At the foot of a mountain peak.
Old Dao Lin Mo looked at the huge half of the mountain peak that was forcibly chopped off in front of him, and cold sweat streamed down his face.
"What's going on, what on earth is going on?" Old Dao Lin Mo looked at the black-clothed girl beside him with a sword in her hand, and couldn't help asking.
"Humph, I was fooled by you and lowered my status to get close to them."
"Thinking back on this idiot-like behavior now, I feel so stupid that I just want to find a crack in the ground and sneak into it."
Getting more and more angry as she spoke, she moved the long sword in her hand with a whistle.
Suddenly, a dazzling sword light roared down again.
In front of this sword, the mountain peak was like tofu, and another piece fell directly, smashing to the ground with a deafening sound.
"This, this, this, this is not what I meant, didn't you say you would solve it yourself?" Lin Mo Lao Dao's face was ugly as he said.
"Then why didn't you stop me?"
The girl in black raised her long sword and pointed it directly at Lin Mo Lao Dao.
"I, I, I..."
Lin Mo Lao Dao was sweating profusely, hurriedly retreated, and quickly explained, "Mainly because you were so confident at the time, I didn't think I should stop you."
"Humph!"
Seeing this, the girl in black just gave a cold snort and put down the long sword in her hand.
Only then did Lin Mo Lao Dao breathe a sigh of relief and asked, "Then what should you do next?"
"Anyway, I won't do that kind of thing again in the future." The girl in black said in a deep voice, "Since being soft doesn't work, I'll just reveal my cultivation and identity directly in front of them."
After saying that, she flew up decisively and disappeared from Lin Mo Lao Dao's sight in the blink of an eye.
On the other side.
Yi Feng and the others had already walked to the foot of Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"Phew!"
Just then, there was a whistling sound in the sky.
Yi Feng looked up and suddenly found a girl in black flying.
"Look, disciple, a cultivator."
Hearing this, Zhong Qing also quickly raised his head.
For a while, the eyes of the master and disciple both showed envious gazes.
However, to their surprise, this girl in black flew directly towards them and stopped above their heads, looking down at them.
Just as the two were wondering what was going on, the girl in black looked at Yi Feng and spoke directly, "This person is Bai Lengxi from the Void Sect of Dongsheng Zhou, I have come today to take your disciple away."
At this moment, the girl in black was straightforward and reported her sect directly without disguise, and no longer disguised herself like before.
After speaking, she looked at Zhong Qing beside Yi Feng.
"Take my disciple away?"
Yi Feng's eyebrows immediately frowned, and he hurriedly cupped his fists and said, "Did my disciple do something wrong?"
"No, but I have to take him away today."
Bai Lengxi said, "But you can rest assured that I will never harm him. I will send him back in at least half a month, at most two months, and in any case, I will give him some opportunity."
Even though she said that, Yi Feng was still confused and full of disbelief.
A flying cultivator suddenly came to take away his disciple, what kind of thing is this?
It would make sense if his disciple was talented and caught the eye of someone powerful, but his disciple couldn't even get into Qingshan Sect, maybe he was even more useless than him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask, "May I ask what is the matter?"
"I can't disclose the specifics, but given my status, I wouldn't deceive you mundane people." Bai Lengxi said coldly.
While speaking, she was also observing Yi Feng's expression and actions.
In fact, she was also probing Yi Feng.
After all, she had seen the attitude of those big shots in Nan Sha towards Yi Feng, which had always puzzled her.
So she was still cautious, trying to explore and see if Yi Feng was really some unparalleled master that she hadn't noticed.
"Alright."
Yi Feng nodded silently.
Logically speaking, such a cultivator really has no need to go through so much trouble to deceive him, an ordinary person.
Bai Lengxi saw Yi Feng's reaction in her eyes.
She sneered in her heart.
Once again confirming that Yi Feng was just an ordinary person.
Because even if he was pretending, he would not behave like this under such circumstances.
"So, what do you think?"
Bai Lengxi went on to ask.
Yi Feng looked at Zhong Qing and said, "Disciple, it's up to you."
"What do you think, Master?"
Zhong Qing asked.
"In my opinion, it's fine for you to go and try it out."
After thinking for a while, Yi Feng said, "Because if they really wanted to harm you, they wouldn't have to go through all this trouble. So for you, this may indeed be an opportunity."
"Besides, she also said that she would be back in two months at most. Thinking about it, by that time, I will have just returned to the martial arts school, so she can send you directly back to the martial arts school, saving you from following me around the mountains."
Zhong Qing lowered his head and said, "Then Master, I'll listen to you."
Yi Feng patted his head and nodded with a smile.
After all, he also knew that this boy was shouldering a deep blood feud and had always wanted to cultivate but had no hope. If he could really get some opportunity this time, it might relieve a lot of his pressure.
"Remember your teacher!"
Yi Feng shouted loudly.
But Zhong Qing was already gone without a trace.
Looking in the direction he left, Yi Feng was both happy and a little lost.
Not only did his disciple have a wife now, but from today on he might even be able to cultivate.
Then look at him, the teacher, not only a loner, but still a lowly ant after all these years.
Heartbreaking!

Heart] Chen Yi traversed the cultivation world for eight hundred years, charging his way to the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Just as he was outwitting his 81st Heavenly Tribulation to ascend to immortality, he was suddenly pulled into a chat group called the "Multiverse Transmigrators Support Group." To his surprise, the group was filled with nothing but fresh-faced newbies who had just transmigrated. [Help! I transmigrated into a disgraced concubine in the cold palace, and the tyrant emperor is about to execute me!] [I ended up as a cannon-fodder villain, and the protagonist is still chasing me—WTF!] [I woke up as the protagonist’s father, but I’m about to be sacrificed in a ritual! What do I do? Urgent!!!] Chen Yi stared at the chaotic flood of desperate pleas in the group and fell into deep thought. "Seriously? You drag me into a newbie transmigrator chat group… only after I’m one step away from becoming an immortal?"

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u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.

and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!