The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

Murong Yunhai is unreliable; we need to think about a backup plan...

Meanwhile, Changsun Youyou followed the four to the venue of the Four Sects Grand Competition.

The moment a group of people entered, they naturally attracted everyone's attention.

However, none of the group intended to communicate with others, as the other two sects, apart from King Beast Valley, had been attacked by the demonic forces.

They were also very tired.

So the group didn't linger and returned to their own direction.

Changsun Youyou sat on the bed and slowly closed her eyes.

"Master... what do you think of what happened today?"

“Your judgment is correct. Qin Yangjun really doesn’t want to get involved in this matter anymore. The relationship between Yuqian Sect and the Murong family may not be what it seems on the surface.”

Ling Shenxian paused at this point.

"After all, if they were really close, Qin Yangjun wouldn't have this attitude. There might be some hidden reason behind this."

"Then, Master, should we investigate?"

"There's no need. That's their business. We just need to know Qin Yangjun's attitude. There's no need to waste time on meaningless things."

The spirit immortal suddenly changed the subject.

"Let's get down to business. You must win the top spot in this freshman group. I've mentioned to you before that the world is about to descend into chaos. Although you've convinced your family to relocate, you still need to improve your own strength. That seventh-grade Hunyuan Spirit Pill and the Earth-rank movement technique, Tianya Step, will be of great use to you."

"Um...."

Although she was listening to her master's words, Changsun Youyou was still somewhat absent-minded. Her gaze was fixed on the direction where Qin Yangjun had disappeared.

After a moment she suddenly asked:

"Master, do you think he's angry?"

The spirit immortal remained silent for a moment.

Now Ling Shenxian is truly certain that his disciple has fallen into a trap.

She previously believed that matters between men and women would hinder her future path of cultivation, so even after becoming an immortal, the Spirit Immortal never had a Daoist partner.

But Qin Yangjun's appearance showed her new possibilities.

This man would be considered outstanding even in the celestial realm, and his warmth and kindness caught the eye of the spirit goddess.

So she explained:

"Perhaps. Qin Yangjun has a big secret, and I dare not pry into his life anymore. However, judging from our previous interactions, Qin Yangjun doesn't seem like the kind of person who holds grudges. Perhaps you should apologize to him when you have time."

"Yeah... OK."

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PS1: Something terrifying happened. I'm at my hometown, and I usually leave the back door open for ventilation. But someone stole my food for the past two days—instant noodles, and not just any instant noodles, but expensive ones. They were my favorites that I hadn't been able to bring myself to eat.

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I was planning to rush to finish my manuscript in the next few days, which would be more convenient since cooking for myself takes up too much time, but now that's all gone.

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That bastard stole seven packs in one go! They all tasted different, but he left me with two packs of the cheap domestic brand, White Elephant.

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The stolen noodles, eight yuan a pack, all added up, would be enough for me to write a book, two or three days' income. After I found out yesterday, I was so angry that I couldn't sleep all night. I didn't close my eyes until four or five in the morning this morning. After waking up, I felt out of sorts all day. Ugh, I'm so angry.

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PS2: Today is the last day I'm not updating. With the monthly votes, I now owe ten chapters. Before I knew it, I was already at the point where my work was going to be published. I'll try my best to make up for it next month.

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PS4: It's the beginning of the month tomorrow, so I'm asking for monthly votes tomorrow. I'll see if I can manage to get a big vote tomorrow.

Chapter Sixty Preparation

After arriving at the settlement, Qin Yangjun did not go back to his room to rest, but went to the roof.

Ling'er and Yin Kangxuehan followed behind Qin Yangjun.

Mihua didn't come along; instead, she slept soundly in the room at Qin Yangjun's feet.

It was dusk.

The sun, which was originally crimson, was now shrouded in a faint black mist.

Looking at the unusual sun, Qin Yangjun's expression grew increasingly grave.

Ling'er also noticed that Qin Yangjun's expression was abnormal, so she asked:

"Young master, you've been watching the sunset for half an hour now. Is there something wrong with the sun?"

Something's not right...something's really not right...

At this moment, Yin Kangxuehan suddenly spoke up. She walked straight to Qin Yangjun's side and looked at the sunset in the distance.

"Ling, haven't you noticed? The sun isn't as dazzling as before, and there's a faint chill in the air, like a pair of eyes..."

Yin Kangxuehan's brows furrowed deeper as he spoke.

She was at the Mahayana stage of cultivation and had already begun to touch the threshold of the Tribulation Transcending Realm. Therefore, she could vaguely communicate with heaven and earth, and her perception of these strange phenomena was naturally stronger than Ling'er's.

Qin Yangjun's gaze darkened slightly; this strange phenomenon had already confirmed his suspicions.

The plot has really sped up.

He had originally wanted to see how the two main characters would fight in the ring, but it seems he won't be able to see that now.

"Ling'er, Xuehan, I need you to do something for me."

Ling'er naturally had no choice but to comply with Qin Yangjun's request.

"Please speak, young master."

but...

"If you need my help, shouldn't you offer some reward?"

Yin Kangxuehan looked at Qin Yangjun with a smile.

Qin Yangjun was not surprised that she would say such a thing.

Unlike Ling'er, Yin Kangxuehan is technically a free person who does everything according to her own will.

"what do you want?"

Yin Kangxue lightly touched her lips with her fingertips, her gaze slightly raised, as if she were pondering.

She didn't think for long and quickly gave an answer.

"Then... come out with me for a day, and you'll have to do whatever I say all day, how about that?"

Qin Yangjun was slightly taken aback.

"Hmm...that's it?"

"of course."

Yin Kangxuehan puffed out his tall chest and looked at Qin Yangjun very seriously.

Qin Yangjun looked at Yin Kangxuehan with a hint of surprise in his eyes, originally thinking that she would bring up something unsuitable for children.

It seems I misunderstood.

I never expected her request to be so simple and straightforward.

Therefore, Qin Yangjun had no reason to refuse.

"Okay, I agree. After this is over, you can choose the location and time."

Yin Kangxue smiled knowingly, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

"You said it, don't regret it."

"a man of his words."

"Alright, tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Qin Yangjun let out a long breath and said with a serious expression:

"I need you two to go to a place separately, and in that place..."

About fifteen minutes later, Qin Yangjun assigned tasks to Yin Kangxuehan and Ling'er.

However, Yin Kangxuehan was slightly stunned after hearing Qin Yangjun's words.

"Really? Didn't I hear from the disciples of the Yuqian Sect that you don't understand formations? How did you discover it?"

Qin Yangjun seemed to have anticipated Yin Kangxuehan's question, and thus replied:

"I don't understand it, but I can still see it. When the Sixth and Seventh Elders were studying the formation, I went to their place twice and happened to see it. Anyway, I can't be 100% sure. Maybe it's just my imagination?"

Upon hearing Qin Yangjun's answer, Yin Kangxuehan's inner doubts were dispelled.

After that, the two of them turned around and left without lingering.

"There should still be time, right...?"

Qin Yangjun watched the two figures as they walked away, pondering and muttering to himself.

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That night.

The nights in Sifang City used to be exceptionally bustling, with night markets, but due to the Four Sects Grand Competition and the increasingly serious situation, a curfew has been imposed on Sifang City.

Perhaps because she was exhausted from the previous battle, Mika was still fast asleep in bed.

Qin Yangjun sat by the window, and every now and then he could see a pair of armored soldiers patrolling in the distance.