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

"Otherwise, the purpose of my inviting you to dinner is simply to make you commit suicide?" Ji Qixue curled her lips: "The price of a palace dinner is very expensive."

"Then the jewelry you gave to Wen Youqing is said to be a pendant that seals the soul of the Mad Pope..."

"Oh, it's just a lie."

Ji Qixue said: "In fact, there is nothing in it, but it is the key to our completion of the plan."

"We must first take the opportunity to film the images that deceive history and deceive the soul of the Mad Pope before the pendant breaks, and inject them into it. When the Mad Pope wants to open it and release that soul, we will deceive her."

Jing Yan: ".......So, this is all your plan, right?"

He glanced at Ji Qixue and felt that the woman in front of him who had no cultivation at all was so terrifying—not because of her cultivation, but because of her human nature.

"That's right, but at the moment, everything seems to be going well." Ji Qixue blinked: "Including you."

"......That's good."

Jing Yan took a deep breath and asked the question that concerned him most.

"So, where is the soul of the Mad Pope that has escaped from its shackles?"

"Who knows?"

Ji Qixue spread her hands:

"Probably just stay beside your good disciple, guiding her in the form of some kind of 'teacher', 'spirit', or 'grandfather'."

"after all--"

Ji Qixue stared at Jing Yan with her deep purple eyes and said slowly:

"Even she herself may not realize that she is actually the missing soul and spirit of your disciple Wen Youqing."

275. My Male Lead

The Mad Pope slowly woke up.

For some reason, she fainted again.

The chains that had bound her were tightened, and she sat on the lonely throne again, watching the blood dripping drop by drop onto the quiet sea of ​​blood.

There seemed to be some resentment and hatred lingering above the sea of ​​blood. They condensed into entities and disappeared into the blood.

As if he wanted to pull her down with him.

The Mad Pope just watched quietly, her eyes somewhat empty. It was not that she was daydreaming, but she became like this unconsciously, and it had been like this for a long time.

"Ahem, Old Deng... Bah, I just said it casually, Crazy Pope, are you there?"

Suddenly, a light voice reached the ears of the Mad Pope, startling her who was about to sink into the pool of blood. She opened her eyes tiredly.

"what happened?"

"An unprecedented crisis!" Wen Youqing cleared his throat and said seriously, "The next part is the thrilling Battle Royale of Nanposo Continent. Did you see it? It feels like you haven't been seen for a long time."

"Feel sorry."

The Mad Pope smiled apologetically: "I don't know why, I was always very sleepy before."

"Very sleepy?" Wen Youqing asked in confusion: "Since when?"

The Mad Pope recalled for a moment and answered, "Probably... since the dinner party. But it doesn't matter. What do you want from me?"

"I just want to ask you if you have seen some wonderful moments." Wen Youqing puffed his lips: "Okay, since you are tired, then have a good rest."

“Thank you for your kindness.”

The Mad Pope said weakly. She looked at the girl in front of her and asked, "What's going on now?"

"how's it going?"

Wen Youqing pouted and counted on her fingers to explain to the Mad Pope:

"Right now I'm still with that big idiot Ji Siye. The escape not long ago consumed most of her spiritual energy. I guess she'll need to take some time to recover."

"I originally wanted to go north and return to Qiushui, but now the fjord is thundering continuously, so I can't pass through for the time being. Moreover, according to my inquiries, the Demon Cult has stationed many guards there, so it is impossible to escape."

"However, Ji Siye has always believed that Pope Ji Qixue is not dead, but has faked his death in some way. She now wants to go to the Holy City to collect some clues to see if she can unravel the mystery and find out what the Pope is planning."

"Holy City?"

The Mad Pope felt a pain in her head, as if the name made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Do not......"

She said slowly.

"You can't go to the Holy City. Escape. The farther the better."

As she spoke, the Mad Pope's face became paler and paler, without a trace of blood. Her lips trembled slightly and her eyes seemed to be immersed in great fear.

"what happened to you?"

After seeing the Mad Pope's strange expression, Wen Youqing was at a loss for a moment. She asked anxiously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No... I don't know either."

The Mad Pope pursed his lips.

"I don't know why this happened. I'm just... scared of what's going to happen next..."

......

.......

"So, how did you arrange things with the Archbishop?"

Jing Yan crossed his arms and asked Ji Qixue who was carving strange patterns on the star mist beside him.

"As your companion, do you know your plan and what you are going to do?"

"Ah."

Ji Qixue, who was handling things, raised her violet eyes after hearing this and corrected Jing Yan: "First of all, he is not my "companion", he is just my "subordinate".

"The only one who can make a deal with me is you. Only you are qualified to be called my 'companion'."

