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

Just as Yi Niaoniao had said before, this maid was made up of puppets that he had made, but he had never imagined that those rigid puppets that looked like clockwork machines could actually be put together to create a person with such vivid expressions and behaviors.

Compared with the puppet she had made before, the only change Yi Niaoniao made to it was to add her master's essence and blood.

Could it be possible to create a living person again by using the Immortal Puppet Method and the essence and blood containing part of the True Spirit...

He slowly retracted his gaze, thought for a moment, and then said with a pleasant face: "Miss Yu, since you are Sect Master Yi's maid, I will not embarrass you for no reason. As long as you don't harm Sect Master Yi, you will be free from now on."

The maid quickly bowed and said, "Please rest assured, my lord. I will never do anything to hurt you!"

"Master...?"

Li Yulo was a little stunned. She didn't understand why Sister Yi's maid was so frightened as a beast when she saw the leader, and even respectfully called him "Sir".

This was clearly the Yaoguang Sect's territory, but the leader seemed to be back home...

Have the leader and Yu'er met? She quietly raised her eyes to look at the face of the white-haired boy, and suddenly felt that the leader had become more mysterious.

"Is there something wrong?" The other party looked down with awareness. His gentle gaze made the girl blush and she turned her head away with a flushed face.

But at the same time, she also quietly held the leader's hand.

Yi Niao Niao floated beside the hands of the two men, staring at their clasped fingers with her big eyes. Seeing the little vixen's soft little hand being held by the leader, her cheeks, which had not been sore for a while, began to swell again.

But... it was just soreness. She was so small, if the leader shook hands with her, I'm afraid he would be able to hold her entire sword spirit.

"Humph! This sword spirit doesn't care..."

She thought gloomily and flew back to above Li Yulo's head.

Looking at Daimao swaying in front of her, Yi Niaoniao suddenly felt much more balanced.

No matter how arrogant the little vixen is, she still has to be her mount! She fiddled with the standing aho-maru in front of her, and felt extremely relieved when she saw it swaying back and forth.

The girl below felt something strange in her hair and realized that the naughty little creature was pulling her hair again, so she sighed helplessly.

"Sister Yi..."

The little knife spirit was feeling very proud of himself when he was suddenly caught by a hand.

Li Yuluo gently poked Xiao Daoling's face with his fingertips, "I told you, don't move when you sit on my head..."

The little knife spirit struggled continuously in her hands, her face turning red, but due to the huge size difference, she was like a squirrel held in the hands of her master, unable to resist.

“Stinky… gu… stinky vixen… don’t poke me… gu… this sword spirit… gu… is not a pet!!”

In the end, it was Yan Mobai who rescued the tearful Yi Niaoniao and tucked her back into his collar.

Just like that, the little knife spirit who had become a bully once again huddled in the leader's clothes with a wronged look on his face. There were traces of tears on his delicate face, and his cheeks were slightly bulging from being poked red. He sulked and trembled as he pointed the way with his hand.

The residence of Sect Leader Yaoguang seems very far away, but in fact, there are space formations laid out in all the corridors and paths.

The world is so small and the distance so small.

Sometimes, just one step could be heard hundreds of meters away.

Under Yi Niao's guidance, they traveled through space many times and in less than a cup of tea, they had pushed open the door of the palace.

"It smells so good..."

Almost at the moment the door opened, Li Yuluo's keen sense of smell detected the aroma of preserved fruits and nectar in the air. He sniffed with his little nose, and his light purple eyes lit up faintly.

Ever since she drank the sugar water in Jiuling Town, the girl could no longer forget the sweet taste. Now when she smells the sweet smell, her saliva starts to water involuntarily.

Damn, I shouldn't bully her...

Li Yulo felt uneasy when he thought that his sweet soup was still in the hands of this little guy.

"Sister Yi..."

She stared eagerly at the small knife spirit on the leader's collar.

Yi Niaoniao, who had just been bullied by her, snorted and turned her head away coquettishly.

