lovely companions. How can it not be considered a place to relax?
three days later.

Suddenly, the sound of bells flew down from the mountaintop and traveled down the heavenly ladder to the foot of the mountain.

At that time, at the foot of the mountain, thousands of seekers who were sitting cross-legged on the ground rose up and walked towards the heavenly ladder in an orderly manner, as if on a pilgrimage.

There was no arguing, no fighting for seats; it was a harmonious scene.

In a secluded spot, in front of a thatched hut, Chang'e smiled at Qin Yao: "Will you come up the mountain with me?"

Qin Yao nodded slightly: "I'll leave after I see you into the gate..."

During their conversation, the two used their lightness skills to fly to the back of the crowd and follow the long line of people up the steps.

At the end of the Heavenly Ladder.

In front of the stone tablet of Tianyong City.

Second Senior Brother Ling Duan sat with his legs crossed behind a long table, with his lackey Zhao Lin and two junior brothers standing beside him, and a registration book in front of him.

After writing for about half an hour, he couldn't take it anymore. He suddenly got up and pressed Zhao Lin down on the wooden chair: "You write, I'll stretch my legs."

"Yes, senior brother." Zhao Lin dared not disobey his orders and obediently began the registration work.

While stretching his body, Ling Duan glanced around and his eyes lit up when he saw the very back of the crowd.

Before this, he thought that no one in the world was more beautiful than Junior Sister Fuqu, and it would be difficult to find anyone who could compare to her.

After all, the Sword Elder's sword attendant, Hongyu, was already a peerless beauty, but compared to Fuqu, there was still a clear difference.

However, at this moment, the girl at the very back of the crowd possessed a beauty no less than that of Fuqu, truly a gift from heaven.

Thinking of this, he walked towards her involuntarily, greeting her with a smile: "I am Ling Duan, the second senior brother among the second-generation disciples of the Sect Master of Tianyong City, the Duan of uprightness. May I ask how I should address you, little sister?"

Chang'e calmly said, "This humble girl, Chang Qingxue, greets her senior brother."

"Qingxue? What a nice name." Ling Duan said with a smile, "Come with me, I'll register you first."

Chang'e shook her head: "No need, senior brother. First come, first served. I can wait."

"With over a thousand people, how long are you going to wait?" Ling Duan said, "Let's go, let's go. After you register, I'll take you somewhere to rest."

"Really, no need. Thank you for your kindness," Chang'e said firmly.

Ling Duan's smile faltered, and his expression suddenly darkened: "Little Sister Chang, do you know that Tianyong City has never had a tradition of recruiting female disciples?"

Chang'e asked, "Is there a rule that forbids female disciples from enrolling?"

Ling Duan coldly replied, "I am the one in charge of the new disciple entrance examination. If I say that your background is unclear and you cannot register, then you cannot register."

"Second Senior Brother is so impressive." Suddenly, a voice rang out from behind him.

Ling Duan's eyelids twitched, and he slowly turned around, only to see the humanoid monster he hated most strolling towards him. He couldn't help but frown: "Junior Brother Tu Su, are your arms that long?"

Qin Yao stopped in front of him and chuckled, "I just can't stand people abusing their power for personal gain. If this matter gets reported to the Sect Leader..."

"Are you trying to scare me?" Ling Duan shouted, his voice stern but his heart filled with fear.

“If you really have abused your power for personal gain, then this is not just a bluff.” Qin Yao said, then suddenly leaned close to his ear: “Senior brother, I’m just looking for something to do with you.”

Ling Duan's expression changed slightly. He snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeve.

Chang'e looked up at Qin Yao, then at her avatar beside her, and couldn't help but smile.

Qin Yao smiled and was about to speak when he suddenly sensed a strange attraction...

Turning around, I saw a handsome man in a yellow robe with long hair walking towards me, exuding a natural charm.

At the same time, the man in the yellow shirt also sensed his gaze, raised his head slightly, and smiled.

"You still came..." Qin Yao said silently in his heart.

"My name is Ouyang Shaogong. May I ask if you are a disciple of Tianyong City, senior brother?" A moment later, the man in yellow robes came running and asked with a smile.

