Holding a child-bearing system, seducing all the handsome male cultivators in the wilderness

"Wan Ji, thank you."

"No, why are you thanking me? Try it now. If it doesn't fit, I'll help you adjust it."

Having said that, Li Wanji took Lu Mingyuan to an open space outside the weapon refining tower, giving him the opportunity to feel and test the newly upgraded Demon-Suppressing Nail.

Lu Mingyuan took a deep breath, tightly grasped the Demon-Suppressing Nail, and the spiritual power in his body quickly gathered in his palm and injected into the Demon-Suppressing Nail.

Suddenly, golden light shone brightly on the demon-suppressing nail, and a powerful pressure emanated from it, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Lu Mingyuan's mind moved, and with a thought, the Demon-Suppressing Nail turned into a golden light, drew a perfect arc in the air, and then accurately inserted into a huge rock in front of him.

"Oh!"

With a loud bang, the boulder instantly broke into pieces, turning into countless pieces of gravel that flew out.

Lu Mingyuan took back the demon-suppressing nail and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Wanji, this demon-suppressing nail is truly magical, its power is many times stronger than before!"

"Of course, I made this for you with great care. It perfectly matches your fighting style and level of cultivation."

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

"A Yuan, go back first. I still have some things to deal with." Seeing that it was getting late, Li Wanji said to Lu Mingyuan.

"Okay, then Wan Ji, take care of yourself." Lu Mingyuan nodded. Although he was reluctant, he also understood that the time they had together was limited, and he should not be too greedy.

Seeing his dim eyes, Li Wanji's heart moved. She stepped forward and hugged him gently, whispering, "Ayuan, hug me!"

Lu Mingyuan was amused by her childish words, but he also obediently reached out and hugged her.

The two of them were affectionate for a while before Li Wanji let go of her hand and said softly, "Go back. The front line is dangerous. You have to be careful."

Lu Mingyuan nodded, looked at her reluctantly, then turned and left.

When Lu Mingyuan returned to the base, the celebration banquet had already ended, leaving only a few drunken brothers chatting by the campfire.

"You really can't tell who some people are. They usually pretend to be pure and indifferent, but you wouldn't expect that they are so close to Patriarch Li behind the scenes." A disciple pointed at Lu Mingyuan's back with drunken eyes, his voice sounding a bit sour.

"Don't talk nonsense. Junior Brother Lu and Patriarch Li are close. That is their private matter. We have no right to interfere." The other person was still sober and quickly interrupted the man.

"Humph, private matters? Who knows what they did behind our backs?" The man kept on pestering, his voice getting louder and louder.

Lu Mingyuan didn't want to pay attention to the gossip, but the words were really harsh. He stopped, turned around and gave the man a cold look.

"Shut up!" Lu Mingyuan's voice was as cold as ice, and it was obvious that he was really angry.

The disciple was glared at by Lu Mingyuan and sobered up immediately, but he was still angry, so he bravely said: "What? Did I say something wrong? What's so arrogant about a pretty boy who can only rely on women to get ahead?"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Lu Mingyuan's eyes became colder and colder. He slowly approached the disciple and said, "I have no grudge against you, but if you dare to insult me ​​again, I will never let you off easily."

The disciple was intimidated by Lu Mingyuan's aura and panicked, but he still said stubbornly: "Insult? Humph, isn't this the truth? I'm just playing a trick. I advise you not to think too highly of yourself!"

Lu Mingyuan's face became increasingly gloomy. He said no more. He raised his hand and a ray of golden light shot out from his palm and directly pierced through the disciple's shoulder.

"Ah!" The disciple screamed and fell to the ground, blood gushing out from the wound on his shoulder.

The fellow disciples around him cried out in surprise when they saw this. Some rushed forward to check on the disciple's injuries, while others stepped away for fear of being implicated.

"Junior Brother Lu, why are you doing this?" A relatively older brother stepped forward to dissuade him. He felt that it was just a few drunken words and there was no need to make such a fuss.

Lu Mingyuan took back the demon-suppressing nail and said in a cold voice: "Brother, I didn't mean to hurt anyone, but those who humiliate others will always be humiliated. I will only give you a slight punishment for humiliating me today, but if you do it again in the future, I will not let you off easily."

Upon hearing this, the senior brother sighed helplessly, knowing that Lu Mingyuan had a strong character and could not be easily persuaded.

He turned to look at the injured disciple and said in a deep voice: "You spoke rudely today and suffered the consequences. You must be careful with your words and actions in the future and don't cause trouble again."

The disciple was sweating profusely from the pain. He struggled to get up, but was held down by his senior brother: "Your injuries are serious. Lie down and don't move. I will find a doctor to heal you."

Seeing his senior brother handle the situation this way, Lu Mingyuan was unhappy, but he also knew that the matter could not be undone. He turned around and tried to leave, but was stopped by a voice: "Senior Brother Lu, wait a minute."

Lu Mingyuan looked back and saw that it was his junior sister Lin Wan'er, so he stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lin Wan'er stepped forward quickly, a little hesitant, and after struggling for a while, she finally spoke: "Senior Brother Lu, do you... do you really have a Taoist partner?"

Lu Mingyuan was slightly stunned, then nodded: "Yes, Wan Ji and I have already formed a Taoist couple."

Lin Wan'er heard this and a hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes, but she quickly concealed it: "Why her? Patriarch Li has many suitors around him, and she may not be sincere to you."

"Besides, do you know that everyone is talking about you behind your back, saying that you are Patriarch Li's male concubine, saying that you..."

Lin Wan'er was a little unable to continue speaking here. She seemed not to want to say those unpleasant words in front of Lu Mingyuan.

"You said that I brought shame to the sect and that I relied on women to get to the top?" Lu Mingyuan calmly took over Lin Wan'er's words without any fluctuation on his face.

"I..." Lin Wan'er didn't expect Lu Mingyuan to say it so directly, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Wan'er, what people say is scary, but I don't care." Lu Mingyuan looked at her with a firm gaze, "I know what I am doing and what I want. Wan Ji and I are truly in love, not what you think."

"As for those rumors, I never took them to heart. Because I know that only strength can shut up those people."

"But Patriarch Li and the Lord of Jiuluo River are also a sworn brother and sister. You said that she and you are truly in love. Then how should the Lord of Jiuluo River deal with it?" Lin Wan'er couldn't help but ask this sharp question.

When Lu Mingyuan heard Lin Wan'er mention the Lord of Jiuluo River, he frowned slightly, but soon regained his composure.

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "I also know about the relationship between Jiuluohe Lord and Wanji. But matters of the heart are not something that outsiders can judge."

"There is a deep emotional bond between Wan Ji and I, which cannot be established overnight. As for Jiu Luohe Lord, I respect his existence and understand the emotional entanglement between him and Wan Ji."

"Falling in love with a woman like this, aren't you asking for trouble?" Lin Wan'er shook her head and sighed, obviously not optimistic about Lu Mingyuan's choice.

"Wan'er, when it comes to love, it's like drinking water. You know whether it's hot or cold. Wan Ji is my firm choice. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, I have finally decided on her."

Lin Wan'er watched his back gradually walking away, feeling mixed emotions.

She once had some fantasy about Lu Mingyuan, but now it seems that the fantasy is destined to be a passing cloud.

She sighed softly and turned back to her tent.