I'm sure to get the luck of my fairy wife

"Flat-chested sister, save me!"

Liu Feiyan, who originally had a sympathetic look on her face, suddenly froze.

Liu Feiyan was silent for a while, then suddenly jumped up, grabbed Tushan Momo's two arms, dragged her onto the bed, and pressed her under her body.

Liu Feiyan's face was fierce, and she tore Tushan Momo's clothes into pieces: "Hehe, hehe, I want to see how a shorty like you can grow such a mean figure!!!"

"Ah! No!" Tushan Momo kicked her long white legs weakly, but she couldn't break free.

"Be obedient and let me see you!" Liu Feiyan's eyes were almost on fire.

"Oh, oh, don't forget me." Su Lanyu also smiled and touched her all over.

Not long after, the inner lining and white socks that Tushan Momo was wearing were thrown out, and from the room came sounds of distress, sweetness, misery, sobbing, and finally, screaming at the top of one's lungs.

After a long time, Tushan Momo was alone, naked, holding her tail, huddled in a corner, thinking about the greatest humiliation in her fox life, and she couldn't help whimpering.

"Master, I am no longer clean, wuwuwu..."

Chapter 3 The organization has decided it’s you!

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The morning meeting of Juejian Sect is called a morning meeting, but in fact it is just a group of elders sitting together to eat breakfast and brag.

It’s just that recently, everyone’s topic of bragging has become Xiao Wuyou.

As soon as Xiao Wuyou stepped into the hall, he heard the great elder praise him: "You are indeed Wuyou. I haven't seen you for a few days, and your cultivation has improved a lot!"

Xiao Wuyou knew that he had a special physique and his cultivation was very low. He was afraid that the elder was pretending to know something, so he bit his tongue and managed to hold back his smile: "Thank you, elder."

"Don't be modest. First, you got the Phoenix Sky Sword to recognize you as its master, and then you followed the name of our master to retrieve the Long Cang Sword. You have done two great things for the Juejian Sect. You can be said to be the most outstanding chief of the Juejian Sect in history!" Elder Wentian was also full of praise.

Xiao Wuyou smiled politely, and then was treated by the elders as if he were their own grandson and sat in a high seat in the hall.

At this time, Xiao Wuyou looked down and noticed that the three true disciples including Song Dugu were still standing there in a meeting.

Oh? A routine bragging session shouldn't require so many true skills, right? Could it be that there is really a mission here?

But Xiao Wuyou didn't think too much about it. He had done so many things recently, and it was time to take a break! The clan couldn't always let him work alone, right?

"Great Elder, you specifically called me to attend the morning meeting this time. Is there something wrong?" Xiao Wuyou was very concerned about whether he could enjoy his vacation.

He deliberately showed a tired look and stared straight into the eyes of the Great Elder, showing that he was incapable of doing it.

It's rare that there are no prophecy scenes recently, and Xiao Wuyou doesn't want to be assigned tasks by the sect again.

When the Great Elder saw Xiao Wuyou's tired and haggard eyes, he was slightly touched, but his train of thought was deviated.

"Wuyou, have you really heard about that incident?" The great elder held his white beard and showed an expression that was not expected.

"Um, what's the matter, Great Elder, please tell me in detail." Xiao Wuyou suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Rumor has it that the Nether Sword has appeared."

The Great Elder's words were like thunder in Xiao Wuyou's ears, and he was so frightened that he couldn't help but jump up.

However, instead of blaming him for being rash, the elders all smiled knowingly.

They were also excited when they heard about this. One of the lost Seven Wonders of the Immortal Sword had appeared in the world. This was a great opportunity to take back the inheritance of the Absolute Sword Sect!

The Great Elder was even more secretly delighted. Xiao Wuyou was indeed an ambitious child. It seemed that he cared a lot about the Netherworld Sword!

"Of course, this is just a rumor, but since there are rumors, we can't just ignore it. We must send someone to find out the truth."

The Great Elder spoke in a serious tone, but Xiao Wuyou could clearly feel that he was staring at him.

No, not just the Great Elder, all the elders were staring at him!

Fuck! You guys can't do this. You made a decision without any discussion? I'm suing you for exploiting the labor force!

If it were someone else, they would have been overjoyed to have the opportunity to test the true strength of the Netherworld Sword.

If the rumors are true, then this person will have the first chance to remove the Netherworld Sword, which is not only a great opportunity, but also a great chance to establish a reputation for the Juejian Sect.

But Xiao Wuyou already had three magic swords, so he didn't need this one; secondly, he didn't care about fame.

The most important thing is, if the rumors about the Nether Sword are true, then according to experience, there is likely a son of destiny where it is!

