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The dawn has just come out.
Yang Yu returned to the sect with Sikong Xue, who looked very happy.
The original charm of a cold fairy was now mixed with the temptation of a mature woman. The steps taken with her round thighs became a little cramped, and slightly apart, as if it hurt a little.
"You're so mean. You tortured me so much last night that I feel tired even taking a step now."
Sikong Xue pouted and pushed Yang Yu.
Yang Yu smiled and put his arm around Sikong Xue's waist nonchalantly.
"I told Sister Xue to beg for mercy if she couldn't bear it anymore, but I don't know who sat on my waist, shaking her hips, and only said "go harder". I don't know such a lustful sister."
"Humph... Anyway, it's not my fault, it's all your fault. I've been waiting for you for eight or nine years, and my emotions exploded all of a sudden. What's wrong with asking for a little more?"
Sikong Xue's cheeks turned slightly red, and she pinched Yang Yu's waist.
"That's right, it's all my fault."
Yang Yu laughed loudly, then rushed through the sect holding Sikong Xue in his arms.
This scene was also seen by the disciples who were practicing in the morning nearby.
"Oh my god, did Yang Yu actually hook up with Sikong Xue? He actually held Sikong Xue's waist and flew around the sect recklessly in broad daylight..."
Some people's hearts are broken, and their unrequited love is shattered like porcelain at this moment.
"As expected of Yang Yu, there has not been a single peaceful day since he came to the sect. Every day there are new things about him. Yesterday he just defeated the twelve alternate seats and became the new twelve seats. Today he even hooked up with the sect's number one cold and arrogant fairy Sikong Xue. It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others."
"Stop talking, I feel like a piece of crap."
"You are useless. At least you have a Taoist partner. I don't even have a girlfriend. All I do all day is practice."
……
"Stop talking, he is a child of destiny, extremely talented, and a junior brother of Senior Sister Sikong. He is handsome, and now he is the registered disciple of the sect master. Why can't he become Senior Sister Sikong's Taoist partner?"
Some female disciples were quite dissatisfied with the remarks made by the male disciples around them.
"That's right, Twelve Xi is handsome and good at fighting. He is simply my dream lover."
Many of the infatuated female disciples have already started to see stars in their eyes.
"The Twelve Seats have their own strengths. Whether it's talent or fighting instincts, they are many times better than you. Can you please practice harder instead of just watching the show every day?"
The other thirteen candidates reprimanded the disciples under their power who were just watching the show. They were helpless and felt quite impressed.
Let’s not talk about other things for now, but for them to defeat a cultivator in the late Peiyuan stage when they were in the early Peiyuan stage, it seemed impossible no matter how they thought about it. But Yang Yu did it, and he did it right in front of their eyes. This was a blatant gap that forced them to admit defeat.
And even if they are in the top few spots, the gap between them and Ji Boxiao is actually just that small, so there is a possibility that they will be defeated if they go on the court.
Therefore, they all knew very well that Yang Yu would only stay in the twelfth seat as a substitute for a short time. In the near future, Yang Yu would definitely become a member of the thirteenth seat of disciples, and they might stop there.
……
Yang Yu had no idea that the reputation of him in the sect had completely changed, from being an audacious outsider who didn't know his place in the sect in the beginning, to now being a candidate for the twelfth seat, and being praised and admired by his senior brother.
Return to the island.
Yang Yu immediately welcomed Luo Mei's hug.
"Master, Luo Mei has found the thing called "Mortal World"."
"Really?"
Yang Yu's face lit up with joy. He didn't expect to receive such good news as soon as he came back.
"Yeah, look."
Luo Mei copied down the contents of all the books she had read last night, opened them together and gave them to Yang Yu.
The more Yang Yu looked, the more his brows twitched, and his face showed neither surprise nor weirdness.
After finishing reading, Yang Yu touched his chin, then looked at Zong Zhi again. After confirming that it was the content on Zong Zhi, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
An ancient immortal, right?
For the original people of this world, they might be a little surprised when they heard the news for the first time, but for him, this kind of thing is commonplace.
It’s better to say that ever since he started practicing, he has been wondering why there are no real immortals in this world, and now he has the answer.
The time is too long and no one cares about such things. Gradually, the fact that immortals once existed is lost in the long river of time.
suddenly.
Yang Yu frowned and his eyes fell on the last paragraph that Luo Mei copied.
"…That was part of the world that once existed. It was where the immortals once lived. But now it has been broken into pieces of secret realms that are scattered all over the world. Finally, they merged into a whole in the secret realm. And all the entrances have somehow evolved into a small village, called the Mortal World. As long as you pass through the entrance, you can enter the former residence of the immortals and obtain the immortal relics inside."
Immortal Relics...
Yang Yu pondered.
Things that once belonged to the immortals cannot be weak. In this case, even if people at that time did not touch the immortals' relics out of respect for them, after so many years, there will always be people who find a way to get in here and obtain the immortals' relics.
