From the fake emperor to the concubine

The woman's seemingly casual attack was, in fact, an irresistible killing blow for Zhang Yunfan.

The great sword flew far away, half of its blade embedding itself in a rock.

Zhang Yunfan also coughed up blood and collapsed to the ground.

The internal organs felt as if they were being overturned, and dozens of meridians throughout the body were severed.

It's fair to say he almost lost half his life.

Just as he was struggling to get up, a figure carrying a faint fragrance appeared in front of Zhang Yunfan.

"Handsome young man, to be honest, I'm actually a little reluctant to kill you. Apart from your low cultivation level, I quite admire you."

"You can only blame yourself for insisting on attending the Zheng family's disciple recruitment ceremony."

"Now, you can die."

Lightning began to gather on her fingers, ready to kill Zhang Yunfan in the next moment.

Zhang Yunfan closed his eyes helplessly. Facing a master cultivator several levels higher than himself, all his methods were utterly meaningless.

"I'm sorry, senior, you may not be able to have my body," Zhang Yunfan said to Zheng Yi in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This silly boy said this before he died.

"Without my permission, you think you can die?"

Zheng Yi had been observing and testing Zhang Yunfan, and since the kid hadn't really encountered any insurmountable crisis, he hadn't made a move.

Now that the kid is truly helpless, Zheng Yi certainly won't just stand by and watch.

Zheng Yi would certainly not let his life end here, as his disciple was of the highest caliber in terms of character, temperament, and aptitude.

Although the one possessing Zhang Yunfan's sea of ​​consciousness was merely a fragment of his own consciousness, even so, it was still something that the cultivators of this world could not withstand.

The female cultivator had just raised her finger, which was gathering lightning, and had not yet aimed it at Zhang Yunfan.

Suddenly, I felt that this seemingly simple and honest boy had become a completely different person.

The terrifying aura made her feel like a tiny leaf in a tsunami.

They have no control over their own destiny and can only sway helplessly in the midst of storms and towering waves.

Overwhelmed with fear, the woman's legs gave way and she knelt on the ground.

Under Zheng Yi's control, Zhang Yunfan stood up and looked down at the woman who was pale and trembling with fear.

"What's your name?"

"I...I am Wei Siling. Senior...I was blind and dared to attack you. Please spare my life, senior, considering my youth and ignorance."

Zheng Yi looked at her indifferently: "Judging from what you just said, you were instructed by someone to come and disrupt the Zheng family's disciple-acceptance ceremony?"

"No..." The woman subconsciously shook her head desperately, trying to deny it, but then she realized that in the face of such a terrifying being, her denial was meaningless. The other party had countless ways to verify the truth or make her tell the truth herself.

So he changed his attitude again and nodded vigorously, saying, "Senior is right. It was my sect that sent me to cause trouble for the Zheng family."

"As long as we can disrupt the Zheng family's disciple-acceptance ceremony, we can delay the Zheng family's rise."

Zheng Yi coldly asked, "Which sect or faction are you from? Does your sect have a grudge against the Zheng family?"

Zheng Yi had already examined the cultivation method this woman practiced; it was an unorthodox method.

However, Zheng Yi did not sense any familiar aura from Wei Siling.

In other words, neither she nor her sect participated in the previous attack on the Zheng family.

Zheng Yi was certain of this.

After all, a relatively large sect may have a variety of cultivation methods.

However, these techniques are definitely interconnected and cannot exist independently of the general principles of a sect.

This situation is more pronounced in smaller sects.

Unless, within those sects, there are individuals who do not cultivate any techniques related to their own sect, Zheng Yi would be unable to find out.

So here's the problem: everyone here is a cultivator, and the reason we join a sect is to obtain better cultivation techniques and more cultivation resources.

Since joining a sect doesn't guarantee you can practice its techniques, while there are some benefits, you can't enjoy the sect's perks most of the time.

How many people are still willing to stay in a certain sect?

"Reporting to senior, I am from Qixia Mountain, from the Candlelight Sect."

