If we reunite, let's try another feasible method.
Night fell, the crescent moon hung like a bow, and all was silent.
Yan Huanyue was looking for a place to sit down and meditate to check her condition.
Before they even landed, they heard a series of exclamations coming from a dense forest not far away.
She hovered above the dense forest and peered through the sparse, undulating leaves. She saw several people who seemed terrified, as if they had experienced something terrible.
They were all scrambling and running frantically through the woods.
Some people were so panicked that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground, too terrified to even stand up.
He just hurriedly pulled something out of his sleeve, muttering to himself in a trembling voice.
Yan Huanyue assumed that the people were being chased by tigers, leopards, and wolves in the forest, which caused them to react this way.
Unexpectedly, under the hazy crescent moon in the sky, a pale paper figure dressed in black was following behind the group at a leisurely pace.
A copper coin was tied to the paper figure's waist with a red string.
This is... a technique of Xuanjiang.
"Aaaaaaah!"
The screams and panicked fleeing sounds made the leisurely strolling paper figure all the more eerie.
As the paper figure walked along, it suddenly looked up.
Yan Huanyue's gaze pierced through the gaps in the sparse leaves, meeting its dark eyes without any warning.
Its pale face was covered with crimson cheeks and a blood-red smile.
Perhaps it was a paper figure used for burial, because it was adorned with a white paper flower stained with red.
She held her breath and stared back at the paper figure, unsure whether it was friend or foe.
However, judging from the fact that he was chasing after the crowd, the other party did not seem to be a kind person.
Because it was looking up at the moon, a cold glint flashed in the paper figure's dark eyes.
Yan Huanyue then realized that its eyes were probably made of something like glass pieces glued together.
When it saw her, it stopped chasing after the people who were nearly scared to death by it, and just stood still in the forest watching her.
Tingnan is currently in a turbulent time. Yan Huanyue was just stabbed with a hairpin, and it is difficult to distinguish friend from foe for the time being. She also has injuries and strange marks on her body, so she did not leap into the forest.
Among those who descended from the heavens, the good ones were few and far between, and not too difficult to remember.
So Yan Huanyue simply asked the paper figure in the forest, "Which wise man invited you, sir, to be a demon immortal?"
The paper figure remained silent as a cool breeze swept through the forest, causing its paper garments to rustle.
Yan Huanyue frowned and said, "Your Excellency..."
The paper figure under the trees then slowly said, "I was invited by the Sky Patrol Division. Which sect do you belong to? I have been here for two or three days, how come I have not seen you before?"
Yan Huanyue recognized the voice as that of the demon immortal whom Lu Shenchu had worshipped.
However, what she didn't quite understand was that they had clearly met before, and that the demon immortal had even transformed into a small snake and climbed onto her shoulder during the Mingdezong's Suihan Secret Realm trial.
But why does it seem like she doesn't recognize her at all now?
If you don't know her, then why did you look up at her for so long?
Yan Huanyue supported the stiff Lü Aolan with one hand and made a hand seal with the other, saying, "I am a disciple of the Tianyan Sect. I am new here and do not know why the immortals are chasing those people?"
The paper figure's voice seemed to come from a great distance, giving it a somewhat hazy and indistinct quality.
It showed no sense of familiarity with her, and simply said in a calm and indifferent tone:
"It was arranged by the Sky Patrol Bureau. I cannot speak of it casually for the time being. Please... please forgive me, fellow Daoist. If you go to the Sky Patrol Bureau, someone will naturally tell you."
Yan Huanyue frowned slightly, not quite understanding why they would invite a demon immortal to scare people when the corpse demon was causing chaos. Wouldn't this just make things worse?
However, Senior Brother Ning is also here, and the Sky Patrol Division has also sent people here. There must be a reason why they chose to do this.
She gave it a deep look, then made a hand seal, preparing to immediately head to the place where the sect members were gathered.