Just when Li Yuluo was feeling disappointed and thought that this guy had held a grudge and was no longer going to give him the sugar water, he heard Yi Niao Niao speak sullenly: "Since you haven't tasted Yu'er's cooking, I will reluctantly forgive you this time..."

"After drinking it, you must praise our sweet soup for being delicious!" Before the girl could speak, Xiao Dao Lingqi snorted and turned back to glare at her, "Also! Don't bully me next time! Don't..." For some reason, she suddenly hesitated.

Originally, she wanted to tell him not to be affectionate with the leader in front of her, but Yi Niaoniao quickly realized that she had no reason to say that.

After all, in a sense, the little vixen was still her mistress...

What's the point of asking the mistress and the master not to be affectionate in front of this sword spirit?

As he thought about it, the little knife spirit became even more depressed.

Although Yi Niaoniao was very angry, her cute face made her unable to cause any harm to others. Instead, she looked so silly that the girl couldn't help laughing.

Fortunately, she finally held back and nodded seriously, her big light purple eyes full of sincerity, "I will never bully Sister Yi again..."

……

The three little girls made an appointment to go to Yi Niao Niao's boudoir to eat sweet snacks, while Yan Mobai stayed in the front hall, looked around, and finally sat down beside a burning incense burner. With the help of the abundant and rich spiritual energy on the top of Yaoguang Mountain and the fairy incense burning in the incense burner, he began to meditate and practice.

He didn't go to drink sweet soup with Li Yulo, not only because he was not interested in those sweet foods, but the more important reason was... he needed to wait for something to be delivered to him.

Before the white-haired boy had closed his eyes and meditated for long, he heard a female voice beside him saying:

"Master Yan."

He opened his eyes.

"Master Qianqiu."

A silver-haired figure was reflected in the boy's dark pupils, his beautiful and cold face was hazy in the white smoke from the incense burner. The ribbons of his skirt hung slightly to the ground, lost in the curling smoke, like a fairy from the Moon Palace walking barefoot on the clouds.

With no one else around, this righteous leader at the top of the Nine Continents seemed to have peeled off a layer of cold and hard outer shell, appearing inexplicably much weaker.

With Dan Zhenzhen's prophecy in mind, he knew that Qian Qiuxue would give him something that could save Yi Niaoniao's life, but he didn't know what this thing was, nor did he know why Qian Qiuxue would do this.

He thought a lot along the way. No matter what special feelings Qian Qiuxue had in her heart, she had no reason to come all the way here to give him this rare treasure that could save another woman's life...

Based on Yan Mobai's understanding of Qian Qiuxue, if she wanted to spend a huge price to save Yi Niaoniao, it would not be a random act, but she would have a deep plan.

If Yi Niaoniao was used by this woman, it might not be a good thing even if she could recover into a human form.

Before he completely understood what Qian Qiuxue wanted to do with Yi Niaoniao, Yan Mobai thought that he should think more about whether to accept the thing.

……

……

Please give me a heart!!

Chapter 153: Gift of Immortal Bamboo Shoots

Compared to Yan Mobai's caution, Qian Qiuxue, who had no idea what he was thinking, was much more relaxed.

The leader and his disciples were having so much fun, and he even accepted a clever little thing. He was no longer the person who had the will to die...

Ever since his Qi training was abolished, Yan Mobai should have died long ago, and he is only able to stay alive thanks to Qian Qiuxue's secret longevity method.

The way of body refining is envied by heaven. No matter what level of practice one reaches, one will not be able to add a single breath of life to his lifespan. Counting the time, the leader only has less than a year to live. In this short year, he will certainly not be able to finish everything he wants to do.

Qian Qiuxue really couldn't think of any reason why the leader would refuse to accept this fairy bamboo shoot.

She didn't expect their relationship to go back to the way it was before, she just hoped that the coldness between his eyes would fade a little, and that he would listen to her words...

"I am looking for the leader, and I have something to give him."

Qian Qiuxue spoke softly as she took out the jade box from her sleeve pouch and was about to hand it to Yan Mobai, but she suddenly paused, narrowed her autumn eyes slightly, pursed her red lips, and actually squatted down with her knees bent, holding onto her skirt.

