Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

Facing the Yueyao Emperor who had betrayed the sect, Mo Huaizun remained calm, but his words were shocking.

"If you are interested, you can take me back and teach me a thing or two."

Chu Yi teaches? Who is Chu Yi?

Two words instantly flooded everyone's mind - Dragon Soul.

There is a rare type of cultivator in Jiuyou, the soul cultivator.

If you want to become a soul cultivator, you must either have a strong innate soul, or learn soul techniques through late-stage mutations. This is just the basic threshold.

Ordinary soul cultivators rely on soul threads to hurt people, while the real elite ones condense soul beasts or soul soldiers.

Chu Yi was a genius born to do this. When the crown prince of the empire was born, his dragon soul awakened and chanted in the sky for ten days, which was considered a great wonder in the world of cultivation.

The Yueyao Empire, which had not yet been destroyed at that time, was not one of the eight major forces. Once the news came out, countless people with ill intentions traveled thousands of miles to fight for and assassinate him. In order to protect Chu Yi, the emperor and empress sent him to the supreme cliff.

Chu Yi was able to grow up safely.

What Mo Huaizun meant by this was actually to let Yi Chi learn soul arts from Chu Yi, but the problem was, why would Chu Yi, who was on bad terms with him, help Jueya train disciples, and how could Yi Chi be destined to be a soul cultivator?

What’s the matter? The Hunyuan body is a gift from God, it can’t possibly chase you around to feed you, right?

Chu Yi indeed smiled, “Senior Brother is still so confident after all these years. If that’s the case…” His cold gaze fell on Yi Chi, who was as quiet as a chicken.

Yi Chi felt that his hair was being scanned, and Chu Yi nodded and said, "You look good, come to my room tonight."

The tone was like inviting a dancing and singing girl to sleep with him.

Yi Chi: “…” Haha, second brother, don’t force me to slap you.

The anger that everyone had just felt disappeared at once, and they were all laughing to death. If they continued to pretend to be cool, they would be humiliated.

Wen Ren Sejue narrowed his eyes dangerously and smiled, "I didn't expect that my puppet is quite likable."

Chu Yi heard this, his eyes fixed on Yi Chi's ring finger, and he looked away in boredom, "I don't like things that have an owner."

It's all rubbish.

Yi Chi clenched his fist, then turned to Xi Lingyi and smiled, hinting, "Lord Lingxiao, all the sects are waiting to bring their disciples in."

Hurry up and use your authority as a leader to shut up these scumbag brothers.

Xi Lingyi glanced at her, and a malicious sneer suddenly flashed across her face.

"Now that everyone is here, let's continue with the assessment."

Although she was caught off guard by Chief Jueya's actions, thinking of the supplementary part of the third assessment, she really wanted to see what Jueya's expression would be when he shot himself in the foot.

In the end, she will be the one who laughs last.

Xiao Buyi also remembered this incident, and a smile returned to his ugly face. He stared at Yi Chi and said, "You usually have to pay a price for doing something wrong. I wonder if Miss Yi Chi is ready to pay with tears?"

Yu Qinghuan was very happy. Although her own failure was painful, being slapped in the face by others was even more pleasing to the eye. She even found Yi Chi, who punched her twice, strangely pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Xiao didn't cry when he did something wrong, so why should he care whether others cry or not?"

After a quick glance, he asked Gu Fusheng and Jing Ren, who also suffered a Waterloo: "Isn't that right, Gu Fusheng? Is that right, Jing Ren?"

The three of them were choked: "..."Which side are you from?

The second assessment is one of one's character, and the key to passing it is to see through the illusion in the Thousand Caves Mirror within the specified time.

Chi Li summoned the Thousand Caves Mirror, and the spiritual weapon flew into the sky, while the huge crowd of disciples below sat in meditation.

She pinched her fingers and cast a spell, and the Thousand Caves Mirror trembled. The spiritual light became brighter, and the disciple who was being tested saw nothing, and slowly closed his eyes and fell into the illusion.

The examination for accepting disciples is actually for the entire Nine Netherworld, and is not only held in Nixiao City. It is only held here at the Wentian Ceremony, so the presence of leaders from various sects makes it seem particularly grand.

Many disciples took this into consideration and traveled far to Nixiao City to participate.

There are hundreds of thousands of people, but those with spiritual roots alone are less than 500. The more spiritual roots there are, the greater the number of people.