Seeing that she was about to leave, the paper figure spoke in a strangely gentle tone, "The temporary Sky Patrol Office set up here is in the west of the city. Fellow Daoist... are you pregnant?"
Yan Huanyue didn't know what to say, her stomach churning uncontrollably.
She was beginning to feel a slight pain and needed to find a safe place immediately to check on the situation and inform the patrol headquarters about the abandoned village, asking them to send someone to deal with it immediately.
Thinking of this, she didn't linger any longer and simply said, "Thank you."
After saying that, he took Lü Aolan and, with a hand seal, flew straight towards the west of Tingnan City on his sword.
The paper figure remained where it was, standing blankly in the wind, its paper clothes rustling loudly.
this……
But……
Could it be...?
For the first time in his life, he was so stunned that he didn't know what to think. His mind was blank, and only an indescribable shock surged within him.
Do they already have a child?
Although he doesn't think he would easily choose to have children, he has already done many things in the past that he thought he wouldn't.
As he gradually regained this understanding, a feeling of overwhelming joy surged up, making him slightly dizzy, and everything was shrouded in a dreamlike mist.
His paper clothes fluttered in the wind, and he suddenly realized that the scene was too eerie.
My sudden appearance just now may have startled her a little. Will it affect the child?
he......
She had already tried her best to suppress the joy of suddenly reuniting after being separated for so long, and she was rather indifferent and aloof. She probably didn't even realize that he knew her.
Thinking back to how her lower abdomen had been slightly swollen earlier, he felt ashamed that he shouldn't have selfishly chosen to go into seclusion at this time; otherwise, he would have told him something, more or less.
It must be because his previous behavior had made her feel disheartened, and because she was in seclusion, she had no chance to speak.
He had been busy trying to find a solution for Tingnan's matter and had neglected those few jade coins for many days.
Today's reunion was a sudden wake-up call; his irresponsible forgetting of such an important matter is indeed somewhat unforgivable.
We need to investigate those jade coins thoroughly as soon as possible and find the memories we've hidden away.
However, another relatively urgent task also came to mind: what name should we give our child?
Several words with good meanings flashed through my mind in an instant, but none of them felt quite right.
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When Yan Huanyue arrived at the Xuntianliao, Ning Wuyang happened to be out and not in the liaison office.
Lu Shenchu was not in the dormitory, so the only person she knew was Ji Linsong, whom she had met before during the reign of Emperor Mingde.
Yan Huanyue initially thought that Ji Linsong was also on good terms with Tan Guiyi, that he was Tan Guiyi's "brother," and that he unconditionally trusted Tan Guiyi.
However, it was later discovered that this person only had doubts about Yan Huanyue's experience in the secret realm. Overall, Ji Linsong was a very perceptive and alert person.
However, this time she dragged a stiff, living person over, and she was heavily pregnant. As soon as she crawled here, not only did the people left behind in the dormitory turn their heads, but Ji Linsong was also quite surprised.
Upon seeing her for the first time, he asked, "Why are you six months pregnant? Did the Tianyan Sect send you here as well?"
Yan Huanyue leaned Lü Aolan against the wall and explained, "Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand. I'm here to take the entrance exam for the inner sect. The child in my belly isn't a baby, but rather the result of an attack today."
He added, "I urge you to immediately inform the person in charge of the monastery that there is a deserted village more than fifty miles from here. There, someone is using a 'foolish' person to perform 'clothing' rituals, luring and imprisoning women to feed the blood and energy of abnormal fetuses. After they are born, they are sold to the world. They are surely using this method to introduce abnormal infants into the world. Their scheme is quite ambitious..."
"I have put everyone there into a deep slumber. I request that all fellow Daoists from the Celestial Patrol Bureau proceed there immediately..."
The ripples in her abdomen grew larger and larger, and her face instantly turned deathly pale. Beads of sweat poured down her forehead like rain, yet she still endured the pain and said:
"The soul of the culprit in this matter is sealed within this woman's body. Fellow Daoist... do not harm this woman. You must first have someone extract and seal that wisp of troublesome soul before you can continue the interrogation."
