Villain Master, my disciples all want to backstab me

This is actually a worse outcome than the previous possibility.

Because, although the [Way of Time] is one of the most difficult to master among the many Daoist methods, if it is truly cultivated, it is rumored to possess some unfathomable powers, allowing one to control the cycle of the four seasons and the growth and decline of the years with a single hand. Even more so, one can seize the destiny of all things in the world and decide life and death with a single word. Just like...

Just like what Bai Yuan showed in the Falling Star Valley!

Qing Lingzi originally believed that Bai Yuan's previous display of "power of law" was due to the acquisition of a special magical instrument. Now, he began to doubt it:

Could it be that the severe injury inflicted by Kongxu had caused the Blood Kite Demon Lord to gain some enlightenment from the horror of life and death, allowing him to advance even further in the [Path of Time] and master the power of the law of "reversing life and death", so that he was able to survive after being severely damaged by the [Suppressing Sea Sword] and instead be reborn?

In theory, this is not impossible.

And if Bai Yuan has mastered the power of the law of [Time], then her strength cannot be speculated by normal logic...

Can't think any more.

Regardless of whether Xue Yuan had someone behind him or relied on his own strength, he could only consider the worst-case scenario and make every possible effort. In extreme cases, he could even ask the sect's ancestors, who had been in seclusion for many years, to take charge of the situation.

"Three things."

Qing Lingzi raised his head again, having already made a decision in his mind: "First, order all the disciples outside to return to the mountain immediately, and do our best to avoid conflict with the Blood Source Sect and prevent further damage. Those hostages released by the Blood Kite should also be brought back as much as possible to demonstrate the virtue of our Qingxuan Sect. Kong Xuan, you will take the lead on this matter, and make sure it is done promptly and efficiently.

Second, activate the seventh level of the mountain protection formation to strictly prevent demonic cultivators from invading our mountain gate. Within our sect's sphere of influence, if any trace of demonic cultivators is discovered, they must be killed immediately. Not a single one can escape.

"third......"

Qing Lingzi glanced towards the eastern sky and said, "I will personally go to Tianyuan Mountain to discuss the plan of slaying the demon with Sect Leader Ling!

"Although the Blood Origin Sect is currently attacking disciples of my Qingxuan Sect, the orphan of the Jiang family in Tianyuan Mountain is also in their sights. It's only a matter of time before they take action against him. And then there's the fairy from the Liguang Sword Sect who was captured and taken to the Demon Cave at Yunwu Mountain Villa...

"Eighty years have passed since the last great war between good and evil. During these eighty years, the devil has grown while the Tao has declined, causing countless tragedies in the world. Perhaps... this is an opportunity. A chance to unite the four sects of the righteous path and jointly defeat the evil path!"

With these last words, Qing Lingzi's hair and beard stood on end, and he once again exuded a heroic aura. His Divine Transformation Realm, which had been stagnant for eighty years, was actually showing signs of loosening.

"I will follow the master's order!"

The elders around were shocked by Qing Lingzi's aura. They bowed their heads and accepted his orders. After their leader's figure disappeared from the black jade throne, they quickly stood up and left the hall, and then went to take care of their own matters.

……

Current Fluctuation Value: 800

Inside the inn's room.

Bai Yuan finally helped Ye Shuang'er comb her hair and put on the hairpin. While the little girl was admiring herself in front of the bronze mirror, she took a look at her own fluctuation value.

I have to say that the little girl performed quite stably in the role of "wave squeezer".

She had just used 1000 points of fluctuation value to exchange for a jade hairpin for Ye Shuang'er, and the next moment, she got most of it back from the little girl, which meant she only spent 200 to give Ye Shuang'er a gift.

Although part of the reason was that Bai Yuan's "hair-combing" method brought back memories for Ye Shuang'er, the discount was still quite surprising.

Perhaps, she could send it a few more times and convert some of the points into Ye Shuang'er's favorability. That way, if Qingluo really came back from the Eastern Wasteland Demon Territory in the future, at least she could rely on this girl to help her bear the brunt of the attack and prevent her from dying on the spot.

Bai Yuan was thinking this in his mind.

the other side.

After Ye Shuang'er finished admiring her new bun in the mirror, she moved closer to the bed and shouted, "Master, Master, look! How is it?"

"Well, it looks good."

Bai Yuan smiled and nodded, and said in a gentle tone: "After all, my Shuang'er is naturally beautiful, she looks good no matter how she dresses."

"Hehe... no way, Master is still more beautiful. Shuang'er is just imitating Master."

Ye Shuang'er seemed a little embarrassed by the praise.

