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

"Oh, when did you ever consider her as your disciple? Have you ever asked her if she still recognizes you as her master?"

"At least I taught her my cooking skills and became her real master. She learned the skills and became my real apprentice."

"you……"

"say no more."

A trace of pain flashed across Qian Qiuxue's eyes, and the silver color suddenly faded away like a receding tide.

She bent down and gently placed the pills and other things outside the door.

In fact, she had prepared a lot of words to say goodbye, but in the end, the sweet sobs from inside the door made her lose her courage.

She sat down against the wall silently, her crimson eyes reflecting the stream and the rocks beside it, as well as the waterfall and the pool. The scenes of her time with the two of them reappeared before her eyes, and in a trance, Qian Qiuxue seemed to see Li Yuluo's cute little face as he held her arm and acted like a spoiled child, the bonfire with many ingredients piled around it, and Yan Mobai's helpless and loving expression when he faced the failed cooking of the food that Li Yuluo sent.

I seemed to hear the girl's clear laughter again in my ears, the barbecue was sizzling on the campfire, and the warm wind from the fire hit my face.

These days she always felt like she was in a dream. In the dream, the leader was still as gentle as he was in the master's hall, and the disciple was still clinging to her and calling her master as he did more than ten years ago...

It was so beautiful that she didn't want to wake up.

Now she finally woke up.

Qian Qiuxue slowly stood up, her eyes cast sadly towards the tightly closed door of the wooden house.

Compared to the sect master's hall on the top of Yuheng Mountain, this door made of ordinary wood is so small that it can be blown away by a strong wind. But at this moment, it stands there firmly, indestructible, separating the two happy people inside the door and the lonely figure outside the door into two completely different places.

She did not disturb them, turned around silently and walked towards the distant mountains and forests.

There was a hint of silver in her crimson pupils. Although it was only a tiny bit, it never disappeared.

It accumulated at the bottom of the red pupil, swaying slowly like liquid.

"One day, I will get him." An unwilling thought emerged in my heart.

This is a common idea for both of them, and it is also the destination they both long to reach.

But they are destined to take different paths.

Chapter 61: Master Yaoguang

In the northeast of Tiandingzhou, there is the Yaoguang Mountains.

The mountains are rolling and several high mountains stand above the clouds all year round, covered with white snow.

The highest peak among them was shrouded in a hazy golden light. The towering mountain tops in the golden light seemed illusory, as if they were there and yet somewhere else.

This mountain is none other than Yaoguang Mountain, one of the seven immortal mountains.

……

"Miss, there is another strange thing happening at the border."

In the fairy palace at the top of the mountain, the maid sighed as she brought a plate of cakes to the table next to the silk carpet.

"The other day, a disciple from our sect passed by a small border town. He went into the town to buy some dry food. When he was leaving the city, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck him and killed him...Miss? Are you listening?"

It seems that there is no one behind the table, but when you walk around it, you can find a girl lying on the silk carpet behind the table. Her waist-length black hair is not groomed and is loosely draped on her back. A few strands of messy hair are split and curled up. Her two small hands are holding a picture album, and her big amber eyes are fixed on the pictures in her hands. Her fair face is not made up, but it still can't hide her pretty and beautiful appearance.

In contrast to her appearance, her rosy little mouth was always curled up in a nasty smile, and she would chuckle from time to time, and no one knew what funny scenes she had seen in the picture.

If you didn't tell others that this was the immortal residence of the leader of the Yaoguang Sect, no one would have thought that the girl lying lazily on the silk carpet watching pictures would be Yi Niaoniao, the leader of the Yaoguang Sect, one of the four major immortal sects in Tiandingzhou.

The only thing on her body that was related to her identity as the head of the sect was the Yin-Yang Taoist robe she was wearing. However, even this robe with the Yin-Yang fish printed on it, which was supposed to be mysterious, was wrinkled and stained with traces of various soups and water. At this time, the robe was turned up behind her, revealing her smooth, tender and voluptuous thighs.

"What a weird thing! It's just that they swore too much. Those little bastards kept shouting that they would be struck by lightning, and now they really got struck by lightning."

Yi Niaoniao muttered to herself as she sat up. She opened the lid of the pastry with her bare hands and frowned when she saw the pale white, translucent pastry in the bowl.

"Yu'er, the snow lotus flower cake needs to be made with 47% warm water, 59% cold water, and 10% boiling water. You can't just use warm water to save trouble. Without the change of hot and cold water, the texture of the flower cake will lose its layers and it will taste soft..."

"Okay, if you don't want to eat, I'll eat it."

The maid reached into the bowl without hesitation, but saw the girl in front of her grabbed the cake and stuffed it into her mouth at lightning speed.

"..." Yi Niao Niao's cheeks were puffed up, but her small mouth still couldn't fit all the pastries. Seeing that the melted nectar was about to overflow from the corners of her mouth, she quickly covered her mouth with her small hands, tilted her head back and tried to swallow.

The pastry was as big as her palm. Normally, it would take her half a cup of tea to finish it. But now she swallowed it in one gulp, and Yi Niaoniao was choking so much that she almost rolled her eyes.

