I am a villain and have been captured. Why are the fairies asking me to come out?

"Then Miss Li will be able to keep her position as the chief lady. I will personally offer the Immortal Mountain to her."

Before he finished his words, the fox-faced boy disappeared through the door.

……

In the headmaster's bedroom on the top of Yaoguang Mountain, Yan Mobai took off his fox mask and placed it on the table, then took a sip of the warm water.

Previously, he borrowed the sealed sword that Yi Niaoniao used to achieve the spirit refining, and with the cooperation of the small sword spirit, he was able to shock Li Qingxian. If he stayed too long and continued to fight with Qing Changhuan, he would inevitably reveal his flaws.

His goal had been achieved, so there was no need to waste any more words with those people.

Li Qingxian was intimidated by the cultivation and confidence he displayed. In order to win the inner sect competition and keep the Li family safe, he had no choice but to ask for help from the Zhenyang and Tianji sects at the cost of promising to cede more resources of the Yaoguang sect.

But what she didn't know was that the more preparations she made for the inner sect competition, the more deeply involved the Li family would become with the Zhenyang Sect, and seven days later... the purge of the Li family would become even more brutal.

"Master..." Li Yuluo's white and tender cheeks were puffy, and no one knew what she was chewing. She opened her light purple eyes wide and looked at the white-haired boy, greeting him vaguely, "Master, you're back so soon..."

In the short moment after Yan Mobai left, a pile of sugar water bowls appeared in front of her. Every bowl had been licked clean and was mirror-clear.

"Spit out my fermented rice balls!" On top of her head, the little knife spirit angrily pulled the girl's hair, but the hair was so tough that it couldn't be pulled off no matter what it did. The whole knife spirit hung on it like a hair accessory mascot, swaying from side to side.

However, An Xiaoyu, who had nothing to do with the matter, still remembered what the few people gathered here for. She glanced at the white-haired boy with her big wine-red eyes and wanted to ask him why he came down the mountain, but she was too embarrassed to ask.

Niao Niao and the little lover of the Demon Cult leader were fighting and playing around... Was it because they both knew the answer to this question...

If she was the only one who didn't know, and asked this question again, wouldn't it just prove that she was stupid... She would definitely be looked down upon by Niao Niao...

The little girl hesitated for a long time, but finally gave up the idea of ​​investigating further. She stretched out her delicate little hand, grabbed a piece of dessert and started eating.

Chapter 195: Fire Secret Technique

The next day, no one knew who had leaked the news, but the news that Sect Leader Yaoguang and Grand Elder Yaoguang were both dead spread like wildfire.

Even though the outer sect immortal cultivators with shallow cultivation bases didn't know what the Zhenyang Sect's chief Qing Changhuan was doing when he knocked on the mountain a few days ago, now that they have heard the news of the death of the sect's two great spiritual cultivators, no matter how ignorant and slow they are, they should have realized some bad signs.

Both the immortals and the demons respect the strong. Even the disciples who have just entered the mountain gate understand that the reason why the Yaoguang Sect is regarded as a major immortal sect is because of the protection of the two true spirit cultivators. It is also the reason why they can rely on their status as a major sect to cultivate immortals and look down on those smaller sects.

After the death of the two great spirit refiners, what was the difference between the Yaoguang Sect and the small sects they once looked down upon... The sarcasm and ridicule they had once directed at those small sects for being submissive in front of the big sects, now all fell on their heads.

Facing the Zhenyang Sect, Yaoguang, who had lost his spirit refining skills, was just a small sect.

Are they... going to be submissive to the Zhenyang Sect monks and allow them to take whatever they want?

With this concern, the news that Li Qingxian, the eldest daughter of the Li family and the chief of the inner sect, will compete with the master's disciple who has never appeared before in the inner sect competition in six days has become eye-catching.

As for who of the two of them would win the top spot, each immortal cultivator had his own opinion, and there were many different views.