Qin Yao nodded: "Yes."

"If I want to join the sect, I should queue up here, right?" Ouyang Shaogong asked immediately afterward.

Qin Yao nodded again, but did not speak.

"Thank you." Ouyang Shaogong smiled broadly, then turned to Chang'e: "Miss, you look familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"

Chang'e shook her head: "I've never seen it."

"Perhaps I've misremembered," Ouyang Shaogong said dismissively.

Before long, evening arrived. The three disciples finally took turns completing the registration task. Ling Duan, who had been missing for most of the day, reappeared, took out the Bone Testing Immortal Stone in the setting sun, and used the bone test to eliminate 90% of the seekers of the Dao. Then, he used the moral test to eliminate the remaining majority of survivors.

In the end, only twenty-one seekers remained; Qin Yao's avatar seized the opportunity to blend into the crowd of those eliminated and quickly disappeared before the mountain gate...

"Congratulations on successfully passing two of the three entry tests. Once you pass the third test, the demon-slaying trial, you will be able to become a registered disciple of Tianyong City."

A moment later, meeting the gazes of the twenty-one people, Ling Duan smiled and said.

"A demon-slaying trial? Does that mean we have to go and kill demons?" someone asked.

"It's not necessarily about killing the demon, but it's about confronting the demon's attack head-on."

As Ling Duan spoke, he suddenly looked at Qin Yao and said, "Junior Brother Tu Su, since you are here, you should lead them to Emerald Valley to undergo the demon-slaying trial."

Qin Yao shook his head: "It's not appropriate, I'm not the chief examiner."

Ling Duan said, "But you are the disciple of the Sword-Holding Elder. In the past, it was usually your senior brother who did this job. Now that he has gone down the mountain to exorcise demons, it is natural for you to take over. Are you afraid in front of so many people?"

Qin Yao laughed and said, "Provocation won't work on me. It's not my task. You can talk until the sky falls, but don't think you can get me involved."

Lingduan: "..."

Why has this guy become so difficult to deal with?
"Since you're unwilling to take on this responsibility, then go back to your back mountain and don't stay here and bother us." After regaining his senses, he glanced at Chang'e's face and then said to Qin Yao.

Qin Yao asked in confusion, "What have I done to bother you?"

"I feel uncomfortable just looking at you, okay?" Seeing that he not only didn't cooperate but also talked back, Ling Duan said, suppressing his frustration.

"That's your own problem. Why should I leave?" Qin Yao retorted.

Lingduan: "..."

Not far away, the seekers lowered their eyes, clenched their teeth, and tried not to laugh out loud.

They all knew very well that although this second senior brother couldn't do anything to Tu Su, he could make things difficult for them with just a word.

"Come with me!"

Ling Duan struggled to suppress his anger and said sternly.

Qin Yao stopped "playing with" him and instead concealed himself, following behind the group until they reached the Emerald Valley, which resembled a deep, ancient forest...

In the original drama, Tu Su couldn't resist Ling Duan's provocation and accepted the task of protecting the seekers of the Dao, which resulted in him being injured by the Guhuoniao that Ling Duan deliberately released.

But now that Qin Yao has clearly rejected Ling Duan's request, the other party will naturally not release the Guhuoniao to cause him any more trouble.

Thus, faced with the teasing of various little sprites in the valley, only a few people withdrew from the trial because they were too frightened to continue, and a total of sixteen people entered the sect together.

After handing over all the nominal disciples to Zhao Lin for arrangement, Ling Duan, filled with resentment, quietly disappeared into the night, until he reached a quiet and secluded cave...

half an hour.

A red-glowing monster with a human face and a bird's body rushed out of the cave and sped towards the back mountain like a fleeting shadow.

The Third Palace.

In the center of the bed.

Qin Yao, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and saw a strange red bird pass through the wooden door like a ghost, hovering in mid-air above the Dao Palace, tilting its head and scrutinizing him.

A moment later, the strange bird suddenly turned around, trying to leave the way it came.

"Oh!"

