All of the protagonist's Daoist partners are mine!

Halfway there, Ding Muchen looked up. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the clouds in the sky looked like Mr. Xing, like Mr. Xing, covered in sweat, saying to him, "You must pass the imperial examination!"

……

Two more days passed.

The news that all the monsters in the Black Mountain region had been wiped out and the female ghost of Jinhua Temple had disappeared spread like wildfire throughout the city.

Everyone said it was the work of the mysterious monk who had been indignant in the tavern that day, vowing to rid the people of this scourge. But after asking around, no one knew his identity.

A local tycoon said he was fortunate enough to have seen the hero in the tavern that day and wanted to spend a lot of money to have a bronze statue of him cast in the city for the whole country to worship.

Some say that they were genuine deities who, unable to tolerate the evil spirits causing havoc in the area, condescended to eliminate the wicked and bring peace.

However, Xing Moxie didn't care about this level of prestige at all.

After wasting some more time on the female ghost.

Yunzhou Du'e, who was out investigating, finally brought him good news.

"Kid, the top-grade spiritual root you've been looking for has been found."

"Oh? I knew you could find it. Go ahead and tell me."

"Hey, don't rush." ​​After arriving at the inn where Xing Moxie was resting, Yun Zhoudu'e sat down unhurriedly, deliberately drinking water to whet his appetite.

However, Xing Moxie showed no sign of being anxious.

"Ha... kid, you're really not in a hurry? Most people would be itching to get started by now, right?"

"What's the use of being anxious? If the other party is at the Foundation Establishment stage, they won't be able to break through to the Golden Core stage whether it's a few days earlier or later."

Yun Zhou Du'e noticed the new skull ring on Xing Moxie's hand: "Hey, no wonder this area is so much quieter. So you've taken care of the little devil from Jinhua Temple. And the Black Mountain forces behind him no longer exist, right?"

Xing Moxie took off the ring, then put it on hard, took it off, and put it on repeatedly, dozens of times, until the ring started to leak water: "Just a little toy I found by chance. I plan to play with it for a while and develop a character."

Among my former subordinates was a highly skilled ghost cultivator who was adept at refining artifacts with his soul and commanding ghost soldiers.

Although Xing Moxie learned how to raise a ghost servant from him, she never had the chance to try it out. This time, she could start from scratch and raise one for fun, experiencing the joy of raising a Pokémon.

Yun Zhou Du'e didn't ask about the details and got back to the main point: "You're quite lucky, kid. You found two top-grade spiritual roots that haven't reached the Golden Core stage. One is an earth spiritual root, and the other is a water spiritual root. Which one do you want to know? Of course, if you're willing to use a third thing, I can tell you both at the same time."

Xing Moxie saw through the cunning old man's intention to sever all ties with him as soon as possible, so that they could never have anything to do with each other again. How could she let him succeed?

"Then tell me the whereabouts of the top-grade earth elemental root."

Chapter 91: 8 The Next Target, Great Sun Immortal Sect

Xing Moxie's quick decision surprised Yun Zhoudu'e.

I'm completely baffled. Why prioritize Earth Spirit Root? Isn't Water Spirit Root better?

Without a second's hesitation, could it be that this negotiation was also part of his plan?

The thought of the man's sly, narrow eyes and unfathomable depths sent a chill down Yun Zhoudu'e's spine. What kind of person was he dealing with? He'd better give up any idea of ​​getting something out of this guy.

However, Xing Moxie's reason for making the decisive choice was not so profound. Fire generates earth, and obtaining an earth spiritual root would be more beneficial and enjoyable when cultivating with Linglong.

Xing Moxie is now a hedonist, so of course she lives life however she feels comfortable.

"Aren't you really going to consider taking them all?" Yun Zhou Du'e probed. "Without my information, finding a water spirit root in the vast sea of ​​people is like trying to catch a single drop of water in the ocean. In ten or eight years, no, maybe even five years, the other party will have broken through to the Core Formation stage."

"Haha, old sir, you really care about my cultivation level. What? Could it be that you've taken a liking to me because I'm young, promising, virtuous, and talented, and want me to be your grandson-in-law?"

Yun Zhoudu rolled his eyes; this was the first time he had ever encountered such a shameless person.

Thinking to myself—Anyone who asks you to be their grandson-in-law is just asking for trouble, like bringing a time bomb into their home.

Besides, he doesn't have a granddaughter, which is quite adorable.

“Alright, this is the location of the owner of the top-grade earth spirit root.” He flicked his finger, releasing a speck of light.

The fluffy specks of light resembled dandelion seeds drifting in the wind, containing a wealth of data.

Xing Moxie let the specks of light fly into her forehead. Then, countless images, sounds, spatial and temporal information burst out like a bitten-open beef ball.

"Oh? Within the territory of the Great Sun Immortal Sect?"

They really picked a convenient place.

Soon it will be the 100-day celebration of the Demon Extermination, and Xing Moxie will definitely go to the Great Sun Immortal Sect to join in the fun.

Even though it's not the seventh day after death, I still have to eat my own tofu rice.

