The Devil Fallen Fairy wants to regret and make amends? You are not worthy

Even overdoing it.

So was it really because of a dream that had never happened, a dream that might never come true, that I had come to this point, doing so many things to that boy that I had never thought of before?

Maybe...it's just an obsession.

Is it just a test of self-cultivation?

The night wind was blowing hard, making her face numb, and she didn't even notice the tiny trace of blood from biting her lips.

She didn't sleep well during this long night.

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"It seems to be OK..."

On a high seat in the sect's main hall, a beautiful woman with silver hair was playing with the demon pill in her hand, which was still red and still had a faint aura flowing through it.

This demon pill brought by the young man named Xu Qingyan is indeed a good thing.

Spiritual monsters from the blessed land are rare. After all, spiritual monsters are different from ordinary monsters. They do not have so many impurities, and are pure spiritual energy from the blessed land. Coupled with the monsters' own talent for refining spiritual energy, such monster pills can be called top-quality.

The young man actually handed it over to me so easily.

So naturally Song Xiyan was a little wary of whether there was any problem. She didn't think Xu Qingyan had the courage to target her.

But that's just her personality, full of doubts about everything in this world, especially about her own affairs. You think this world is too beautiful, and when you get cheated, you blame everyone in this world for their impurities?

She wouldn't do anything stupid like that.

This demon pill can be safely used as a tool for cultivation.

She smiled.

At this moment, a voice was heard coming from outside the door.

"Master, the outer disciple Xia Mian wants to see you!"

The person you are waiting for has arrived.

She calmly put away the demon pill.

"Come in."

Then the wide door opened.

The young man who came in was wearing a green shirt and had his long hair sticking up high, looking very handsome.

The moment she saw the other person, Song Xiyan frowned slightly.

It wasn't that the boy was so good-looking, but there was something strange about his eyebrows and his instinctive perception.

This strange look was quickly hidden by Song Xiyan.

She looked at the boy with his head bowed in a very cold and dignified manner.

"Are you Xia Mian?"

"Well... the disciple is Xia Mian."

Song Xiyan said in a cold voice, "An outer sect disciple failed the sect's exam and tried to bribe his way into the inner sect. You are ignoring the rules of the Eighteen Sword Sect..."

The first word is a threat.

Xia Mian felt the pressure doubled. She was not as shameless as Xu Qingyan, and she did not know Song Xiyan very well.

She had no choice but to follow the boy's instructions.

"I'm sorry, Master... I really want to enter the inner sect to practice. The next sect exam will be two years later... I really don't want to waste time."

"But the sect's exam is a rule. Since you lost to Xu Qingyan, you should accept the defeat. Such 'unconventional' and unscrupulous behavior will make it difficult for me to convince others even if you become an inner sect disciple."

She said this with narrowed eyes.

The pressure didn't ease at all. On the contrary, I felt my back was sweating from hibernation.

"Disciple...please forgive me, it is my fault."

Seeing the young man who seemed to be about to bow his head to the ground, Song Xiyan changed the subject at this moment.

"But you should be thankful that the person you asked for help is Xu Qingyan. Since he asked for your help... I can give you a chance. Which mountain gate do you want to go to?"

Xia Ming was in a trance for a moment.

She originally thought that the other party would continue to make things difficult for her, and she was still thinking hard about what strategy she should adopt to turn the situation around.

But the sudden change of topic made her feel like she had received an unexpected surprise.

"Lord Sect Leader..."

Song Xiyan said nonchalantly.

"Of course, you can't let anyone else know about this. This is the only time I've made an exception. I hope you understand."

"Disciple understands..."

"Okay then, which mountain gate do you want to go to?"

Song Xiyan leaned back in the chair, her silver hair neatly tied up, which looked particularly striking against her black dress.

Even Xia Mian had to admit that this woman was unique and dazzling wherever she looked.

She remembered what the boy said. Under such pressure, she had to take such a risk.

So take a deep breath.

"My Lord, I don't want to go to any mountain gate."

"Um?"

"Disciple wants to... serve the master."

This seemingly inexplicable remark made Song Xiyan burst into laughter.

