Chapter 30: Give the appendix cut off by Tang Sanzang to Qin Shi Huang, so that he can achieve immortality

In just a few months, Qingyun Peak has grown from just Yu Zimo to four people. Although it is not as popular as other peaks, it has gained some popularity.

Even the half-man-high weeds were cut off by the sword.

But looking at the dog-gnawed appearance, one could guess that it was caused by Ye Yiyi's sword practice.

At this moment, the four people gathered in front of the stone table. The air was inexplicably bleak. A gust of wind blew away the withered yellow leaves, making the feeling even more desolate.

As Ji Chen's direct disciple, everyone must participate in this cultivation competition.

It seems that... here only Yu Zimo's cultivation level is worth mentioning.

The remaining ones were Yun Shuili who had never practiced cultivation, and Ye Yiyi who had just established her foundation.

And this half-baked, useless snack of hers, looks good, but it's empty inside when you poke it.

Jiang Jiu thought for a moment and felt despair.

Don't mention it, it's quite like that. Yu Zimo is the powerful Sun Wukong, Ye Yiyi is the insignificant Sha Monk, and Yun Shuili is the powerless Tang Monk...

What about her???

'No, no, no, what I just thought doesn't count!'

Jiang Jiu tried desperately to get this thought out of his mind.

"Don't worry, fellow disciples. If you can't defeat us, just admit defeat. If Master asks, I will take the responsibility alone."

Yu Zimo was as considerate as ever, as if he could see through Jiang Jiu's inner concerns.

"Big Brother, there's no need to think like that. Junior Sister Jiang Jiu is so strong, it will definitely not be a problem for her to win first place in the competition."

Ye Yiyi's speech, which was filled with the aroma of tea, made Jiang Jiu's forehead bulge with a "井" shape. This heroine had to cue her every day.

"If Junior Sister Jiang Jiu is very strong, can Junior Sister Yi Yi win?"

Yun Shuili's eyes were wet and her tone was innocent.

Ye Yiyi looked at Yun Shuili in disbelief. Why would such a beauty help that piece of ice to fight her?

It was she who helped clean up Yun Shuili's yard yesterday...

"I'm only at the Jindan stage, so don't place high hopes on me."

Jiang Jiu finally said these words of clarification, and almost burst into tears.

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As a result, the three of them turned to face Jiang Jiu at the same time, as if she had just said something extremely outrageous. Even Ye Yiyi, who had always been against her, thought that Jiang Jiu was talking nonsense.

"Junior sister, there's no need to be so modest."

Yu Zimo spoke first.

"Really? Brother, you can use your spiritual sense to detect it yourself."

Jiang Jiu had a blank expression on his face, thinking that finally someone could prove that she would not ascend to heaven without a disagreement.

"Isn't this... bad?"

Yun Shuili was a little hesitant.

"fine."

Jiang Jiu didn't care. She was just trying to detect her cultivation level. Even if Yu Zimo really had bad intentions and was misusing her spiritual sense, there was nothing special about her.

Bai Ze's long spear can become invisible, so even he is the Ghost King and cannot detect it.

Jiang Jiu obediently stretched out her slender white wrist. She knew that even if Yu Zimo was the Ghost King, he would still be curious about a magical existence like her.

Sure enough, although Yu Zimo was silent for a moment, he still reached out and placed his hand on her wrist.

"Then I have no choice but to offend my junior sister."

Yu Zimo's body temperature was very low. The moment Jiang Jiu touched his skin, he relied on his strong willpower to not pull his hand back. It was too cold.

Time passed minute by minute, and Jiang Jiu looked at Yu Zimo with anticipation, hoping that he could become a witness to dispel the rumors.

As a result, Yu Zimo just withdrew his hand silently with a complicated expression.

"Junior sister, don't tease me. I can't find out your cultivation level."

Jiang Jiu's expression was blank.

“???”

Isn’t this different from what we agreed?

"I'm really in the Golden Core stage."

Jiang Jiu didn’t know what to say. Yu Zimo couldn’t even detect her cultivation level?

The air fell silent again. Although they didn't speak, the expressions of the three people were almost as if "disbelief" was written on their faces.

"The vision is obvious to all. Even if Junior Sister wants to be modest and not undermine the confidence of other disciples, there is no need to do so."