Ji Linsong didn't know why she had become so weak in the blink of an eye, but he realized that what was in her belly was related to her experience, and that the news she brought was of great importance and could not be delayed.
He first helped Yan Huanyue to a guest room in the Xuntianliao, and then summoned several cultivators with good cultivation levels, sending them to the place Yan Huanyue mentioned to check the situation immediately.
He stayed there, took Yan Huanyue's pulse, and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "What is this thing?"
Despite the pain, Yan Huanyue began to perform a magic hand seal, her divine sense sliding along her spiritual meridians into her abdomen. There, a large worm wrapped in its placenta was rolling around under the bulging skin of her abdomen.
Through the placenta, she couldn't even feel that it was sucking her blood essence.
It's grown to this extent in just a few hours...
Yan Huanyue withdrew her divine sense. Before Ji Linsong could say anything, she raised her hand and cut a bloody gash on the left side of her abdomen, pulling out the still-growing placenta and throwing it to the ground.
She gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound the whole time, her body drenched in cold sweat as if she were taking a bath, but her expression was unusually resolute and sharp.
Ji Linsong was startled upon seeing this and quickly fed her some medicine, then used his spiritual power to protect her wound.
Yan Huanyue waved her hand weakly and said, "Thank you, fellow Daoist."
As she spoke, she still managed to apply medicine and bandages to herself, her face completely pale.
After Ji Linsong helped her tidy up, the placenta on the ground started rolling. Inside, a large worm slid along with several thin legs covered in bristles, drinking the water out of the placenta because of hunger.
Yan Huanyue laboriously sat cross-legged and made a hand seal, saying, "I'll leave it to you, fellow Daoist."
After saying that, he circulated his spiritual energy to nourish his own spiritual meridians.
Yan Huanyue woke up groggily in bed to the sound of heavy rain outside.
This is in her room at the Tianyan Sect.
Pei Xuanzhi was still asleep beside her, breathing lightly, occasionally coughing in his sleep, which was almost inaudible against the sound of the rain.
He wasn't properly covered by the blanket, so Yan Huanyue quickly tucked him in. Suddenly, she heard a noise by the door, and the door was opened.
The main house in the courtyard of the Tianyan Sect was a small three-bay house. The main entrance faced the central hall. She and Xuanzhi lived in the east side room, and the west side room was where they usually washed up.
Logically speaking, she should only be able to see the main entrance from her bed in the bedroom, separated by a screen and beaded curtain.
But the front door was right next to her bedroom. She was sitting on the bed and saw a naked child with disheveled hair looking at her with a chubby face.
The child looked like he had been caught in the rain; his whole body was dripping with water, and his hair was wet and stuck to his head.
Yan Huanyue squinted at him for a while, then looked at him with loving eyes and called out with a smile, "Whose child are you? How can you be so adorable? Why don't you come in and take shelter from the rain in this heavy downpour?"
The child's tender voice said, "My sister and I were playing in the clouds when the wind and rain got stronger. We saw that you had a roof over your house where we could take shelter from the rain, so we ran all the way down from the clouds. But my sister is stuck in the clouds and can't get down."
Yan Huanyue turned her head and glanced at Pei Xuanzhi, who was fast asleep. She pinched him under the quilt, but he didn't wake up.
So Yan Huanyue smiled at the boy and said, "It's too cold outside, and the wind and rain are strong. You're not wearing any clothes. Come here first, and I'll come and get your sister later."
The child hesitated for a moment on his round face. After a clap of thunder, a torrential downpour began.
He toddled into the room with his short legs, buried his head in her arms, and mumbled, "I was scared..."
Yan Huanyue picked him up and tucked him into the blanket, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier.
The child, huddled under the covers, asked, "Where's my sister?"
