Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

On the way to Qingluan Peak with Ning Xiyuan, Shen Shiwei hesitated for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to grab Ning Xiyuan's sleeve.

"Young Master, do you really think I can participate in the Four Directions Meeting?"

Shen Shiwei felt a little embarrassed.

Correct.

She has already established her foundation at this age. Although she is not as talented as the young sect master, she is definitely gifted.

But her aura...

The spiritual energy is impure and lacks aggressiveness.

In fact, she knows everything.

"Of course, I know your talent."

Ning Xiyuan praised with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement.

Shen Shiwei: "......"

The young master's confidence in her made her feel scared.

But her sword...

"We suggest that you try poison cultivation." Ning Xiyuan's voice came again quickly, interrupting Shen Shiwei's thoughts.

"what?"

Shen Shiwei was stunned.

She never expected this answer.

Poison cultivator?

The lower spiritual world is headed by sword cultivation, and the other seven cultivation systems include magic cultivation, talisman cultivation, knife cultivation, sound cultivation, body cultivation, and medical cultivation.

As for the rest...

They are all considered inferior, and even there are very few basic books circulating in the world.

Poison cultivator...she had never come into contact with one before.

"What's the difference between poison cultivation and medical cultivation?"

Ning Xiyuan stood still, facing Shen Shiwei with the corners of her mouth raised.

"No...no difference?" Shen Shiwei couldn't help but ask back, and then began to think.

Ning Xiyuan: "Just a little difference."

Shen Shiwei asked: "What's the difference?"

She was born into a medical family. Although she was a fool, she was familiar with everything about medical practice.

She knew all those books and techniques by heart.

In just these few seconds, countless differences have already appeared in my mind.

"The difference between killing people and saving people." Ning Xiyuan answered quickly.

Shen Shiwei: "......"

Uh.

Is this the little difference in the legend?

Shen Shiwei's thoughts drifted far away.

No matter how unwelcome she was in the family and how hard she tried in the Futu Sect, it was all in vain.

The girl in front of him was still talking: "A rare body of chaos."

"Shen Shiwei, don't you want to become stronger?"

"Don't you want to go to the spirit world?"

Shen Shiwei came back to her senses and stared blankly at the girl in front of her.

These words echoed in her mind over and over again.

Ning Xiyuan knew Shen Shiwei's answer without having to say it.

Why did you leave your family and come to the Futu Sect?

Why did she cruelly give up her identity, abandon her path and start a new one?

The answers are all in Shen Shiwei's various choices.

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Shen Shiwei chose to believe.

So what if she is a poison cultivator? She just wants to become stronger and no longer be at the mercy of others.

The Sifang Fengyun Club... She had never dared to think about it before, but now this opportunity is right in front of her! Why should she hesitate?

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw a man with messy hair like dead grass, wearing tattered clothes and a face as pale as paper, writing furiously.

White papers flew out of his hands one by one, piling up into a thick stack on the ground.

This is....

Their companions?

The corners of Shen Shiwei's mouth twitched as she listened to Ning Xiyuan's introduction: "I just decided to become a talisman cultivator today and I'm working hard on it."

"..."

Shen Shiwei was shocked on the spot.

It turns out she’s not the only one who changed her career.

Their team is really all-encompassing.

Looking at the man writing furiously...

Shen Shiwei could only remember one sentence now.

Studying makes people crazy.

When Ning Xiyuan handed her the thick book materials on poison cultivation, the only thing left in Shen Shiwei's mind was the fear of being dominated by what she was learning.

But the girl in front of her gave her an encouraging smile and her voice was clear.

"As long as you don't die, you will learn from the dead."

"Nine days of hard study and preparation for the competition, one go to create brilliance!"

Shen Shiwei: “….”

She was a little hot-blooded, not sure why.

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In Yuehua Sect, a beautiful young lady is embroidering.

"Zhenzhen, why bother to lose that person! Just listen to your mother's advice. At worst, don't go."

The woman sighed and patted Qu Zhen on the shoulder.

Qu Zhen lowered her head, looking at the book about Fa Xiu in her hand. She didn't look up, but just asked calmly.

"What about Qu Yingtian?"

"Qu Yingtian is only at the foundation-building stage, why don't you go and persuade him not to participate?"

The woman frowned: "Zhenzhen, don't be angry."

"Yingtian needs to go out and experience some setbacks, so that he won't become arrogant and lose his integrity."

"You are different, Zhenzhen."

"You are already a young genius. You don't need to prove it to anyone. Why suffer that?"

"I heard that Ning Jin is surrounded by people with great talents. They have no sense of propriety when fighting. What if he gets hurt?"

Qu Zhen put down the book in her hand and looked at the woman.

She saw in those eyes all care and concern...

"..."

There are so many things I want to say, but in the end I say nothing.

Qu Zhen felt deeply powerless. She couldn't control her emotions and was ultimately drowned in depression.

"Hey, Zhenzhen is angry?"

When Sect Master Yuehua came in, he spoke in a relaxed tone, comforting her: "It's just a big competition, how can it be worthy for our little princess to participate?"

Qu Zhen's heart sank gradually.

Yes.

That's what my father said.

Just a big comparison.

The Quartet did not mention it at all.

There was no mention of the opportunity to go to the spiritual world.

Can...

Qu Zhen asked herself, was her father's love fake? Or was her mother's concern fake?

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Demon Realm, Spirit Demon City.

The upper spiritual world is isolated from the lower spiritual world. Starting from Endless City, the power of His Majesty the Seventh Prince has spread at an extremely fast speed.

Lingyao City was captured at lightning speed.

Ying Yi dragged the Lord of Lingyao City into the hall and saluted to the young man sitting in the main seat.

"Your Highness! He was about to abandon the city and flee, but I have captured him!"

"What do you think we should do with it? Steam it or boil it, chop it or scrape it."

"This person has excellent skin, and it would also look good if it was made into a human skin lantern!"

He made the suggestion earnestly, and other close associates echoed him silently.

The blood will awaken the most primitive impulse of every demon, and excitement will occupy their brains.

Killing is the nature of all demons.

Those who had sinned against him in the past, kneeling on the ground, trembled with fear.

With his thunderous methods and bloody cruelty, no one in the entire lower spiritual world is not afraid of him.

Skinning!?

Is this something a normal demon could come up with?

The young man sitting in the main seat was playing with the exquisite dagger in his hand. When he heard this suggestion, he paused, raised the corner of his mouth, and was obviously satisfied.

Just got up...

The smile on the boy's face disappeared completely.

He looked at his own slender white fingers, a hint of annoyance appearing in his eyes.

After a while, he changed his mind and gritted his teeth: "Grant me to commit suicide."

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First of all, the supporting characters may or may not have an official partner.

I probably rarely or even rarely write a sub-CP

Secondly, I hate balancing literature.

Finally, good night everyone~