On the widest cliff of the Li family's ancestral mountain, which is also the widest sword field, as the monks fought each other, waves of aftermath hit the edge of the sword field, causing the forbidden hazy golden light to flicker continuously.

Next to the cliff at the edge of the knife field, two Jindan cultivators wearing the Taoist robes of the Li branch family confronted each other. The sword light flickered between the two of them, and from time to time a few rays leaked out and fell to the bottom of the cliff a few feet away, splashing sparks on the formation in the clouds below the cliff.

After a few rounds, one of the young monks seized the opponent's weakness and chopped the sword out of his hand. He put away the sword and said excitedly: "Brother Changming, I won!"

The slightly older young man sat on the ground, breathing heavily: "I am just worried about the future of my sect. Huh... it is difficult for me to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship."

The young man was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something funny. He sneered at first, and then asked, "Brother Changming, are you thinking about the inner sect competition in six days?"

"Fifth brother, aren't you worried that the young patriarch will lose?" The cultivator called Changming was very dissatisfied with his brother's nonchalant attitude. "The immortal sects are all saying that the righteous sect will soon conquer the demon sect. By then, this will be the front line of the war. If the young patriarch loses, the ignorant disciple of the head sect will take away the chief throne, offending the Zhenyang and Tianji sects. When the demon cultivators come to attack, who will protect the Li family?"

"It's not so easy for the young patriarch to be defeated through human beings."

The young man walked up to him and sat down, saying disdainfully, "Besides... it's not necessarily a bad thing if the master's disciple wins. The Zhenyang Sect obviously has bad intentions, and they're talking about the Immortal Mountain Jade Vein. In the future, they might even ask the Yaoguang Immortal Cultivator to work like a slave for them. If the young patriarch lets the wolf in, the family will have someone to protect them, but where will the Yaoguang Sect go? They would rather die in an upright battle with the demon cultivator than live in humiliation under someone else's roof. I think that compared to the young patriarch who is greedy for life and sells out his sect for fame, the master's disciple is the real hero!"

There have been too many rumors and gossips in the Yaoguang Sect these past two days. A large number of things that should have been kept secret have been spread by word of mouth among the disciples. The two brothers have heard about the ins and outs of the Zhenyang Sect's visit and even the news that the Li family is going to cede the jade vein of the fairy mountain to other sects.

The Immortal Mountain and the Jade Vein were the foundations of the Yaoguang Sect, but now they have to be handed over to others. The shame of this is tantamount to allowing others to ride on your face and do whatever they want.

Not only the side branch disciples who were usually bullied by the Li family, but even many Li clan members criticized Li Qingxian's behavior of betraying his ancestors. The hot-blooded young men were extremely disappointed with the Li family's behavior. They didn't care that there were many clansmen who came to practice swords nearby, and they disparaged the young clan leader.

"You!" Li Changming was horrified. If he hadn't been exhausted, he would have covered his brother's mouth. "Without the family, who do you think you are? The young patriarch endured such humiliation, all for us!"

The young man was about to retort when a huge aura belonging to the Yuantai Realm suddenly enveloped him, freezing him in place like a piece of wood, making him unable to utter a single word.

"Second miss!"

The Li clan members who were competing in the sword arena stopped and bowed to the white-robed girl who was floating over.

Li Qingyao frowned at the immobilized young man as if he were trash. She glanced at him casually and stopped looking at him. Her beautiful lake blue eyes were filled with disgust. "Humph, my elder sister has worked so hard for the family, but she was slandered by the ungrateful bastards of the branch family... Come on, drag him down and whip him with salt water a hundred times, abolish the Li family's martial arts, and never set foot in our Li family's ancestral mountain again!"

The boy's brother Li Changming opened his mouth as if he wanted to plead for his brother, but Li Qingyao glared at him fiercely. He immediately swallowed his words back in fear, lowered his head and dared not say anything more.

