Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Fu Ling'er looked into Beiming Xianzhen's eager eyes and said,

"You have never thought about living, so why do you want to die? And you told us your biggest secret. We got the seal. If we are sent by the devil, I will turn around and I gave him the seal, so what does your persistence for so many years mean? Isn’t your sin in vain?"

Beiming Xianzhen shook his head, but his eyes were firm as he said,

"What do you think is the point of my humiliating life like this? I am already a useless person. I might as well die happily. As long as the seal is not in Bei Mingkun's hands, I don't care who it is given to. As for you saying that you are Demon Lord Bei I don’t believe it was sent by Ming Kun,”

"Oh? So sure, then tell us why we found this place? Maybe Bei Mingkun told us?"

"I don't know why you came here, but I know you are not, and I can't tell, but I just know that you are not with that despicable and shameless Bei Mingkun. Your breath is very clean, unlike that Bei Mingkun is vicious and vicious, and his breath is very smelly,"

"........."

This...how does this feel smarter than a dog's nose?

"I'm begging you, please do a good deed and help me get out of trouble," Beiming Xianzhen's tone was full of despair.

"You're right about one thing. We really have nothing to do with the Demon Lord. Now that we're here, you haven't thought about letting us save you?"

"I know that my body is in a state of ruin. Even if you rescue me, I will still be a useless person. Rather than being a useless person, it is better to die."

Beiming Xianzhen's heart was so dark and gloomy that he saw no hope at all and just wanted to die peacefully.

"Oh, I think the third prince once deliberately sought the throne, and he must be a man of great talent and strategy. What? Now he wants to give up after just a few twists and turns?" Wan Qiyuan's calm eyes stared closely at Beiming Xianzhen's eyes, He wanted to arouse his desire to live. A person with a death wish cannot take on such a big responsibility. So Wan Qiyuan continued,

"You also stood out from the battle. You know that the person sitting in that position must have a strong heart, a firm will, and tenacious vitality. Even if pain is added to it, it can only be regarded as a hardship on the road to success. How can you give up so easily? Now that we can come to you, you are so smart, you shouldn't only think of asking us to help you get rid of it, right? "

Wan Qiyuan's words did not have a lofty style, they were just a few words from the heart, but anyone with a story can hear the power and meaning contained in them.

Indeed, Wan Qiyuan's words hit Beiming Xianzhen's heart like a heavy hammer. At this moment, the riddled heart seemed to be beating violently, and he felt that his dead heart came to life again.

That's right, he once had great ambitions and vowed to change the current situation of the demon world. He wanted to make the demon world a paradise for everyone to live and work in peace and contentment without conquests, strong invasions, and crazy plundering.

So he practiced hard, planned hard, and tried hard to watch the tigers fight from the other side when his brothers were fighting against each other, and in the end the fishermen benefited.

He admitted that he was not a good person when it came to seizing power, but he was caring and grateful. He treated those who helped him with courtesy, and he also fought back with force against those who had ill intentions toward him.

In the end, he ended up like this. He was unwilling to accept it from the beginning, hoping that someone would fight back and save him from the fire and water, but he tortured and waited day and night without waiting for a warm breeze. Gradually, his fiery heart cooled down. During the two hundred long years, the endless torture made him despair.

Now this man's words made his heart burn again, but he was afraid, yes, he was afraid that the fire of hope would burn him to ashes again.

Fu Ling'er saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, so she thought about it and asked the answer she wanted to know.

"Rather than begging for death, it is better to live like what you want to be. We will rescue you and help you sit on the throne of the Demon Emperor. After the Demon Realm is stabilized, we will lead us to conquer all realms of cultivation and trample the iron hooves of the Demon Realm across every corner of the Cultivation Continent. How about a corner? Although it is a bit difficult, as long as we work together we can overcome all obstacles, do you dare?"

Beiming Xianzhen's eyes widened suddenly and he stared at Fu Ling'er. He couldn't believe what he heard. Could it be that he had missed it? How could he be as ambitious as that guy Beiming Kun? Shouldn't it?

"You...you are joking, right?"

"No, we are serious," Fu Ling'er nodded solemnly, indicating that what she said was true.

Beiming Xianzhen was silent for a long time, then slowly spoke,

"You go away. I'll pretend I haven't heard anything. I'm not interested in your suggestions. You've found the wrong person. You should go to Bei Mingkun. He is the person you are looking for. Get out of here."

"You really don't think about such a good prospect anymore? Is this your only hope?"

Beiming Xianzhen had lowered his head and refused to talk to them anymore. He had been excited by Wan Qiyuan's words before, thinking he had seen the light in his dark life, but who would have thought that he was just a daydreamer.

Fu Ling'er continued to talk to him about the various benefits of conquering the cultivation world and occupying the cultivation continent in the future. By then, his achievements as Beiming Xianzhen would be proud of others and he would be respected by everyone.

But no matter what she said, Beiming Xianzhen stopped saying a word or even looking at them.

For a long time, Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan looked at each other. Judging from Beiming Xianzhen's reaction, she now somewhat believed that Beiming Xianzhen and Beiming Kun were not the same person. This Beiming Xianzhen can be considered a sensible person, so they won't have any regrets after saving him.

Fu Ling'er stopped talking nonsense to Beiming Xianzhen and stepped forward to see how to remove the mysterious iron chain. Wan Qiyuan stopped her and said,

"Ling'er, I'm coming,"

Wan Qiyuan stepped forward and gently pulled the black iron chain. The next moment, Beiming Xianzhen's cry of pain was heard.

"What are you going to do? Either leave or kill me, I don't need your help, just get out of here," Beiming Xianzhen said in pain, his impression of the two of them was extremely bad.

But the two of them didn't seem to hear his words, and looked at the other end of the black iron chain nailed to the wall.

"Ling'er, this is a high-density dark iron chain. Ordinary magic weapons can't break it. I think I can try it with my black blade. Maybe I can cut it."

"Then you try, if it doesn't work we think of another way,"

"it is good,"

Wan Qiyuan took out the black blade, the dark spiritual power surged, and the curved blade slashed hard at the iron chain on the wall.

"Qiang," sparks flew everywhere, but the black iron chain left only a slight trace.

When Wan Qiyuan used dark spiritual power, Beiming Xianzhen suddenly raised his head, frowning deeply, and looked at Wan Qiyuan in surprise, no, this is not magic, this is dark spiritual power?

"Who are you?" Beiming Xianzhen asked anxiously, staring at Wan Qiyuan.