Xuanjian: I am the tenth son of Zhenchi, and I plot to seize the throne from Zhenlong.

Inside the hall, in the blink of an eye, the black-clad youth, whose eyes had been slightly dazed, suddenly snapped back to reality and forcibly swallowed the blood that welled up in his throat.

"Who is it? What just happened?" Canlu Fu was stunned. In the blink of an eye, a mark suddenly appeared on its true spirit, and its life was implicated.

"Green water? No, He doesn't have that ability, it's...female water? But what does He want me to do?"

The atmosphere in the hall was oppressive. Minghua gripped the bamboo sword, watching as dew slowly condensed on the blade and dripped down the tip. She dared not even breathe. Before she knew it, a light drizzle had begun to fall in the hall.

She didn't understand. The monster had only glanced at her, so why did it suddenly turn into this? She felt that she was probably going to die here today.

After a long while, Canlu Fu finally came to her senses and looked at the female demon who was standing blankly in the hall, looking at her with some confusion.

It was truly a curse; it was just sitting peacefully on the mountain when it met a small demon and was killed.

That guy really has no shame, coming to its palace to do it himself, and even using a demon to lure it.

The rain in the hall stopped, and all the strange phenomena vanished without a trace. The young man on the main seat finally spoke: "What... is your name?"

"Minghua".

Canlufu slowly stood up from her seat and sighed softly. Now that things had come to this, the one who had erased everything that had happened in her mind had left only the arrangements concerning the female demon. The meaning was obviously very clear.

With a wave of its hand, the two demons were transported from the hall to its alchemy room, where a golden alchemy furnace, large enough for five people to encircle, stood upright, with a blackish-red fire burning beneath it.

With a pained expression, it reached into its robes, let out a low groan, and took out several dark green scales, still stained with blood, from its hand before casually tossing them into the alchemy furnace.

Glancing at the female demon's figure beside him, he had a plan in mind. He then took out a few more spiritual items and threw them in. He wasn't good at crafting weapons, but he had some connection with alchemy. He threw these spiritual items out to burn, and no matter how he crafted them, he wouldn't be unable to forge even a Foundation Establishment sword.

Five days later, it handed a dark green magic sword to the banshee. It waved its hand, and the two demons returned to the main hall. Canlu Fu lifted the seal on the hall and casually said:

"From today onwards, you will be the seventh young lady of Bifu Mountain. You will cultivate diligently on the mountain and freely dispatch the demons below to fetch any spiritual items you desire. Once you have reached the peak of Qi Refining, come up the mountain to find me."

Canlu Fu casually saw the female demon out of the hall: "Southern Frontier and Yishan City are about to go to war. The master has arranged for you to go."

It pondered alone in the hall for a while, its brow furrowing. Suddenly, as if struck by a sudden thought, a cold voice echoed from the hall: "Go and summon that wolf demon!"

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In the north, at the Su family's spiritual field base...

"Brother Ming, you are truly diligent. You broke through a realm in three months and practiced swordsmanship in your spare time. When we clan brothers go back, we will probably be scolded by the clan elders."

Under the moonlight, Su Ming caught the bamboo tube thrown to him, slowly sheathed his sword, took a couple of deep breaths, and replied with a smile:

"Brother Yu Bai, you flatter me. With my current level of cultivation, and without any decent magic techniques, if I don't hurry up and improve my swordsmanship, and if someone really comes to invade, I only hope... not to hold Brother Yu Bai back and tarnish the reputation of the Su family."

Su Yubai, dressed in a white robe, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, was extremely handsome. He was the clan elder brother who had been assigned by the clan to guard this place with him.

Upon hearing this, Su Yubai's eyes were filled with a strange expression. He sat down at the stone table to the side. After these past few days, he felt it was time. So, after pondering for a while, he finally spoke: "Brother Ming, regarding the matter of guarding the garrison... has your clan uncle... discussed it with you?"

Su Ming, who was drinking water in silence, stopped what he was doing and looked at Su Yubai with some surprise. He hadn't expected that even the person he was guarding with had been informed.

Su Ming remained silent for a few moments, then nodded stiffly, immediately understanding the clan's intentions.

This was because the clan feared he might use Su Yubai's influence to escape this humiliation, so they informed Su Yubai in advance not to help him. It was a very clever scheme.

Seeing Su Ming nod, Su Yubai's face also showed a hint of relief. His cousin's talent was astonishing, and he didn't want to create an unexplained rift between them because of this.

So he came here specifically to sound out what was going on, and decided to explain in advance that he was just following orders and shifting the responsibility to the clan.

However, that wasn't enough. He naturally had to offer some words of comfort to extricate himself from the situation. He immediately showed a hint of indignation on his face: "Brother Ming... in my opinion, the clan is far too cowardly. My family has been operating in this area for hundreds of years, and our ancestors even produced Foundation Establishment cultivators. Now they actually want the clan's disciples to abandon their dignity and beg for protection. Is that really..."

Su Ming gave a wry smile, raised his hand to stop him from speaking, and said rather stiffly, "I've figured it out these past few days. We've been able to live a life of luxury since childhood and focus on cultivation."

He twirled his sword and turned his back: "All of this, in truth, is largely due to the protection of the clan. Now that the clan is in trouble, they don't want my life. It's just a minor humiliation, nothing serious."

These words left Su Yubai stunned. He opened his mouth, unsure how to continue. He never expected that this young man, who displayed such talent, would be so mature, speaking just like his father.

In his view, Su Ming, who had achieved success at a young age, should be very proud. After being suddenly involved in this incident, he would naturally harbor resentment towards the clan. He only needed to guide him slightly to extricate himself from the situation.

Su Yubai was speechless for a moment, then his eyes darted around before he could only say some boastful things. Feeling that was enough, he instructed, "Well... Brother Ming, you should get some rest. I'll be going now."

The courtyard fell silent. Su Ming watched Su Yubai's departing figure, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He had been in this place for dozens of days, and his cousin would come over to inquire about his well-being whenever he had free time. At first, he didn't realize what was going on until Su Yubai revealed his intentions. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he finally understood.

This person neither wanted to offend him nor dared to go against the clan's wishes, so he flattered him to get closer to him, hoping to easily extricate himself from the matter, appease him, and perhaps even receive a reward when he returned.

They have to pretend to be concerned for him, which is truly disgusting.

Su Ming felt a little heavy-hearted. He had no one to help him now, and the voice in his mind had suddenly disappeared in the past few days, leaving him only with many insights into swordsmanship and a fire technique.

With April drawing to a close, the cultivators who have been secretly spying are becoming increasingly open about their presence, and it seems likely they will launch an attack on the formation in the next couple of days.

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"On the 21st of April, that bitch specially hired a cultivator to attack our formation. On the surface, he was just a Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator, to save face for both sides. But in reality, that bitch specifically sought out a demonic cultivator, using this as a pretext... to take my life!"

"April……"

Su Yu lay on the couch, sweating profusely, her face contorted in a grimace, while Jiang Shi stood in the void, feeling a sense of satisfaction.

After taking Canlu Fu's life into his own hands, he finally gained the ability to travel through the void and successfully returned in just half a day.

He also had a new idea for Su Ming's guidance. Since the inexplicable revelation would be suspected, he would ask Su Ming to have a "flash of inspiration" on his own!

The higher one's cultivation level, the more stubborn and mindless one becomes. In that case, let him develop his own ideas, and only let the words in his mind serve as his guide.