Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

"Xiao Jingxuan! Who do you think you are?!" Ruan Xiangwan was furious. His appearance of a gentleman dressed in special attire, gentle as jade and unrivaled in the three realms, collapsed in an instant, "Watch your mouth!"

The two had been at odds since childhood. They both lived in a small town in Piling. Xiao Jingxuan was an unlucky person who brought misfortune to his father and mother.

Less than six months after he was born, his father committed suicide for no apparent reason. A year later, his mother could no longer bear the pressure and hanged herself. From then on, he was labeled as "unlucky".

Ruan Xiangwan was completely different. He was the only son of the richest family in the town. On the day he was born, the sky was bright with rays of light and flames burning in the sky. The old people in the village said it was an auspicious sign.

The year Ruan Xiangwan was born, the village had a bumper harvest of all kinds of grain. Everyone was very happy and called him "a blessing from heaven" and a "lucky phoenix."

Xiao Jingxuan was not taught by his parents. He has a bad temper, is idle all day long, and is uneducated. He is an out-and-out street gangster.

The Phoenix and the Pheasant will never get along no matter how you look at it. The Phoenix is ​​annoyed by the Pheasant's sloppy appearance, and the Pheasant is annoyed by the Phoenix's arrogant and domineering appearance. Neither of them will forgive the other.

Ruan Xiangwan looked down on him and insisted on suppressing him in everything.

When Xiao Jingxuan was twelve years old, he had sold all the things left in his family that could be sold, so he went begging on the street and met the Immortal Lord who came down from the top of the blue sky clouds.

Just hearing that he would be provided with three meals a day, he, who had been hungry for several meals, did not think much about it and agreed to go up the mountain to practice Taoism.

Somehow, this news somehow reached Ruan Xiangwan's ears. Like a grown-up girl, she cried, made a fuss, and even threatened to hang herself to make trouble for her family, and she also wanted to go up there to practice Taoism.

His family had been in business for most of their lives, and they were counting on him as their only son to inherit the family business. Anyway, he was not able to catch up like a follower as usual that day.

No one knew what method Ruan Xiangwan used to get the consent of her family, and she unexpectedly happened to catch up with the election of disciples of Biluo Yundian. After the spirit test, she successfully entered the preliminary election.

Thinking about these embarrassing and shameful childhood memories which actually happened twenty years ago, Xiao Jingxuan couldn't help but squint his eyes and laugh secretly.

This breath of living humanity is truly a pleasurable thing, especially for someone like him who has died once.

"In fact, I am your senior brother." Xiao Jingxuan pinched his fingers pretentiously and smiled with narrowed eyes, "Seven years ago, I won the first place in the disciple election, and you only took second place."

"You!" Ruan Xiangwan looked as if someone had hit him on the head with rotten eggs, his hair was full of rotten cabbage leaves, he frowned in disgust, his hands gripped the hilt of the sword.

"How dare you say that!" He rolled his eyes on the spot, "You were able to win the championship entirely because of your luck, but if we only talk about your cultivation strength, can you beat me?"

"An ancient saying goes: Luck is also a part of strength." Xiao Jingxuan was not annoyed. After all, he was already thirty years old, so he wouldn't be unable to win an argument with a kid. "If it's my luck, then it's my strength."

What Ruan Xiangwan said was true. Back then, Xiao Jingxuan beat him so hard that he couldn't fight back and could only defend and retreat.

However, he accidentally broke into the back mountain and entered an ancient seal filled with spiritual power. The spiritual power seemed to recognize its master and rushed into his body crazily.

When everyone thought that he would explode and die because he could not bear it, he was forced to develop spiritual eyes, and he shined in the election, thus defeating Ruan Xiangwan and taking the first place.

Now that I think about it, it would be better if he didn't want this leader.

According to the rules of the Biluo Yundian disciple election, the first place winner can become a disciple of the Huangquan Pavilion's Pavilion Master Yunhuai Immortal Venerable, and the second place winner can become a disciple of the Fuguang Hall's Yunlan Immortal Venerable.

If this evil God had allowed him to be reborn a few years earlier, when the election for Biluo Yundian disciples came, he would rather give the honor of being the champion to Ruan Xiangwan, so that he could worship Chu Huaizhou as his master.