"If you don't have any cultivation, then don't be so high and mighty and call yourself a 'subordinate'." Jing Yan sighed, "With your personality, if you weren't the Pope, you would definitely be beaten."

"Ha, sorry."

Ji Qixue smiled and said, "It's my fault. So, let me correct it again. He was just my 'former subordinate'. Now I am just an ordinary person."

"And now you have handed over all the power to the so-called 'former subordinate'. Have you reached any agreement with him? Otherwise, with such overwhelming power, aren't you afraid that the archbishop will really try to usurp the throne?"

"You don't need to worry about it anymore."

Ji Qixue snorted coldly: "To answer your question, I didn't tell him about my plan. I only told those words to one person, and that was you."

"I just described the future scene of Nanposo Continent to him, and he obeyed me - it's up to you whether you believe it or not."

"Besides -"

"Do you really think that if he doesn't follow the established route I planned, I won't be able to punish him?"

The confidence revealed in Ji Qixue's dark purple eyes made Jing Yan slightly dazed.

"oops."

Suddenly, Ji Qixue clapped her hands, and her expression immediately subsided. She smiled coquettishly at Jing Yan and said:

"You must be kidding. Of course I have no way to punish him. After all, the archbishop is a great Mahayana monk, and I am just an ordinary person. I can't do anything. I can only pray that he still has a conscience."

"Instead of expecting me, I'd rather expect you to blow him up with one punch~"

The sudden change in attitude caught Jing Yan off guard. He no longer knew which of Ji Qixue's words to believe.

What she said was a mixture of truth and falsehood, making it hard to understand, but based on what I know about her now, she is a person with a strong desire for control, and wants everything to proceed according to the future she has set.

Jingyan did not believe that she placed all her trust in the Archbishop's conscience.

She must have a backup plan.

"So, how did you arrange Wen Youqing and Ji Siye?"

From Ji Qixue, Jing Yan learned the name of the purple-haired Si Ming, Ji Siye.

Surprisingly, Wen Youqing took Ji Siye with him during his escape. This surprised him a little and he wondered when these two children had met and how they knew each other.

"Don't worry about that, I've already arranged it!"

Ji Qixue smiled and said to Jing Yan: "Now the people of the entire Nanposo Continent who want to avenge me have gone to hunt them down. Don't worry, I will make sure they get what they deserve."

The scripture says: “???”

He was startled.

"No, what do you mean, don't release the water?"

"The bag doesn't contain water."

Ji Qixue replied with a smile.

"You seem to underestimate your apprentice's potential."

"Let's keep them busy for a while, maybe they won't have time to think about the lies I carefully whipped up."

"So, let's get started."

Ji Qixue held Jingyan's hand and looked at the picturesque mist of stars.

"My leading man."

276. Enter

"First, let me tell you what you need to pay attention to."

Ji Qixue stood in front of the star mist, looked into Jing Yan's eyes, and said seriously: "You have to listen carefully."

"You said."

Jing Yan blinked, a little uncomfortable with Ji Qixue's sudden seriousness, so he nodded, sat upright like a student, and listened attentively.

"First of all, you have to understand that you are an outsider to this star mist."

Ji Qixue pointed to the past history and said: "This is particularly important. If it weren't for this rule, even I would try to travel through this fog. It doesn't have to be you."

"What do you mean?"

Jingyan tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"To be precise, everyone has a past. If the rules are not constrained, everyone can go back to history to change something. Even if it is false, there are countless people who want to indulge in false dreams. If everyone does this, who will care about reality?" Ji Qixue rubbed his forehead: "Wouldn't the world be in chaos then."

"You have a point, so why must it be me?"

Jingyan asked again.

Ji Qixue glanced at Jing Yan and sighed:

"There are two reasons."

Ji Qixue stretched out two fingers and explained to Jing Yan:

"First, you are Wen Youqing's master, the person she cares about the most. She will naturally feel close to you, so it is most appropriate for you to create a beautiful environment."

“Second, because you are special.”

"Special?" Jing Yan frowned.

"Yes, special."

Ji Qixue continued, "Not everyone is qualified to go through this fog. You are one of the very few who are qualified. Not even me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to beg you to do this."

"why?"

"Because you have traveled through the long river of time and left your own 'water drops' in it."

Ji Qixue said seriously: "This is a pioneering work, a miracle. Although I don't know how you did it, only those who have traveled through the long river of time and left behind an anchor are qualified to return to the mist of stars."

Jing Yan paused, his eyes involuntarily looking at the "Su" sword on his waist. After breaking through the Tianmen, this sword became unremarkable and was just his sword.