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

The gigantic creature that stirred up the clouds poked its head out from the mist, revealing its true face.

Its long snow-white beard fluttered in the wind, and its deep yellow dragon eyes were like giant lanterns, emitting a faint light. Even if it was hundreds of meters away, one could still feel the pressure it brought.

The moment he looked into his eyes, Ji Qingzhou felt a chill on his back, but something felt wrong.

The dragon's eyes were majestic, yet dead-like, staring in the same direction.

If you look closely at the black dragon head, you can find extremely hidden traces of splicing.

It's not a real dragon, but a mechanical dragon.

With the sound of the mechanism operating, the dragon's head lowered towards the ground and swam out from the clouds, revealing its dragon body divided into sections.

Each section of the dragon's body is a separate pavilion, with warm yellow light shining through the carved wooden windows.

"My lord, this is the flying spiritual weapon of my Qianji Sect, named 'Youtian', and it is made in imitation of the ancient true dragon."

Hao Ren explained, "In order to create Youtian, the sect summoned hundreds of skilled craftsmen from all over the world. After ten years of design and twenty years of forging, they finally completed this work."

"Originally Youtian was a red dragon, but on the day it was completed, the Heavenly Dao gathered thunderclouds and brought down a thunderstorm. After Youtian survived the thunderstorm, he was plated with black and became what he is today."

Hao Ren sighed: "That was a hundred years ago. The current sect master was still a disciple at that time."

Ji Qingzhou looked at the gradually approaching dragon and couldn't help asking, "Are there still real dragons now?"

As a Chinese in his previous life, Ji Qingzhou had a different complex about dragons than others.

They are already in the world of immortal cultivation, so it’s not too much to let her see a real dragon, right?

Hao Ren shook his head and said, "Although the Qianji Sect claims to know the secrets of the world, as far as I know, after the Three Realms War ten thousand years ago, there are no more real dragons in the world. It is also possible that the dragons are hiding in a corner of the world and have no contact with ordinary people, but that is not something I can know."

"And the dragon race is proud. After they die, they will bury the bodies of their fellow dragons in a secret place that only the dragon race can enter."

Hao Ren added: "If it is left outside and someone makes an artifact out of it, they will collectively hunt down the person and take the artifact away or destroy it. So now, let alone seeing a real dragon, even objects containing dragon remains do not exist."

Ji Qingzhou felt a little sorry when he heard this, "In that battle ten thousand years ago, the immortal cultivation world suffered heavy losses."

The human race lost its top combat power, the demon race also lost countless powerful demon cultivators, and many races even became extinct in that battle.

Hao Ren also sighed: "Now in the Dharma Ending Age, I can only read the texts left over from history, and I can't imagine the glory of the immortal cultivation world back then."

As the two were talking, a dragon of machinery hovered in the sky, casting a large shadow that covered the area.

A spiritual light flashed out from the pavilion on the dragon's body and instantly landed in front of Ji Qingzhou and others, revealing several figures.

All the visitors were dressed in the crimson clothing of Qianjimen. Due to their different identities and status, the details and styles of the clothing also varied.

The person in the lead's clothes seemed low-key, but the details revealed exquisite luxury. Her long hair was tied up and decorated with several gold and jade hairpins. Although the hairpins were complicated in style, they did not look redundant when put together, but only looked gorgeous.

She looked to be only 28 or 29 years old, but her eyes were as deep as the ocean. Just by looking into her eyes, one seemed to be able to see from her eyes the unique charm that young people could not possess, which was the result of years of accumulation.

Ji Qingzhou felt that this person looked somewhat familiar and immediately thought of Liu Furuo.

The woman in front of him was somewhat similar to Liu Furuo.

To be precise, Liu Furuo looks like her.

"See the door master."

Hao Ren, who was standing by, as well as An Liu and Xiang He, who came rushing over after hearing the noise, all bowed to the woman, confirming Ji Qingzhou's guess.

As they are both from the orthodox sect, Ji Qingzhou, as a disciple of the Wuliang Sect, would naturally not be impolite.