Moreover, there are still some clues about the other water elemental root.

It should be noted that if the sect's teleportation array is not used, even a powerful figure like Yun Zhou Du'e, operating a top-grade flying magic weapon, would need a month or two to make a round trip to the Great Sun Immortal Sect.

However, Old Deng brought back news within three days, indicating that he most likely obtained the information through divination by someone else. Furthermore, the distance to the top-grade water spirit root is about the same as the journey to the Great Sun Immortal Sect.

Once you know these points, you can ask some people from all walks of life who have some skill in divination to help you inquire.

Seeing that Yun Zhou was about to leave, Xing Moxie asked, "Where does the old gentleman intend to go?"

After what happened these past two days, Yunzhou Du'e will definitely not stay in this country anymore.

Xing Moxie didn't want to waste system points looking for him again next time, otherwise the system girl would definitely protest.

"Go where you're supposed to go. With your extraordinary abilities, finding this old man in the vast sea of ​​people must be a piece of cake, right?" Yun Zhou Du'e chuckled mischievously. "As for the last thing you owe me, I'll come looking for you once I've confirmed that you have the ability."

After Yunzhou left, Xing Moxie stroked his chin, looking like he had a plan all figured out.

"Well, it's a bit of a shame that I couldn't find out his itinerary, but judging from his final reaction, I guess he took the bait, right?"

The tattered cloth that Yunzhou Du'e used for his stall was brought out from an ancient secret realm. His experience in that secret realm was also the reason why Yunzhou Du'e faked his death and entered the mortal world to avoid karma.

If the rumors are true, there is a primordial space in that ancient secret realm, full of opportunities that even people in the upper realms would envy.

Xing Moxie had long wanted to know the relevant information, but unfortunately, even his threats and inducements as the Demon Lord couldn't get Yun Zhou Du'e to agree.

But from past indirect inquiries, it's clear that old Deng's journey to the secret realm was far from complete. Given the chance, the aging but still spirited old Deng would definitely return to the realm to make amends. The last thing he's hesitating about must be related to the secret realm, right?

In any case, you can't rush things.

Xing Moxie was quite satisfied, having obtained what she wanted and successfully attracted the attention of Yunzhou Du'e.

"Next, we should go and check out the Great Sun Immortal Sect... Speaking of that careless, lecherous girl Linglong, could she have forgotten about the invitation? Why haven't we heard anything for so long?"

……

The Jinhua Temple and the Black Mountain Demon Clan were just a minor incident on this trip.

On Xing Moxie's way back to the mountain, a minor incident occurred.

As he flew over the official road of the mortal country, he saw Ding Shusheng walking back.

Xing Moxie wondered, "Isn't there the provincial examination and the palace examination before going to the capital? How come they're over so quickly?"

Upon landing and asking, it was learned that Ding Shusheng had failed the first round of basic cultural studies exams.

How could such a thing happen? To help you focus on your exams, someone sacrificed their looks and sexually assaulted a little ghost for a whole day and night, using up so much protein!

Xing Moxie pressed for details, frustrated by his son's lack of progress.

Ding Shusheng then told him all the questions for the first day of the imperial examination, all of which were from several ancient books of poetry and prose that he was least good at memorizing.

Fortunately, these books were actually the ones Xing Moxie used when he held study sessions for the little ghost girl.

So whenever Ding Shusheng got stuck on a question, he would hear poetry and songs coming from the other side of the wall, mixed with moans and pleas for mercy.

As Ding Shusheng recalled Miss Nie's repeated "ya mi die" sounds, he wrote furiously and scribbled on the answer sheet!

It is said that he was so fast that he splashed ink onto the examiner's face with his calligraphy brush, setting an unprecedented and unparalleled record in terms of answering speed.

So, isn't this fine too?

If you can remember all the questions, shouldn't you get full marks on the exam?

He didn't get a perfect score. Because his way of remembering was too unusual, he accidentally wrote down "ah," "woo," and "want to go" mixed in with the poems on the exam paper, so he didn't get a single point for the entire exam.

He was even regarded as a madman who wrote erotic novels during the solemn imperial examination in the capital, and almost got beheaded and displayed to the public.

After hearing the whole story, Xing Moxie knew whose fault it was.

That's right, it's all that wretched girl Nie Renqing's fault! She's already a ghost, why is she still so sensitive? Couldn't she just hold back her noise and recite her lessons? If she had just kept quiet, wouldn't Scholar Ding have passed the imperial examination with flying colors?

Damn it, it seems we need to go the extra mile in educating this little ghost girl!

Strangely, despite failing the exam, Ding Shusheng was radiant and full of vigor, showing no sign of frustration at his failure.

Ding Shusheng also wants to thank Mr. Xing for teaching him a good method for memorizing quickly. He will definitely apply the experience from Jinhua Temple next time!

Years later, Ding Muchen, who had married in his hometown, became the youngest top scholar in the country thanks to his unique method of memorizing through groans. He also promoted his method of having his girlfriend recite poems and classical texts in bed to the whole country, making reading play a nationwide craze.

But that's a story for another time.

