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

But in fact, her tone never fluctuated, and she didn't sound afraid at all, but rather like a joke.

No panic at all.

Jingyan was shocked.

The incident in which Yun Su cut down Tianmen happened in the realm created by the God King Hongjun. He and Yun Su were the only ones who knew about it. Taoist Lingxu might have some vague guesses, but he was not sure.

Then why is Pope Ji Qixue so confident?

"Ah? Can't it really be that he can even cut down Tianmen?"

Ji Qixue gave Jingyan the answer very quickly. She looked at Jingyan's expression and said in surprise, "I just made a random guess, but I didn't expect it to be true. Wow, your master is so exaggerated. He is indeed the sword immortal who single-handedly prevented the gods and demons from signing an agreement."

Jingyan frowned.

You know this too?

But before Jingyan could say anything, the Pope waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright. As the Pope of the Demon Cult, I must know some of the hidden secrets of the past. I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious. Do you want to have a bite of dinner? This is a lobster from the Endless Sea. It's very expensive. If you don't want to eat it, give it to me."

As she spoke, she picked up a blue lobster in front of her with a fork and enjoyed the delicious food leisurely.

He also muttered, "This damn dinner fee has to be deducted from my treasury. It's not easy to save money by living frugally all day. I really should cut the salaries of those ministers by 80%."

The sutra says: "......"

Wow, it feels like His Holiness the Pope's mental state is very unstable, and his predictive combo is so awesome that he interrupted him several times before asking questions.

No, no.

Jingyan shook his head. Now was not the time to worry about these things. He was more curious about why the Pope knew so much about Yunsu.

"What... do you know?"

Jing Yan asked.

"Know what?"

Ji Qixue blinked her eyes, chewed the food in her mouth, and answered casually: "For example, the little-known stories you and your master did in the field?"

"what story?"

At this moment, Wen Youqing slowly opened his eyes, looked at the master in front of him who was talking to the Pope, and asked with some confusion.

Sutra: "!!!"

He subconsciously wanted to use a large-scale memory erasure technique on Wen Youqing, but considering his teacher's ethics, he stopped, wondering how Su Xing could be so good at timing.

Could it be that this dog is more like the Pope on purpose?

He looked at Ji Qixue, but saw the smile that she couldn't suppress, and he immediately understood everything.

"You're awake. It's time for dinner." Ji Qixue looked at Wen Youqing with a smile and said softly, "Do you like the little story about the love between a teacher and a disciple that I prepared for you?"

Wen Youqing calmed down and woke up from his daze. Looking at everything in front of him, he thought, how could his master draw his sword with the Pope? Didn’t they get along well?

Could it be that I was deceived?

As for Ji Qixue’s problem.

Wen Youqing gritted her teeth, but because her memories involved rebirth, she didn't dare to tell her master the truth, so she swallowed her anger.

"not bad?"

She stumbled in her reply.

"As long as you're satisfied."

Ji Qixue did not continue to ask, but smiled gently and said: "As for the topic just mentioned, what little-known story is it, are you still curious?"

"What's the matter? Of course I'm curious..."

Wen Youqing's eyes were filled with gossip, and just as she opened her mouth, Jing Yan covered her mouth.

Jing Yan took over the conversation and answered seriously on behalf of Wen Youqing: "No, you are not curious."

"Oh, I'm not curious." Wen Youqing obeyed and could only nod.

Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hehe, this is really interesting."

Looking at Jing Yan's threatening eyes, Ji Qixue snorted lightly.

This master and disciple pair is really fun to watch. Their every move is within expectations, so this dinner is destined not to be boring.

Now that all the guests have arrived.

The preparations are complete.

Then.

The Last Supper, it's time to begin...

Although I have already started eating.

Ji Qixue rang the bell on the dining table, clasped her hands together, and faced the guest seats in front of her.

Said devoutly in my heart.

“It’s an honor to have dinner with you.”

"The misunderstood ancestor, the most sane... the Mad Pope."

223. "You"

Dark grey mist enveloped the surroundings, and burning candles dispersed the mist. The long table was filled with delicious delicacies.

Ji Qixue, dressed in the Pope's attire, sat at the farthest end of the dining table, praying devoutly.

The master sat next to him.

Wen Youqing rubbed his aching head, looking around with his bright eyes.

On the smooth stone wall shrouded in darkness, the Mad Pope looked quietly ahead, taking everything in.

Since coming to Nanposozhou, the iron chains that bound her have become increasingly weaker, to the point where she can sometimes leave the throne and return to reality in the form of a soul.

Although she could not interfere with any existence in reality, being able to escape from the throne and see freely during her long imprisonment was already a blessing for the Mad Pope.

She is already content.

At this moment, she was staring at Ji Qixue in front of her.

The Mad Pope couldn't see through her.