Yan Huanyue rubbed her eyes sleepily and said softly, "You go first, Xuanzhi and I will go pick up my sister in a bit..."
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Ning Wuyang had just returned from her patrol when she heard that people from the Tianyan Sect had arrived. She heard that Ji Linsong seemed to address her as Fellow Daoist Yan.
Ning Wuyang guessed that his solo trip to Tingnan at this time was related to the inner sect trial, and that he had no other intentions besides wanting to see Yan Huanyue.
But the people they met on the way told him that the woman from their sect seemed to be in bad shape. She had returned alone with big news and had been attacked, and something was growing in her abdomen.
She had only been there a short time when she turned pale and almost fainted; those who had been called by Ji Linsong to make arrangements saw this.
Ning Wuyang felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this.
The inner sect trials of Tianyan Sect are known for their tight schedules. Normally, if she were to come for the trials, she should have arrived in Tingnan by yesterday night or noon today, having traveled day and night from the sect.
But she only just arrived, and then she was ambushed...
Ning Wuyang pushed through the crowd and flew to the guest room where Yan Huanyue was staying. As soon as he entered, he saw her sitting cross-legged on a small couch, her abdomen wrapped in a white gauze soaked with blood.
Her head was drooping, which was not a normal meditation posture at all.
A huge, multi-legged insect, wrapped in some kind of skin, was rolling around on the ground.
Seeing her head drooping while meditating, Ning Wuyang assumed she had already died.
In an instant, all color drained from his face, and he cried out in a sorrowful voice, "Yan Baoying! Don't be so heartless as to leave your senior brother behind! Think of Junior Brother Pei back home! My poor junior sister, how could you be so cruel..."
Yan Huanyue was awakened by that heart-wrenching scream. Still half-asleep, she asked, "Who? Where? What happened to Xuanzhi?"
Ji Linsong wanted to laugh, but it wasn't the right time, so he lifted his robe, bent down to look at the large insect on the ground, and said with a straight face, "She was injured, but not seriously."
"Senior Brother Ning."
Yan Huanyue rubbed her face. She hadn't slept for three days and three nights. She hadn't expected that after being injured and exhausted from circulating her spiritual energy, she would actually fall asleep sitting here.
Her gaze skipped over Ning Wuyang and went to the thing on the ground wrapped in the dried placenta.
Even though she had been removed from her body, just a strange placenta and worms could cause something to appear that made her have these dreams about children.
No wonder those women could look at the terrifying placenta on their bellies and the enormous fetus with such normalcy and smile so lovingly.
When Ning Wuyang saw that she was still alive and well, his heart, which had been in his throat, was finally at ease. He breathed a long sigh of relief, as if he had survived a disaster.
He dragged his slightly unsteady steps to her side, took her pulse, and asked, "What happened to the injury on your stomach?"
Despite the pain, Yan Huanyue maintained a calm expression and said, "I cut it myself just now and pulled that thing out."
Ning Wuyang clicked his tongue in astonishment and asked, "What exactly happened?"
Yan Huanyue was too weak to speak, so Ji Linsong told Ning Wuyang about the matter of using the placenta as a womb.
Ning Wuyang's expression grew increasingly grave as he listened. Looking at the insects on the ground, he said, "This matter is extremely serious. I wonder how many children like that have already been sent away. They may appear normal now, but I fear their schemes are far-reaching..."
Ji Linsong picked the insects out of the amniotic sac from the ground, put them into a large box, sealed it, and placed it next to Yan Huanyue, saying:
"I've already sent people to clean up the mess... It's sucked up a lot of your life force, so eat it while it's hot."
Yan Huanyue's expression was somewhat indescribable.
Ning Wuyang choked up for a moment and said, "How about I grind it into powder and mix it with water for you to drink?"
Yan Huanyue pressed one hand on the lid of the box and said, "Alright, stop talking! Let's keep it for now. Senior Sister Han keeps a few cranes outside her courtyard. We can just let them have it later."
