Help! The Psycho Male Lead of the Cultivation Novel Doesn't Abide by Male Virtue

Transmigrated into a Mary Sue wish-fulfillment novel, the system told Ji Yao: "You're that unfortunate cannon fodder; to survive, I advise you to steer clear of the original novel's mal...

Chapter 234 My feeling tells me that you should die

Ji Yao stepped back a few centimeters.

The broken bones appeared before the eyes of several people.

"So you're capable of this? Then why are you stuck in this godforsaken place?"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and looked at the stupid skull that was ready to move at the edge of the pit.

He put on a sarcastic smile.

"What? Now that the rain has stopped and the sky is clear, do you think you're okay again?"

The little skeleton head, who was about to launch a sneak attack or use a big move, suddenly froze.

Ji Yao looked at it, then turned his head to look at the withered bone flower on the ground that was broken into pieces and only a bud remained.

laughed.

"You two finally look like good brothers now."

Only the heads are left.

No one needs to be jealous of anyone.

Ku Gu Hua felt aggrieved as Ji Yao held her head and mocked her.

I thought it said that.

The female cultivator in front of him would surely be eager to take it into the territory of the Jiuli clan.

I never thought that she was talking about this and that but never mentioned the real business.

How can it shine next?

It just doesn't believe that she came all the way through the Chaos Abyss just to blow up the Mena Snow Mountain?

She must be trying to break through the first level set by the Jiuli tribe.

Then enter the territory of the Jiuli tribe to steal those exquisitely crafted puppets!

hehe.

Such greedy people have been seen many times in those broken memories.

Thinking of this, Kuguhua confidently threw the bait towards Ji Yao:

"I know where the Jiuli tribe placed their mechanical puppets!"

And Ji Yao...just looked at it speechlessly.

"Shut your mouth and answer when I ask you!"

Withered Bone Flower: Why don’t you ask!

But Ji Yao turned around and went to discuss things with Little Green Hair.

He simply threw the two brothers who had ulterior motives aside as if they were air.

Whenever Ji Yao paused, the withered bone flower thought it would be its turn next.

Ji Yao turned around and whispered to the male cultivator.

Finally, the bone flower's strong desire to share overcame its reason.

A bunch of information was thrown at Ji Yao:

"The Jiuli tribe's mechanical puppets are hidden beneath the Jiuyou Demon Spring. There are also countless natural treasures there... Most importantly, it's said that a supreme god once perished there!"

The bone flower spewed out a lot of information like a machine gun.

But Ji Yao's attention was attracted by the last few words in the sentence.

The Supreme God...Fallen?

Which god is so boring?

I actually came to this godforsaken place to spend my last days...

As his mind raced, a figure flashed through Ji Yao's mind.

Then she showed an expression as if she had been struck by lightning.

This bored God...could it be her?

Ji Yao's little brain was working very fast.

Quickly break down what has happened in the Cangwu Realm during this period of time.

The same evil energy, curse, causal line, and the wailing in the mass grave.

And the fallen gods in the Nine Nether Springs...

These fragments were constantly broken up and reassembled in Ji Yao's mind, gradually piecing together a seemingly reasonable answer.

That is... the fallen god is most likely the ancestor of the Shenmu clan.

The answer she had been looking for for a long time actually appeared in front of her in this way.

Ji Yao felt like he had won a five million dollar lottery.

However, new problems also arise:

Why would such a great God choose to perish in this place?

Why did it fall?

Why didn't anyone notice her death?

Whether it was friends in the divine world or close clansmen, no one noticed?

Ji Yao felt a headache when he thought about these problems.

She couldn't believe that such a huge divine world didn't even know whether its own staff were sick or had simply disappeared.

There is a big trick here.

Moreover, Bai Song said that their ancestor left with a monk wearing a green robe.

If this is true, then were the people who Bo Song saw at that time really their own ancestor?

Ji Yao reserved his opinion on this answer.

Maybe Ji Yao was silent for a long time.

Gu Xingzhi held her hand and gently squeezed her cold palm.

"Yaoyao?"

"Um?"

After coming back to his senses, looking at Gu Fengpi's worried eyes, Ji Yao habitually raised a soothing smile.

"Nothing."

Then he shifted his gaze to the bone flower.

"Do you know where the Nine Nether Demon Spring is?"

It began to hesitate when it came to information concerning its own life.

"Well, I can't really tell you the exact location. I'll just have to rely on my feeling once I get there."

The implication is: I will be very useful to you, so don't kill me.

Of course Ji Yao understood.

"I understand. We are all feeling animals, right?"

Withered Bone Flower quickly agreed: "Ah, right, right!"

Ji Yao waved the Green Wood Immortal Vine and caught the withered bone flower on the ground.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly to the slightly trembling flower bud:

"But my feeling tells me that you should die."

She is the best at scaring people.

Looking at the withered bones, the flower began to tremble again.

Ji Yao impatiently asked the Qingmu Immortal Vine to tie it aside.

He strode towards the little skull on the ground.

"What about you? Do you have any information that could be used to exchange for your life?"

Ji Yao's eyes were fixed on the small hole on top of its head.

This hole is where the withered bone flower broke free before.

The small hole was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Ji Yao squatted down and looked at the jade-colored skull, then stretched out his claws towards the top of the little skeleton's head.

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