So far, I have indeed successfully reversed all the prophecies. But who knows if there will be a time when it will fail!

Now that he has three sons of luck around him, Xiao Wuyou really doesn't want to take risks outside anymore.

Besides, he has his fiancée, junior sister, and little fox lady at home, but he is going out alone? It's a waste of God's gifts!

However, none of the above reasons can be put on the table.

Xiao Wuyou thought for a long time, and finally could only hint: "Great Elder, if what you said is true, both the righteous and the evil will surely set their sights on the divine sword forged by our Absolute Sword Sect. We should send someone with good strategies to deal with them and take back the sword!"

After saying that, Xiao Wuyou looked down at Yang Wei with sharp eyes and winked at him.

My good brother Yang Wei, when I took you to the East China Sea to eliminate the monster and retrieve the Long Cang Sword, you must have become famous. Now it’s time to repay me, right?

Yang Wei was startled, and immediately stood up: "Grand Elder, regarding the matter of finding out the truth about the Netherworld Sword, I have a candidate!"

"Oh?" The Great Elder turned back reluctantly, but he couldn't ignore the other party.

Xiao Wuyou couldn't help but grin. With such a big matter as the Nether Sword, even the Great Elder would act arbitrarily, right?

If there were other true disciples recommending themselves and if they were a little more modest, wouldn't they be able to cleverly avoid this disaster?

However, Yang Wei's words gave Xiao Wuyou a hard blow: "Senior Brother previously made great plans in the East China Sea monster extermination, and played with the East China Sea monsters in the palm of his hand. I think this candidate must be Senior Brother!"

What the hell are you trying to trick me?!

Without waiting for the elder to speak, Xiao Wuyou quickly stood up and frowned to make amends: "But strategy alone is not enough."

"Since it is about the Nether Sword, there will definitely be a fight. In addition to strategy, this person must also be able to judge the situation, understand the overall situation, and be good at dealing with other forces!"

This time, Xiao Wuyou turned his gaze to Fan Tong.

You begged me to go with you to the Southwest Demon Territory to lead a team for training, how dare you stab me in the back?!

Of course Fan Tong noticed Xiao Wuyou's stern gaze and couldn't help but shudder.

What does Big Brother mean? I didn't provoke him.

Although Fan Tong was a simpleton and lacked in social skills, he knew that he had to say something nice in this situation, so he stood up and used what he had learned to praise: "Master, during our trip to the Southwest Monster Territory, we established good relationships with the Vajra Sect and the Southwest Monster Tribe. Even the current Monster King admired him and promised that the Monster Tribe would lend him a helping hand!"

"In terms of judging the situation, I think only the eldest brother can do it!"

After Fan Tong finished speaking, he smiled happily at Xiao Wuyou.

Little did he know that this flattery almost made Xiao Wuyou stupid.

"Oh, since both of you said so..."

"etc!"

Xiao Wuyou really didn't want to travel so far to be tormented by a son of luck again, so he had no choice but to play his last trump card.

He took out the Tushan Sword from his storage ring. For a moment, an extremely strong bright red demonic aura rose up into the sky, and all the sword cultivators present changed color.

The Tushan Sword has not yet been handed over to the junior master to seal, and Xiao Wuyou had not intended to make it public, but now it seems he has no choice.

"This, this is the Tushan Sword... Although I've heard Fan Tong talk about it a little, but I never thought you would really get it back?!" The great elder was so happy that his beard was about to fly, and his face was radiant, as if he had become hundreds of years younger in an instant.

Xiao Wuyou respectfully handed the Tushan Sword to him and said seriously: "Great Elder, this Tushan Sword was originally given to the demon race by our master. I also went through untold hardships and begged hard before the demon king was willing to return it!"

"I know!" The Great Elder seemed to have also felt Xiao Wuyou's hardships. He tightly grasped the Tushan Sword and was unwilling to let go even when he was stabbed by the sword energy.

"So, elders, can you please agree to one of my requests?" Xiao Wuyou pleaded.

Tushan Sword has such a great accomplishment, I just want to make one request, isn't that too much?!

"Agree! We agree!" All the elders present rushed to respond.

Xiao Wuyou finally breathed a sigh of relief, but just as he was about to say a line to decline the chance to investigate the Nether Sword, he never expected that the Great Elder would look over, wave his hand, and excitedly say, "Xiao Wuyou, don't worry. The important task of investigating the Nether Sword is none other than you!"

(This month’s extra chapter will be on 5/7. The last chapter was an extra chapter, and I forgot to write it again. Damn it.)

Chapter 4: Little Master, what are you doing? !

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Don't worry? It's me? Which ear did you hear me say I want to go?!

