Zhenyang Sect.
Xiyue Peak.
"Nothing special, just ordinary."
Ye Xiyue looked at the words that appeared on the sound transmission note and frowned slightly:
"Is it really not her?"
"Hehehe, Ye Xiyue, are you still thinking about Xia Qinglian? You should worry about yourself. Tonight is the tenth day, and Zheng Shengmo is still waiting for you!"
Ten days ago, Zheng Shengmo, the master of Wangyou Peak, came to Xiyue Peak and asked Ye Xiyue to go to Wangyou Peak to practice dual cultivation with him in ten days in exchange for helping her win the internal competition.
Tonight is the last time Zheng Shengmo gives Ye Xiyue.
Ye Xiyue's expression was cold: "I said, I will never go astray."
Her beautiful face suddenly changed, and her smile was cute yet weird:
"Hehe, Ye Xiyue, I have a plan that will allow Zheng Shengmo to help you win the sect competition, and you don't have to give him the red pill. Do you want to hear it?"
Ye Xiyue's face returned to its cold state. After a moment of silence, she slowly said, "Speak."
…
Midnight.
The top of Wangyou Peak.
In a huge immortal palace filled with spiritual energy.
Zheng Shengmo was sitting in his bedroom. His short, fat body had a smile on his wretched face as he looked towards the door:
“You’re here.”
The door opened, and a slender figure in moon-white slowly walked in.
She has delicate features and a cold temperament. Her slender waist sways naturally when she walks. She doesn't make any intentionally seductive movements, but she makes people unable to take their eyes off her.
Just like Zheng Shengmo at this moment, his eyes seemed to be fixed on Ye Xiyue.
Different from her usual dignified and cold appearance, at this moment Ye Xiyue had her long hair loose, her moon-white fairy skirt dragging on the ground, and she walked slowly and gracefully, exuding a natural charm.
Zheng Shengmo stood up, his eyes burning with heat, and an ugly smile on his wretched face:
"Xiyue, have you finally figured it out?"
Ye Xiyue ignored him, walked straight to the bed and lay down.
Zheng Shengmo was overjoyed and walked to the bedside. Just as he was about to move, he heard Ye Xiyue say coldly:
"I still have the Mysterious Ice Fire left by Xia Qinglian in my body, burning my meridians and spiritual fields day and night, causing my cultivation to plummet. If someone practices dual cultivation with me, they will be invaded by the Mysterious Ice Fire and their cultivation will be lost like me."
Zheng Shengmo paused and said angrily:
"Ye Xiyue, you lied to me?"
Ye Xiyue lay on the bed calmly with her eyes closed:
"I dare not deceive Master Zheng Feng. If you are not afraid of the Mysterious Ice and Fire Magic, feel free to give it a try."
Zheng Shengmo hesitated for a moment.
Naturally, he participated in the siege of Qinglian Sect.
However, Zheng Shengmo was the weakest among the six peak masters, but the most cunning. When besieging the leader of the Demon Sect and Xia Qinglian, he deliberately wandered around the edge of the battlefield.
Despite this, he still witnessed the horror of the Xuanbing Lihuo magic.
Ye Xiyue, Su Hongling, and two elders from Leijianmen and Feiyunzong besieged Xia Qinglian together, but she almost escaped.
Even Ye Xiyue and Su Hongling were hurt by her.
If Xia Qinglian had not turned back to save her master, she would most likely not have been able to kill that evil woman that day.
Afterwards, Zheng Shengmo often reflected on himself: if he were faced with the Mysterious Ice and Fire, would he be able to resist it?
The answer is ten thousand times no.
He never wanted to face such a terrible thing again in his life.
So when he heard Ye Xiyue claiming that there was still Xuanbing Lihuo in her body, his lust was immediately subsided.
Seeing the fairy niece he had coveted for a long time lying in front of him with her eyes closed, he did not dare to make a move.
After a long stalemate, Ye Xiyue opened her eyes and said calmly:
"Since you don't dare, I have another way."