Ji Linsong said, "You're too particular. If it were me, I would definitely use a magic spell to absorb it dry."
No matter how she thought about it, Yan Huanyue felt a little disgusted whenever she remembered the worms with their bristly claws thrashing in the pus.
Ji Linsong said to Ning Wuyang, "Achu and the others have many ways to handle things. Did he come back with you? Ask him to come over and ask him."
Ning Wuyang thought about it and realized it made sense. The Xuanjiang Sect was full of treacherous and evil arts, and they would stop at nothing to absorb anything that was beneficial to them. It shouldn't be difficult for them to drain an insect dry in a rather sophisticated way.
Ning Wuyang immediately got up and went out to find Lu Shenchu.
As soon as they stepped out of the gate, they saw Lu Shenchu dressed in purple under the cover of night, carrying a cold white paper lantern painted with copper coins in one hand and a bronze Sanqing bell in the other, with a paper figure on his back, walking back.
Even from a distance, you could hear the jingling and rattling of the copper coins on his belt.
When Lu Shenchu saw Ning Wuyang from afar, he called out, "What? A disciple of the Tianyan Sect's leader is personally greeting me?"
Ning Wuyang hurried forward, wanting to take the lantern from his hand and get closer to him, but Lu Shenchu dodged her.
Lu Shenchu, holding a lantern, explained, "The little immortal had a lot of fun scaring people tonight, and his spirit is a bit unstable. He needs to be guided by this lantern, otherwise he will immediately float back to his original form."
"Furthermore, with this lamp lit, people without spiritual power won't be able to see the paper figure on my back, so as not to ruin the plan."
Ning Wuyang laughed and said, "Impressive skill."
Upon hearing this, Lu Shenchu's eyes darted around, and he asked, "What? Do you need something from me?"
Ning Wuyang said, "No wonder Fellow Daoist Lu is so intelligent. No wonder the Zhou family invited you to Xiling."
Lu Shenchu laughed and said, "It's all thanks to the little immortal's abilities. Without it, how capable would I, Lu, be? Have you marked those people's homes?"
Ning Wuyang nodded and said directly, "There's something I need your help with."
Lu Shenchu chuckled and said, "No problem at all. We Xuanjiang people have a heavy burden. Since we have the support of the immortals, we naturally have to provide for us well. I don't need anything myself, it's just that..."
He shrugged as he spoke, and the paper figure on his back stirred.
Ning Wuyang said, "I'd like to ask you for a method."
Lu Shenchu generously said, "Alright, tell me what's going on, and I'll see how it goes. Let me make this clear from the start: if it's going to be troublesome, money and spirit stones will be a must. I'm only waiving the deposit because we've had a pleasant working relationship these past few days."
“Of course.” Ning Wuyang invited him to walk inside, saying as they went, “I have a junior sister who just arrived. She had something removed from her abdomen, and I’d like to ask how to replenish the blood and energy that thing drained from her…”
As Lu Shenchu walked and listened, suddenly the rope on his shoulder lurched, and the paper figure on his shoulder fell to the ground with a "thud".
He looked at the hemp rope tied around his shoulder, only to find it had snapped.
The souls of little immortals are usually very light, so how did they suddenly become so heavy?
It seems that trying to scare people tonight really hit the mark with this ancestor; his spirit is so unstable, sometimes light, sometimes heavy.
Lu Shenchu put down the paper lantern, picked up the paper figure again, and said to Ning Wuyang while holding the lantern, "Was it cut open from her belly? A child?"
Ning Wuyang said, "Of course not."
Then he briefly recounted what Ji Linsong had just told him to Lu Shenchu, and concluded by saying:
"She was about to take that silly girl away when she was ambushed by the 'clothed person.' It's estimated that there were insect eggs inside the hollow hairpin, which grew in half a day and sucked a lot of her blood essence."