"Great Elder! Actually..."

"I actually know everything." The great elder raised his hand and smiled like a kind old grandfather.

"Wuyou, you care about the Absolute Sword Sect and can't wait to find the Nether Sword, but you are afraid that someone will be jealous of your contribution, so you are so modest and embarrassed to say it directly, right?"

The Great Elder's words left Xiao Wuyou speechless.

"Alas, it's hard for this child to wait for me so much." Elder Tianya sighed, his tone full of helplessness and appreciation.

Elder Lingbo also shook his head, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes: "Wuyou is still too sensible."

The elder took over the conversation, walked closer to Xiao Wuyou, and patted his shoulder vigorously: "But don't worry!"

The great elder glanced around, and a shocking sword intent burst out, shaking the entire hall: "From the elders to the true disciples, whoever dares to steal the credit of the Nether Sword from you, I will be the first to stop it!"

"Besides, everyone agrees that you are the only one who is qualified to make the Nether Sword recognize you as its master!" Turning back, the Great Elder turned back into a kind old man with a white beard: "You don't have to take out the Tushan Sword to prove your strength to us."

"I......"

Xiao Wuyou was stunned, with so many thoughts in his mind that he didn't know how to start.

Is this what I mean by taking out the Tushan Sword?! Don’t play me!

"But Great Elder, people's chances have their limits. I have already wielded three divine swords, so I'm afraid I can't handle the Nether Sword." Xiao Wuyou finally reacted and tried his best to show that he was a weak player and that he couldn't handle the Nether Sword. "Why not let Junior Brother Song..."

Song Dugu, this dull-witted guy, was even more heartless than the two previous true disciples. He shouted with a firm face: "Thank you, senior brother, but I only follow my own sword path and have no intention of mastering the magic sword!"

The Great Elder also said casually: "Don't worry, regardless of whether the rumor is true or not. Even if you fail to obtain the Nether Sword, just make sure it doesn't fall into the hands of the demons."

"That's right. The other three righteous sects will not go against us because of the Netherworld Sword. They will just give us some extra benefits." Elder Tianya explained on the side.

At this point, Xiao Wuyou was powerless to save the situation and could only force a smile and respond: "Thank you, elders, for your kindness."

Looking at the elders' expectant eyes, Xiao Wuyou felt tired.

When did their expectations of me become so high?

Is it because I took too many magic swords? Or I can just give the magic swords to the young master next time and declare to the outside world that I just borrowed the power of the young master.

The more prominent you are, the more likely you are to fall into danger. Now you still have too few cards, only a dozen drops of pink luck, and the support of the Absolute Sword Sect and the Monster Clan...

Um, it seems there is no need to be too afraid?

No, no, no, it was just a small fight before. This time, we are going to take the Nether Sword, a magic sword forged by the devil!

Good and evil coexist, and the fight will not end until one dies. I should still act with caution!

What's more, I don't know what kind of lucky boy I will meet this time.

According to experience, no matter what level of cultivation one has, as long as one encounters the Son of Luck, it will be a disaster if one does not deal with him properly. Therefore, even though he already has the three divine swords in his hands, Xiao Wuyou still dares not neglect it.

As soon as the morning meeting ended, Xiao Wuyou rushed to Juejian Peak.

I haven't had the chance to visit my junior master this time, so it's a good opportunity for me to seal the Tushan Sword and inquire about the Netherworld Sword.

Xiao Wuyou stepped into the secret realm with familiarity, but found that something was wrong this time.

The bright moon in the night sky is not as clear as usual, but instead has a hint of haze.

Logically speaking, shouldn't the weather changes in this secret realm be based on the owner's thoughts?

Xiao Wuyou went up to the attic with some confusion, but unexpectedly, the spacious reception room was empty. He walked in and found the familiar shadowy figure in front of the attic guardrail.

Her hair is as white as snow and her figure is slender, making her look like a crystal snowflake floating in the moonlight, so beautiful and unreal.

But today, the young master had his back to him the whole time, just like you know that the moonlight is absolutely beautiful, but you let the dark clouds cover it, which makes you feel a little regretful.

"Little Grandmaster?"

Xiao Wuyou's tentative question received no response, and it was only then that he realized the problem.

How could Junior Grandmother, with her level of cultivation, not notice my approach? It was obvious that she did this on purpose!

Is she angry?!

Holy shit! I actually pissed off the Grandmaster of the Absolute Sword Sect, the only sword immortal of all time? !

Xiao Wuyou suddenly took a breath and became nervous.

However, after waiting for a long time, he saw the young master standing there like an ice sculpture, frozen in place and without any reaction. Only then did he feel that things might not be so bad.