I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

As for many of the details, well, there are no details about this in the book at all.

Nangong Ruyun said: "This has to start with the civil strife in our Xianyun Sect."

Thanks to her story, Zhao Kangping also learned a lot of details that were not written in the book.

When Nangong Ruyun was competing for the position of the Holy Maiden of the Xianyun Sect, there was an opponent who was equally powerful as her.

However, the other party's mother was the previous clan leader. Originally, this woman should have a greater chance of winning, but her bad behavior even made her mother dislike her.

In this way, the woman missed the opportunity to become a saint.

But the problem is that many people in the sect support this young master, and they have formed a force around him.

When the old sect leader was around, they didn't dare to act rashly.

One year, the old sect leader died from a heavenly calamity because he failed to break through the Void Refining Stage.

Nangong Ruyun, who was traveling outside, hurried back to Xianyun Sect.

But she was still a step too slow. The young lady modified the old sect leader's will and, with the support of her followers, secretly appointed herself as the new sect leader.

They even accused Nangong Ruyun of being doomed to fail and that she was the one who brought death to the old sect leader.

In fact, this rumor has been around for a long time. They said that Nangong Ruyun was an orphan who lost her parents when she was very young. She was taken home and raised by an elder of the Xianyun Sect, but that elder died later.

In reality, these were all lies fabricated by that group. Nangong Ruyun's parents died of old age due to their ordinary talents. The elder who accepted Nangong Ruyun as his disciple died during an adventure in a certain ruin.

But these events happened a hundred or two hundred years ago, and many of the people involved are dead, leaving no one to testify for her. So, what they say is what they say.

The group even brought out the divination that a well-known fortune teller had made for Nangong Ruyun, which said that Nangong Ruyun would bring disaster to the Xianyun Sect. If she became the sect leader, the Xianyun Sect would be destroyed in the future.

In a sense, the fortune teller was right.

But Nangong Ruyun is the authentic saint of Xianyun Sect, and she should inherit the position of sect leader.

Thus, civil strife in Xianyun Sect began. One faction supported Nangong Ruyun, while the other supported the young master to succeed to the throne.

As a result, the Young Master faction, which had more people, won, and Nangong Ruyun was defeated, but she was not killed.

Instead, he was imprisoned in the Xianyun Sect's Youchi Cold Prison.

That is where the Xianyun Sect exiles death row prisoners. It is located at the bottom of a deep pool. This prison is the darkest and coldest place in the Xianyun Sect.

Countless people were thrown here after making mistakes or failing to fight for power.

Nangong Ruyun got an opportunity here. She found a piece of tattered cloth on a skeleton, which recorded a very amazing ice-attributed skill.

Called the "Taiyin Xuanbing Jue," this technique was incredibly sophisticated, far surpassing even the Xianyun Sect's inner teachings. If Nangong Ruyun could master it, she could single-handedly defeat the rebellion.

At this point, Mu Wanyi suddenly interrupted and said, "Senior, you are so bold! You dare to practice such a martial art that comes from unknown sources."

Nangong Ruyun: "I had no other choice at the time. The prison was extremely cold. If I didn't practice this technique, I would have been refined by the formation in the cold prison sooner or later. Only by tempering my body to be as cold as ice could I survive the cold prison."

"This technique is indeed extremely powerful, but it also has a fatal flaw. If you want to reach the highest level, you must abandon human emotions. However, there are too many things I can't let go of, so I tried to rely on my understanding to fine-tune the technique."

"I made some minor modifications to the technique based on my own insights, which enabled me to reach the highest level. However, just when I thought I had succeeded, I realized I had oversimplified my thinking. Ultimately, my practice went awry, causing a continuous accumulation of cold poison in my body."

"But I no longer cared about these things. After I achieved great success in my magical power, I broke out of the cold prison, killed those rebels, and ascended to the position of sect leader."

"At first, my problem wasn't serious, and I could still suppress the cold poison with my own cultivation. But as time went on, the accumulated cold poison in my body became more and more serious. In the end, I had to freeze myself to survive. It wasn't until I had an opportunity not long ago that things started to improve."

She didn't mention Lan Ruoyu. This was an agreement between her and her best friend not to reveal any information about her.

"I didn't expect there would be so many power struggles in the female cultivators' sect." Mu Wanyi sighed.

"No, where there are more women, there are more troubles." Nangong Ruyun disagreed.

Xianyun Sect is a female-dominated sect, with everyone from the Sect Master to the servants being women. Some say that three women make a drama, and with this sect composed entirely of women, it would be strange if there weren't a lot of drama.

After listening to it, Zhao Kangping also felt that Aunt Yun had had a hard time over the years and felt even more sympathetic towards her.