For some unknown reason, Yu Zimo spoke to Jiang Jiu earnestly.

“…”

A mere ghost king couldn't even measure the cultivation level of a human like her in the Jindan stage.

Jiang Jiu began to suspect whether Yu Zimo did it on purpose, trying to mess with her mentality.

"Isn't this revenge for me refusing to let him practice together?"

Jiang Jiu was in a state of confusion, but it was useless to argue now, so he could only remain silent.

"Just live! Who could be as unlucky as me?"

In the end, the meeting ended with Jiang Jiu and the eldest brother taking on the responsibility of being the head of the sect.

Jiang Jiu naturally did not accept it, but the weak protest of a social phobia was almost non-existent in the eyes of ordinary people.

...

Jiang Jiu now truly understood what it meant to be trapped while sitting at home.

I can't even sleep peacefully.

Jiang Jiu finally calmed himself down from that ridiculous meeting and lay down on the bed, ready to have a good sleep.

I was pulled into a dream by a ball of darkness.

"What are you?"

Jiang Jiu looked around blankly, not knowing where he was, but the black fog in front of him seemed a little familiar.

"I am the embodiment of good fortune, Jupiter."

Jiang Jiu subconsciously wanted to look inward at her Dantian. There was also an auspicious sign living in her life-defining weapon, but it was still dormant.

Otherwise, you can call it out to communicate with it and chat about whether it has snatched away the other party's merits.

"I don't believe it."

Jiang Jiu said calmly.

She really didn't believe this. How could the auspicious sign of a good family be pitch black in color, with an ominous aura all over the body?

"you!"

The familiar feeling of fuming and glaring, feeling helpless and furious, made Jiang Jiu more and more certain that this thing could not be a good omen.

"Humph, youngster, how dare you not believe in the power of this God."

"In that case, I will grant you one wish. When you wake up, you will be able to confirm whether I am the real Jupiter."

Because in the dream, ginger wine began to let itself go.

She pondered for a moment, then a light bulb lit up in her head and her wish came out.

"Go and perform an appendectomy on Tang Monk, and give the removed appendix to my charming ancestor, Qin Shi Huang, to help him achieve immortality."

"Give him the world map again, and I want the foreigner dead."

The dark figure that called itself Jupiter stopped moving, as if it had stopped thinking.

Time passed minute by minute, Wujimahei still didn't say anything, Jiangjiu sneered with disdain on his face.

"I knew you couldn't do it, yet you still call yourself a god. It's shameful."

The black fog couldn't stand Jiang Jiu's ridicule and immediately expanded to twice its size, looking very angry.

"Hmph, young man, I don't know what you are talking about for now, but if you lend me your body, it will be easy to fulfill your wish. Wealth and status will be at your fingertips, and cultivating to become an immortal will be no problem."

Black Mist suppressed his anger and spoke in a persuasive manner.

As a qualified modern person, Jiang Jiu is the last to buy into this, and in his dream, without the constraints of facial paralysis, his facial features start to fly around.

She couldn't control the mockery on her face at all.

"Look at this cake. It's big and round. You want to get something for nothing? That's wishful thinking."

"Anyway, I won't lend it to you."

Black Mist had never met such an obstinate human being before, and it couldn't even understand the wishes she put forward. What were these things like "appendix", "Tang Monk", "Qin Shi Huang", and "world map"?

Not to mention achieved.

This is the first time it has felt so depressed since its birth.

"Your method is too low-level. This is how villains usually seduce cannon fodder. I'm not stupid or cannon fodder, so of course I can see it at a glance."

Jiang Jiu shook his head and said "tsk tsk", disliking the pitch black.

"Okay, stop arguing with me and leave now. Don't say you're Jupiter. I think you're more like Tai Sui."

Jiang Jiu waved his hand, wanting to quickly drive this thing away.

Who would have thought that upon hearing the word "Taisui", the black fog suddenly exploded, leaving only the sound of shock and anger echoing in the dream, extremely harsh.

"Who are you? How do you know my identity?!"

Due to Tai Sui's departure, Jiang Jiu also woke up from his dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar house and had forgotten everything he had dreamed about.

But there was still a sharp stinging sensation inside the eardrum.

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Jiang Jiu was confused. What was going on? It felt like someone was singing dolphin tunes in his ears.