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

Unconsciously, Ji Qixue's face flushed slightly. She slumped on the ground, not caring about her demeanor at all, and looked at Jing Yan with a smile.

"If you think I'm crazy, come and kill me. Can you try a different position this time? The one just now wasn't exciting enough."

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"I'm scared. I'm scared to death."

Ji Qixue smiled and replied: "I just know that you won't kill me."

Jing Yan frowned: "Why?"

Ji Qixue wiped her lips with her hand, placed her jade fingers on her lips, and thought:

"Perhaps, if you are really determined to kill me and cross the line, then I won't have to worry about why the former Pope Wen Youqing has changed so much."

"After all, she likes the way you stick to your heart."

Ji Qixue smiled and said, "I will never lose money."

Jing Yan only felt that everything about him was under Ji Qixue's control. She was still so calm and composed.

"Does it hurt?"

After a long time, Jing Yan asked.

"Fortunately, no one has ever dared to do this to me." Ji Qixue's tongue swept across her red lips, as if she was recalling the feeling just now, and then said: "It feels good, do you want to do it again?"

"There is a reason why your Nanposo Continent is called the Demonic Cult."

Jing Yan sighed: "When I first met you, I saw your serious look and thought that the Pope of the Demon Cult would be more normal."

"Why, now that you know the real me, your inner fantasy is shattered?"

Ji Qixue licked her tongue and said, "If you want me to look down on you like a piece of trash, that's fine. Just beg me."

"As long as you ask me, I can accept anything."

"forget it."

Jing Yan shook his head: "You are obviously capable now, why do you want Wen Youqing to take your place?"

"I told you, I know nothing about war."

"Forget it. Just keep that excuse to deceive yourself."

Jing Yan said: "I don't think it is possible to plan all of this perfectly. Those who try to figure out people's minds don't understand war. When you can figure out the other person's mind and understand what the other person is thinking, you have already won the war."

"Wow, you think so highly of me, do you want me to learn some military skills?"

"I'm not kidding you."

Ji Qixue blinked: "I'm not kidding you either."

"Tell the truth."

"Okay, okay, you are such a boring person. Why do you have such a serious face all the time?"

Ji Qixue sat up straighter and perked up a little.

"Perhaps, as you said, I can lead troops to fight, and my ability may be slightly inferior to that of the former Pope Wen Youqing, but——"

"I do not want."

"Because I'm tired and I want to rest. Is this an okay reason?"

Jing Yan was silent for a moment: "If it's you, a crazy woman, I'll believe it."

"Tsk, you saw through me."

Ji Qixue murmured.

"But this is not your only reason. The former Pope Wen Youqing is not the only one who can lead troops. There are countless famous generals. This is not rare for your Demon Cult."

Jing Yan continued: "So you must have some other reason."

"You've seen through this?"

Ji Qixue was slightly stunned.

Then he shook his head: "Okay, okay, to tell you the truth, I am just very interested in the past events, and besides... I sympathize with the former Pope."

"Like I said, her soul and spirit have not yet been reincarnated. Although Wen Youqing is the new Wen Youqing, her fate is still closely related to the past... Do you know what her fate will be?"

"She will die, if fate still involves her - although it has nothing to do with me, don't you think it's interesting?"

Jing Yan was stunned and asked, "What is Wen Youqing's fate?"

"What do you mean?"

"hey-hey."

Ji Qixue fell to the ground, her white thighs exposed in front of Jing Yan's eyes, and a smile with some ill intentions appeared on her charming face.

"What did I just say?"

"As long as you ask me, I can accept anything."

"Now, come and beg me."

Two hundred and seventy-one. Because...

"You think you're funny?"

"What about you, do you think I'm kidding?"

Ji Qixue replied. Looking at Jing Yan's gaze made him feel a little uncomfortable. The Ji Qixue in front of him was like a hunter seeing his prey - Jing Yan felt that she could control his every move.

"If you don't tell me, forget it."

Jing Yan spread his hands.

But at least, he did not gain nothing, because with a personality like Ji Qixue, the more she resisted, the more interested and happy she would become.

The solution is also very simple.

As long as it is big enough to move it around, that's fine.

"Hey, come on, are you really not curious?" Ji Qixue's originally happy expression suddenly froze: "Wen Youqing is your disciple, are you really not concerned about her?"

"Curious, but also concerned."

Jing Yan replied: "But it's better than letting you lead me around in everything."

"Tsk."

Ji Qixue bit her lip and said, "Boring."