It wasn't that she wanted to turn into such an ugly monster.

Various reasons had already led to such a future, but Zhao Kangping wanted to nip it in the bud.

"Auntie Yun, do you have any solution to this problem?" Zhao Kangping asked curiously.

The original book did not mention any method to cure cold poison. The desperate Sect Master Nangong was deceived when he had no other choice.

"This..." Nangong Ruyun's heart skipped a beat. She thought of her inner struggle, but she still couldn't say the full answer: "It means that we need to find several spiritual herbs that are more than ten thousand years old as ingredients to refine them into pills. But these ingredients are hard to find now."

"What exactly is it?" Zhao Kangping asked.

"It's no use saying it. If it were so easy to get, I would have been fine long ago."

"Aunt Yun, please tell us. Maybe we can help you." Zhao Kangping had just finished speaking when he felt a pain in his waist. He looked at his senior sister next to him, but she pretended to know nothing and looked innocent.

It would be extremely dangerous to obtain a spiritual medicine that is more than ten thousand years old. Even if Zhao Kangping is willing to help Nangong Ruyun get it, Mu Wanyi is unwilling to do so.

Nangong Ruyun noticed Mu Wanyi's little action, but she pretended not to see it. Instead, she said with some sadness: "No need, I have let it go. I have lived long enough, and it will be useless even if I tell you. You don't need to find medicine for me, really, it's better not to bother with such a thankless task."

What she really meant was that she had found a better medicine, so there was no need to go through so much trouble.

Zhao Kangping argued a few more times, but Nangong Ruyun was adamant and refused to tell him what those medicinal herbs were.

But Zhao Kangping felt that it was such a pity that the aunt who had accompanied him through his childhood had passed away in this way.

He turned his attention to the system, hoping that the system might be able to provide some solution.

(System, system, is there any way to treat Aunt Yun's condition?)

[Sorry, host, this system is not omnipotent and cannot help you.]

(Do you have any shopping mall or lottery function?)

[No, no, it's too complicated. I can't do it.]

(You dog system, you’re just a bunch of idiots. When I really need your help, it’s completely useless.)

[If the host feels that the system is useless to you, you can choose to uninstall it. ]

(Fuck, I can’t afford to offend you.)

Not long ago, I had a crush on that faceless system lady, but now even that little bit of goodwill has to go away.

This is a crappy system. If I ask you for help again, I will be a dog.

Zhao Kangping really wanted to save Aunt Yun's life, but he had no way.

So can I just watch her die from the cold poison in her body?

Zhao Kangping was somewhat unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

"Aunt Yun, is there really no other way to save you?" Zhao Kangping was also a little sad.

He treated her as his own relative and an elder who needed to be respected.

It's understandable that we shouldn't be sad when an elder in our family is passing away.

"It's okay, I've let it go. I just want to live out these last days." She was deeply moved and couldn't help but burst into tears again. Tears slid down her fair cheeks, but when they fell to the ground, they had already turned into ice crystals and then shattered into tiny fragments.

Of course, Nangong Ruyun felt a little guilty in her heart. She had lied to them, but in order to survive, she didn't care.

She found that even if she just stood closer to him, the cold poison in her body would become quiet.

She just wanted to gain more sympathy from him so that she could stay with him longer.

"You were just standing there talking, I almost forgot. I've been quite busy these past few days. When I'm done, I'll spend more time with Aunt Yun." Zhao Kangping couldn't find a way to save Aunt Yun, and he was a little discouraged.

But he should spend more time with her. This is the last thing he can do for her.

Mu Wanyi on the side clenched her teeth and almost ground them, but she still held back.

This woman really wanted to hit on her junior fellow apprentice, and she even said that she was the elder, but the look in her eyes was not that of someone looking at a junior.

She was clearly lusting after her junior brother's body.

The woman's sixth sense keenly saw through Nangong Ruyun's plan.

Too bad she has no evidence.

"Okay, then I want to eat the hot pot you made." Nangong Ruyun recalled the scene when she and her master and disciples sat together in Yaohua Palace to eat hot pot, and she missed it very much.

"Okay, okay, I will definitely make it for you." It was just a hotpot meal, but he made it like a bucket list, so Zhao Kangping agreed without hesitation.

"Eat hotpot? I want to eat it too." Mu Wanyi came in without any embarrassment.

Zhao Kangping: "Okay, then call Xueqing, Mengyao and the others."

Mu Wanyi: "And Qianqian."

Nangong Ruyun didn't have any objection. Eating hotpot was more lively when there were more people around.

Just then, Dongfang Jingrou came hurriedly from a distance, and she looked a little anxious.

This general manager had just come out of the secret realm and hadn't had a good rest yet, but he immediately started working on a new job.

