The Record of the Goddess: The Demonic Sect Produces Talents? I Lead the Entire Sect to Prove Dao an

Su Qingyi wore a light blue tulle dress today, with a neckline that was just right, revealing glimpses of her fair skin below her collarbone.

Hongxiu pushed open the door and walked in, first bowing slightly.

"OP."

Su Qingyi spat the grape skins into the dish next to her and raised her fox-like eyes.

"You're back?"

"Um."

Hongxiu sat down opposite her, placed the account book on the table, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Master, I need to tell you in detail what happened in the secret realm."

Su Qingyi raised an eyebrow.

"explain."

Hongxiu organized her thoughts and began speaking from the beginning.

From the very first day they entered the secret realm, Chu Feng led her to collect spirit herbs all over the ground.

He killed Huo Yan and cured Shen Luoxia.

They robbed the three members of the Heavenly Sword Sect and stole the Yuan Tai Du Ying Zhi.

He strolled leisurely through the area of ​​the Sword Saint's Will and pushed open the main hall door.

After obtaining the complete inheritance of the Duan Yue Sect, his cultivation level broke through to the late Golden Core stage.

He then turned around and killed Jian Wuhen, the number one genius of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Then, that thing called Demon Flower Slave possessed Gu Yaoyao, and the pressure of the Nascent Soul descended, locking Chu Feng in place by the laws.

Finally, Feng Jiuyou's avatar appeared from the jade talisman and destroyed the nascent soul evil object with a single finger.

Hongxiu's mouth was dry from talking, and she even drank three cups of tea in between.

Su Qingyi remained silent, her beautiful eyes widening even further.

After Hongxiu finished speaking, she waited quietly for her to continue.

A brief silence fell over the room.

Su Qingyi pondered for a long time before slowly sitting up straight.

"You're saying he... is in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, and can injure a Nascent Soul cultivator with a single strike?"

"Yes, it was that move, what was it called, Heaven-Severing, that cleaved a gash in the Demon Flower Slave's shoulder."

Su Qingyi took a deep breath.

"That Nascent Soul clone... was it a life-saving jade talisman given to him by your sect's ancestor?"

"Yes, it was given to me before we entered the secret realm."

Su Qingyi fell into deep thought once again.

"Red Sleeves".

"exist."

"Tell me the truth."

Su Qingyi turned her head, looking at him with amusement, "Do you even know anything about his medical skills?"

Hongxiu's face immediately turned red.

"OP, you asked about this..."

"Don't be shy, we're getting down to business."

Su Qingyi leaned forward, lowering her voice, "I'm asking you, Feng Jiuyou, and that Yuexi, and Shen Luoxia from the Nanming Sect."

"After he finished treating them, to what extent did their injuries heal?"

Hongxiu thought for a moment and answered very seriously.

"Ancestor, I don't know."

"Senior Yuexi told me that her dantian had been broken for many years, and the young master helped her rebuild it."

"Shen Luoxia's meridians were severed by Jian Wuhen's sword energy. After another half hour, not only were her meridians healed, but her golden core also stabilized."

Su Qingyi's breathing became rapid.

She leaned back onto the soft couch, her fingers unconsciously twisting her sash.

She thought about how she was in the late stage of the Golden Core realm, and how the injury to her soul had been with her for many years, preventing any progress in her cultivation.

She tried countless methods: pills, formations, secret techniques, and even forbidden methods.

None of them worked.

But... if Chu Feng's method really works...

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

After a long while, she suddenly raised her head, looked at Hongxiu, and slowly a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

"Hongxiu."

"The thread starter, the thread starter?"

When Hongxiu saw her expression, her heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously shrank back half an inch.

Su Qingyi tilted her head, tapped her chin with her finger, and narrowed her fox-like eyes into crescent moons.

"You've been following him for so long, have you ever thought about... personally confirming for me, the original poster, just how powerful his abilities really are?"

Hongxiu's mind went blank for a moment.

Her entire face turned red from the base of her neck to the tips of her ears.

"OP, I'm a decent person!"

"Oh?"

Su Qingyi covered her mouth and laughed.

"If a decent person followed him around, watching him treat other women every day, could you really stay upright?"

Hongxiu buried her face in her hands, her whole body burning up.

"I didn't see anything! I didn't hear anything! I was always outside reciting the Thousand Character Classic!"

Su Qingyi laughed so hard she almost fell over, and it took her a while to stop.

She reached out and gently pinched Hongxiu's burning cheek.

Just kidding~

Hongxiu raised her head, her eyes were a little red, her lips were pouting, and she looked aggrieved.

Su Qingyi stopped laughing, leaned back on the soft couch, and resumed her usual lazy demeanor.

"This can't be rushed."

"Chu Feng is a very shrewd and greedy man who will never suffer a loss."

"To get him to help voluntarily, it's not enough to just exchange benefits; you have to make him feel that it's worth it."

"The most important thing now is to take care of the Soul Gathering Pill."

"When he gets the pills and comes to me to trade, we'll... talk about it slowly."

Hongxiu nodded repeatedly, then stood up and turned to walk out the door.

As I reached the door, Su Qingyi's lazy voice came from behind me again.

"Red Sleeves".

"exist."

"When you get back, memorize your Thousand Character Classic several times."

"I'm afraid there will be more and more opportunities to use it in the future."

Hongxiu stood frozen at the doorway, her ears turning red again.

She took a deep breath, opened the door, and hurried out.

Su Qingyi's silvery laughter echoed in the empty, secret room for a long time.

……

When Chu Feng finished his third pot of tea in the lounge, Hongxiu finally returned.

The blush on her face hadn't completely faded yet.

Chu Feng looked her up and down several times.

"What's wrong? Is there a ghost up there? Why is your face so red?"

"No!"

Hongxiu tucked the account book into her bosom. "It's just a bit hot upstairs."

"hot?"

Chu Feng reached out to feel the temperature around him, raised an eyebrow, and said, "I've been to Su Qingyi's room before. Didn't it have several layers of cooling formations?"

Hongxiu ignored him, walked directly to the table, and took out a spirit stone card.

"Young master, the 183,700 spirit stones have been credited to your account. Adding to your previous savings, the total is now... 261,000 spirit stones."

Upon hearing this number, Chu Feng leaned back in his chair and let out a comfortable sigh.

"Two hundred and sixty thousand."

He closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

"Hongxiu, do you even know what 260,000 spirit stones means?"

"Know."

Hongxiu handed him the spirit stone card, "It's enough for a small sect to operate for about three years."

"wrong."

Chu Feng opened his eyes and stretched out a finger.

"That's enough for me, Chu Feng, to go from the late Golden Core stage to the Nascent Soul stage in one go!"

He stood up, put away the spirit stone card, and patted Hongxiu on the shoulder.

"Let's go, back to the sect."