She stretched backwards, her beautiful eyes trembling slightly, and the silk gauze that bound her body danced, revealing a little bit of her fair waist and side abdomen.

The two of them fell into a strange silence.

I don’t know how long it took.

"You really don't want to know?"

"I think so, I really want to."

"beg me."

"Suddenly I don't think much about it anymore."

"Oh, forget it, I won't bother with a little guy like you whose hair hasn't even grown out yet."

Ji Qixue finally sighed: "Let me ask you a question, do you know what kind of person can become the Pope?"

"I don't know." Jing Yan shook his head: "If you use your standard, I think one must have a bad enough character to become the Pope."

"You're starting to slander me, aren't you?"

Ji Qixue approached angrily and pointed at Jingyan's head with her soft hand: "Why are you so vengeful? I was just joking with you."

"I was just joking with you." Jing Yan held Ji Qixue's wrist and said, "Your Excellency the Pope, please respect yourself."

"Tsk."

Ji Qixue raised his head and looked up at the sky: "Well, I will tell you what fate you need to accept to become the Pope."

"In the history of the Demon Cult in Nanposo Continent, all the popes have been without a partner for almost their entire lives. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Jing Yan asked puzzledly.

"Because, when you become the Pope, what you are greeted with is not the gift of your ancestors, but a curse. The Pope is just a tool to bear this curse." Ji Qixue took a deep breath: "What the Pope needs is calm thinking, a heart that will not be disturbed by worldly emotions, and loneliness that will not be understood by others - this is a necessary prerequisite for becoming a qualified Pope, and for some special people, this is more suffocating than deadly poison."

"For example, Pope Wen Youqing, and for example..."

"I."

Jing Yan thought silently. Ji Qixue was right. Throughout the history of the Demon Cult, there has almost never been a pope who had a good ending. Abdicating in loneliness and being abandoned by everyone seems to be the best ending.

"Is there no way to resolve it?"

"some."

Ji Qixue smiled and said, "Why do you think I gave up my Mahayana body? Am I mentally ill?"

"So there is a deeper meaning behind your fake death. In this case, you have already escaped the fate of the Pope?"

"I do not know."

Ji Qixue spread her hands: "Maybe."

"No wonder your Nanposo Continent is called the Demonic Sect." Jing Yan thought for a moment and said what he really thought: "It is still abnormal."

"Nonsense, who is born to like being called a demon?"

Ji Qixue smiled and said, "We are just the abandoned children of the gods, the descendants of those who were abandoned by the exiles. How can we take root in Nanposo Continent without using some extreme means?"

"So, what does what you said have to do with Wen Youqing?"

Jing Yan asked.

"Remember what I told you before?"

Ji Qixue said slowly: "Wen Youqing's soul and spirit were left in history. This soul and spirit have been suffering from the curse of the Pope. After a long period of accumulation, these curses have reached the point where they can easily backfire on people."

"Once she accepts this soul, your good disciple will be easily devoured by the torrent of fate. However, if she continues to lack this soul..."

Ji Qixue said calmly: "How long do you think she can live?"

How long can you live?

The sutra clearly states that although Wen Youqing will not die immediately, her lifespan will be only one-tenth of that of her fellow practitioners. Those who cultivate to the Mahayana stage can live for nearly a thousand years, but in Wen Youqing's case, her lifespan will be barely a hundred years.

He originally wanted to find a way to restore Wen Youqing's soul.

But he never expected that although he found Wen Youqing's incomplete soul, this soul was a more deadly poison.

"what should I do?"

Jing Yan was silent for a long time, then asked, "Since you have mentioned this matter, it means that you have a solution to this matter, right?"

"bingo!"

Ji Qixue narrowed her eyes and asked, "How is it, do you want to ask your sister for help now?"

"......Please."

"No way, this isn't your request, it's so insincere." Ji Qixue looked at Jing Yan's increasingly depressed expression, and said cheerfully, "Okay, okay, although this is just a small concession from you, I still feel your sincerity."

"What should I do?"

Jing Yan asked Ji Qixue.

"Hehe." Ji Qixue pointed at Jingyan and said, "You have... been to the long river of time and reversed the past, right?"

Hearing this, Jing Yan was stunned, then shook his head: "I can't go now."

He was originally able to change the past because of Yun Su's "Su" sword and the inexplicable connection between him and Yun Su.

But now, even though his sword is the "Su" sword, he can no longer awaken the door to travel through the long river of time.

"I didn't expect you to change anything."

Ji Qixue smiled and said, "So, do you know why I brought you here?"