After the young man was taken away, Li Qingyao dispersed the remaining monks in the knife field, and waved his sleeves to clean up all traces left by those monks.

She walked around the knife field, carefully confirmed that there was no blood, sweat or other filth that could pollute her sister's eyes, and then sat down on the cushion in the middle of the knife field.

After an incense stick of time had passed, the young woman finally appeared from the edge of the knife field, her usually beautiful and gentle eyebrows were filled with fatigue.

"Elder sister!" The girl stood up from the mat and went to meet Li Qingxian. She held Li Qingxian's arm with both heartache and worry. "Sister... were you practicing that technique all night?"

Seeing her sister's concerned look, Li Qingxian smiled faintly.

"This method is relatively simple and easy to understand. Now I have a glimpse of the trick."

The dark clouds in her heart prevented her from saying too many words to comfort her sister as usual. She just lowered her eyelashes and said softly, "Sister Yao has been working hard these past few days."

In order to ensure victory in the inner sect competition, Li Qingxian had to promise the Zhenyang Sect to appoint a guest official in Yaoguang in exchange for a miraculous magical power from Qing Changhuan that could increase combat power several times in a short period of time.

This magical power can use pure yang spiritual energy as a guide to quickly burn the true essence in the Yuan Sea, thereby quickly releasing its power.

The total amount of true energy will not change, but the power released by the same true energy in one breath will naturally be ten times the power released in ten breaths.

In other words, it was like ten Li Qingxians attacking at the same time. She was certain that no matter how powerful the head disciple was, he would never be able to hold out for a single round against ten of her.

But... the price she had to pay for victory was far more than just allowing the Zhenyang Sect to appoint a guest official in the sect.

If a disciple of Zhenyang Sect practiced this magical power, it would be in line with their own sect's skills. Even if they would become weak due to excessive consumption of true energy after using up the magical power, their body would not suffer any consequences when their true energy recovered.

However, Li Qingxian practiced the gentle skills of the Yaoguang Sect and was unable to adapt to such violent turbulence. The burst of power ten times greater than her own in a short period of time would leave difficult-to-heal scars in her spiritual veins and sea of ​​​​energy.

If she only cast it once, it would not affect her future path. But if she wanted to win the inner sect competition, she couldn't cast it hastily. She had to practice it over and over again until she could adapt to the great power that didn't belong to her.

By that time... even if she defeated the master's disciple, she didn't know whether she could still enter the spirit refining stage. The chances of success, which were already slim, would become even slimmer.

But if she lost, and the sect master’s disciple, as the chief, cut off her cultivation resources, she would be afraid that she wouldn’t even have the chance to break through to the spirit realm.

Under the opponent's suppression, the Li family will fall into an abyss from which there is no recovery.

This time when Li Qingxian came to the sword field, he did not want to suppress his cultivation to compete with his sister as usual, but wanted to use this wide field and solid restrictions to test how much strength he could exert.

All the second sister Li Qingyao had to do was to carry her elder sister back to her home safely when she was too exhausted to move.

Author's words: I'm not sure about Li Qingyao's development. I don't know what this character looks like and what kind of state she should be trained into. I hope to get some advice here.

Chapter 196: Beyond the Rules

Compared to the urgency and panic among the Li family from top to bottom, the top of Yaoguang Mountain was peaceful and tranquil.

Although everyone has things that require their full effort, at least everyone is calm and at ease, without the worry of uncertainty about their future.

Probably the only one who was troubled was Yi Niao Niao. Her secret little world originally belonged to her, but now a curious and mischievous little vixen had sneaked in. The little fox had been having fun in the bamboo forest for quite a while. When it came out, its skirt and fair face were covered with mud. Its little hands were clasped together, and it was holding a sweet and fragrant young bamboo shoot as if it had found a treasure.

“Woo… so sweet…” the girl mumbled incoherently, as if she was eating something.