In reality, the [Mysterious Ice Jade Hairpin] wasn't a perfect match for Ye Shuang'er. The little girl's temperament was rather innocent and lively, and even after awakening her "Innate Gu Mark," she had become a bit more seductive. This didn't quite match the more dignified and elegant [Jade Hairpin].

——The person whose temperament best matches this thing is actually Ji Tingxue.

However, the problem is not big.

Because as long as the face is good-looking enough, then nothing else matters. At most, it may look a little bit out of place.

"This [Mysterious Ice Jade Hairpin] isn't just beautiful; it can also help you maintain a clear mind... Hmm, it should be helpful when absorbing poison. Also, when attacked, you can cast a frost barrier to protect yourself. You can try it like this..."

Bai Yuan followed the instructions provided by the system and began to explain the several functions of the hairpin.

With every word she said, Ye Shuang'er's eyes became brighter. When she saw the crystal clear "Frost Barrier", she could almost see two stars in her eyes:

"Master really loves Shuang'er the most. Shuang'er likes this gift very much!"

As Ye Shuang'er said this, her expression suddenly became awkward. Her small hands clutched the long hair that fell from her shoulders, and she hesitated to speak. "Master is so kind to Shuang'er. I don't know how to repay you. If... if Master doesn't mind, I'll let Shuang'er warm your bed tonight..."

By the time she finished the second half of the sentence, Ye Shuang'er's voice had become barely audible, and the blush on her face was burning like fire. She was showing signs of evolving into a "Steam Princess."

Bai Yuan: "...Ah?"

you……

Are you sure you want to come and "warm the bed"?

Looking at Ye Shuang'er's rosy little face that looked like a ripe apple, Bai Yuan couldn't help but have some fantasies.

However, considering that there were still many things to do, especially the situation of the [Netherworld Bone Flute] needed to be confirmed as soon as possible to avoid delaying the [Cangwu Abyss] trip, she could only politely decline:

"No need. I have to take Dabai out later and may not be back tonight. You can walk around the town first, or talk with Tingxue, and then go to bed early."

"Oh……"

Ye Shuang'er was a little depressed.

Bai Yuan was amused by her dejected look, and his tone softened slightly. "Next time. If you truly have this filial piety... after this trip to Cangwu Abyss is over and you help your Second Senior Sister retrieve the Jiang family inheritance, I will allow you to do this."

"……Really?"

Ye Shuang'er opened her eyes wide, her face full of anticipation.

Bai Yuan nodded slightly: "Well, this can be considered an agreement. If I forget at that time, you can remind me like you did today."

……

Later that afternoon.

Bai Yuan said hello to Ji Tingxue, walked out of the inn, found the white tiger in the mountains near the town entrance, then rode it and quickly headed away from the town.

After driving about two or three hundred miles.

The man and the tiger came to a quiet old pine forest. First, they looked at the surrounding terrain.

There are many graves in the woods.

Only a small number of them bore the names of their occupants; the majority lacked even tombstones. The surrounding stones, battered by years of wind and rain, had long since decayed and deformed, their original appearance unrecognizable. The entire scene resembled a commonplace mass grave in the mortal world.

"Just here."

Bai Yuan took out a few talismans from his bosom, lit them casually, chanted a few verses of the Rebirth Mantra, and said, "Don't blame me."

Then, she took out the [Netherworld Bone Flute] from the system space.

This thing was dark white in color, and felt icy cold to the touch—not physically, but psychologically. Just holding it in your hand, you could feel the chill that penetrated your bones.

"It's really a thing from the underworld. The feeling when holding it in my hand is only slightly better than when I used the [Yellow Spring Order]."

Bai Yuan made a judgment based on her subjective feelings, while secretly criticizing in her heart: Although she is a demon, she is not a ghost cultivator after all. It is quite outrageous that this little loser keeps getting these props for her...

[Um... this is actually a matter of your own luck, host. This system is just acting as a porter, delivering the items drawn from the lucky bag to you.]

"So, can't you put some more earthly things in the lucky bag? For example, replace this [Netherworld Bone Flute] with a [Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover] or something like that? I think it would be similar."

Bai Yuan responded casually.

【? 】

At this moment, Bai Yuan habitually argued with the system for a while, and at the same time put the [Netherworld Bone Flute] to his lips, first adjusted the direction and mouth shape, and then exerted a little force and blew it in one breath.

The sound of a flute rang out in the pine forest.

A faint, cold breath that created light white ripples in the air burst out from the bone flute and spread out in all directions.

As the cold air spread, the graves began to loosen one by one. Some of them even arched open their graves and appeared on the flat ground. Then, following the sound of Bai Yuan's flute, they began to move around swayingly.

Chapter 121: Graveside Dance, and Nine Sky Flowing Cloud Socks

In the next two days.

