Chapter 471
Facing Canglan's angry glare, Yun Mian hung on the Zhu'e Sword with puppet strings, and suddenly jumped down, staying steadily in front of Canglan without using any spiritual power.
"What do you want to do?!" The Sword Sect disciples beside Canglan held their swords horizontally and looked at her warily.
Yun Mian tilted her head and looked at the scene. After a moment, she suddenly said to Yun Kong: "Kong Kong, do you think we look like villains now?"
Yunkong: "...No, not like."
You are a villain.
Especially when your mother doesn't restrain you, you are like a villain puppy without a leash, the kind that will bite people with bared teeth.
“I like being a villain.”
Yun Mian replied without thinking, then raised her little face and smiled brightly at the people who were on guard. Taking advantage of their stunned moment, she walked around them and swaggered into the Sword Sect's mountain protection formation.
Among the group of people behind her, except Canglan, the rest all had to retrace their steps in the Sword Tomb to question their consciences during the entrance examination.
Yun Mian stepped on the bluestone steps inside the mountain protection formation, turned around and said to the few people with a smile: "I'll go in first, I hope to see you in the sect again in the future~"
With just a few words, the little girl raised the hatred level of several people to the maximum, and truly confirmed her identity as a "villain".
Yun Jin looked at her back as she ran happily up the mountain after piercing her heart, a smile flashed in her eyes. When her gaze fell on the sword sect disciple with a bitter face below, her usual cold expression returned.
As one of the few saints who have reached the immortal realm in the Sword Sect, Yun Jin only needs a sword energy of his own to start the path of self-examination in the sword tomb at any time.
After waving his sleeves to send several disciples to the starting point of the Road of Self-Searching, Yun Jin looked at Canglan, the only one left there.
It had only been a few days since they last met, but as senior and junior sisters, their relationship did not seem to be very harmonious.
Canglan still looks well-behaved in front of Yunjin. At least he looks several times more well-behaved and sensible than Yunmian, who stole a sword, ran away from home, and committed murder and arson.
"Third Senior Sister..." The little boy with three heads tall bowed to Yun Jin with a pure and innocent look in his eyes. "That day in Duobao Pavilion, I couldn't bear to see the child end up like that, so I rashly used my parents' savings to buy her. I didn't expect that by accident, we turned out to be a family. There were many misunderstandings that day, and I hope Senior Sister won't blame me."
After saying this, he bowed deeply and sincerely, lowering himself to the point where no one could make fun of him.
With such a sincere and genuine explanation, anyone who sees Canglan's sincerity would probably believe him a little bit in their heart.
Unfortunately, he was facing Yun Jin.
It was Yun Jin, who was born lacking in emotions, cold-hearted and emotionless, but could hear what he communicated with the system.
He was originally the only protagonist of this continent, and is now the youngest saint to ascend to the immortal realm.
Therefore, he bent down and couldn't straighten up for a long time.
The sword energy as heavy as a mountain pressed down his small body. Just when Canglan's face flushed and he was trembling all over and was about to kneel down towards Yun Jin, the cold female voice without any emotion finally sounded in his ears.
"I told you to take care of yourself."
"Don't come near me again, or I will sacrifice your blood to the evil sword."
Completely crushed by the sword force, Canglan struggled to maintain a bent posture and was unable to stand up. For the first time, he truly felt what it meant to feel like every second felt like an age.
Not until the strong and heavy sword energy on his body dissipated did his legs, which had been holding up for a long time, finally go limp at the knees, and he fell down in a panic, kneeling in front of the sect.
Amid the sound of his own rapid heartbeat like a drum, he raised his head with difficulty, and stared with bloodshot eyes resentfully at the figure that was disappearing into the distance on the mountain path.
The heroine, the girl of luck, ghost pupils, immortal fate...
"It is detected that the host's emotions are fluctuating too much. Do you need an injection of sedatives?"
"No need!" Canglan refused coldly, then gasped for breath, gritted his teeth and got up from the ground. Amid the shocked whispers of the gatekeepers and passing disciples, he hurried away with his head down.
"Mianmian, we just bullied the protagonist. According to the plot, he will probably come and slap you in the face soon."
Yunkong squatted on top of the child's head with a worried look on his face. He spoke in a tone that seemed to show he had seen through the secular world.
"Oh, maybe not only you will be slapped in the face, but also your mother. Do you know what the most well-known routine in the world of immortal cultivation is? It's that villains come one after another, and after beating the younger ones, the older ones come. After beating the older ones, the whole family will be offended. When the family is about to be destroyed, some super awesome ancestor appears.
The most exaggerated thing is... so many powerful characters, when facing the protagonist, will be like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandfather, one after another to give up their lives, and send the entire family tree to be used as a stepping stone for the protagonist to upgrade. "
Yunmian: “…”
She felt that what Yunkong said made sense.
So in a blink of an eye, the child ran up to a certain saint, grabbed his wide sleeves, and while ruffling them, he asked with sparkling eyes whether there were any ancestors in the family who were not dead but were about to die.
Yun Jin was silent for a moment, and then nodded slightly in the expectant eyes of the children: "Yes."
Yunmian: "Wow!! Mom, can you let him come out now and fight with Canglan?!"
If the enemy is crushed in advance, no matter how powerful the protagonist is or how many golden fingers he has, he will probably not survive, right?
In the world of children, there is no such thing as the old bullying the young. They all know that the other party will eventually destroy the entire family, and not even a dog's life will be left in the family tree. If they still care about respecting the elderly and loving the young, then they have a problem with their brains!
