The time-traveling villain wants to escape from Feng Aotian's Shura Field

"Me too..."

"..."

As the leader of a sect, Mu Xianxian's words naturally carry a lot of weight, and her proposal was passed unanimously.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yu Lingyao first glanced at the third elder.

Then he immediately said:

"Reporting to the Sect Master, I want to join Senior Brother Qin's lineage."

Chapter 12 Destiny

According to the normal plot, Yu Lingyao should have joined Hua Yaoyao's lineage.

But now all hell breaks loose.

But she probably couldn't get into her own lineage.

He was a person with connections, and strictly speaking he was not the disciple of any elder, but when it came to the issue of cultivation, no elder could refuse him.

If we really have to divide into factions, then he is from the lineage of the clan leader.

But the two of them are not in a master-disciple relationship.

After hearing Yu Lingyao's words, everyone present was silent for a long time, and then their eyes involuntarily turned to Mu Xianxian.

Mu Xianxian smiled slightly and said:

"You have good taste, little girl, but I don't have the intention of accepting a disciple now. Choose someone else."

Hearing this, a hint of disappointment appeared in Yu Lingyao's eyes.

She actually didn't know the relationship between Mu Xianxian and Qin Yangjun.

She wanted to join Qin Yangjun's lineage purely because of this trial, which made her interested in this chief senior brother.

Being able to cultivate someone like Qin Yangjun means that Qin Yangjun’s master must be good in both strength and morality.

Now it seems that my idea is correct. Qin Yangjun's lineage is indeed the strongest in the Yuqian Sect.

But unexpectedly, Qin Yangjun’s master was actually the Fairy Yaoyang.

Since I can't become the sect master's disciple, I might as well choose the one I got to know before coming here.

So Yu Lingyao became the disciple of the third elder.

The third elder seemed to be the winner after this trial.

He accepted two apprentices at once.

On the way back, Qin Yangjun was thinking about something.

Although the plot has some deviations, the main line seems to have not changed. After a circle, the protagonist still enters the lineage of the third elder.

Her friendship with Hua Yaoyao also started from here.

Of course, love doesn't happen in a day or two, and Hua Yaoyao won't become Yu Lingyao's companion right away.

Now Qin Yangjun only prays that his cold water can play its role.

"What are you thinking about?"

Mu Xianxian's voice suddenly rang in Qin Yangjun's ears. Only then did Qin Yangjun remember that his sister, the sect leader, was also with him.

Qin Yangjun smiled slightly, but of course he couldn't say what he was thinking.

"No, just some training matters."

"Practice?"

Mu Xianxian raised her eyebrows.

Then she smiled, and her smile was very beautiful, like the rising sun.

"You, have you finally realized the importance of strength?"

Qin Yangjun nodded slightly.

Indeed, the thing that is giving him the most pressure right now is the Heavenly Ranking Competition.

"It's a good thing to have pressure. In the Heavenly Ranking Competition in three days, I am looking forward to your performance."

Mu Xianxian knew very well what Yue Yao's current strength was, and her brother would never be her opponent.

He will lose, and lose badly.

But this is exactly what Mu Xianxian wants to see.

Under her protection, Qin Yangjun's cultivation journey went extremely smoothly.

The world of cultivation is cruel. I can't always protect him. It's time to let him experience the taste of failure.

"OK..."

Qin Yangjun laughed dryly twice.

Knowing the plot, he also knew that his sister was ready to laugh at him.

I have to say that Mu Xianxian is actually a responsible sister. If she hadn't been so doting, Qin Yangjun in the book would have become a big villain, not only because of the rebellion of the military leader, but more because of his own problems.

After bidding farewell to Mu Xianxian, Qin Yangjun returned to his own small manor.

When he pushed open the door, a table full of food came into view. Ling'er's frail body was lying beside the table, and her even breathing sounded into Qin Yangjun's ears.

Qin Yangjun smiled helplessly. He had clearly said before he left that there was no need to wait for him.

Qin Yangjun walked into the room quietly, took off his coat and put it on Ling'er.

Then he quietly finished his cold meal.

Ling'er's cooking skills are still as good as ever. Although the food is cold, Qin Yangjun still thinks it is delicious.

After finishing his meal, Qin Yangjun did not feel sleepy.

He looked toward the sky through the window, where bright moonlight was shining.