"Sister Yi...baji...bamboo shoots are so delicious..."

Li Yulo's large light purple eyes flickered, her tender pink lips wrapped around the tip of the bamboo shoot, her pearly teeth gently bit the bamboo shoot skin, and she sucked the sweet bamboo shoot juice that was filled with the scent of the immortal spirit.

This bad fox, as expected, never leaves empty-handed...

Even though these bamboo shoots are all over the ground, if you kick away a layer of soil, you can see the green and tender white tips of the bamboo shoots breaking through the soil. However... seeing the little vixen eating so happily, Yi Niaoniao still feels unhappy that her own cabbages are being eaten by pigs.

In a flash, Yi Niao Niao put all these worries behind her.

The master stood not far away and waved at her, asking her to teach him knife skills.

"Here comes the knife!"

As the girl finished her words, the jade-white sealed knife appeared in the air.

Sitting on the straight blade was a cute and silly little knife spirit, who looked very much like her.

The two Yiliniao, one big and one small, looked at each other, saw deep disgust in each other's big amber eyes, and turned their heads away.

"Foolish thing..."

Every time she saw this little knife spirit, Yi Niaoniao always felt that this guy was dumb and silly, and she wished she could flatten and then round up this cute and childish little thing.

But when looking at myself from the perspective of the little knife spirit, I feel that my original expression always reveals pity and grievance, like a puppy wagging its tail to beg for mercy. On the contrary, the knife spirit's appearance is better.

Fortunately... apart from looking a little silly, this sword spirit is not completely useless.

Yi Niaoniao couldn't let go of rubbing Xiao Daoling's soft and tender face, enjoying the delicate and elastic touch of the young girl's face. At the same time, as a Daoling, her face was rubbed by her own soft and boneless hands, enjoying the all-round and soft massage without any dead ends.

Looking across the entire Jiuzhou, perhaps Yi Niaoniao is the only one who is lucky enough to experience the wonderful feeling of rubbing her face and being rubbed on the face at the same time.

No matter how good the little vixen was at stealing, she couldn't sneak this wonderful taste into her mouth, right? Besides... what she was doing now was just an appetizer. Every time she made love with her master, the joy that belonged to her, a good little dog, could completely surge in her petite body and the smaller sword spirit at the same time, taking in all the happiness that belonged to her and that did not belong to her.

You can even... unlock some extremely difficult-to-talk-about gameplay with your favorite owner.

Thinking of the bad things her master had done to her tiny body last night, the fear and panic she had felt as a sword spirit facing the shadow that covered the sky, and... the rich warmth that had fallen on her tiny body, the girl's pretty face couldn't help but blush.

"Master, are you planning for something five days from now?"

The slight tingling sensation on her face made her voice tremble softly, and the little knife spirit in her palm couldn't help but let out a faint moan.

Up to now, what she has taught her master is only the secret technique of "Tianya Zhichi".

Although this trick was used to scare Qing Changhuan and Li Qingxian that day, this kind of swordsmanship is obviously far from enough if he wants to continue to hide his tracks in the future.

"There are many Yuantai cultivators in the Li family. It is difficult for me to use my own methods. I need you to teach me the Yaoguang Sword Technique."

Yan Mobai took the sealed knife, looked at the girl with an inexplicably flushed face, and did not ask her what strange things she was thinking about. He just said lightly: "Five days later, if Fairy Yi personally takes action to clean up the rebellion of the Li family, it is inevitable that people will accuse her of taking advantage of others' misfortune and bullying the weak. But if I do these things, I will not only have the righteousness of killing the traitors and eliminating the rebellion, but also the reason for the competition between peers, so I am not afraid of gossip."

"Five days later...clean up the rebellious Li family?" Yi Niaoniao was stunned. "Shouldn't we win the inner sect competition first?"

"The ratio of the inner sect?"