However, the wooden door, which had seemed weightless when it arrived, was now as solid as a rock. As it crashed into it, stars flashed before its eyes, and its body spun as it fell to the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, the strange bird finally regained some consciousness and subconsciously looked towards the center of the bed, only to find that its target had disappeared. It was immediately startled and shuddered violently.

Immediately afterwards, it felt a hand grab its neck and lift it off the ground, while a cold, eerie voice rang in its ears: "Give me a reason to live."

Realizing that the hand had severed the flow of its demonic energy, the strange bird dared not harbor any illusions and spoke rapidly:
“My name is Guhuoniao. I come from the Demon-Forbidden Cave in Tianyong City. Ling Duan released me on the condition that I scratch your face. As long as you don’t kill me, I can do anything for you.”

Qin Yao raised an eyebrow.

Scratching face...

This Ling Duan is truly as vicious as he was in the original drama.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand, took out a ball of demonic river water, poured it into a small porcelain bottle, and handed it to the Guhuoniao: "Go back and find him. When you do, attach this demonic water to your claws and scratch his face."

Ubume: "..."

Ling Duan was no good, and this guy is no less so.

What could be worse than human beings? He couldn't think of anything!

"What's wrong?" Qin Yao asked.

The Ubume asked cautiously, "After I complete this task, can I leave?"

"No," Qin Yao said. "Come back to me after you've completed the mission."

The Guhuoniao sighed.

We just left the forbidden area and entered a den of demons!

The next day.

Tianyong City, Lintian Pavilion.

The sect leader smiled as he looked at the new disciples before him, then turned to Zhao Lin and asked, "Why isn't Ling Duan here?"

Zhao Lin said with a strange expression, "Senior Brother Ling Duan is injured, and he asked me to tell you."

"Injured?" the sect leader asked in confusion, "Why?"

Zhao Lin said, "I'm not quite sure either..."

"Go and summon him immediately. I want to ask him what happened," the sect leader said.

Soon after, Ling Duan, whose face was wrapped in two layers of gauze, followed Zhao Lin into the main hall and bowed, saying, "Ling Duan greets the Sect Master."

"What happened to your face?" the sect leader asked bluntly.

Ling Duan paused slightly and explained, "Last night, I discovered something unusual about the Demon-Sealing Cave, so I went to check it out immediately. Unexpectedly, there was a problem with the entrance to the cave where the Guhuoniao was sealed, and the Guhuoniao flew out from there. I tried to chase it back to the entrance, but I was scratched."

The sect leader looked surprised: "Ling Yue checks the seal on the Demon-Suppressing Cave every now and then, how could there be a flaw in the seal?"

Ling Duan said, "Perhaps Senior Brother Ling Yue was negligent..."

"Don't make false accusations."

Fuqu, who was standing to the side, was displeased and immediately said, "We didn't sense anything unusual about the Demon-Forbidden Cave, but you did. Who knows if you went to the Demon-Forbidden Cave with some ulterior motive and ended up being injured by the demons!"

"Junior sister, how could you think of me like that?" Ling Duan cried out in grievance.

"Alright, stop arguing." The sect leader waved his hand and said, "Take off the gauze, I'll treat your injuries."

Ling Duan was overjoyed and hurriedly removed the gauze, revealing a face covered in scars.

Fuqu frowned.

So disgusting.

The sect leader raised his hand and emitted a beam of mysterious light that flew out into the air and enveloped Ling Duan's face.

But the instant the mystical light touched the wound, a sharp pain shot through Ling Duan's face and spread to all his senses...

"what!"

Ling Duan screamed in agony, his face contorted in agony. Not only did his wounds show no signs of healing, but they instead reopened, drawing blood.

The sect leader was shocked and immediately stopped transmitting his magic power. Looking at Ling Duan, who was bleeding profusely, he murmured, "How could this be? The Guhuoniao... shouldn't have this kind of poison."

Ling Duan covered his face with both hands, his voice trembling with pain: "Sect Leader, is there... is there no hope for this?"

The sect leader hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly, "Not necessarily, but I can't do it."

Ling Duan's heart sank to the bottom, a chill running through his body... (End of Chapter)