Zheng Shengmo said coldly: "Speak!"
Ye Xiyue sat up from the bed, walked to the table and sat down, saying lightly:
"If you help me win the internal competition, I will help you break through to the Nascent Soul stage."
"How can you help me break through to the Nascent Soul stage?" Zheng Shengmo narrowed his eyes.
Ye Xiyue said: "You need a natural top-grade spiritual root to help you break through. Besides me, there is another person in Xiyue Peak who is born with a top-grade spiritual root."
"What?!" Zheng Shengmo looked at Ye Xiyue in surprise: "Who is it?"
Ye Xiyue opened her mouth slightly and was about to speak when her face suddenly twitched, then returned to normal and finally said slowly:
"Si Minglan."
Zheng Shengmo was startled, then sneered: "Ye Xiyue, are you just trying to fool me?"
Ye Xiyue said: "Si Minglan is indeed born with top-grade spiritual roots, but she suffered a tragedy and her inner demons were too heavy, so her spiritual roots were damaged. That's why Master never mentioned it to anyone and also told her not to show her spiritual roots."
Zheng Shengmo thought about it carefully and concluded that Si Minglan must have entered the Zhenyang Sect and started practicing at the age of eighteen. In just five or six years, she went from an ordinary body to the peak of foundation building.
With such a fast cultivation speed, he is indeed gifted.
However, the light of all the disciples of Xiyue Peak was blocked by Ye Xiyue alone, and no one noticed Si Minglan.
When I heard what Ye Xiyue said, I suddenly felt it made sense.
Thinking of Si Minglan's plump and charming body, Zheng Shengmo was actually a little excited and asked quickly:
"I heard that Si Minglan has always been unruly. Will she listen to you?"
Ye Xiyue said coldly: "I have my own way, but it has to be after the internal competition. I need Si Minglan's help for the sect competition."
"Hahaha!" Zheng Shengmo laughed loudly: "Ye Xiyue, everyone says you are a fairy, but I didn't expect you to be just like an ordinary villain, destroying the bridge after crossing the river, vicious and shameless!"
After that, he narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Si Minglan's spiritual roots are damaged. Even if she is willing to practice dual cultivation with me, I am afraid she will not be able to help me break through the Nascent Soul stage."
"Transformation into divine spirit fluid."
Ye Xiyue said calmly.
"What?!" Zheng Shengmo asked, "The Spiritual Liquid? That is a rare treasure from heaven and earth. How did you get it?"
When a cultivator breaks through each major realm, he can use elixirs or natural spiritual fluids to assist.
The effect of "Divine Spirit Liquid" is to help cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage take that extremely difficult step!
Of course, the Divine Liquid alone is not enough, it also requires dual cultivation with the natural top-grade spiritual roots.
Even if that top-grade spiritual root was damaged, it would be enough.
However, the divine liquid is extremely rare. Even the Zhenyang Sect does not have it. Where can Ye Xiyue find it?
"Northern Wasteland, the Immortal's Treasure."
Ye Xiyue said lightly.
Zheng Shengmo sneered: "There are so many treasures left by immortals in the 100,000 mountains of the Northern Wilderness, and most of them have been looted. How can you find the Divine Liquid?"
Ye Xiyue said, "Recently, there are rumors that an ancient immortal's treasure has appeared in the Northern Wilds, which contains natural treasures, including the Divine Transformation Liquid. If you help me win the internal competition, I will go to the Northern Wilds to find the Divine Transformation Liquid for you. How about that?"
Zheng Shengmo looked Ye Xiyue up and down and sneered, "How can I trust you?"
Ye Xiyue lowered her eyes and said, "My cultivation has not yet recovered, so I naturally dare not deceive you. Master Zheng Feng, don't you have this little confidence?"
“Hahaha!” Zheng Shengmo laughed loudly towards the sky: “Well, the first place in the sect competition must be you, Ye Xiyue! Uncle Master wishes you a smooth journey in the Northern Wilderness!”