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Chapter 1685 The Humble Furnace of the Noble Immortal Monarch (33)

Seeing Su Qinghuan's mocking expression, the begging words of the young female cultivators immediately stuck in their throats.

"But...but Sect Master Su."

Seeing the leading woman crying with tears in her eyes, the little fox suddenly lowered his head and put his finger on her lips.

"Hush, if you cry and cry in front of me again, it may not be a month, but a year."

In an instant, everything was silent.

But the little fox remained calm.

"Of course, since you are sincerely admitting your mistakes, then don't use spiritual power to farm. I don't care how nice your words are. As long as you have harvested every mu of land, I will check and accept it in a month."

Is it too harsh for a dignified cultivator to lock up his spiritual power and use his strength alone to reclaim the spiritual field like a mortal? !
What's more, they couldn't bear to see those beauties looking so charming.

When everyone thought about it, they not only resented Su Qinghuan, the old hag, for being too mean, but also couldn't help but think to himself that Immortal Master Ruoxu, who was always watching coldly, was too cold-blooded.

……

"Why, do you all have some criticisms about my way of handling things?"

Su Qinghuan lazily stood up.

"I just asked them to plant a spiritual field for a month, and neither destroyed their practice nor their magic weapon. Isn't that generous enough?"

The faces of several female cultivators were pale, and their thin lips twitched, as if they still wanted to ask others for help.

Su Qing understood in her heart.

"...If you feel that my punishment method is unfair, then why don't you use another method. An apology must always be sincere."

"Or whoever of you can get the water-type spirit treasure of this hairpin event for them, and then give this spirit treasure to me, maybe I can forgive them."

This time Xuanqingzong took out a water-type spirit treasure in order to choose a Taoist partner for Ling Ruoxu. It was a water-type spirit hairpin, which came from a certain cave where a great power had fallen.

This spirit hairpin can not only be used to tie the hair to moisten the heart, but more importantly, it can be transformed into a mysterious ice thorn, which can be used as an attacking spirit weapon.

Not to mention female cultivators with water-type or ice-type heavenly spirit roots, even men and women who do not have this spiritual root want to take back this magic weapon. It can be given away or auctioned for a large number of spirit stones.

Who would give away such a high-grade magic weapon because of this shriveled sympathy, just to ask the lord of Tianmingzong to forgive their sins?

……

At first, the female cultivators still had some hope, and looked around earnestly.

"No matter which monk saved us, we sisters will definitely give everything in return."

This was said, but no one responded.

This kind of silent silence, like an invisible hand, slapped them hard.

All of a sudden, the faces of those female cultivators turned red, and they felt some burning pain. They overestimated their own importance, and also overestimated the sympathy of those monks watching the excitement.

……

Just when this matter was getting worse, Ling Ruoxu, who had been standing silently by the side, suddenly spoke.

But instead of pleading for those female cultivators, he looked at the little fox steadfastly.

"Su Zongzhu also wants that water-type spiritual treasure? Could it be that Su Zongzhu is also a water-type heavenly spirit root?"

"..."

In fact, this matter is obvious.

The little fox didn't believe that Ling Ruoxu didn't know about this before.

But because this hairpin flower event was specially held for Ling Ruoxu to choose a Taoist couple, all water-type female cultivators who participated in this event will always be given special attention.

It seemed that everyone was secretly thinking that marrying Immortal Ruoxu was the most important thing compared to getting that water-type spirit treasure.

……

It's just that everyone didn't expect that Ling Ruoxu had so many beauties that he ignored, but he stared at an old woman so seriously and kept asking questions.

A few monks couldn't hold back their gossip, and they transmitted voices to fellow disciples and brothers in horror.

"My God, could it be that Xianjun Ruoxu has kept himself clean for so many years because they have abnormal aesthetic vision, and they just fell in love with a bad old woman?"

"...This is too scary...Even if the old hag of Mingzong was really a water-type monk with a heavenly spirit root and a master of the Nascent Soul, but if Master Ruoxu had a relationship with such a woman for the sake of transforming the spiritual power of the raging fire... Together, it's a nightmare!"

"That's right! If the two of them are together, how many women in this cultivation world will be heartbroken!"

Looking at Ling Ruoxu lowering his head to ask Su Qinghuan now, even though his expression was not attentive enough, for a ruthless fairy who usually looked at everything indifferently, Ling Ruoxu's attention to Su Qinghuan was obviously too much.

……

Ling Ruoxu's actions undoubtedly pushed Su Qinghuan to the forefront.

Facing the staring eyes of those people and the unbelievable eyes of those female cultivators, the little fox didn't feel anything like a light on his back.

If the original owner is here, I'm afraid I can't find a hole in the ground to get in.

But the little fox gave Ling Ruoxu a big smile, and didn't even mind making the gossip of these monks burn a little more intensely.

Anyway, in their eyes, whether they marvel at Ling Ruoxu's taste that is too "curious", or despise the little fox for "an old cow eats young grass", neither will cause the little fox to fluctuate in mood.

"Immortal Master Ruoxu has sharp eyes, can't you see that this old body is indeed a water-type heavenly root? I really want the water-type spiritual treasure that is the finale of your Xuanqing Sect, but if Immortal Master Ruoxu is willing to give it to me directly, I will give it to you." You can't ask for more."

"..."

The monks all around stared at Su Qinghuan and Ling Ruoxu with strange eyes. They didn't know how Ling Ruoxu's aesthetic taste was so off-kilter, and he couldn't move like a mountain when he made fun of Su Qinghuan brightly.

Even if Ling Ruoxu wanted to suppress Lie Huo's spiritual power, he wouldn't be so harsh that he wouldn't even let an old woman go!

If this is the case, Ruoxu Immortal Venerable's fame in the first life will be completely ruined.

……

"give you?"

Ling Ruoxu frowned, if Su Qinghuan was his childhood sweetheart a hundred years ago, and could use a spirit treasure to soothe his demons, Ling Ruoxu would not mind.

But before Ling Ruoxu finished speaking, Su Qinghuan had already made a trick and appeared directly on the competition platform of the Hairpin Flower Festival.

"If Immortal Venerable Xu laughed, it was just a joke I said casually just now, don't take it seriously, what I want, I will win it in a dignified way!"

"I am not yet a hundred years old. According to the rules of the Hairpin Conference, young monks under the age of a hundred can challenge a monk by name. I have just advanced to Nascent Soul, and I am worried about being invincible at the same level. You don’t want to fulfill Su’s desire to win?!”

The little fox paused, then laughed wildly.

"I just want to have a good fight, whether it is life or death, each will live in peace!"

(End of this chapter)