Ji Qingzhou bowed his hands and saluted, neither humble nor arrogant: "Junior Ji Qingzhou of Wuliang Sect, greets the leader of Qianji Sect."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone present had different expressions.

Hao Ren: Ji Qingzhou? Such a familiar name... Wait! The unlucky Ji Qingzhou who was deceived by the demon cultivator and took the blame for the collapse of Sanshui Secret Realm? It turns out that the immortal is Ji Qingzhou? You demon cultivator who is full of lies, you really deserve to die!

Xiang He: The first genius to fall in the world of immortal cultivation! Oh my god, the big man in the rumors is actually by my side? !

An Liu: The scapegoat of Wuliang Sect!

“Miss Ji, there is no need to be polite. It is I who should thank you. I heard that it was you who saved my family and helped the weak.”

Unlike his subordinates who all changed their expressions, the leader of Qianji Sect had a kind smile on his face and said, "Since you are a lifesaver who helps the weak, you should also be one of us. If you don't mind, you can call me Aunt Liu."

The leader of Qianji Sect is named Liu Xihe. Because he has fire spiritual roots, he mainly studies fire-related magic.

In her early years, she had a fortuitous encounter and obtained the ancient top-level secret cultivation method "True Yang Breaking Demon Art". She used her unique skill "Ten Suns in the Sky" to kill countless demon cultivators of higher levels and was called Dongjun Taoist.

Dongjun, like Xihe, is another name for the sun god.

Liu Xihe took the initiative to ask Ji Qingzhou to call her Aunt Liu instead of her Taoist name, which shows her friendliness and closeness to Ji Qingzhou.

"The reason why Fellow Daoist Liu was injured was because of me. She was able to come out of the secret realm on her own."

Ji Qingzhou did not hide what happened in the secret realm. She said, "If Aunt Liu thinks I am her savior, I am really ashamed."

After a pause, she took the initiative to say, "We'll talk about the details later. Aunt Liu should go see Fellow Daoist Liu first. She was injured in the Demon Cultivation Secret Realm, and now there is a demonic energy flowing through her body."

At this point, Ji Qingzhou frowned and said, "An Liu and I have tried to dispel the evil spirit, but we feel that the evil spirit seems to have intelligence and its whereabouts are strange and cannot be captured."

Upon hearing this, Liu Xihe looked at Ji Qingzhou deeply.

If it were an ordinary cultivator, facing her kindness, even if he didn't show it on his face, he would inevitably be unable to help but say a few polite words to her.

Ji Qingzhou urged her to visit Liu Furuo, which shows that he has a kind heart and puts people first.

"Okay, let me see."

Liu Xihe was also worried about his daughter, so he followed An Liu into Liu Furuo's tent, while the others stayed outside.

Ji Qingzhou also followed in. She was an alchemist and naturally understood medical principles. She was the person who knew Liu Furuo's condition best among the people present.

After listening to Ji Qingzhou's description, Liu Xihe held Liu Furuo's hand and transferred a ray of spiritual energy into his daughter's body to explore.

It was just as Ji Qingzhou said. Although he knew that there was evil energy in Liu Furuo's body, he was unable to capture it.

Even Liu Xihe, who had reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, had never seen such a situation.

Ji Qingzhou suddenly said: "I have some guesses."

Liu Xihe looked at her and said, "Miss Ji, please feel free to speak."

Ji Qingzhou said: "The story begins when I met a demon cultivator in the secret realm. When I fought with him, I found that he was holding a beating heart in his hand and was about to devour it. I suspected that the heart was left by the original owner of the secret realm."

It is no secret that demonic cultivators will devour the corpses of their own kind to strengthen themselves.

Ji Qingzhou continued, "Later, he teleported away, but his heart remained where it was, turning into a door leading to the exit. Fellow Daoist Liu threw himself into the door..."

Liu Xihe's expression changed slightly: "Do you suspect that the evil spirit in Fu Ruo's body is transformed from the heart of a demon cultivator?"