I Just Want To Slack off In Cultivation

I Just Want To Slack Off In Cultivation Chapter 403

2021-07-02

Chapter 403 Betrayal. (The fourth update! Please subscribe!)

In the platform haunted by the chaotic fog, the warm voice of the Deep Sea Sect Sect Master with a slight smile came out: "My sect Disciple Li Lieyue, has ascended the position of Saintess."

"Fellow Daoists, please bear witness to him."

In the fog, there were several sighs with complicated emotions.

Immediately, an old voice sounded: "Samsara Tower, today witnessed Li Lieyue, the true biography of Deep Sea Sect, climbed the blood ladder of all tribes, and took the initiative to face the Heaven's Chosen of his peers at the 9999 Layers. Great victory, right for Saintess, it deserves its name!"

Before he finished speaking, a faint light flew out of the fog and slowly landed on the blood-colored crown on Li Lieyue's head.

In an instant, the crown, which was originally pure one, lit up with a splendor, and quickly condensed a gem, which was inlaid on one side of the crown.

Soon, another clear voice came out of the fog: "Inborn Church, today witnessed the true biography of Deep Sea Sect, Li Lieyue, overpowering the heroes, proud of his peers, the position of Saintess, as it should be! "

There was a faint light after the words, but it was not as fast as before, but fluttered, and after touching the blood-colored crown, it evolved into another gem and slowly emerged.

Followed by a woman's gentle voice: "No Beginning Villa, witness Li Lieyue, the true biography of Deep Sea Sect today, climb the blood ladder, defeat Heaven's Chosen, practice the blood throne, be Saintess!"

The third dim light dances around, clang!

After a seemingly invisible light sound, Li Lieyue has a blood-colored crown on top of his head, already encrusted with three thumb-sized gems, Its brilliant lights and vibrant colors are radiant.

At the same time, she felt that her recovery speed suddenly accelerated!

It didn't take long for Li Lieyue to recover to her prime, but the mana in her body was constantly flowing, like a long river rushing down. Step into the Nascent Soul Middle Stage!

On the occasion of the focal point of ten thousands, the Supervision Palace Lord continued to preside over the ceremony with a smile: "This generation of Saintess has been in place, everyone, congratulations to my holy sect, there are people in the successor, and the blessings will last!"

Above the sea of clouds, the voices were like mountains and seas, and they said in unison: "He holy sect, there are successors, blessings will last!"

Amidst the great joy, the depths that emerged when the leader of the Outer Sect Competition was confirmed The Guangdian appeared in midair again.

Countless Life Soul Lamps are suspended in a staggered manner, like the life fire of the sun volleying into the sky, illuminating the cultivators with lower cultivation bases, all bowing their heads and dodging.

One by one, sitting on a futon, or reclining on a cloud bed, or relying on a small table, or a silhouette in the tent, shadows and shadows emerge.

"Saintess Li Lieyue, enter the Inheritance Palace, pay homage to the Ancestor Masters!" With the reminder of the Supervision Palace Lord, Li Lieyue slowly got up, stepped out, disappeared from the blood seat of Saintess, and appeared in Inside the hall where countless Life Soul Lamps float.

The vast hall that anyone who entered the sect would see, then slowly disappeared.

The Saintess ceremony has come to an end.

The next day.

The sky is slightly brighter.

A palace maid wearing a frosty mask hurriedly walked through the corridor of human bones.

She quickly came to the door of a quiet room, and before she made a statement, the door of the quiet room opened silently.

Zhou Miaoli, who was sitting on the cloud bed, slowly opened his eyes and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

"Master." He said, "The news came from the Zhou Family just now that the patriarch opened an ancestral hall, and removed your name from the genealogy."

"And it is expressly ordered that any children, from today onwards, shall no longer have sex with you. Any contact."

"The several Zhou clan's children who were originally here have already packed their bags and left."

"In addition, among the Thirteen Meridians, those who originally surrendered to you have already surrendered. Many Disciples have also changed..."

There are other things, but the maid has choked in her throat when she talks about it, and she can't go on.

Zhou Miaoli listened, but his expression was flat: "I have been fighting with Li Lieyue for many years, winner is the king, loser is the villain, as it should be. Zhou Family's approach is my approval. After all, I It is not the Zhou Family bloodline, I have been raised by them, and I have always gotten along well, so there is no need for them to be buried with me."

"Master..." The maid was a little resentful, yes, the master is not the Zhou Family bloodline!

But over the years, because of the master Sihong Clan bloodline, and because of his outstanding talent and ranking in the true biography, how much benefit has the Zhou Family gained?

The original Zhou Family was just one of the many vassals of Sihong Clan!

In terms of talent, power, and strength, they are all mediocre.

Relying on the master to have today, even if the master has a good heart and offers to cut off the relationship with the Zhou Family, the Zhou Family has the face to agree? !

And all the Disciples of the Thirteen Meridians are all wolves!

The owner is not the arrogant Aristocratic Family woman with eyes high above the top like Li Lieyue! Subordinates, who has not benefited from the master? Even if you have a dog, throw some leftovers every day, and know how to wag your tail. And these people are so cold and ruthless...

She couldn't take this breath and couldn't help but say, "How about the master and the maid to kill all those traitors?"

Zhou Miaoli glanced at her and calmly said: "don't be impatient."

"..." The maid breathes deeply and calmed down according to her words, but she tried hard for a while, but she still felt unable to calm down , "Master, now..."

"Wait." Zhou Miaoli interrupted her and instructed lightly.

Seeing this, the maid was still very indignant, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Stopping the maid's impulse, Zhou Miaoli immediately closed his eyes and continued to practice his mana.

Over the years, she has seen it through.

In holy sect, or in other words, in this world, status, status and power are all empty, bloodline affection is not enough to rely on, only strength is the foundation!

Zhou Miaoli has always been afraid of Li Lieyue, not only because of Li Lieyue's background, Li Lieyue's innate talent, and Li Lieyue's outstanding cultivation base among his peers since he was a child And strength... More because, she is too afraid of being abandoned by Sihong Clan!

After all, although she is a Sihong Clan bloodline, she has never been able to recognize her ancestors and return to the sect, and is not accepted by the mainstream clansman of Sihong Clan.

For this reason, Zhou Miaoli has always had a vague inferiority complex and unwillingness to his own life experience.

Competing with Li Lieyue is both Sihong Clan's request and her own wish.

Because, Li Lieyue is exactly what she admires, the direct daughter of three great aristocratic families, she was born precious, and her bloodline, name and status are impeccable!

Unlike her, in an awkward position.

The situation is delicate.

However, after witnessing with his own eyes the long-standing enemy of Saintess, Zhou Miaoli's previous anxiety and worry disappeared.

In the unprecedented predicament, she calmed down like never before.

Even in the Saintess battle, she has already lost to Li Lieyue.

But there is still a breath left, and Zhou Miaoli will not give up on himself.

cultivator life essence Long, one step ahead does not mean one step ahead!

She may not have a chance!

Thinking like this, Zhou Miaoli imposing manner all over his body, not depressed, but more calm and heavy.

Even though his mood changed slightly, he unconsciously improved a little.

As it approached noon, there was a sound of footsteps in the particularly deserted White Bone Pavilion.

A middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes and a brocade robe and jade belt walked slowly across the corridor and appeared in front of Zhou Miaoli.

Sihong Clan is here.

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