If a heaven-defying treasure is found, then the news will be impossible to cover up no matter what. More people will try to obtain the relics of the immortals, and then there will always be big guys who will pay attention to this kind of thing and make it a tradition that can only be visited once every few decades or fifty years. There is no way that such a great opportunity will be left there.
Yang Yu murmured a few words.
Fan, Huang, Ling, Xuan, Tian... Xian? !
Yang Yu's eyes narrowed. This word "immortal"... did it mean that it was an immortal elixir? Immortal magic and other skills all came from this immortal world?
Perhaps there are immortal-level...spiritual weapons that have never appeared before!
It has to be said that Yang Yu felt that this possibility was very likely.
However, if this is the case, then those powerful beings in the upper three realms, the best of the first-level sects, and the powerful second-level sects such as Liuli Sect should all be aware of the existence of immortal relics and the deaths of immortals in the past.
In other words, once one's true strength or status reaches a certain level, one will naturally know more things, including things about immortals.
Yang Yu didn’t know this before because his realm and power were too low. Although Qingfeng Sect was a third-level sect and had a leading position in the Qingfeng Sect, it was not qualified to know this information.
"Immortal?"
Sikong Xue seemed to be thinking about something.
She had heard some things from Fairy Haoyue, but she didn't understand it clearly. Now that she looked at it this way, she was able to connect all the scattered information together.
Yang Yu: "If what Fairy Haoyue said is true, the key to my treasure of a mid-grade heavenly spiritual weapon is hidden at the entrance to the so-called immortal homeland, the mortal world. If you want to get the key, you must go to the mortal world."
"Well, that should be the case." Sikong Xue nodded.
The master said that the key ran away by itself and ran to a place that surprised the master.
110 Protect Your First Night
"By the way, Senior Brother, aren't we going back to Qingfeng Sect today? But Fairy Haoyue..."
Luo Tianyou didn't finish his sentence before he looked around, fearing that the second half of his sentence would be heard by others.
"But Fairy Haoyue hasn't come yet. Should we go call her? If it's too late, the ferry will probably have left today."
"This."
Yang Yu turned his gaze to Sikong Xue.
Although he was nominally a registered disciple of Fairy Haoyue, he actually had no status at all. Fairy Haoyue did not regard him as a registered disciple at all, but only gave him a title within the sect.
"The Lord Sect Master has his own ideas. We can go first. And no matter what, the Lord Sect Master will arrive before us."
Sikong Xue said that Yang Yu had told her what happened in Tianqian Hall last night, and Sikong Xue also knew that they were going to Qingfeng Sect today.
"In that case, let's go now."
As soon as Yang Yu said this, Sikong Xue took out a piece of pink letter paper from her storage ring with a strange look on her face. It was the contract paper between Fairy Haoyue and Yang Yu that day.
The enchanting handwriting gradually appeared on the pink letter paper.
"Xue'er, I know you will definitely go to Qingfeng Sect with Yang Yu, and you will definitely take the ferry, but remember, don't give up your virginity before you get married. Men are always fickle. After they take your virginity, you will be devalued, understand? You must firmly grasp your virginity in your rights, so that your value will be high. There are many women around Yang Yu, especially that little girl, who is quite talented. If you don't work hard and choose to be a vase beside Yang Yu, that little girl will easily surpass you. Be careful about your future status."
"I haven't finished my work yet. I will leave in about two days. I will be here before you."
The long paragraph made Sikong Xue blush, and she quickly covered the letter to prevent anyone from seeing it.
"Sister Xue, what did Fairy Haoyue say? Why are you blushing all of a sudden?"
Yang Yu was very curious.
"Nothing, none of your business."
Sikong Xue put the letter back into her arms and gave Yang Yu a blank look.
"..."
Yang Yu was a little confused.
I haven't done anything yet, why am I suddenly given the cold shoulder?
"Well……"
Luo Mei looked at Sikong Xue, who suddenly looked shy, chuckled, and threw herself into Sikong Xue's arms. Her clever little nose moved, sniffing around Sikong Xue's body, as if she was looking for some smell.
"What are you doing?"
Sikong Xue felt a little itchy because of Luomei's behavior, and rubbed Luomei's little head with her delicate hands.
"Hey, Second Master's Wife, you eat alone."
Luo Mei pouted, but there were happy little hearts in her eyes and a cheerful tone, which was quite cute.
"what……"
Sikong Xue was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Luo Mei was going to say next.
"hey-hey."
Luo Mei buried her little head in Sikong Xue's arms and rubbed it, feeling very happy.
Wu Bai couldn't help but smile. She was a beastman and her perception was naturally sharp, not to mention that she was a fox spirit. She could tell whether a woman was a virgin at the first sight, no matter how carefully she hid it or how well she repaired it.
Even within the 12 hours, Wu Bai could sense clearly how many times he did it, how many times he wanted it, and how many times he went.
Last night was a pretty crazy night for Sikong Xue.
Yang Yu seemed to understand what Luomei meant, and patted Luomei on the head with a smile.