However, Jiang Que was overthinking it. The magic tools used by the Immortal Sect for testing were not that advanced yet, otherwise it would not be possible for a spy from the Demon Clan to sneak into the Immortal Sect so easily.

Jiang Que went back to sleep after finishing the test.

The days of cultivating immortals are dull and boring. In addition to listening to the elders’ lectures on weekdays, as an inner disciple, you will also be arranged to give lectures to outer disciples.

Jiang Que would go to the library from time to time to look through books and see how the old seniors who practiced Wuqing in the past had broken through the Dao.

Although this body is occupied by Jiang Que, his mental method may change depending on Jiang Que's state of mind.

But the Tao is still the Tao of the original owner. Jiang Que only needs to understand how to break it.

Jiang Que read a lot of stories told by his seniors, and found that most of them were about being trapped in love.

Jiang Que is thick-skinned and he doesn't have any worries about this.

Or... he should grab the male lead and have sex with him a few more times? ?

What if it breaks while you’re at it?

Jiang Que thought it made sense.

But he did not take the initiative, because someone had the same mission as him, and he would go to the sun himself.

Excluding his temper, Jiang Que is a very patient angler when it comes to fishing.

I stayed in the Crying Soul Pavilion for more than half a year.

The peach trees in the yard bloom and wither, and the peaches they produce slowly ripen.

The original owner’s cultivation was not good and he didn’t know the Body Cleansing Technique, but Jiang Que liked to carry a large basin to the hot spring in the back mountain to take a bath.

Deep in the dense forest at night, the moonlight is dim, and the wind is filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves. It is so thrilling.

Fortunately, there is a magic circle in the yard that can block out such sounds.

However, the magic circle is simple and can block the sound of the wind, but it cannot block certain people.

Jiang Que had just returned from bathing in the back mountain, holding a wooden basin in his hand, wearing a moon-white single-piece robe with a long rope loosely tied around his waist. He looked handsome, as if he was a fairy who had descended from the Moon Palace.

As soon as the immortal stepped into the room, he saw a young man in red leaning on his clean and tidy bed.

Although they are all wearing red clothes, they are different from the seductive outfits in the Demon Realm.

At least the boy now knew to wear pants.

He was still barefoot, and the golden bell on his left ankle was still there.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, after Jiang Que entered the door, the young man slowly opened his pair of red eyes, which he was too lazy to hide. Like a fairy that could suck people's souls, he slowly fell on Jiang Que who was at the door.

The young man curled his lips slowly and raised his hand to wave.

The door behind Jiang Que was suddenly closed by an invisible wind.

The door slammed shut, and the next second, a bell rang, a cold wind blew, and a young man in red suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Que.

The boy walked barefoot on the floor, one in red and one in white, and kept approaching Jiang Que. His beautiful fingers gently stroked Jiang Que's face, with an alluring smile on his lips.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, and you are still so handsome. I miss you so much."

The young man’s fingers touched Jiang Que’s lips, and his fingertips slid back and forth across them.

Just as the boy raised his head for a kiss.

Jiang Que held the wooden basin and placed it between the two of them, separating the young man from him.

His face was stern and his posture was upright, giving him the look of a cold, aloof, and abstinent immortal.

"This is the Dusheng Gate, which is filled with magic arrays to fight against demons. Your Highness, please return before I take action."

Yanhui was blocked by a basin. He chuckled, pulled the basin from Jiang Que's hand and threw it away. The dirty clothes inside fell to the ground and the wooden basin rolled several times.

Jiang Que was forced against the door, and Yan Xi leaned forward and touched his face: "Immortal Lord, are you concerned about me? Otherwise, why don't you take action? I am the demon that you cultivators hate the most."

Since the male protagonist has said so, Jiang Que would be sorry for him if he didn’t take action.

I don't know where he took out a tube and opened it, and suddenly a brilliant firework broke through the roof and exploded in the dark night sky.

This is specifically used to convey messages or emergency help.

A burst of fireworks can last about three to five minutes, accompanied by a piercing sound, ensuring that people within a radius of several kilometers can see and hear it.

This is Dushengmen, one of the most important sects for cultivating immortals among the hundreds of immortal sects. It will only take a few breaths for them to see the signal coming over.

Yanhui was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this guy would really dare to let it go.

What a cruel heart.

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