Dongfang Jingrou stopped when she saw there were guests.

"It's okay. This Senior Nangong is my master's close friend, so he's not an outsider." Mu Wanyi said.

"Holy Lord, I brought a sample of the Eye of Surveillance here. I have sent the rest to the secret valley." She held a metal ball about the size of a coconut and presented it to Mu Wanyi.

But the latter did not accept it.

Mu Wanyi: "This is actually what my junior brother wanted."

"Yes, let me see it." Zhao Kangping said, staring at the metal ball. He didn't dare to stare at other places for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

Dongfang Jingrou frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything. She turned around and handed the Surveillance Eye to Zhao Kangping.

"It's quite heavy. It must contain a lot of precious materials." Zhao Kangping took it and weighed it.

Zhao Kangping carried the Surveillance Eye to a slightly more open area, and the three women followed him.

However, to their surprise, Zhao Kangping raised the surveillance eye high up and threw it to the ground.

Dongfang Jingrou was the first to lose patience. She said anxiously, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Mu Wanyi seemed to understand and said, "Don't worry about him. He must have his own purpose."

"It's still quite sturdy and not broken." Zhao Kangping squatted down and checked it. There was not even a crack on this thing. Not to mention cracks, there was not even a trace of white fuse to be found.

Then Zhao Kangping turned around and threw the ball to Mu Wanyi. He said, "Senior Sister, blast it away."

Mu Wanyi pointed, and the metal ball spun in the air a few times before hovering, cracking. The metal shell and various components gradually peeled away, gradually revealing a crystal-clear, transparent spherical crystal inside.

Zhao Kangping waved his hand, and the blue translucent crystal ball floated into his hand.

He turned the crystal ball over several times in his hands, his expression becoming increasingly serious. He took a long breath and said grimly, "There's a very complex formation circuit engraved inside it."

"Isn't this perfectly normal?" Miss Dongfang, who hadn't reacted immediately, turned into a supporting role. She continued, "Certain magical instruments and treasures have formation circuits engraved on them, which is how they can activate the complex functions of the magical instruments."

"Senior Sister, do you understand?" Zhao Kangping said to Mu Wanyi.

They were like an old married couple, and even though the tacit understanding between them was not expressed explicitly, Mu Wanyi immediately understood it.

"There's something fishy about Shao Yang." Mu Wanyi's mood suddenly soured. She shuddered at the thought that such a high-ranking cultivator within the Holy Land was actually an evil cultivator. This person was from the same generation as them.

She knew how long this person had been in the Holy Land, and if he wanted to leak the secrets of the Holy Land, it would definitely be very easy.

Dongfang Jingrou felt like she was listening to a foreign language when she heard them talking.

Unlike Nangong Ruyun, who was completely indifferent to these matters, Dongfang Jingrou was Mu Wanyi's confidant, and she had no idea what the Holy Lord was thinking. Steward Dongfang always felt that he had failed in his duty.

If it were someone else, Mu Wanyi would definitely not bother to explain, but Dongfang Jingrou had been with her for more than a hundred years and was someone she could trust.

So Mu Wanyi explained: "You still remember the evil cultivator who caused the turmoil in Chuanliu City, right? It was the black-robed divine envoy."

"I know that person's attainments in formation are remarkable." Dongfang Jingrou thought of the evil cultivator, and then her eyes lit up: "Do you suspect Shao Yang is the black-robed divine envoy?"

Zhao Kangping took over her conversation, "After I emerged from the secret realm, I was trapped in a cave by a mysterious individual using a formation. The formation nodes in the Absolute Spirit Area had been altered, and there's also a teleportation array underground that leads to an unknown location. All of this suggests that the mastermind behind this series of events must be someone within the Holy Land, and that person must be of high rank."

"We've all overlooked one thing before. In fact, many magical treasures use some miniature formations during their refining process. So Shao Yang must be familiar with formations. He managed to keep it a secret for so many years."

"In fact, we should have thought of this long ago. Many of our various skills as cultivators complement each other. Not only are formations used in the process of refining magic weapons, but the alchemy furnace used when refining pills is also a magic weapon, and some formations may be used when refining pills. Some formations also require the cooperation of talismans."

Many people take these monks' common sense for granted in their daily lives, but they subconsciously ignore such obvious things.

"Holy Lord, should we prepare in advance and bring Shao Yang to justice?" Dongfang Jingrou asked.

But Mu Wanyi shook her head and said, "No, we still lack crucial evidence. This won't solve the problem. If he has other accomplices, it might cause complications."

"Senior Sister, how about we set up a trap?" Zhao Kangping came up with an idea.

Chapter 145: Death of Xun Qianran