Shock! The Evil Emperor actually pampered the entire cultivation world

"This is a puppet I made based on the appearance of Zhu Jiu, so naturally it has a face." Wen Ren Se Jue smiled warmly, as if he was very satisfied with his work.

Yi Yuan widened his eyes, looking at Wen Rense's harmless appearance, and suddenly felt horrified. Who would make a doll of his enemy and put it in front of him every day!

Yi Chi sneered in his heart, this was indeed something this perverted senior brother would do. He would not let her rest in peace even after her death.

She comforted him in a gentle voice: "Lord Wenren, you should look forward and not dwell on the past, otherwise you will easily get sick."

"Oh? What disease?" Wen Ren Sejue straightened up and tilted his head to look at her with interest. His collar was askew on his chest, and Yi Chi's eyes were instantly filled with lean and beautiful abdominal muscles.

She quickly looked away, took a deep breath and said shyly, "The chickens at home were behaving strangely before and didn't like to eat. We thought they had bird flu, but the veterinarian in town later found out that they were just worrying too much and had gone insane."

Yi Yuan: “…” The appearance rate of our chickens seems to be a bit high.

He trembled, looking at Wenren Sejue's gloomy face, feeling that his life was in danger. In just one day, it was more exciting than his previous eighteen years.

After Yi Chi finished speaking, he looked at Wenren Sejue with implicit expectation, and quickly threw her off the boat in a rage, thank you!

Wenren Sejue looked at her sparkling eyes, and suddenly his expression changed, and he laughed so hard that he fell backwards, "Your chickens are so cute, hahaha..."

Yi Chi: “…” It’s over. A hundred years have passed. I really underestimated Wen Ren Se Jue’s mental state.

"But don't worry, little nephew. I'm different from your chicken. I'm suffering from lovesickness."

"Seeing things reminds me of people. Looking at these dolls, I think of her." He looked sad, like the fallen petals in early autumn, which made people feel pity for him.

Yi Chi was slightly startled and couldn't help asking: "I heard that the Lord and the Evil Emperor Zhu Jiu have a deep hatred, so why do you still miss him?"

"Yeah." Wenren Sejue turned his head and looked at her and smiled. His eyes, which were already a little dark red, seemed to be dipped in red wine, swaying and flowing.

"So my lifelong dream is to make her into a puppet and keep her by my side every day. Even though I hate her, I love her at the same time."

Yi Chi: “…” Thank you for your love.

The slightest bit of luck was shattered, and Yi Chi's fingertips turned white as he held the cup. He picked up the wine pot on his desk and filled it up for Wen Ren Se Jue. "You haven't thanked the honorable master for his hospitality yet. I'd like to offer a toast to the honorable master?"

Yi Chi thought he wouldn't drink it, but he actually took it.

The strong Adam's apple was bulging, and a drop of crystal liquid flowed to the chin, soaking the small mole.

He licked his moist lips, squinted his eyes and chuckled, "My nephew's wine is indeed sweeter."

Yi Chi coughed lightly, with a kind look on his face, "You are too polite, my lord."

The next moment, Wenren Sejue's body tilted and fell heavily on the table. The singing girls and maids who were twisting their bodies froze one by one, as if the pause button was pressed.

Yi Yuan was shocked: "!!!"

Yi Chi shouted nervously: "My Lord, my Lord, wake up quickly, what's wrong with you?"

Wen Ren Se Jue didn't move, Yi Chi felt relieved, he leaned in close and poked his face, pinched it, and smiled like a fox, completely different from his previous honest and obedient self, "Humph, thinking about turning people into puppets every day, you're a pervert, this is not right!"

Yi Yuan was terrified when he saw her rebellious behavior: "Did you poison me?"

"What are you imagining? He is a Mahayana cultivator, how could he be easily poisoned? What are you standing there for? Get ready to run!"

Yi Yuan was confused: "Didn't you say you wanted to become a disciple of the Supreme Cliff?"

"You know what I mean by acting according to circumstances?"

"I don't quite understand." Yi Yuan shook his head. For him, if he could become a member of any of the eight great powers, he would be willing to do so even if it meant that his Dantian would be repaired immediately!

"Then how do we get down? We are already in mid-air." Although Yi Chi is now in the foundation-building stage and can fly with a flying device, he has never seen her practice the art of flying.

Yi Chi saw him walking out and asked in confusion: "Are you just leaving like that?"

"?" Yi Yuan scratched his head, looking confused. If he didn't walk this way, would he have to somersault?

"Of course they are taking advantage of the situation to rob." Yi Chi held up a finger. "The underlying logic of the cultivation world can be summed up in one word: rob! Look at this ship, every piece of decoration is elegant and gorgeous, and it's worth a lot of money! Sell that landscape painting over there, and you can earn at least tens of thousands of mid-grade spirit stones."

"…So with our cultivation level, we are going to steal things from the Mahayana cultivator, Wenren Sejue, the fifth beauty of the Supreme Cliff?" He wouldn't dare to do that even if Yi Yuan was beaten to death.

Yi Chi was full of confidence. "What are you afraid of? If he doesn't wake up after sleeping for a whole day and night, we will be sitting on this red sleeve spirit ship all the way south. The sky is high and the birds fly freely! The cultivation world is so big. As long as we keep a low profile, he will never find us!"

"You are planning to steal the boat too!!!" Yi Yuan felt dizzy and wished he could faint. If he hadn't relied on her to repair his Dantian, he would have gone to Nixiao City to report this guy and make some money as a good Confucian cultivator who has done something righteous!

"These spiritual weapons all have contract marks, right?"

Yi Chi's expression was subtle for a moment, "Maybe other things are like this, but this Red Sleeve Spirit Ship must be ownerless."

Because this was something Wenren Sejue had specially refined to give to her, and he was determined that once something was given away, it would never remain in his hands and have a recognized owner, no matter if that person was still alive or not.

She turned and went to the rudder array, and saw that there was no contract mark there.

Half an hour later.

The night is wandering, the stars and the moon are hazy.

Yi Yuan was entangled as he watched Yi Chi tie the eighteen puppets to Wenren Sejue, then kicked them off the boat towards the uninhabited glacier below, with his hands on his hips and a sinister smile, "You like puppets, right? I'll give you a threesome!"

Anyway, the physical body of a Mahayana cultivator will not feel any pain when falling, but if he encounters danger, the murderous intent will wake him up.

Nineteen figures fell rapidly like leaves in the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

What Yi Chi didn't know was that the brightest red color seemed to move.

On the boat, Yi Yuan covered his rapidly beating pulse, feeling extremely flustered, "..." Maybe his heart couldn't bear it because his Dantian hadn't been repaired yet.

"What did you give him to drink?" He was sleeping so soundly!

Yi Chi smiled mysteriously and said two words.

"secret."

In fact, it was just a glass of wine. Few people knew that Wenren Sejue fell drunk after one glass of wine. Of course, it was not enough to make a high-level cultivator drunk like this. At most, he would feel dizzy, and he would wake up after the flow of spiritual energy.

The key is that Yi Chi added some drunken fruit juice into the wine glass. The special feature of the juice is that it can avoid spiritual power and is often extracted to create formations that isolate spiritual power.

This thing was found by Yi Chi in the storage bag of the elder of the Corpse Refining Sect. Once Wen Ren Se Jue touched it, his spiritual power became useless against the glass of wine, and he became drunk unconscious immediately.

Of course, this secret cannot be told to anyone, otherwise it would be impossible to explain how she knew it. As for Wen Ren Se Jue, he at most thought that he had added a drug that could cause coma in the wine.

After all, those who knew that he could get drunk with just one glass of wine had already died.