The etiquette I learned in childhood came in handy for the first time today.

Her height was similar to that of the white-haired boy. When they sat and stood, the boy's hair only reached her waist. If she gave the jade box to the leader like this, it would seem like a condescending gift, which was too inappropriate... Qian Qiuxue squatted in front of the boy, so she could just level her eyes with his, which seemed much more appropriate.

The silky silver hair was like moonlight scattered on the ground, and the celestial fragrance from the incense burner lingered between the two of them. Qian Qiuxue squatted in front of the white-haired boy with her knees supported, as weakly as an ordinary woman. Two strands of hair hung slightly on the sides of her face, covering half of her beautiful rosy eyes. The fullness of her breasts were pressed between her knees, and the loose collar under her neck silently leaked out a large amount of snow.

Who could believe that the leader of the Yuheng Sect, who had the highest level of cultivation and had always been indifferent to men, would privately squat in front of a young man in the posture of a little girl, with her clothes wide open, not caring at all that he could see her beauty.

"Why are you so polite, Sect Master Qianqiu?"

The white-haired young man looked calm, not moved at all by the lingering spring scenery within his reach. He did not look at the jade box in Qian Qiuxue's hand, but looked into her eyes, "It is difficult to receive gifts without merit. I wonder what the sect master wants from me by giving me this gift?"

Qian Qiuxue had not expected that her unusual humble attitude would make Yan Mobai even more wary.

During those days by the wooden house in the mountains, this woman did not take off her aloof and cold expression. Yan Mobai didn't understand why she was so fawning now.

His fear was seen, and a moment of sadness flashed across the woman's scarlet eyes. She knew that she had already become cold and ungrateful in the leader's heart, and she had nothing to say about it.

Since she had sown this bitter fruit with her own hands, she would have to swallow it herself in the end.

"I do have something to ask for..." Qian Qiuxue said softly, picked up the jade box, and slid open the lid with her slender white fingers. A piece of bamboo shoot as green as jade lay quietly in the box.

The moment the small bamboo shoot appeared in the air, the white-haired boy's gaze suddenly froze.

Qian Qiuxue's whisper rang in his ears: "My wish is that the leader can swallow the shoots of this fairy bamboo."

After saying that, she raised her hand and touched the edge of the bamboo shoots.

The restrictions on the fairy bamboo shoots were removed, and the fairy air lingering on the bamboo shoots suddenly dissipated, spreading in white throughout the entire front hall, mixing with the curling smoke from the stove, rolling and surging. Just one breath of it would make one's body feel light and their five senses clear, as if they could shed their mortal bodies and become immortals in the next moment.

This is the young shoot of the Evergreen Fairy Bamboo. The long passage of time cannot leave even a single inch of scar on it. Thousands of years are but a blink of an eye for it. So far, countless fairies and demons have turned into dust, but it is still as green as before.

The immortal bamboo shoots contain the rhythm of time. Even a rotten wood can sprout new buds next to them. If a cultivator takes them, his lifespan can be extended by hundreds of years.

If the news that the immortal bamboo shoots still existed in the world spread, countless soul cultivators who were about to die would go crazy about it. But now Qian Qiuxue simply placed it in his hand, as if she was giving away an insignificant item.

"In the past, I committed a great mistake, causing the leader to fall into a mortal body, and his life span is not long." The silver-haired fairy leaned forward, not minding the snow-white and plump body pressing against his hand. She put her red lips close to his ear and whispered, "I do not ask to end the grudge between me and the leader, but I ask that the leader can take this fairy bamboo shoot. The leader asked me what I wanted, and this is my only wish. In the next hundred years, I will apologise for all my kindness and sins..." In the end, she could not lose face and spoke out the atonement in her heart, then slowly closed her red lips. She did not continue speaking, but looked at him with her beautiful rosy eyes, melancholy and a little expectant.

Qian Qiuxue's prediction was correct. The moment the white-haired boy saw the fairy bamboo shoot, there were indeed stormy waves in his heart.