"Serve me? Do you mean you want to become my disciple?"

This intention seems a bit ignorant.

Could it be that she thinks she is very good-looking and thinks she would like a boy with this kind of appearance? It seems that she is not as good-looking as Xu Qingyan.

"Yes..."

"why?"

"Because... I am not arrogant, but I really feel that if I must choose a master from the Eighteen Sword Sects, it would be a pity if it weren't for you, the Sect Master. The others are too lacking..."

Song Xiyan narrowed her eyes and looked at the other person.

"Even if you flatter me like this, it's impossible. I have never accepted a man as my apprentice..."

"The disciple is a woman."

She suddenly said this.

Song Xiyan was stunned for a moment, and she finally understood why she felt something was wrong with this young man the first time she saw him.

That's right, although the facial features look like a man with heroic spirit, and the body looks like a normal man, but... the aura I feel is so strange, it seems that it can be explained by saying that it is a woman.

"Oh... You are a woman dressed as a man, and you are trying so hard to get into the inner gate, even at the cost of bribing others. Now you say you want to be my disciple. What is your purpose? I can't tell..."

As Song Xiyan stood up, countless pressures poured down upon her.

Almost all of it fell on Xia Mian.

The girl couldn't bear it anymore and fell to her knees, as if the pressure could crush her.

Suddenly, a feeling as if death weighed on my heart.

She clenched her teeth.

At this extremely dangerous time, it seems like we are being forced to give up everything.

She suddenly felt something and thought of something.

Why should I, the third princess of the Abyssal Demon Realm, suffer such a thing for no reason? Why should I be subjected to such oppression?

One is Xu Qingyan... and the other is Song Xiyan.

If I leave the Abyssal Demon Realm, I will have no way to control my own destiny. Do I have to fall into this situation?!

A strong sense of resentment seemed to be a strange emotion welling up in my heart.

It made her mind suddenly clear.

It was as if a mysterious feeling that had never appeared before made her raise her head under such pressure.

Song Xiyan noticed something was wrong.

"Um?"

"Lord Sect Leader..."

She raised her head and looked intently at the silver-haired woman.

Song Xiyan stared at her.

Looking at the mysterious aura in her body.

Seems a bit strange.

"Disciple...I am eager to learn from the Sect Master, and I am eager to become a woman like the Sect Master...I want to stay by the Sect Master's side even if I have to be a slave. Please...Please give me a chance..."

"call."

Suddenly, it was as if a gust of wind blew past.

Just when Xia Mian felt like he was about to be crushed, all the pressure suddenly disappeared completely.

She looked up in bewilderment, as if she had just survived a catastrophe.

However, Song Xiyan's eyes sparkled.

If I'm not mistaken, this girl...

Born with a bloody body?

She clenched her hands suddenly, but the other party didn't notice.

The more shaken and turbulent her emotions were, the more cold and calm her expression was at this moment.

She even tried her best to control her voice and said a few words.

"You have a good character and great talent. Yu Nuan will be your senior sister from now on. Go find her and she will teach you how to stay by my side."

"...yes!"

A gentle breeze blew across the hillside.

A young man in white clothes stood up from the grass slope.

His eyes were calm and distant as he looked in an unfocused direction.

"Yeah...Song Xiyan, how could you miss such a natural cultivation cauldron?"

His expression suddenly relaxed.

Then he clapped his hands.

Turn around.

He was not that idle today, as an inner sect disciple he had special tasks besides cultivation.

When he arrived at the lively sect meeting hall.

It was Yu Nuan holding a sword, looking at him coldly. She had been waiting for a long time.

When the young man arrived, she threw a file to him.

"Here, this is your mission."

The Eighteen Sword Sect is a large sect in the East Sea Continent, so naturally, in addition to practicing, they also have to shoulder many responsibilities.

Otherwise, the resources for establishing the sect and the control over the surrounding areas will not be stable.

This responsibility includes helping ordinary people do some things, of course, ordinary things are not necessary.

Those who have government offices worry about this, and practitioners have too much contact with ordinary people, and thus lose the mystery and dignity that should have existed.