The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

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South Posa Prefecture.

Demon Palace.

On the high throne, the Pope, wearing a long black gauze dress, held a crown in his hands. His slender, white fingers, like scallions, gently tapped the crown, making a crisp and rhythmic low sound.

Her long dark purple tasseled hair fell, and the hem of her long skirt that covered her delicate figure fell to the ground, slowly drooping down along the high-hanging stairs, layer after layer.

She lifted one leg and placed it on the other leg. Her skirt could not cover her snow-white skin, which was vaguely visible. It was difficult to see clearly and made her look extremely seductive.

On her flawless face, jet-black silk threads covered her eyes, and her rosy lips formed a charming curve.

"Has Qiu Shui's invitation been delivered?"

She asked, her voice so pleasant and melodious that one could sink into it.

Below her was the only person wearing a purple robe, the Archbishop, who knelt before the Pope’s majesty and replied in a low voice.

"Your Holiness, it has been sent."

"That's it."

The sound of knocking on the crown stopped.

The woman sitting on the throne asked again.

"Who answered?"

"Yes..." The purple-robed archbishop hesitated for a moment: "It was Tang Jiusheng who answered the call. Contrary to what the Pope predicted, Qiu Shui's Lingxu Patriarch did not come out of retreat."

"Master Tang is more scheming than we thought."

The pope chuckled and said, “You have been deceived.”

"That's impossible. When I sent the invitation, I investigated carefully. Qiu Shui doesn't have any spiritual energy to break through. The life span of the human race is not long. If their ancestor breaks through, it means he has given up the only chance to survive the catastrophe of life and death. He will no longer have the chance to prolong his life."

The purple-robed archbishop asked in confusion, "Isn't he afraid of death?"

"The demons are different from the gods, and the same is true for the humans and demons." The Pope said: "Don't underestimate any race, especially a race that has survived from ancient times to the present day and still occupies two continents. You can't understand their determination."

"You underestimate the human race. This is not a good thing."

"I will listen carefully to the teachings of His Holiness the Pope." The purple-robed archbishop lowered his head and knelt in the hall.

After a moment, he asked again:

"But, Your Holiness, if Qiu Shui's ancestor Lingxu really comes out of seclusion, will your coronation ceremony continue? If Taoist Lingxu comes in person..."

"No, he won't come."

The Pope asserted, lifting the crown high and placing it on his forehead.

Slowly take off the gauze covering your eyes.

The purple-robed archbishop knelt down, not daring to look directly at the scene, and even closed his eyes nervously, like a sculpture.

The woman who looked mysterious and charming stood up and slowly opened her eyes.

Those were a pair of dark purple eyes, as deep as the abyss.

It seems to be able to see into people's hearts and know the future.

Just a few seconds.

Hot blood flowed from the woman's eyes. She moaned softly and closed her painful eyes.

A sincere smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"He comes, he dies, the future is already determined, welcome our 'protagonist' into the trap."

“The future belongs to us.”

One hundred and seventy-four. The abacus is clanging

"Anyway, that's what happened."

Looking at the increasingly charming girl in front of him, Jing Yan chuckled and ruffled her hair, just like he did in the past.

"Master, I am going to Nanposo Province. You should stay at home and take good care of your master."

Not long ago, when Ancestor Lingxu was talking with Yunsu, Jingyan had been listening on the side.

He knew very well that what the ancestor said was true - the God King Hongjun was dead, and the relatively balanced top combat power between the God Clan and the Demon Cult collapsed. The two races with a blood feud would inevitably go to war again, and the entire continent would be ignited, with no place spared.

The same is true for Qiu Shui.

He is no longer the same person as before.

In the past, there was nothing in the world that he needed to pay attention to. At the beginning of his journey through time, this world was just the beginning of an unfamiliar journey for him.

He doesn't need to worry too much and can do whatever he wants.

But now it’s different. He has experienced a lot of things, has people he cares about, things he cares about, and things he can’t let go of.

He didn't want this to fade away.

Therefore, he must take on responsibilities that match it.

This trip to Nanposo Province to attend the Millennium Ceremony of the Demon Cult Pope is an indispensable opportunity. He wants to see the bigger world and get to know those powerful people who can truly influence the development of the continent.

Wen Youqing was wearing a turquoise long dress, sitting upright, her skirt spread out like a blooming bouquet. She rubbed Jingyan's wrist with her eyelashes, treating it as a game and having a lot of fun.

Feeling the warmth of her master's palm, the girl blinked.

"No wonder the ancestor didn't show up at the Ascension Conference. I waited for so long in vain. It turns out that he was at Master's place."

She puffed up her lips and looked unhappy.

Jing Yan smiled bitterly: "I heard about your performance at the Ascension Conference. You stole the spotlight. The whole Qiushui was discussing you, the senior sister from Qingzhu Peak."

"So what!" Wen Youqing moved closer and stared into his master's eyes. "That's how it is. How can anyone join our Qingzhu Peak? And I was not wrong. When I formed the elixir, I was only...only...ten years old?"