Chapter 92: 9. My little sister was drenched in sweat.

half a month later.

Within the Great Sun Immortal Sect's territory, under a clear blue sky, the blazing sun and the golden peak vie for brilliance, casting a golden foil imbued with Daoist essence upon countless cities and states below.

As the line between blue and gold stretching to the horizon twisted, a ribbon of color emerged from a certain point, trailing multicolored light.

Once the "ribbon" reached a certain position, it quickly shortened, like a colorful piece of chewing gum that rapidly returns to its original shape. It soon reverted to the shape of a ship.

Spatial jump... In the world of cultivation, this should be called spatial magic, the scene when a teleportation array is activated.

"Wow! This is the Great Sun Immortal Sect, it's so bright!" Ye Tian, ​​who was a true disciple of the Qingxin Peak of the Xuantian Immortal Sect, excitedly leaned on the railing on the side of the boat, gazing at the golden splendor that stretched to the horizon: "It's amazing, it's completely different from the style of our place."

This was his first time visiting another immortal sect, and everything seemed new and exciting to him. He smiled like a sunny young man from the countryside visiting the city.

He saw twelve fairy mountains in the distance, arranged in a staggered order, connected by a golden bridge in the clouds.

From this angle, Huaguang Mountain, symbolizing the dragon's head, seems to be cradling the blazing sun, forming a breathtaking picture of a golden dragon playing with a pearl, standing between heaven and earth.

"Is that the immortal mountain of the Great Sun Immortal Sect? Although there are fewer of them than we have, the quality of the spiritual veins is so high. We can feel the vigorous vitality from that far away."

"Hey, Senior Brother Ye, what are you doing acting so naive and unsophisticated? If you act too flamboyantly, others will look down on our Xuantian Immortal Sect." Xing Moxie followed closely behind and came out of the cabin, reminding him to be careful with his expression.

Ye Tian scratched his head sheepishly. He understood the reasoning, but it was his first time traveling so far, and the scene at the Great Sun Immortal Sect was indeed quite exciting; he couldn't help but smile.

Xiao Fan came out of the cabin: "Haha, Junior Brother Ye, relax. The Holy Maiden of the Great Sun Immortal Sect is an old acquaintance of ours, so it's okay to be a little more casual."

Finally, Xiao Linglong and the Holy Maiden Shangguan Yinyu came to the deck together.

Including the dozens of inner disciples accompanying them on board, this was all the members of the Xuantian Immortal Sect who participated in the 100-day celebration of the Demon Extermination.

That being said, only the few people currently standing on the deck will actually be able to enter the venue. The others will be there to assist, handling arrangements and miscellaneous tasks along the way.

Ye Tian's arrival was entirely at Xing Moxie's urging.

Using the pretext of "going to other immortal sects to broaden their horizons," they tricked Ye Tian into leaving Qingxin Peak. After all, this trip to celebrate the hundred-day anniversary of the Demon Extermination Ceremony would take many days, and if their cheap master and cheap senior brother cleared up the misunderstanding, things would be very bad.

For Ye Tian, ​​participating in this kind of activity was not a bad thing at all.

Since he began cultivating, he has always lived under his aunt's protection and has rarely even had the chance to train within the Xuan Tian Immortal Sect. How can he become a truly powerful cultivator if he continues like this?

The 100-day celebration of the demon-slaying event provides an excellent setting.

It allows you to meet talented young people from other sects without worrying about being deceived or bullied.

Because accompanying him was none other than the most talked-about figure in the Eternal Continent right now—the Holy Son of Xuantian. Even the Great Sun Holy Maiden, as the host, would give special treatment to the people from the Xuantian Immortal Sect.

There is no safer and more effective place to broaden one's horizons and accumulate experience.

As for why the other peak disciples of the Xuantian Immortal Sect did not come?

The reason is simple. Even within the same sect, there is competition and comparison.

The 100-day celebration of the Demon Slaying Ceremony is undoubtedly the main stage for Xiao Fan, a true disciple of Ancient Sword Peak and the Holy Son of Xuantian. Other true disciples would only play supporting roles. Why bother making a fool of themselves? It would be better to use this time to improve their cultivation.

Xiao Fan's trip should have been filled with glory, but one thing has been causing him considerable trouble along the way: the recent "being bullied" incident that has been generating a lot of buzz in the Eternal Continent.

I don't know which big mouth spread the rumor, but they said that his partner was stolen away by his brother.

The story spread like wildfire, even reaching the newspaper "Wan Gu Bao," which published the story.

Xiao Fan has explained this to countless people, saying that it is not true.

But whenever he goes to a new place, people always give him strange looks, making this great hero who is fighting against the demon a little afraid to go out lately.

In the end... he and Linglong were never even a single second as Daoist partners.

Being bullied without a partner is a more indescribable experience than being bullied with a partner.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan glanced at his good brother and sworn sister, who were holding hands and looking at the scenery at the bow of the boat, and sighed wearily.

The Holy Maiden Shangguan Yinyu stood far from the crowd, observing everything from an outsider's perspective. It was difficult to discern her thoughts from her calm, unwavering eyes.