The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

"In the past, there was one saint, two sects and nine schools in the world of immortal cultivation. The one saint was my Wuliang Sect."

"However, the aftermath of the Three Realms War ten thousand years ago still affects us today. In order to resist the invasion of the Demon Realm, our Wuliang Sect has sacrificed generations of top genius monks."

“In the past, there were one saint, two sects and nine gates, but now there are three sects and nine gates.”

"Outsiders say that our Wuliang Sect is the number one sect in the world of immortal cultivation, but this title of number one was built with the blood of generations after generations, and in the end, all that was left to us was a mess."

"The previous headmaster, my master, was the best sword cultivator in the world of immortal cultivation at that time. He had reached the perfect stage of Mahayana and was only one step away from advancing to the stage of transcending tribulation. He was expected to open the tombs of the gods and lead the entire world of immortal cultivation into a new era."

"But four hundred years ago, in order to save the eleven leaders of the two sects, nine schools and clans trapped in the battlefield, she sacrificed herself and died together with the demon army and the current Demon Emperor."

"I was only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul at that time, but I was hastily promoted to the position of the head of the sect, and it was even difficult for me to convince the others."

Having said this, the headmaster closed his eyes, seemingly unwilling to talk about the hardships of the past.

Elder Xing couldn't help but remain silent. He and the previous sect leader were cultivators of the same generation, so he naturally knew what a brilliant and extraordinary person the other person was.

That is an existence that any monk of the same era could never reach.

But in the end it ended in a miserable defeat. Not only did the Wuliang Sect lose its leader in that battle, it also lost a lot of its top combat forces, and its vitality was severely damaged, and it has not recovered to this day.

"Hundreds of years have passed, and most of the people who participated in the war are dead. How many people still remember the kindness of our Wuliang Sect? People nowadays only know that our Wuliang Sect is not as good as before, and they try every means to bring us down."

The head of the sect sighed softly, "I am also trembling with fear sitting in this position, as if I were walking on thin ice!"

Elder Xing couldn't help but sigh: "Master, I withdraw my previous request."

Since the Sect Leader had said so, how could he continue to plead for Ji Qingzhou?

"It's not that I don't want to protect the sect's disciples, but Ji Qingzhou's situation is special. This matter involves demonic cultivation, and we can't leave any room for outsiders to talk about it."

The head of the sect consoled her, "I know I have treated that child badly. I will compensate her when she is out of confinement."

How could Ji Qingzhou lack anything?

Elder Xing thought that her master was from the Taoist Bai Wei lineage, and that she was famous for being rich.

But he could only say: "The master is thoughtful."

The matter was settled and Elder Xing left.

The head of the sect watched the red light disappear into the sky, and suddenly said, "You can come out now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the rock behind the pavilion suddenly cracked open, and a young man wearing the brown uniform of a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall walked out. He had an ordinary appearance, but a black mark on his left cheek was somewhat conspicuous.

As soon as the young man reached the pavilion, he was knocked away by an invisible force, hit hard against the rocks, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He did not get angry, but knelt on the ground, terrified and said: "My disciple did not do a good job, and the master punished me well."

The headmaster poured himself a cup of tea and said slowly, "The knife has been handed to you, but you are still alive and well. I don't know if you are useless or Ji Qingzhou is lucky."

Young men dare not speak.

The head of the sect drank the tea and said, "Well, that girl has had a good life since she was a child. Such a genius must be protected by the heavens. It is not easy to eliminate her... It's a pity that we missed this good opportunity."

After a pause, he seemed to say to himself: "Bai Wei, you are so lucky."

The young man knew that he had passed this level, so he hurriedly said, "Master, I have a plan."

"Oh?" The headmaster glanced at him.

The young man said, "Ji Qingzhou helped the demon cultivator escape this time and also destroyed the Sanshui Secret Realm. The Tianyin Sect, which was supposed to be the organizer of the next secret realm opening and gain a lot of benefits from it, hates her to the core."

"And the organizer of this event, the Spirit Beast Sect, not only lost the natural treasures that opened the secret realm due to the collapse of the secret realm, but also suffered the most serious injuries due to sending a large number of disciples into the secret realm. The injured disciples of this sect were the ones who clamored for severe punishment of Ji Qingzhou."

The young man laughed coldly: "If we spread the news and let them mistakenly believe that Ji Qingzhou was not severely punished and will receive compensation from you, the leader, many people will definitely be dissatisfied!"

"Ji Qingzhou can't stay in the sect forever after coming out of the cold prison. She will have to go out eventually. By then, I'm sure many people will be interested in 'communicating' with her. Even if she is a genius blessed by the heaven, so what? There are so many geniuses who were injured because of her when they entered the secret realm this time!"

After hearing his words, the head finally smiled and said, "Then I'll leave this matter to you."

"Disciple accepts the order!"

……

The freezing cold mountain prison.

After hearing Ji Qingzhou's words, the bald chicken couldn't help but complain: "You humans are so cunning. If I get close to you, I really don't know how much I will suffer."

Ji Qingzhou smiled and said, "Want to eat barbecue?"

Rebellious little black bug: "Eat, eat, eat, eat! Meat! I'm hungry!"

Bald Chicken: "...eat."

Ji Qingzhou went to barbecue with a smile on his face, leaving the bald chicken scratching the wall on the other side of the dialog box.

Another plate of meat was served to each of them. Ji Qingzhou was about to continue but was stopped by Bald Chicken.

Bald Chicken: “No thanks.”

Ji Qingzhou was puzzled: "Are you full?"

Rebellious little black bug: "I don't have any! Hungry, hungry, hungry!"

Bald Chicken: "I just ate half a plate and found that its effect on me gradually faded away. I guess the benefit I can get from these foods on a daily basis is limited."

Yes, if he could eat it endlessly, it would only take a few months for him to completely dispel the evil spirit in his body. How could such a good thing happen in the world?

Rebellious little black bug: "I don't understand. I'm hungry!"

Ji Qingzhou: "Then I'll make you something else to eat."

Bald Chicken: "Even if I feed you a pig, you still won't be full!"

Then, Bald Chicken said to Ji Qingzhou: "Don't spoil this guy too much. He has a special body. No matter how much he eats, he won't feel full. Besides, he can't eat too much now."

Ji Qingzhou knew that the bald chicken was not lying, so he could only say to the rebellious little black bug who sent the sobbing message: "How about this, I will make you another dessert after dinner, and I will cook tomorrow."

It just so happens that she also needs to give herself some time to understand her current physical condition.

Now that she has escaped the fate in the book, the future is unknown. She must grasp the current situation and plan her future path carefully to avoid unnecessary tragedies.

After putting away the barbecue grill, Ji Qingzhou quickly thought of what dessert to make for the two of them.

Since she was in a cold prison with ice everywhere, she decided to make some shaved ice for the two of them. It just so happened that the jam she made a few days ago had not been opened yet.

Ji Qingzhou took out a can of spiritual spring water, and just as he poured it out, it was frozen by the biting cold air of the mountain. He then used a tool to brush and scrape it, and ice cubes fell into broken snow, and soon two large bowls were filled with it.

Ji Qingzhou made jams in many flavors. She carefully selected her favorite peach jam and strawberry jam, made double-combination shaved ice, and then sent it to the chat group.

Tomb of the Gods, opened the red envelope and saw a big bowl of shaved ice with pink jam. Bald Chicken couldn't help but frowned: "How can I, a grown man, eat something that little girls like to eat?"

“This idea is so outdated.”

Ji Qingzhou shook his head and said seriously: "Boys nowadays should eat this kind of pink and tender dessert!"