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Chapter 18 Others are cultivating immortality, but I cheat 18
  Xingyun was escorted by two cold-faced disciples to Chu Youran's courtyard.

Chu Youran lives not far from Zhenjun Jiuyuan's residence, and you can see it when you look up.

[Why are you so public?] You're not holding it back!

The system is worried about itself. It always feels like the running speed has been slowed down since the start of this work.

Xingyun's tone was innocent, "I didn't want to either, but she hit me with talismans and magic weapons!"

【hehe. 】Don’t think it didn’t hear the excitement in her tone!

Of course Xingyun was excited.

What would Master Jiuyuan Zhenjun do for Chu Youran?
  This is directly related to the direction of her next script.

Seeing that they were about to arrive, Xingyun was still in the mood to chat with the system, "Little retard, I heard that you like beautiful, strong and tragic scripts?"

There is a pitfall in this problem of system intuition. It avoids the important and takes the easy.

[My name is not little retard, I have a number. 】

"I'm really looking forward to seeing what script I'm going to play this time." It's pitiful, I'll just accept my fate and live in beauty, strength and misery."

He was bullied by the True Lord within the sect and was forced to betray the sect.

Miserable, so miserable!
  【? ? 】Small poor?
  The system feels that it is relatively pitiful. If it goes through a mission, it will be scrapped many years ago!

[Little cutie, don’t you care about the side missions! 】The sound of the system is raised, but fortunately it is not too harsh.

Side mission?

Didn't she already remind her?
  It would be really unfortunate if we still follow the old path.

Xingyun walked into the door and saw Chu Youran wrapped in plain white, with several wounds on her exposed skin, lying on the bed sickly.

Those who didn't know thought she was going to die.

True Lord Jiuyuan sat at the head of the hall in the center of the hall. There was a piece of brocade cloth on the low table beside him, with fragments of bracelets placed on it.

"Yu Qiu?" Zhenjun Jiuyuan's voice was cold, and his eyes glanced over, not very friendly.

"Disciple Yu Qiu has met True Lord Jiuyuan."

Jiuyuan Zhenjun's fingers were resting on the edge of the table, upright, like a clay sculpture.

He asked: "Do you know why I asked you to come here today?"

Xingyun lowered her head. When she heard this, her thin body trembled in unison, as if she was extremely frightened.

"My true lord, disciple, during the competition in the afternoon, I accidentally damaged Senior Sister Chu's defensive magic weapon."

She spoke slower and slower, and seemed to have a hint of crying, "Disciple really didn't mean it. Who knew that Senior Sister Chu's magic weapon was so, so..."

Chu Youran stared at Xingyun's profile, feeling relieved to see her in such an ugly state.

No matter how crazy you are if you have the ability!

Xingyun's voice was as thin as a mosquito's fly, and he completed the words he had already found, "So vulnerable."

The slight upward pitch at the end doesn't sound like he's afraid of admitting his mistake.

Chu Youran's eyes widened and she couldn't believe what she heard.

Even though it was True Lord Jiuyuan, he was almost laughed out of anger, "How dare a mere Foundation Establishment disciple speak such arrogant words!"

What a vulnerable person!
  What he gave Chu Youran was a high-level defensive magic weapon.

"I want to see who the foundation is that can easily destroy high-level magic weapons!"

Zhenjun Jiuyuan didn't want to torture him any more, so he directly accused Xingyun of being a body snatcher.

As an inner disciple who started at the age of six, I have never touched a magic weapon, let alone a high-level magic weapon.

He grew up in a sect, but he didn't know the dignity and inferiority of others, and he dared to say such things in front of him.

how is this possible.

True Lord Jiuyuan raised his hand, and a powerful force of wind struck towards Xingyun. The wind from the palm had a devastating force, smashing and flying objects in the rooms along the way, and even the door of the room flew out.

Xingyun was swept away by the airflow.

Chu Youran felt a tightness in her chest. She quickly grabbed the edge of the bed to steady her body, but her eyes followed Xingyun closely, not wanting to miss her tragic situation.

However, Xingyun was like a rootless duckweed, moving with the wind, and then fell lightly into the yard.

Just as she stood still, a shadow came over her, and Zhenjun Jiuyuan came to her before she knew it.

His eyes were sharp, his face was cold, and his broad, pale palms moved towards Xingyun's Tianling Cap.

Xingyun raised his head at this moment, without any fear on his face, the corners of his mouth even raised slightly, and there was even a bit of excitement in his eyes.

True Lord Jiuyuan was startled, shocked and angry.

He felt that he was being teased and provoked!

His eyes were fierce and his men moved faster.

Tianling Gai was about to hold down Xingyun, but was blocked by a force.

Meng Zheng's voice came faintly, "Jiuyuan, are you busy?"

Jiuyuan looked up and saw Meng Zheng entering the courtyard, followed by Xiao Chi, looking at them curiously.

Jiuyuan had no choice but to stop his hand and bow to Meng Zheng in a polite manner, "Uncle."

Meng Zheng and Jiuyuan's master are brothers and sisters, but now only Meng Zheng is still there.

Now within the sect, Meng Zheng has the highest seniority.

Meng Zheng waved his hand, "No need for these false gifts."

"The etiquette cannot be abolished." Jiuyuan finished the salute solemnly and said coldly.

Meng Zheng ignored him and went straight in, "I heard that your little apprentice was injured?"

She caught a glimpse of the bracelet on the table, walked over and plucked it with her fingers. She was obviously more interested in this than Chu Youran.

"Is this the chopped bracelet?"

When Chu Youran heard that someone was carrying the bracelet, her face lost all color. She climbed down from the bed softly:
  "I have seen my uncle."

Chu Youran lowered her body and maintained her saluting posture, but for a long time she didn't hear Meng Zheng speak.

She didn't dare to get up, her body ached, and she couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

Just now I said I would not practice these false etiquettes, what does this mean now?
  Didn't you see that she was still injured?

Could it be that she didn't like her? Chu Youran's heart skipped a beat and she was so scared.

The next moment, she heard Zhenjun Mengzheng speak softly, "If you violate the rules of the competition, you will be disqualified from the competition, right?"

Xiao Chi greeted Zhenjun Jiuyuan with a smile, and secretly winked at Xingyun when he passed her.

Hearing this, he immediately answered, "Master has a good memory. In situations like today, you will be disqualified from the competition."

Chu Youran's legs went weak and she fell down along the edge of the bed. With tears in her eyes, she secretly looked at her master's face.

Jiuyuan walked in with his feet upright, and every step he took seemed to be measured with a ruler.

"Uncle Master, Yu Qiu, who was competing with Chu Youran, seems to have been taken away by someone a long time ago. It is abnormal for a foundation-building stage disciple to face the talisman and magic weapon and retreat without saying a word. It was also damaged."

"It seems?" Meng Zheng rubbed his fingertips and looked at Jiuyuan with a half-smile.

"My nephew is preparing to verify."

"According to your test, I'm afraid that no matter what the result is, the person will be useless." Meng Zheng shook his head in disapproval.

She waved towards the door, "I happen to have a lot of free time today, so why not let me teach you how to test it."

(End of this chapter)