Compared to those popes who indulged themselves in pleasure and became incompetent after coming to power, or those who were treated as puppets and had no ability to exercise power, the woman in front of him was so mysterious. All her emotions seemed to be disguised, and no useful information could be extracted from her words alone.

The Mad Pope has met many people in her life and has rich experience in judging people. For most people, she can see through their thoughts just by looking at them.

Greed, anger, kindness, sadness, these emotions that humans can produce are so simple in her eyes and so easy to analyze.

But the Pope in front of her, this Pope with a very unstable mental state, made her feel alert.

A feeling that they are the same kind of people.

The other person is also a lunatic, a lunatic who can give everything to achieve her goal. There are no rules that can restrain her. What she cares about is simple, and she can give everything to achieve it.

This kind of person is extremely dangerous.

......

"Eat, why don't you eat?"

Ji Qixue looked at the vigilant master and disciple in front of her and couldn't help complaining, "Why, are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Wen Youqing was stunned, and the little emotional intelligence she had left told her to resolve the awkward situation. So she was about to say something like "How could this be?" to ease the atmosphere, but she saw her master nodded seriously.

"Well, scared."

Jing Yan said it simply and clearly.

"A particular person."

Ji Qixue was not angry either. She just picked up a piece of beef in front of her and stuffed it into her mouth, mumbling:

"You really mean what you have to say. If I really poisoned you, the atmosphere would be so awkward. Fortunately, this Pope is quite generous and will not pursue your rudeness. You must remember this, Xiao Yanzi. If you encounter such a situation that requires social skills in the future, it will not be so easy to pass it if it is not me."

The sutra says: "......"

"Oh, by the way, if you really don't want to eat it, please pass me the fish fillet in front of you. I bought it with the money from the inner storehouse. It would be a waste if you don't eat it."

Ji Qixue chewed with such enjoyment that he looked as if he was totally stupid.

"Master."

Wen Youqing tugged at the corner of Jingyan's clothes and asked in doubt, "You just hurt the Pope's brain. I always feel that she is not very smart."

Jing Yan took a deep breath and said, "I'd rather I hurt her brain, otherwise it would be hard to explain."

"Okay, okay, stop slandering me behind my back. Whispering while eating is a bad habit."

Ji Qixue interrupted their conversation and said to Jing Yan seriously, "If you don't want to eat it, give it to me. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Jing Yan was silent for a moment, then silently put the beef in front of him into his mouth and began chewing.

I don’t know why, but when the Pope became a funny guy, the psychological pressure was reduced.

Looking at Ji Qixue's resentful eyes, Jing Yan even dared to bet that there was a 98% chance that there was no poison in the food in front of him.

He wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth, coughed lightly, and asked:

"So, Your Holiness, what is your purpose in inviting us to the dinner?"

"Hey, I'm just going to say we just want to chat and talk about family matters, you guys won't believe me, right?"

Ji Qixue was choked, and hurriedly drank a mouthful of water, and said seriously: "Then you should know that our Demon Cult is going to go to war with the God Clan. Your Qiushui is a strategic location. Why don't you just join our Demon Cult to fight against the gods?"

The Sutra says: “?”

No, how can you say such words with a clear conscience without blushing or beating your heart? At least you can paint a big picture, right?

"So, Your Holiness, what can you offer?"

Jing Yan asked helplessly.

Ji Qixue hesitated for a moment.

"You know, war is very expensive, so I don't think I can provide you with any resource assistance. But it doesn't matter. I've already treated you to a meal, haven't I?"

As she spoke, she picked up a plate of wine glasses filled with juice and said, "All my words are in the wine glasses. I'll drink it first!"

Having said that, he drank it all in one gulp.

The Sutra says: “?”

Wen Youqing: “?”

No, has the art of drinking risen to the level of the Pope these days? And what you are drinking is not wine, it's juice, how can you have real feelings!

"It's not you..."

Jing Yan was so shocked that he was speechless. Even after so many years of practice, he had never seen such an unreasonable cultivator. He was even worse than Yun Su.

"How about it, have you Qiu Shui decided when to join our demon clan?"

"I am not qualified to make such a decision. Even if I have one, it is out of the question." Jing Yan shook his head: "Your Excellency Pope, you can get drunk even by drinking juice. Are you talking in your sleep?"

"Tch, stingy."

Ji Qixue muttered, "So, you don't listen when I talk to you about important matters, and you don't believe me when I talk to you about daily life. What do you want to do? Do you want me to toast you?"

The sutra says: "......."

He waved his hand: "Your Excellency the Pope, please start chatting about family matters."

"I could have just said no earlier."

As she spoke, a dark light flashed in Ji Qixue's eyes. She became interested and waved her hand gently.

In the darkness, a dark claw made of shadows slowly stretched out.

On top of the claws, there is a dark pendant, which is dark green in color and flashes with light.

The sharp claws slowly stretched out, but not towards the Pope, but instead in front of Wen Youqing.