Extending one's life by a hundred years may not mean much to someone with a long life, but for someone who is about to die, it is like being reborn.

Yan Mobai could never have imagined that the thing sent by Qian Qiuxue in Dan Zhenzhen's prophecy that could save Yi Niao Niao's physical body would actually be used to save himself.

He stared in amazement at the emerald green bamboo shoots in his hand.

When he left the Xuanhuang Huanzhen Pill to Li Yulo, Yan Mobai told the girl that there were many longevity pills in the world that could save his life, and there was no need to restrict himself to rebuilding the Yuanhai and ascending to immortality again.

But as the leader of the Demonic Cult, how could he not know how precious and hard to find the longevity herbs...

For ordinary people whose bones are not tempered, taking the most common spiritual herbs can extend their lifespan for several years. However, Mo Bai has reached the perfection of spiritual cultivation, and his body has been cleansed by the devil's energy for a long time. Ordinary life-extending pills are useless. Only rare treasures like immortal bamboo shoots can extend his lifespan.

There are so many old monks in both the immortal and demon worlds whose lifespans are coming to an end. Countless old eyes are eagerly waiting, and they spend all their savings just to live a few more days.

Once such a treasure comes into the world, it will surely be greeted by countless pairs of giant hands vying for it. With Yan Mobai's current cultivation level, what can he do in the face of those powerful beings who are about to die of old age?

Even though he is Yi Niaoniao's master, the Yaoguang and Qingyun sects will spare no effort to find longevity items for him. However, the longevity treasures that are as effective as fairy bamboo shoots have long been picked up by the immortals and disappeared in the world. The remaining longevity herbs are like fireflies compared to the bright moon, and the effects are far different.

If he is lucky, the Yaoguang and Qingyun sects may happen to find many longevity herbs, and he can live a few more years. If he is unlucky, the longevity herbs may disappear without a trace, and both sects may exhaust all their manpower and resources but still fail to find even a single root. By this time next year, he will be a pile of dry bones in a tomb.

On one side is Yi Niaoniao's body, and on the other side is his own lifespan. There is only one fairy bamboo shoot, and if he takes one side, the other side must be discarded.

Yan Mobai sighed softly.

Everything in the world is always such a dilemma.

Author's note: There may be a second chapter in the afternoon

Chapter 154: Distractions arise again

In order to obtain this immortal bamboo shoot, Qian Qiuxue visited the tombs of all the leaders and elders of the Yuheng Immortal Sect.

Except for the first generation leader whose whereabouts are unknown, the tombs of the other ancestors have more or less left some ancient elixirs and magical herbs as burial objects, and the Evergreen Immortal Bamboo Shoots happens to be one of them.

Most of the burial objects have turned into dust over the course of thousands of years, leaving the emerald green bamboo shoots standing out and conspicuous.

She stole it quietly.

If those supreme elders knew that she had visited the tombs of all the ancestors in order to save the life of the leader of the Demon Sect, they would probably risk their lives to drive this rebellious and evil sect leader out of the mountain gate.

But even though she knew this would happen, she did not hesitate at all when she took down the fairy bamboo shoot.

The position of being the leader of the righteous path and the first sect master might have been very important to Qian Qiuxue in the past, but in the eyes of Qian Qiuxue today, it is nothing more than floating petals and foam that can be brushed aside at will. She doesn't care about it at all.

As long as she could watch the leader take it, all the sadness, suffering, and depression she had been experiencing these days would be relieved...

Regardless of whether the leader had a change of heart towards her, sending the immortal bamboo shoots to extend his life span was at least the first step.

With a direction to move forward, there is a path to liberation.

A hundred years is such a long time, enough time for many things to happen that even the current leader and even she could not have expected. Things in the world are unpredictable, and the hope that is now vague and helpless may actually fall on her one day in the future.

With this thought in mind, Qian Qiuxue's usually cold and lonely red eyes became much gentler, and her face became more lively, no longer looking cold and unapproachable.