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

Wen Youqing didn’t know why Ji Siye hated her master so much. She just felt that Ji Siye seemed to have experienced something. Perhaps before her rebirth, she had seen and heard more information than she did.

"Yeah, long time no see."

Ji Siye took a deep breath, leaned on the railing of the bell tower, looked at the houses that stretched as far as the eye could see in the distance, and a hint of confusion appeared in his deep purple eyes.

“It’s been almost twenty years.”

She said so.

"Want to go back and take a look?"

Wen Youqing leaned in her direction and said, "Go back to Qiushui and have a look."

Ji Siye was silent for a moment. He did not answer the question of whether he would go back or not, but just asked a question.

"Are you the only disciple of the master?"

"No, your most hated little green tea Luo Li is here too, but she has recently gone to Zhongzhou to participate in the weapon refiner trials. You know that although that guy is full of bad intentions, his talent in weapon refinement is obvious to all."

Wen Youqing raised an eyebrow and said cheerfully, "And Li Lingshang, you don't know, she's rich now, she's always acting like a peacock, I get annoyed when I see her showing off her wealth, isn't it just the Shanhai Chamber of Commerce, it's not a big deal to be rich... I also bought a lot of things from her for free in my previous life."

As she spoke, her voice became smaller and smaller, until finally she could only mutter strange words under her breath.

A smile appeared on Ji Siye's lips involuntarily. She just felt at ease spending time with Wen Youqing. Even listening to her saying bad things about others was interesting.

"Look, we are just missing you. If you come to our Qingzhu Peak, we can get four people to play mahjong, and we don't have to suffer the pain of being short of one person."

"I don't want to play mahjong with you. Luo Li always cheats, and Li Lingshang will flip the table when she can't stand it. As for you——"

Ji Siye glanced at Wen Youqing, hesitating whether to say this -

“Sometimes I don’t even understand the rules, and even if I win I don’t feel any sense of accomplishment.”

But after thinking about it, considering that Wen Youqing would bite people when he was angry, he did not say this sentence, but instead gave a high emotional intelligence response.

"Master Sister's skills are too advanced. I can't understand them."

"hey-hey."

Wen Youqing scratched his head and smiled: "It's okay actually."

If this sentence was said by someone else, Ji Siye might think he was being sarcastic, but this sentence was said by Wen Youqing.

Based on Ji Siye's understanding of Wen Youqing, she really thinks that her skills are very good, so Ji Siye could only sigh helplessly, thinking that since she is like this, why not indulge her?

So, the rebuttal words that I had been thinking about for a long time were still not said out loud.

"Oh, oh, how's your training progress?"

Wen Youqing put her hands on her waist and said, "Don't look at me like this, Senior Sister. I have already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage. It won't be long before I can cultivate to the Divine Transformation stage. This speed is much faster than in my previous life... By the way, what is your current cultivation level?"

“I just achieved a breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation stage two months ago.” Ji Siye spread his hands and said calmly.

Wen Youqing choked.

She paused, her voice a little incredulous: "This... is so amazing."

"Yes, because it seems that apart from practicing, there is nothing else worth doing for me."

Ji Siye said.

It sounds easy to say this, but in fact, only Ji Siye himself knows the hardship involved.

Her demonic bloodline is extremely pure, and her talent for cultivation is not bad, but compared to geniuses like Wen Youqing and Luo Li, she actually has no advantage.

The breakthrough from Nascent Soul to Spiritualization is not something that can be achieved overnight. The gap involved is as huge as a drop from heaven. Ji Siye was able to cultivate to this level in such a short time. In addition to her experience in her previous life, it was also due to her efforts in this life.

Her life was just a straight line between training and the Demon Palace. Occasionally, in her spare time, she would climb up the clock tower and quietly empty herself.

"It's hard work, isn't it?"

Ji Siye originally thought that Wen Youqing would envy her, or ask her if she had taken any rare treasures to improve her cultivation so quickly, but she never thought she would say such a thing.

"You must be very tired. Thank you for your hard work."

The corners of her lips, which were originally raised, tightened for a moment, and her eyes looking into the distance didn't know where to look for a moment. This state did not last long, and her hands that were tightly gripping the fence suddenly lost their strength.

A soft smile appeared on the girl's face, soothing and relaxing.

"Fortunately."

"Then you should take a rest."

Wen Youqing moved closer to Ji Siye. Although she was older than Ji Siye, Ji Siye was much better developed than her. His height alone was half an inch taller than her. Especially when she wore Siming's luxurious and neat long boots, Wen Youqing could only look Ji Siye in the eye when she raised her head.

She reached out her hand, smoothed the girl's hair, and looked into her eyes seriously.

"You can't be impatient when cultivating. You need to stabilize your mind, otherwise you will have inner demons in the future... You need to learn to relax appropriately."

"..."

Ji Siye was distracted for a moment.

This reminded her of her past life.

Although Wen Youqing, as the eldest senior sister, always has some bizarre and unrealistic ideas, in fact, she has really fulfilled the duties that a eldest senior sister should perform.

She would attentively check whether her junior sisters' buttons were buttoned in the cold winter, prepare gifts for them on every holiday, carve their heights on the tree, watch them grow up little by little, and be genuinely happy for them.

Even Luo Li, who had the worst relationship with Wen Youqing, actually indulged her in her heart. Luo Li was just being tough with her words and acted as if she and Wen Youqing were incompatible.

In fact, as sisters in the same school, they have always had a good relationship. Whenever someone dares to bully any one of them, the rest of them will rush forward to stand up for the bullied person.