She almost swallowed it, but the remaining bit choked her throat again.

"Cough... cough... cough... Yi Niaoniao lay on the table, almost coughing out tears.

Seeing her master's pitiful appearance, the maid only sighed: "Miss, why are you doing this?"

Yi Niaoniao slammed the table in anger and said, "It's because Yu'er cut off my morning meal that I have to eat dessert now, just like it's a holiday!"

"Early meals? Miss, apart from three meals a day, also have morning tea, afternoon tea, and midnight snacks. I just cut off Miss's early meals. Whose head must eat a different dessert every hour, and it must be paired with a special ice drink and sugar water?"

The maid tapped her forehead in frustration, "Ever since you helped Yu Heng capture the leader of the Demon Cult, you've been curled up in your den eating and watching mundane pictures all day long. You haven't learned from Master An of the Qingyun Sword Sect, who practices swordplay or breathing exercises every day..."

Hearing this, a hint of strangeness flashed across Yi Niao Niao's beautiful eyes, but she quickly concealed it and lazily licked her fingers that were stained with pastry crumbs: "Come on, it's Master An again, Master An, my ears are going to get calluses~"

She picked up another bowl from the pastry plate, opened the lid, took a sip of the pear juice with sorbet floating in it, and asked nonchalantly, "You just said something strange happened at the border again?"

Seeing that she finally began to care about the sect's affairs, Yu'er's expression softened, "Yes, the two disciples who came back said that the sky was clear at the time, and the three of them were walking out of the city side by side. Somehow, a blood-red dry thunderbolt suddenly fell, landing squarely on the head of the disciple in the middle, turning him into ashes on the spot, while the two disciples next to him were unharmed."

"And..." Yu'er lowered her voice, "I heard from those disciples that this is not the first time this has happened in the town."

“Bloody dry thunder?” Yi Niao Niao placed her small fist against her smooth white chin, her amber eyes looking at the ceiling thoughtfully, “Ordinary thunder is mostly blue-purple, but since it’s bloody, it means it’s not an ordinary thunder…”

"Miss, what you said is the same as if you didn't say it."

"What I mean is... this thunder is a bit like a thunder tribulation." Yi Niaoniao seriously snapped her slender fingers, "First, the color of the thunder has changed, second, there are no clouds in the sky, and third, the target is accurate and will not harm others. Isn't it just that someone went against the will of heaven and was punished by thunder?"

"A thunder tribulation? But the disciple who was struck by lightning was only at the level of Condensing Veins. How could he have the ability to provoke a heavenly punishment?"

Yi Niaoniao drank the pear juice in the bowl and burped: "Then I will have to go and investigate it myself."

"Miss, you...you want to go and investigate in person?"

The maid was surprised and looked her up and down as if she were a monster.

My young lady has always been very outgoing. Would she find another excuse to leave the mountain and go to a secular restaurant to eat desserts?

"Humph, what do you mean by that look? I am the head of Yaoguang Sect!"

Yi Niao Niao stood up with great vigor and removed the stains on her Taoist robe with a flick of her fingers. Her black hair fell from her shoulders and her yin-yang Taoist robe fluttered lightly. There was no more laziness or slackness in the girl's amber eyes, but instead a light as sharp as a knife.

"Yu'er, what's the name of that border town?"

The maid put away the dishes and replied, "Jiuling Town."

……

In the wooden house, the girl was curled up on the bed and sleeping soundly. The tears hanging on her eyelashes made her look pitiful and aggrieved. The quilt half covered her chest. There were still red marks left from last night on her fair skin. Under her round shoulders, the tender spring light was faintly visible.

The wide leaf curtains were still tightly drawn, and the wooden door was ajar, letting in an inch of morning light, barely allowing people to see inside the house.

Yan Mobai sat on a chair, playing with a bone china bottle in his hand.

Before he opened it, he could see the pure and profound spiritual charm of the immortal way wrapped around the side of the bottle, vaguely like a small black dragon.

The elixir turns into a dragon...the elixir in the bottle is definitely not simple.

Yan Mobai removed the jade stopper from the bottle.

His gaze fell into the bottle, and he saw two hazy mists, dark yellow, entangled in the bottle like yin and yang fish. Just a glance at their trajectory, the profound Taoist rhyme hidden in it made Yan Mobai dizzy, and he had to push the jade stopper back again.

"It turns out to be the Nine-Transformation Mysterious Yellow True Rebirth Pill..."

Although he guessed that the pill left by Qian Qiuxue was prepared for Li Yulo, he still didn't expect that Qian Qiuxue would be so generous as to give this pill away.

The Xuanhuang Qi was born when the heaven and earth were created. The ancient powerful beings divided it into ninety-nine strands and scattered them throughout the nine continents.

Most of them were taken away by the true immortals in ancient times and refined into magical instruments, and only a few of the Xuanhuang Qi have survived to this day.