Yan Mobai looked at her with amusement, "I don't know how many hairs Li Qingxian has lost for this competition. She will definitely prepare a lot of tricks for me by then. Why should I offend her?"

"Master means..."

Yi Niaoniao was stunned for a long time, and finally figured out her master's plan. She clenched her little hands involuntarily, and immediately hurt herself as the sword spirit, and whimpered softly.

"Thanks to the news spread by Qing Changhuan, the entire Yaoguang Sect now knows that Li Qingxian will compete with me in five days. He wants to use this to cut off Li Qingxian's path to peace talks with us and force her to continue to cede the Yaoguang land to Zhenyang in exchange for Zhenyang Sect's help, but it also happened to help me draw the attention of the Li clan members to the inner sect competition."

Yan Mobai gently grasped the girl's ponytails, restraining the habit of pulling them that he had developed without knowing when, and slid his hand up along the silky hair, caressing her slightly hot face. While pinching and playing with her delicate and soft face, he said, "Most of the cultivators of the Li family will go with her at that time. The Li family's ancestral mountain will be empty and deserted, so I don't need to be polite to them."

In the past, before he became the leader of the Demon Cult, his predecessor taught him a truth. Whenever disciples of equal ability met on the arena, the one who was more unruly would always win. And this unruliness of rules could be divided into not following the rules on the arena and not following the rules off the arena. The latter always had a much greater chance of winning than the former.

No matter how turbulent the undercurrents are in the Immortal Sect, on the surface they are used to following the rules and principles. Both Qing Changhuan and Li Qingxian are staring at the seemingly important inner sect competition. Even if they use tricks, they are just cheating on the arena. Compared with Yan Mobai, who has no intention of going on stage at all, they are naturally inferior.

"But..." Yi Niaoniao was rubbed until she was dizzy, "The Li family's ancestral mountain also has mountain protectors..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly realized that the Li family's clan order was still in her hands.

The Li family has had a legacy since the day the Yaoguang Sect was founded. It is impossible that there is no heritage left over these thousand years. With so many spirit refiners coming out of their ancestors, they would have left behind means to deal with spirit refiners for future generations.

Although the means of death cannot do anything to the living spiritual cultivators, if they are in the hands of Li Qingxian and the Zhenyang Sect, it will also bring considerable trouble to Yi Niaoniao.

In order to eliminate this hidden danger, the only way is to enter the Li family’s ancestral mountain and destroy those resources first.

Under normal circumstances, even with the Li family order, Li Qingxian would never let Yan Mobai get his wish...

But when the inner sect competition comes, it will be easy for him to destroy the last resistance of the Li family.

……

Click, click, click...

The girl put the last bamboo shoot into her mouth, licked the sweet bamboo shoot juice on her fingers, bent her knees contentedly, sat down on the grass, secretly looked at the two people practicing sword not far away, then lowered her head, ready to start meditating.

"Sister Li..." Just as she closed her eyes, she heard the hesitant voice of a little girl calling from the side.

"I...I have something I want to ask you, sister..."

The girl opened her eyes and saw a childish little girl kneeling beside her. Her face was flushed, her eyes were evasive, and she was biting her lips nervously, as if she had something to hide.

"What's the matter? Tell me!"

Li Yuluo patted the little girl's shoulder in a righteous manner, "Sister An's business is my business!"

If people knew that she, a little female cultivator at the Jindan stage, had the confidence to speak like this to the Great Sword Immortal Qingyun who was at the late stage of the Refining Spirit Realm, I'm afraid countless people would be shocked.

But perhaps it was because the girl was kind by nature. Looking at the girl's confident look, An Xiaoyu suddenly felt extremely relieved, and her previous worries about her friend gradually subsided.

"In five days, on the full moon day, my brother will return to the sect. I...I want to go back to see him...No...not to visit him. I, I'm just afraid that the elders in the sect will be mad at him again..." The little girl blushed and stammered, "When I'm not around, please help me take care of Niao Niao..."