Bai Yuan traveled to many mass graves within a radius of hundreds of miles, dancing repeatedly on the graves of the deceased to test the performance of the [Netherworld Bone Flute].

Judging from the test results...

"[Netherworld Bone Flute]'s resurrection is mandatory. As long as there is a corpse, even if only a few bones remain, or the soul no longer exists, it can be forcibly revived."

"The resuscitation lasts for one incense stick. After that, you can continue to play the bone flute to drive the revived corpse, but that will increase your mental fatigue, requiring more time to rest before you can recover."

"The intensity of 'fatigue' is related to the number of people resurrected, the presence or absence of their souls, the strength of their residual souls, and other factors."

"Also, while the threshold for resurrection is low, if both the bones and the soul are intact at the time of resurrection, the corpse's various attributes will approach their pre-life levels. Otherwise, even if resurrection is achieved, the corpse's movement speed will be slower, much like the zombies in traditional stories."

Of course……

There is still a difference between ordinary people and cultivators. After all, the levels of life vary so much that many data cannot be directly applied.

However, according to Bai Yuan's estimation, if the body and soul of a cultivator are preserved well enough, then it should be possible to retain 60% to 70% of the opponent's strength.

Ideally, it can reach more than 80%.

——Because in this wave of experiments, she successfully made several ordinary people who had recently died mistakenly believe that they had come back to life, and even other people who saw them were unable to tell that they were dead without knowing that they were already dead.

This degree of simulation is basically close to 100%.

Theoretically, if Bai Yuan blew the bone flute once every stick of incense, perhaps he could keep them "alive" forever.

However, she had no intention of playing such a self-deceiving trick, so when the resurrection deadline came, these people turned into corpses again, and their souls scattered and disappeared.

"Well, not bad."

“It’s quite useful.”

Bai Yuan took the [Netherworld Bone Flute] back into his arms and gave a user review.

However, this magical weapon is indeed more dependent on the location. Using it in an ordinary mass grave will have a completely different effect than using it in a sect ruins littered with corpses, or in a ferocious beast's tomb.

As expected, I still have to find a way to prepare my own corpse to unleash its full power.

"What a pity! If they had extracted it before attacking the Blood Origin Sect's stronghold, perhaps they could have left behind a few Nascent Soul Realm corpses..."

"Well, it doesn't matter."

Previously, those Blood Source Sect monks were still a little weak.

At least it has to be someone like Shao An or Yu Qiuming, so it's worth keeping the body and carrying it with you. If it's someone like Qing Lingzi who has reached the Spiritual Transformation Realm, that would be even better.

perhaps……

This trip to the Cangwu Abyss could bring her some gains. After all, that place was considered a famous forbidden area in the world of Asking the Immortal.

Bai Yuan thought so in his mind, and rode on the white tiger, flying all the way back to the vicinity of the town.

That night.

The group rested in the town for another night.

During this time, Ye Shuang'er came to Bai Yuan and talked for a long time, and then quietly begged her to give her a head pat for a while. She stayed until the middle of the night, and only left her room reluctantly after being driven away by Bai Yuan.

Looking at the little girl's appearance, it seems that she really wants to stay and help Bai Yuan warm the bed.

Well...it's not ruled out that after the last experience of removing the poison, he has become a little addicted to it.

After all, that time, Ye Shuang'er had only been responsible for lying in bed, waiting for Bai Yuan to start counseling. Although she felt a little sore in the waist and legs when she woke up the next day, and it took a day or two to recover, but thinking back on it, she felt relatively comfortable most of the time.

But Bai Yuan's attitude was very firm.

In her plan, the journey to the Cangwu Abyss was imminent. That place was exceptionally dangerous, incomparable to the Yuankong Secret Realm. Both she and Ye Shuang'er had to be in top form to prepare for the upcoming battle. At this time, they absolutely could not waste their energy on other things.

After Ye Shuang'er left.

Bai Yuan took a look at the fluctuation value which had reached 1000 points again, and casually drew a big lucky bag.

[Congratulations to the host, you have drawn the Nine Skies Flowing Cloud Socks (white translucent stockings woven with nine heavenly clouds. After wearing them, you can walk on the clouds, floating in the air, and your body movements are as elusive as a ghost. And as you move, you leave behind a bewitching afterimage.)]

"Hmm... Is this the long-lost white silk?"

Bai Yuan took out the [Liuyun Socks], took a look at them, and rubbed them. He felt that the material was much better than the stockings in the small lucky bag, and the workmanship seemed to be very fine.

At that moment, Bai Yuan picked up one foot, took off the [Starlight Foot Ornament] on that ankle, put on some stockings, stood up, and took a few steps on the bed sheet. The feeling was almost the same as when she was barefoot. Only her body became lighter, as if she could fly directly to the roof with just a light jump...