So, when Wen Youqing came to her and gave her worried advice, Ji Siye's thoughts returned to the past.

It was good once, but it can never go back.

She shook her head and held the hand that Wen Youqing extended.

"I know. It's okay."

The eldest sister’s hands were soft and warm, not at all like those of someone who practices swordsmanship.

But in fact, she used this soft and boneless hand to hold the sword and became the witch feared by everyone in the world.

"Oh, have you eaten well recently?"

Wen Youqing's hand was grabbed by Ji Siye. She didn't understand why he did this, so she just asked again.

"Please, I've already reached the state of spiritual enlightenment, so I can completely fast. Eating isn't important, okay?"

Ji Siye couldn't remember when she last had a meal. In order to save some time for cultivation, she never indulged in food again when she reached the Golden Elixir stage.

"How can that be done!"

Wen Youqing was anxious. She frowned, put her hands on her waist, and said seriously: "Even so, you have to eat well!"

Ji Siye: “…”

Forget it, it’s Wen Youqing’s fault for being so stupid. Since she is like this, why not be more accommodating to her?

So, Ji Siye nodded, and she planned to just get away with it. After all, who knew whether she would eat in the future?

"Listen to you."

"That's right!"

Wen Youqing smiled happily, then frowned again and asked, "You really don't want to go back to Qiushui, Luo Li and Li Lingshang miss you very much."

This statement is a lie.

Wen Youqing knew, and Ji Siye also knew, that in her previous life she had always been at odds with several of her senior and junior sisters, and only Wen Youqing, with whom she had the best relationship, was willing to interact with her in the end.

"Forget it." Ji Siye sighed and tried his best to force a smile: "Nanposozhou is pretty good."

"Oh."

Wen Youqing didn't persuade her too much. She knew why Ji Siye didn't want to go back to Qiu Shui, so she comforted him, "Indeed, the candied haws in Nanposozhou are a hundred times more delicious than those in Dongshengshenzhou."

"More than that." Speaking of this, Ji Siye smiled lightly. She still remembered that before she started fasting, her favorite food was the rice cake from Nanposo Continent.

Some dried fruits are added to enhance the flavor, such as dried dates or hawthorn slices.

The dried fruits from South Posa Island are indeed much sweeter than those from other regions.

The same is true for fresh hawthorn.

"If there's a chance in the future, I'll take you to eat the most delicious rice cakes in the entire South Poso Continent."

"Really?" Wen Youqing's eyes flickered: "Then it's settled."

"Well, I won't lie to you."

Ji Siye said this seriously.

After making this agreement, the two fell silent again.

It seemed as if the two of them had no other topics to talk about except reminiscing about the past.

This was indeed the case. They had not seen each other for so long that when they met now, they didn't know what to talk about except reminiscing about the past.

"so."

The breeze was blowing, carrying with it the fragrance of the earth after the rain and the earthy smell of grass. The smell was not pungent, on the contrary, it was quite refreshing.

Wen Youqing finally asked, "Are you really not going to go back?"

"Ah."

Ji Siye nodded, turned sideways, and said to Wen Youqing:

"You once told me this, Senior Sister."

"Everyone's fate is different. Some people are made noble and become prime ministers, while others are lonely and helpless. This is destined by nature."

"but me--"

"I want to take control of my own life."

The moment the words fell.

A white dove flew past the old clock tower, its white wings covering the sky and blocking Ji Siye's face.

Wen Youqing couldn't see her expression clearly.

One hundred and eighty-eight. Invitation

Ever since Wen Youqing left, Jing Yan has been staring at the candied haws in his hand.

Wen Youqing left in a hurry without even explaining to him, and even forgot to take the candied haws in her hand. But now, Jing Yan took a bite of the candied haws in his hand, and the flesh inside was light pink and looked sweet.

But it was a bit strange to see a grown man standing on the roadside waiting with a candied haws in his hand.

There were even children who passed by him and cried to their parents to buy them candied haws, saying that if the older brother could eat them, why couldn't they, as a child, eat them.

This made Jingyan a little depressed.

But what worried him more was that Wen Youqing had disappeared.

This is Nanposo Island. The journey is long and difficult. Wen Youqing has never been here and she doesn’t know anyone here. She disappeared in such a hurry. Did something happen to her?

Jing Yan originally wanted to chase after him, but when he thought that his disciple was grown up and had his own privacy, he stayed where he was.

He just held a candied haws in his hand, feeling depressed, not knowing whether to eat it or not.

Until a voice, old but still full of energy, came from behind him.

"Is this young friend Qiu Shui Jing Yan?"

The voice came from behind Jingyan, and no god or ghost could detect it. Even with his cultivation level of becoming a god, and always being alert to the movements of spiritual energy in all directions, he was unable to sense it in advance.

He was suddenly shocked, thinking that the cultivation level of the visitor must be in the middle or late stage of Hedao, and he might even be a cultivator in the Mahayana realm.

Turning around, he found that the person who spoke to him was a middle-aged man in a purple robe, with silver-white hair mixed in his temples, and a gold-plated purple official hat on his head.

His purple robe covered his entire body, and its style was similar to that of the great elder who called himself the "Hidden Priest", only the color was slightly different.

Under his purple robe, his body gathered into a dark mass, making it impossible to see his figure clearly, and it looked extremely strange.

"From your expression, I guess so."

A smile appeared on his lips.

"Nice to meet you. I am the Archbishop of the Demon Cult. You can call me 'Enigma'."