Immortal, save me!

One of the reasons why he agreed to help build the holy land for cultivation was for the magical herbs inside. Several key medicinal herbs he needed were in that secret realm.

Previously, the secret realm had been controlled by several major families, and outsiders except family members were prohibited from entering, which resulted in him being unable to enter and collect herbs.

What he didn't expect was that in order to guard against the Heavenly Dao, the secret realm they chose was exactly the one he wanted to enter.

Wen Junyao felt a little warm in his heart and said, "My disciple is thoughtful."

What he actually wanted to say was that he didn't need to do this, that life and death were determined by fate, and he didn't care how long he could live.

But if he really said this, this person would get angry.

Wang Youyin stared at the white hair mixed in his hair, finding it extremely dazzling. He raised his hand to tear it off, but his fingertips stopped after touching the white hair.

"I take back what I said about not being able to move those two people. Master, just pretend you didn't hear it."

Wen Junyao looked up at him: "What are you going to do?"

Wang Youyin smiled nonchalantly: "From today on, I will supervise Master's training. If Master really wants to protect those two people, don't joke with your own body."

He spoke the last sentence word by word into Wen Junyao's ear.

Wen Junyao: "You know my physical condition. If I had that ability, my cultivation would not have been so slow and unimproved."

His talent for cultivation was average, and he was not very interested in cultivation, so he spent most of his time practicing divination. As a result, his cultivation after thousands of years was not as good as that of some new disciples who had just achieved success.

"that's not important."

Wang Youyin placed his fingertips on the corner of his lips. His eyelids were half-drooped, and his thick eyelashes cast a shadow, making his eyes look as deep as a pool. At the bottom of the pool was the wanton madness that wanted to drag people into hell.

He smiled and said, "Master, just remember to practice. I will find everything you need for practice. But if you don't listen and don't practice well, then the two of you will not survive."

"you!"

Wen Junyao was furious, but couldn't speak.

Wang Youyin: "Master, except for me, everyone else is a thorn in my eyes. For Master, I can tolerate those things temporarily, but Master, don't forget my conditions."

Wen Junyao knew that the traitor was serious about his actions, and whether for Brother Mo or the traitor, he had no choice but to agree.

Moreover, he couldn't imagine how crazy this person would become if he was really gone. Since ancient times, paranoia has been the most difficult to eliminate. If he died, this person would most likely destroy himself.

Wen Junyao sighed deeply and agreed, "Okay."

Wang Youyin got a satisfactory answer and then let him go. He stood up and said, "Since that's the case, Master, start practicing now. I'll go find you some elixirs to improve your cultivation."

Having said that, Wang Youyin turned and walked out, and the door closed behind him.

After leaving Wen Junyao's sight, Wang Youyin's face darkened and he strode towards Yaofeng.

Before he reached Yaofeng, he saw a woman standing in front of him looking at him.

Wang Youyin looked straight past her and was about to leave.

Meng Ziyue bit her lip slightly, her heart starting to beat faster as Wang Youyin got closer. She was a little nervous, and her palms started to sweat and felt sticky.

Seeing that the man was about to pass her and leave, Meng Ziyue could no longer bear it and reached out to grab Wang Youyin's sleeve.

"Brother, I have something to tell you."

Wang Youyin lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeve that was touched. Killing intent flashed in his eyes. He said coldly: "Let go."