“Our sect has no conflict with the Zheng family. It’s just that our sect leader said that good and evil have been irreconcilable since ancient times, and he doesn’t want to see the righteous sects become stronger, so he sent us to cause trouble.”

"By the way, senior, it's not just people from our Candlelight Sect who are here; many other demonic sects I know of are also participating in this disciple-acceptance ceremony."

"I can tell you everything I know, as long as you spare my life, senior."

"Great!" Zheng Yi certainly had no reason to refuse such a good thing.

He casually pulled out paper and pen and asked Wei Siling to write down the list.

In order to survive, Wei Siling sold out those people without hesitation. She wrote down the names of everyone she knew, had seen, or even heard of.

There were a total of twenty-four people, which was something Wei Siling knew.

Zheng Yi believes there are many more things that even Wei Siling doesn't know.

After all, compared to the number of people who came to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony, this number was nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

After receiving the list, Zheng Yi handed it directly to Zheng Tianhao.

Zheng Tianhao, who was presiding over the apprenticeship ceremony, suddenly felt as if he had been hit on the head with a heavy hammer. The next moment, a list appeared in his mind.

"Our ancestor is mighty!" Zheng Tianhao exclaimed with joy.

He's currently having a headache over how to expose these malicious individuals.

Whether it's the righteous path or the evil path, it's quite normal to have spies planted during the apprenticeship process.

If a sect doesn't manage to uncover a few spies during its disciple recruitment ceremony, it's almost embarrassing to claim that its sect is powerful.

Many details are easy to spot, but some are hidden quite well.

It's impossible for any sect to spend a lot of time investigating at this time.

After all, there are too many people involved, and it would be time-consuming and laborious to investigate. Moreover, if such a matter were to affect the sect's disciple recruitment ceremony, it would be a loss rather than a gain.

Therefore, if you really can't find it, just let it go for now and investigate it later.

Now that our ancestors have taken action, they've saved themselves a lot of trouble.

"Someone, immediately deal with these people according to this list." Zheng Tianhao's tone was as casual as if he were sweeping away a few insects.

With the target locked in advance, and within the blessed land belonging to the Zheng family, those people had no chance to resist, let alone escape.

They were quickly eliminated one by one by the Zheng family.

After resolving this problem, Zheng Yi hesitated for a while about how to deal with Wei Siling.

However, he soon had an idea.

After all, they had provided him with the list of spies, so killing them outright wouldn't be a good idea. Zheng Yi didn't care about his reputation; he just didn't need to kill unless absolutely necessary.

It's definitely not because Wei Siling is such a beautiful woman that killing her would be a waste.

Zheng Yi is not a lecherous person.

Therefore, Zheng Yi directly used Zhang Yunfan's divine sense to create a master-servant blood pact.

He implanted the blood pact into Wei Siling's mind.

"If you want to live, sign this contract; if you want to die, I won't mind granting your wish."

Wei Siling hesitated only slightly before decisively imprinting her divine sense onto the contract.

She was still young and didn't want to risk her life for her sect.

Although the master-servant contract is cruel, it's still better than losing your life now, isn't it?
After resolving everything, Zheng Yi scanned the area again to make sure there were no further threats, and then returned the body to Zhang Yunfan.

Zhang Yunfan, who had just woken up, felt like his head was about to explode from all the sticky stuff.

He pressed his head hard, hoping to relieve the pain in this way.

However, this approach did not yield significant results.

The next moment, a stunningly beautiful face appeared before Zhang Yunfan. The woman forced a smile and said, "Master, you seem to be feeling unwell. Could you tell me what's wrong? I might try to help you relieve the pain."

Zhang Yunfan was startled and quickly retreated a long distance before looking at Wei Siling with a clear gaze.

After all, in his last memory, Wei Siling, that terrifying woman, was planning to take his life.

Not only were all his actions within this woman's calculations, but he was also far inferior to her in terms of overt strength.

There was absolutely no chance of winning against this woman.