"Nine and a half years old. You still have six months until your birthday."

Jingyan replied.

Wen Youqing has grown up, she is already seventeen years old.

Thinking back to the time when I insisted on taking her in as my apprentice, when was that?

He was lost in memories.

I recalled that small town nestled in the mountains and beside the water, next to the bamboo house hidden in the mountains.

Wen Youqing never stops her pace. There is liveliness and innocence in her eyes, and everyone who sees her will be infected by her.

However, the girl's remaining gaze will always remain on him.

Even now it is like this.

It's just a child's curiosity - Jingyan thought so before and still thinks so now.

Looking back, she was only seven years old, a little girl who couldn't even touch his waist when she jumped up.

In a blink of an eye, ten years had passed and she was right in front of him, and he could touch her face with his hand.

Time is really magical.

"Master, you remember it so clearly!"

There was a hint of surprise in Wen Youqing's clear eyes. This was her truest side that she would never show to outsiders.

"You really care about me!"

The girl said happily, with stars twinkling in her eyes.

"Yes, Master has always cared about you."

Jing Yan couldn't help but smile as he looked at Wen Youqing who was pretending to be cute in front of him.

Tang Jiusheng told him what happened at the Ascension Conference today. Tang Jiusheng recounted to him everything Wen Youqing did at that time, and lamented that Qingzhu Peak was really an unlucky place, and that the master and disciple had been unreasonable from generation to generation.

The key point is - the aura that Wen Youqing showed at the beginning was definitely not something that could be faked. That kind of aura could only be developed after walking through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Tang Jiusheng was shocked.

Fortunately, she didn't do anything out of line and didn't even kill anyone in public to liven up the atmosphere.

If that were the case, Tang Jiusheng would be in trouble.

But Wen Youqing obviously misunderstood. Her high spirits froze a little, and she thought about her master's words, "Master has always cared about you." For a moment, her mind was distracted and her imagination was wandering.

Master, is this... hinting something to me?

Jing Yan did not notice the strange look in the girl's eyes. He continued:

"You handled the Ascension Conference very well. At least I think it's okay. You will be a qualified adult in the future, but you must remember what I taught you and don't be blindly arrogant."

Jing Yan said with some concern:

"You have great talent and your training progress is very fast, but you must not be complacent. Remember, there are always people who are better than you."

"Uh-huh."

Wen Youqing nodded, not listening carefully to Jingyan's words, still immersed in his own fantasy world.

"During this period, your Junior Sister Luo Li went to Zhongzhou to participate in the Equipment Refiner Competition and was unable to handle the affairs of Qingzhu Peak. And I, the Master, also had to go far away to Nanposo Province. There were only you and Patriarch Yunsu at Qingzhu Peak."

Jing Yan thought of Yun Su and sighed: "Don't have any expectations of your master. You can basically ignore her. So in reality, you are the only one left in the entire Qingzhu Peak. Can you handle the affairs of Qingzhu Peak?"

"Hmmm...ah?"

Wen Youqing, who was nodding, was stunned and asked in surprise: "Master, are you leaving Qingzhu Peak?"

"So you didn't hear anything I just said?"

The scriptures say that one should act angry on purpose.

"Hehe, Master, you know I'm stupid, so I forget." Wen Youqing stuck out his tongue, trying to get away with it.

"So, Master, what did you just say?"

Jing Yan sighed helplessly: "Master, I have to go to the demon clan. This is the task that Patriarch Qiu Shui gave me. I cannot shirk it. Do you understand?"

"Demon Cult?"

Wen Youqing blinked, his mind quickly recalling memories of the "devil cult".

She was afraid that her master might be in danger.

Fortunately, in Wen Youqing's memory of his previous life, nothing major happened this year, and the millennium coronation ceremony of the Pope of the Demon Cult was also held perfectly.

It shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Wen Youqing pondered.

But...I always feel a little worried if Master goes out alone.

After all, the last time Master went out alone, he brought back Mu Yunning. This time when he goes out again, he won’t bring back another person, right?

Judging from Master’s appearance, personality, and background...it’s very likely!

No, no, this kind of thing is not okay!

Wen Youqing hurriedly shook her head - although in her impression the Demon Cult was not dangerous this year, the past was the past, and the present was the present, so it was better to be careful!

It is her responsibility, Wen Youqing, to protect her master!

From a certain perspective, as long as she can follow her master to Nanposo Province, there will be only the two of them along the way, which is a godsend opportunity to improve her favorability!

The clever Wen Youqing thought so.

"So, take good care of yourself and your master. I, your master, will be back soon." Jing Yan rubbed Wen Youqing's hair again and said with a smile, "Did you hear that?"

"Uh-huh."

Wen Youqing nodded pretending to be obedient, but there was a gleam in his eyes.

The little abacus in my stomach is jingling loudly.

One hundred and seventy-five. You traitor!