When using the Xuanhuang Qi to refine pills, one wisp of Qi can only make one furnace of pills, and one furnace of pills can only produce nine pills. When the pills are completed, there will surely be a calamity of thunder. Even if a true immortal takes action, he can only save two or three out of nine.

Yan Mobai knew that the Xuanhuang Qi could not be reproduced. From ancient times to the present, there were tens of thousands of years. How many gods and even immortals searched all over the nine continents just to find a trace of it. Until now, everything that could be obtained has fallen into the hands of others, or was refined into magic tools, or refined into pills and taken. No matter how high your cultivation is, you can't find even a trace of it.

The Nine-Transformation Xuanhuang Huanzhen Pill that Qianqiuxue gave should be the heritage passed down by Yuheng Immortal Sect for thousands of years. It is even possible... that the Xuanhuang Qi in the pill is the last trace of it in the world.

With it, your chances of transcending the mortal world and ascending to heaven can be increased by 10%. But who among those who practice Taoism can resist the temptation of becoming an immortal?

Chapter 62: Girl's Wish

How could Qian Qiuxue be willing to give this medicine away?

Doesn’t she want to become an immortal anymore… or is she afraid to go through the calamity of becoming an immortal and plans to stay at the stage of perfecting her spirit?

Yan Mobai stroked the bone china.

On the road to becoming an immortal, every glimmer of hope is extremely precious.

If the existence of this pill were to be leaked, the entire Jiuzhou would be shocked, and the righteous sects might even suspend their conquest of the evil sect and turn their attention to fighting for this pill.

Previously, the Nine-transformation Xuanhuang Huanzhen Pill was in Qianqiuxue's hands, but her perfect cultivation of the spirit had obscured the secret. Now that it was in his hands, he was unable to stop others from calculating the whereabouts of the Xuanhuang Qi...

If a god were to calculate this, I'm afraid there would be no escape.

There is no time to delay, Yu Luo must take it as soon as possible.

He walked to the bed and pinched the sleeping girl's face, "Yu Luo, it's time to get up."

"Ouch~" The girl in her sleep whined in pain, her brows furrowed, but she did not wake up.

It seems that he was exhausted last night.

Yan Mobai couldn't help but pinch her face again, this time using some force.

"It hurts so much..." The girl wrinkled her face in pain and instinctively shrank her head back. She kicked her smooth little feet out from under the quilt, trying to fight back against the villain who attacked her while she was sleeping.

With just a kick from his Veins Condensation Cultivation, Yan Mobai easily took her down. The girl's delicate jade feet were so small that they could be held in one hand, and when pinched in the hand, they felt tender, fragrant and smooth like tofu.

He blew on the rosy and tender soles of her feet, causing her jade-like toes to curl up immediately.

This finally woke up the person on the bed. The quilt rustled, and the black hair that was pressed underneath was quickly pulled up. The girl sat up with her hair loose, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with the quilt, opened her sleepy eyes, and looked blankly at the person beside the bed.

Her voice was hoarse as she just woke up, and she called softly, "Master?"

The girl's eyes fell on her tender feet that were being held and played with by the other party. She was stunned for a moment, and then turned to Yan Mobai's face in disbelief: "It turns out that the leader also likes this place..."

Yan Mobai knew that she had misunderstood something, but he did not intend to explain. Instead, he tickled the girl's delicate soles.

"Stop... stop scratching..."

The girl was so itchy that she was laughing and crying. She tried to pull back, but the other party held her tightly. She could only stare at Yan Mobai with contempt and shyness in her big light purple eyes to express her silent protest.

Seeing that she was fully awake, Yan Mobai stopped what he was doing and said, "Get up quickly. There are important things to do."

As soon as he let go of the jade-like little feet, they immediately shrank back.

"The leader is such a pervert!" Li Yulo snorted, put down the quilt, threw her long hair behind her back, and started to put on her clothes in front of Yan Mobai, with her fair and beautiful figure exposed at all times.

Anyway, I've seen it countless times, so it doesn't matter this time...

After she was fully dressed and walked to the table, she noticed a few extra objects on the table.

"what are these?"

"These are all things your master left for you."

After saying this, Yan Mobai realized that he had said something wrong, and added, "She asked Miss Anshi to send it over."

"It was given to me by my master." The girl curled her lips and looked at the items on the table with her beautiful eyes.

Her eyes first focused on the two masks.

They looked like two theatrical masks, but they were not painted with any color. They were all pale, and combined with the curves on the masks, they looked very strange.

"Hey, Dark Moon Mask..."

Yan Mobai looked over and asked, "Do you know them?"

"Well, this is something that only the elite among the Dark Servant can use. Once you put it on, you can change your appearance and aura, and you don't have to worry about being seen through by cultivators below the Spirit Refining level."

Li Yulo whispered and picked up the brocade bag beside him.

She had seen something similar before, which was like putting Mount Sumeru into a mustard seed. It looked like just a small bag, but it could hold much larger things.

The space of about ten square meters in the brocade bag was filled with the finest spiritual stones and jadeite, daily purifying pills, and many rare spices and ingredients.

"This is..." She flipped through the ingredients blankly, "Is this also something my master gave me?"