After a while, someone broke through the illusion.

Song Yueqing was one of the first people. When he opened his eyes, he had a murderous look on his face, as if he had just killed some bastard.

Yi Chi couldn't help but glance at Yu Qinghuan. Perhaps because he was tricked by Yu Qinghuan yesterday, Song Yueqing was unusually determined today.

Jiemie Daozun likes disciples with such an indomitable spirit. "Song Yueqing is extremely talented, and his whip-willed temperament is also suitable for our Beimai Sword Sect. I like him very much."

Lord Lingyun saw that Song Yueqing was not good at magic and was not suitable for the Qiankun Holy Temple, which was proficient in this art. However, he still smiled and said, "I wonder which one does Dao Zun want more, compared to the one who lit the flaming lantern yesterday?"

"Of course, we will take them in together."

Speaking of this, everyone couldn't help but guess who that person was, and their eyes lingered on the single spiritual root genius.

"After the third round of the test, we will see the true face of the disciples. After all, the disciples have used many tricks in the duel, and it will be clear at a glance how good they are."

As time went by, the disciples taking the test woke up one after another.

When Lin Zihan opened his eyes, he looked up at Yi Chi above with a look of loss in his eyes.

When Su Yueyan woke up, her face was flushed and her watery eyes glanced at Chu Yi.

Since she was a disciple with a single spiritual root, countless people focused their attention on her and she discovered the abnormality at the first moment.

Many people laughed secretly, "I thought she was some kind of pure fairy, but she turned out to be so dissolute. But she actually dared to covet Emperor Yueyao, I think she must be tired of living."

"For hundreds of years, the harem has been a mere formality. Anyone who dares to mention the title of empress will be dismissed. There are at least eight hundred people who want to climb into her bed, and all of them died without leaving a trace. Of course... it's not certain."

"What do you mean? Are there any exceptions?"

The man covered his mouth and whispered, "It is said in unofficial history that when Emperor Yueyao was still the crown prince, he cried and begged Zhu Jiu to be the crown princess."

The people around him looked at Chu Yi, who was as cold and indifferent as a living devil, and said, "...This can't be called unofficial history. It should be called a fantasy storybook."

[Host, please take back that look in your eyes. Be careful or Chu Yi will dig out your eyes! ]

"Why did you wake me up so early? I haven't dreamed about Mo Huaizun and Wenren Sejue yet." Su Yueyan complained in her heart with dissatisfaction.

【…】

The system recalled Yi Chi's effortless manner in speaking and smoking his e-cigarette with a vicissitudes of life, feeling a sense of dejection in his heart.

Damn, I never thought I had such a bad taste in choosing a host.

Jiemie Daozun said with a look of disdain: "He is not worthy of being on the stage. Even if his spiritual roots are good, at most he can go to Hehuan Valley and become an inner sect disciple."

His words were full of disdain for Hehuan Valley, as if it was a sect that used beauty to please people.

Chi Li raised his thin eyebrows slightly and looked over calmly, "When Dao Zun is clearly distinguishing between love and hate, he should use his brain, otherwise he will appear to be brainless."

Yi Chi and Yu Qinghuan couldn't hold back their laughter.

The face of the Lord of the Silent Blade sank, and the overwhelming sword force rose up and pressed towards Chi Li, as if to give her a warning.

Everyone watched the fight between the two great powers with great interest, and they were also curious about which one was stronger.

"The sword cultivator is strong and powerful, and his mind is clear. He is the nemesis of illusions. The Chili Valley Master is going to make a fool of himself now."

Chi Li pursed his lips and glanced away with a distant look, without any harm.

Then everyone saw that the momentum of the Lord of the Silent Sword was slightly stagnant, and his expression was blank for a moment before returning to normal. The look he gave Chi Li finally became solemn.

The people below were not strong enough to understand the mystery, but they could understand the expression of the Lord of the Sword of Destruction.

Yi Chi and others above saw that Jiemie Dao Zun was almost stripped to his underwear.

Everyone looked cautious. Hiss... this Chi Li seemed a little scary.

Chi Li pinched his fingertips and smiled slowly, "People live for hundreds or thousands of years. The longer they live, the more stubborn they become. There are always some things that cannot be said. I wonder what Jiemie Dao Zun cannot say?"

"Hehuan Valley relies on spying on others to win?"

Chi Li laughed softly, "Anyway, it's not based on self-righteousness."