But what has happened now?
This woman is actually calling me her master?
"What do you want, you vixen? Don't think you can make me submit like this. I will never collude with you."

Wei Siling's already strained smile almost crumbled completely.

If it weren't for signing that blood pact...

In the sea of ​​consciousness, every trace of the Blood Pact instance was so clear.

Thinking of the terms mentioned above, Wei Siling could only try to force a smile and appear more amiable.

“Master, you misunderstand. For some reason, I am indeed your servant now.”

"My blood pact should still be in your sea of ​​consciousness; you'll know as soon as you look."

"Really?" Zhang Yunfan was hardly convinced.

But he also felt that this woman had no reason to lie to him.

After all, although he had participated in the Zheng family's disciple-acceptance ceremony, he was now just a rogue cultivator and had nothing that the other party could scheme against.

Moreover, this woman is far stronger than me; if she wanted to kill me, she wouldn't need to resort to this whole tactic.

As he pondered this, Zhang Yunfan sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as he entered, he saw the servant contract in the sea of ​​consciousness.

One of them was himself, and the other was none other than that woman, Wei Siling.

This contract is extremely cruel, imposing numerous demands on Wei Siling. Even if she were to speak harshly to her master, she would be punished under the contract.

However, no requirements were made for Zhang Yunfan.

In other words, she could do whatever she wanted to Wei Siling.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yunfan couldn't help but swallow hard.

He then understood what was going on.

"Senior, you must be the one behind all this, right?" The senior Zhang Yunfan was referring to was naturally Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi chuckled and said, "So, are you satisfied with my gift?"

Zhang Yunfan was at a loss: "Senior, this is not right... Hey, isn't it a bit inappropriate to arbitrarily turn other cultivators into slaves?"

Seeing the boy's evasive eyes, Zheng Yi chuckled and said, "What? If you're unwilling, I certainly wouldn't mind letting him go."

Zhang Yunfan's gaze unconsciously fell on Wei Siling.

Wei Siling was dressed very conservatively, with almost no part of her body exposed.

Even so, his figure was curvaceous and full of feminine beauty, which made people unable to help but have certain associations.

"No need, thank you, senior." For Wei Siling, figure and appearance were probably the least important things.

Her cultivation level was quite formidable; she had already reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage at a young age.

Zhang Yunfan was perfectly aware of how much help such a woman would provide him.

No one is foolish enough to give up all the benefits and let such a skilled person go.

Zheng Yi deliberately mocked, "I thought a carefree virgin like you would righteously reject my suggestion."

Zhang Yunfan was both amused and exasperated: "Senior, why do I feel like I'm some kind of clueless idiot in your eyes?"

"Aren't you the same?" Zheng Yi retorted. "Anyway, if it were me, I definitely wouldn't just treat this woman as a weapon."

"Senior, I don't understand what you're saying?" Zhang Yunfan's gaze was unfocused, and his voice was trembling.

Zheng Yi did not expose him.

The Zheng family's trial is not over yet, but this time the Zheng family has not told them the content of the trial.

This left these cultivators wandering aimlessly like headless flies within the small grotto-heaven.

However, many of them did not come away empty-handed.

This small grotto-heaven was like paradise to these cultivators.

There were all sorts of spiritual herbs and plants inside, simply too many to count.

You can see some almost every few steps you walk.

Although most of these are not particularly expensive items.

However, obtaining the full amount is not so easy.

Many people may find themselves stuck for more than half a month just because they couldn't get a single spiritual plant.

It may not sound like much, but each item has an impact of more than half a month. When you add all the items together, the time difference can be quite significant.

Moreover, cultivation is like rowing against the current; if you don't move forward, you fall behind.

If it's a single one, it will probably take several times longer.

Here, these things are as if they're free, they're everywhere.

Unfortunately, human desires are endless. Many people, having acquired many good things themselves, quickly set their sights on the gains of others.

As they acquired more and more items, the battles became increasingly frequent. (End of Chapter)