Lu Shenchu felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason. He touched his thin neck and warm hand, and clicked his tongue, saying, "Why use such a dirty trick?"
As they spoke, they arrived at Yan Huanyue's room.
Upon entering, one could see Yan Huanyue leaning against a wooden box, deep in thought, her expression slightly grave.
Ji Linsong was observing the woman standing against the wall. She had a yellow talisman stuck between her eyebrows, her eyes were closed, and she was motionless.
As soon as Lu Shenchu went in, he said, "I heard it's an insect. I have an idea: deep-fry it, sprinkle it with salt and pepper, and it'll be crispy and taste pretty good."
The thought of cutting it out from under her abdomen and then eating it back made Yan Huanyue want to vomit. She didn't even want to absorb it from a distance, let alone put it into her stomach.
Therefore, she merely glanced at him lazily and said, "Thank you so much for your method, Fellow Daoist Lu."
As he spoke, his gaze passed over Lu Shenchu and landed on the paper figure behind him.
It really was the paper figure with black paper clothes and glass eyes that I had seen tonight.
Why did it act as if it didn't recognize her at all?
Lu Shenchu said, "How about I add some fruit and juice it for you? Or make it into soup? Actually, if you close your eyes and gulp it down, it's not a big deal."
Seeing that Yan Huanyue remained unmoved, he sighed, "Tsk, you guys are much more particular. We Xuanjiang people eat anything—snakes, insects, rats, ants—as long as it's profitable. This little immortal even devours evil demons and monsters; he has quite the appetite... By the way, perhaps it has a way. Why don't you ask it for help? I just don't know if it'll agree..."
The paper figure that had been silent all the way behind finally spoke, saying only calmly, "Okay, I'll think of a way."
Ji Linsong and Ning Wuyang couldn't help but glance at them sideways.
Aside from some crucial matters, the demon immortal whom Lu Shenchu invited rarely spoke after his descent into the heavens.
It possesses the arrogance unique to demons and immortals, never greeting anyone as it comes and goes, let alone offering to help anyone.
Lu Shenchu couldn't help but chuckle to himself. How come this usually aloof and distant old devil is still so worthless?
You need to discuss payment with the demon immortals.
Just as Yan Huanyue was about to offer a few spirit stones, the paper figure said in an unusually gentle tone, "If you don't like it, you don't need to consider absorbing the blood essence stolen by the insect. Let's find another feasible method."
As she spoke, a wisp of white smoke drifted out from between the paper figures' eyebrows and circled around Lü Aolan.
Then, with a gentle mist, he enveloped Yan Huanyue's body and said in a calm voice, "It was this demon who ambushed you while wearing clothes. Now, taking half of its soul is compensation. Leaving half of its soul is enough for interrogation."
While others didn't think anything of it, Lu Shenchu suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
The little deity would never touch others like this; he would only tumble people down in mid-air. He would never gently envelop anyone like this.
Does transmitting a soul require this? Why didn't it just now gather around that girl who was being punished by standing against the wall like this?
This was practically him tightly embracing Yan Huanyue in public.
Yan Huanyue was quite surprised by its actions, but she remained calm and seemed unaware of its frivolous behavior, which made Lu Shenchu's expression even more stiff.
She was enveloped in white smoke that was sometimes light and sometimes heavy. The cool moisture seeped into the blood-stained white gauze around her waist and brushed against her wounds, sometimes light and sometimes faint, as if breathing on her skin.
She didn't find it strange; she only felt that the lost vitality was gradually being replenished, and the wounds were itchy and beginning to heal.
Ning Wuyang bowed and said, "Thank you, Immortal."
Lu Shenchu looked helplessly at Ning Wuyang. What are you thanking me for? It could have easily suggested that you do it yourselves. That would have been far more innocent than it doing it itself!
But he opened his mouth, then fell silent again.