Xiao Jingxuan complained in his heart while imagining that scene, then he narrowed his eyes and began to laugh.

“Come to think of it, why did you refuse to take Immortal Master Yunlan as your master?” Logically, they had all just arrived at the top of the Biluo Cloud Peak and would not know the strength of the Immortal Masters.

Ruan Xiangwan, who has always been arrogant and competitive, had a hard time winning the second place. How could he be willing to enter Ningya Palace with the third place?

"Hey, what about the Immortal Lord? Chu Huaizhou is just a piece of trash!" Ruan Xiangwan crossed his arms, complacent, "Of course I can't accept him as my master."

Xiao Jingxuan secretly took a deep breath, a layer of icy mist covered his icy green eyes, and said sinisterly: "Oh? How did you know it in the first place?"

The more humbly Xiao Jingxuan asked for advice and behaved humblely in front of him, the more proud and happy Ruan Xiangwan became, and he would forget himself and speak without thinking.

"On the night before the final round of the Disciple Election, I happened to meet the most mysterious Immortal Yunlan while having dinner at Shuwei Hall. I pretended to make a mistake and knocked over the soup on his plate, touching his wrist. I took the opportunity to probe his..."

The fellow disciple behind him stepped forward, looking somewhat embarrassed, and lightly bumped his elbow. Only then did Ruan Xiangwan come to his senses.

Such things are extremely disrespectful to the Immortal Lord, how could he easily say them out loud? And even his mortal enemy heard them, he had the urge to slap himself in the face.

"What happened next? Did you find out something about Junior-Master?" Xiao Jingxuan approached step by step, with a friendly smile on his face but an invisible pressure around him.

"Well, it's none of your business." Ruan Xiangwan glanced at him arrogantly, and smiled coldly to cover up his guilty conscience: "I won't tell you, so what do you think?"

Ruan Xiangwan squinted at him, half disdainful and half puzzled: Why haven't you been angered yet? He is more patient than before.

If the person he was facing was really the 19-year-old Xiao Jingxuan, the two of them would have been fighting fiercely by now and would not have had a chance to talk properly.

"What? Junior Brother Ruan is waiting for me to make the first move?" Xiao Jingxuan revealed his little thoughts in one sentence and raised his eyebrows with a provocative smile.

Ruan Xiangwan was so provoked that she lost her composure and pointed at his nose and said, "You bastard! Stop talking nonsense and making random assumptions about me..."

"Pa!" Before he could finish his words, Xiao Jingxuan slapped him cleanly in the face, "Then Senior Brother, it will be as you wish."

"Xiao Jingxuan!" Ruan Xiangwan drew his sword excitedly and angrily, "How dare you slap me?! Even my parents never did that!"

Xiao Jingxuan smiled and said, "That's perfect. As his senior brother, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of the two elders about what it means to pay the price for what you said and did."

A sword energy stabbed towards his waist at an extremely tricky angle. Xiao Jingxuan, who had been the Demon Lord for ten years, reacted extremely quickly and instinctively leaped away.

"Stop flattering yourself! You are a stray dog ​​who was born by a mother but not raised by her or taught by a father. What qualifications do you have to teach me?"

Xiao Jingxuan had been hearing these kinds of dirty words since he was a child in the village, so he had long been accustomed to them and didn't take them seriously.

Xiao Jingxuan grinned wickedly: "Brother, you haven't summoned your weapon yet, you are unarmed, how about Junior Brother Ruan show some mercy?"

"You're already nineteen years old, and you still haven't summoned a weapon? Hahaha, are you going to be like Immortal Yunlan and become the second waste of Biluo Yundian?"

Although Xiao Jingxuan said this, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ruan Xiangwan's throat. He immediately stopped his nonchalant look, and his words were filled with a sinister chill.

"Say it again, who is the waste?!"

Ruan Xiangwan held his sword horizontally to block his palm and was forced to retreat repeatedly. He felt a little timid for no reason in his heart, but he still said stubbornly: "Your Majesty Yunlan is a waste, not only him, but you too!"

"Shut up!" Xiao Jingxuan was enraged. He pulled out the sword of a disciple beside him and stabbed it straight into the other person's heart.