Then she was rejected by her mother who had a problem with her brain.
The kid put his hands on his hips unconvinced: "Why? Aren't the weapons used for fighting?!"
Yunkong, Yunjin: "..."
If the ancestor of the Yun family heard what she said, he would probably be so angry that he would die on the spot.
Yun Jin ignored the little guy's unreasonable behavior, but after receiving the message from the leader, she carried the lively little Mianhua and teleported to the Sword Sect's meeting hall in an instant.
As soon as she appeared, Yunmian attracted everyone's attention.
They were all communicating with their spiritual consciousness and thoughts. Yun Mian originally couldn't hear what they were saying, but she couldn't help herself because she had a cheating device, Yun Kong.
"Mianmian, they said that you were the one who took the immortal seed away."
"They also said that you look very much like your mother. Maybe your mother forced some male cultivator to give birth to your child."
"Wow, they're starting to discuss whether your non-existent father will go to the Sword Sect to demand an explanation!!"
"Mianmian, look to the left. That old man with a white beard looks very serious. Do you know what he is talking about? He is actually discussing with the sect leader whether or not to secretly go find your non-existent father and ask him to give up fighting with your mother for the right to raise your child!"
"And this, this, the old man with black beard actually wants to take you in as his apprentice. But he's not attracted by your talent, Mianmian. He just wants to be on the same level as your mother, because he's over 500 years old, and he's still one generation younger than your mother in the sect!"
“Hiss, they actually have a group chat, secretly discussing with your mother whether or not to use the name of the Sword Sect to protect you. But if so, you will still be in danger if you leave the Sword Sect, unless you never leave the Sword Sect for the rest of your life…”
"And more..."
As soon as Yunkong entered the room, he started muttering to himself and acted as a messenger. So all the sect leaders and elders in the hall who looked like immortals thought they were very serious and respectable, but they didn't know that a certain ball of light had betrayed them completely.
And Yunjin inevitably listened to everything.
Yun Jin, who was always calm and composed with few emotional fluctuations, closed her eyes silently. Perhaps she wanted to block her ears that heard everything. Now when she looked at these familiar elders and clan leaders again, it was difficult for her to treat them with the same impression as before.
Especially a certain elder who was gossiping about Yun Mian’s non-existent father.
The telepathic communication took only a moment. When Yun Jin led Yun Mian to the center of the hall and stood still, the elders who were chatting excitedly also quieted down.
But the look he cast on Yun Mian was much sharper than before.
In a trance, Yun Mian even felt like she was in a forest of ten thousand swords, surrounded by sharp sword energy, and it seemed that if she was not careful she would be cut and bleeding all over the ground.
"Master." Yun Jin nodded slightly to the person at the top.
I don’t know why, maybe it’s because he and Lin Chenfeng had cheated Yun Jin several times in the past, so every time the sect leader sees Yun Jin, he feels guilty.
With a light cough, the sect master looked gently at the little girl who was looking at him curiously with her head tilted up. A smile slowly emerged in his eyes, and he said in a gentle voice: "Is this the little girl from before? I haven't seen her for five years, but she has successfully transformed. This kind of talent is rare in the world."
"Uncle, do you recognize me?" Yun Mian was not afraid of strangers.
"Of course I recognize her." The clan leader smiled and waved at her: "Come here, uncle."
Yunmian subconsciously looked up at her mother.
Yun Jin nodded slightly at her.
"Then mom, please wait for me here obediently~" Yun Mian opened her little hands and hugged her mother's waist and abdomen. After giving her a worried reminder, she let go of her and turned to run towards the clan leader uncle at the top.
"What does mom mean?" someone asked curiously.
Yunmian stopped, turned around and answered proudly: "That's what mother meant. I was planted by mother herself!"
He never mentioned how he had wasted all his mother's treasures because of his greed.
But everyone here is a witness...
Yun Mian scratched his head, simply ignored the teasing looks, ran up to the clan leader, and smiled at him: "Uncle, why did you call me over here?"
The clan leader smiled and gently swept the whisk across her eyes.
In just a moment, Yun Mian felt that his hearing and eyesight seemed to have become much sharper.
The ignorant child was stunned. He stared at the other person with his mouth slightly open. After a long while, he touched his eyes blankly and rubbed them, his head full of question marks in confusion.
"Is this some kind of magical magic?"
After she asked, she touched her unchanged head and managed to dig out a sentence from her incomplete memory:
The immortal stroked my head and gave me eternal life.
"It's just some little tricks." The Immortal Sect Master smiled and shook his head, easily skipping over the question and asking her, "Has Saint Yunjin ever given you a name?"
Yun Mian was still a little dazed. She nodded and then quickly shook her head when she heard the words.
After realizing that her expression was inaccurate, the little girl puffed up her face and said sullenly: "My mother hasn't given me a name yet, but I have my own name."
"My name is Yunmian, Yun means brocade, and Mian means cotton."
Today, in countless worlds, Yun Mian finally clearly understands the true meaning of her name.
It's not marshmallows or clouds, it's just following another person completely. Apart from that, there is no special meaning.
The next chapter will be a slap in the face.
I promised to update Xingxing, but not only did I not update, I even updated Mianmian late. I am guilty!
Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade:
1 White Wolf;
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
Sylvia 54 bottles;
salf, a touch of melancholy, and the state of mind 20 bottles;
2 bottles of inkstone;
Weeds 1 bottle;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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