As he watched Yan Huanyue's face gradually flush with a rosy hue through the smoke, Lu Shenchu finally gritted his teeth and was about to raise his hand to ring the Sanqing Bell when the white smoke spiraled upwards like a snake and left Yan Huanyue.
The voice of the spirit in the smoke came from afar, faint and unclear, "Director Ji."
Ji Linsong raised his hand, made a hand seal, and bowed, saying, "What guidance do you have, Immortal?"
White smoke swirled slowly in the air. "What are your thoughts on the news Miss Yan brought back?"
Ji Linsong said, "Naturally, we should conduct a thorough investigation and find out if there are any other strongholds."
Upon hearing this, Bai Yan said, "From the perspective of the demon race, mixing these children into the crowd is a long-term strategy, and there will inevitably be a lot of turmoil in the future."
"But there's another point: searching for and finding people is bound to be very costly for humans. If the abnormality in the infants can be resolved and they can become normal people, would you still eliminate those children?"
Yan Huanyue said, "The immortals' intention is to use this method with the least expense to create the most abnormal people, and by using the consumption of finding and resolving abnormalities, they want to involve most cultivators in dealing with abnormal people, thus weakening the human race's internal cultivator strength?"
The white smoke swirled in the opposite direction from where it had been, as if acknowledging Yan Huanyue's words.
Ji Linsong said with a wry smile, "One wave subsides and another rises."
Ning Wuyang asked, "May I ask if the demon immortal has any methods?"
Bai Yan said, "Since I can devour half of that evil demon's soul without any effort, I can also devour the demon seed. The Xuanjiang lineage is most profit-oriented, and with readily available food and drink, they will not restrain themselves from eating."
He only hinted at it, leaving the implied meaning for Ji Linsong and Ning Wuyang to figure out on their own.
Ji Linsong not only heard its implied meaning, but also understood the very root of the problem that led it to make such a suggestion.
"I've heard that the elders and leaders of several major sects have invited several powerful demons who have been living in seclusion to come out of the mountains?"
White smoke swirled slowly, cascading down like a waterfall onto the small couch beside Yan Huanyue's knees.
“I have also heard that there are several seniors from the earliest period when Xuanjiang established its methods. At that time, Xuanjiang’s reputation was not what it is today. I think the seniors probably wouldn’t be happy if Xuanjiang’s actions were first questioned as evil demons.”
Ji Linsong said, "Of course, we are also thinking about actively restoring Xuanjiang's reputation, and this is an opportunity."
Bai Yan said, "On the day of the grand funeral, Lu Shenchu must be among those who carry the coffin and assist the spirit."
Ji Linsong said humbly, "This is also the result of our consideration, but those evil cultivators who have descended from the heavens..."
Bai Yan said calmly and indifferently, "We will clean house as soon as possible."
Lu Shenchu knew perfectly well what benefits he had received and what mission he was carrying. He couldn't help but cough and straighten his clothes.
"Little immortal, from now on, the two of us will be proper upright people."
Yan Huanyue lowered her eyes to look at the white smoke swirling on the eaves of the couch beside her knees. It was a white, soft cloud, and she could inexplicably feel that it was lying there watching her.
Yan Huanyue knew that this demon immortal meant that all sects and the Sky Patrol Bureau needed to support the Xuanjiang faction to grow stronger and reverse its reputation. They were fully willing to cooperate with the righteous path to handle a large number of trivial and complex rear-area issues.
Within their Xuanjiang faction, they will also begin a large-scale extermination campaign in a short period of time to hunt down evil cultivators of Xuanjiang and evil demons who use Xuanjiang to bring disaster to the world.
But she had no idea about the grand funeral, the coffin-carrying and other such things he mentioned afterward.
When her gaze fell upon Ning Wuyang, Ning Wuyang smiled and said, "Junior Sister Yan, once you enter Tingnan, you've entered the examination hall. Tingnan is your exam paper; you need to listen and read to find the answers yourself. Are you looking at me like that, expecting me to give you the questions?"
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