Qin Yangjun understood that the conflicts between himself, the villain, and the protagonist in the early stages could have been avoided.

He could become the big brother they all looked up to.

However, whenever the Rebellion of the Lord of Soldiers occurs, he will be beaten to the opposite side of the protagonist.

The only benefit of being nice to the protagonist now is that she might be more decisive when it comes to taking action in the future.

Therefore, it is basically impossible to cling to the protagonist.

He has to be the villain even if he doesn't want to.

He cannot take off this sword of Damocles.

Only by becoming stronger can you perhaps avoid your own fate.

Become stronger...

As he was thinking, Qin Yangjun suddenly remembered something.

He himself is of the bloodline of the upper realm and has an extremely prominent status.

There are several very powerful martial arts techniques in his memory.

But in the book, he thought it was too difficult, too slow, and too troublesome, so he did not practice it.

But that skill, that technique, that method, is very buggy.

After the protagonists obtained these three things in the later period, their combat power soared.

It is precisely because of their power that they are difficult to practice. Can I pick them up now?

Thinking of this, Qin Yangjun closed his eyes and began to recall the memories engraved into this body.

As Qin Yangjun began to recall, golden characters appeared around him and his aura slowly dissipated.

The originally red spiritual energy actually revealed a golden aura...

.....................

Three days passed in a flash, and the Heavenly Ranking Competition arrived as scheduled.

During these three days, Qin Yangjun did not step out of the door and was constantly studying the memory technique.

It was already the fourth morning when he went out, and there was only an indelible worry between Qin Yangjun's brows.

As soon as Qin Yangjun went out, Ling'er came to meet him. Seeing Qin Yangjun's expression, a trace of worry was revealed on her pretty face.

"Master, are you okay?"

"It's out of the way."

Qin Yangjun waved his hands. This technique was really difficult. He had been exploring it for three days without eating or drinking or sleeping, but he didn't even get a hint of it.

It seems that his status as the chief has really been lost.

Well, just let it go. Although that incident was the best opportunity, it was not the only opportunity.

It's not like I'll be dead if I lose this opportunity.

Thinking of this, Qin Yangjun's mind became much clearer.

"Master, you must be hungry. Here are some cakes made by Ling'er. Please try them first."

After saying that, Ling'er waved her hand, and the storage bag on her waist opened. An exquisite wooden box appeared in her hand. She placed the wooden box on the stone table next to her and took out a pot of tea.

Obviously it had been prepared long ago.

Ling'er's care can be said to be meticulous. As a high-quality otaku in the 21st century, Qin Yangjun is actually a little uncomfortable with it.

But thinking about the other person's kindness, I still sat down.

After finishing the pastries, Ling'er waved her hand again and the tableware was taken away.

Instead, there was a bloody sword and a wooden box.

Chapter 13: The Strong Mindset

"This was sent by the Sect Master's people two days ago. Since you were in seclusion, I kept it."

Qin Yangjun looked at the long sword on the stone table. It had a common scabbard with several spirit stones inlaid on it.

In fact, there is basically no meaning in inlaying spirit stones on the scabbard. Such decoration is probably just Mu Xianxian's personal hobby.

Qin Yangjun stretched out his hand and the Blood Chant flew directly into his hand.

Zheng!

As the Blood Drink was pulled out, a burst of blood energy burst out directly. At this moment, Qin Yangjun could faintly feel a hot current flowing into his body along the sword.

The spiritual energy in the body also began to become restless.

Qin Yangjun looked at the spiritual sword in his hand. There was a blood-colored groove on the blood-song, and a blood-colored aura was entangled in it. This aura revealed a domineering murderous intention.

Qin Yangjun injected a little spiritual energy into it, and then gently swung the sword in his hand.

boom!

A burst of sword energy burst out, directly creating a gap in Qin Yangjun's courtyard wall.

A light flashed in Ling'er's eyes.

"As expected of the sect master's former sword, this sword is in no way inferior to a seventh-grade spiritual sword."

Compared to Ling'er, Qin Yangjun was much calmer. He casually flicked a sword flower from his wrist and sheathed the Blood Song.

It was a good sword, even better than he expected.

It’s a pity that in this Heavenly Ranking competition, the weapons are all the same and elixirs cannot be used.

It’s a competition of hard power.

Qin Yangjun looked up at the sky.

"Let's go, Ling'er, to the martial arts arena."