A Beta boy working part-time in another world

Wujiu carefully checked the luggage that the gentleman carried with him and found that they were all necessities for daily life, but the only thing missing was a weapon to protect himself.

"That's all. You don't have any weapons. Do you want to survive in the wilderness?"

Ye Sui smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know any magic either. I can't control the magic weapons used by immortal cultivators. Only this storage bag can be used. It can hold a lot of luggage."

After hearing this, Wujiu fell into deep thought. After a moment, his eyes lit up and he seemed to have thought of something.

"I have something for you, sir."

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of white wings as pure as snow appeared behind Wujiu.

The pair of wings slowly opened, emitting a hazy holy light.

Ye Sui had seen Wujiu display its wings a long time ago, but every time he saw it, he felt so shocked that he wanted to kneel down and worship it.

This is an angel.

A beautiful and sacred creature.

When that layer of holy light shines on your body, it seems to be able to wash away all the dirt in this world.

Before he had time to admire the beautiful pair of wings, Wujiu plucked a tuft of hair in two strokes. His technique was quick and neat, without a trace of hesitation, and Ye Sui was stunned.

"you……"

Being so cruel to yourself.

Wujiu ignored him and gave Ye Sui a handful of white feathers in his hand, smiling innocently, as if asking for praise.

"Please take it, sir."

Ye Sui stretched out his hand in panic, and a handful of soft feathers fell into his palm.

There were too many feathers to cover them with both hands, and they floated out from the fingertips like snow.

"Why are you plucking your own feathers?" Ye Sui quickly covered them with his clothes and looked at Wujiu with a puzzled look.

"My feathers are possessed by magic. If you are in danger, you can take out a feather to resist."

The latter shook its wings indifferently, not caring about the bald spot at all, and retracted its wings.

Ye Sui glanced at the feathers in his pocket, his mouth twitching slightly, "You don't need so many..."

You've plucked yourself bald.

Wujiu sat down nonchalantly, took the cup that the gentleman had drunk from, and took a sip of tea.

"Sir, don't be frugal. I have plenty of feathers on my wings. If they're not enough in the future, I'll pluck some more for you."

Ye Sui: “…”

That's not what he meant.

In the past, Ye Sui saw that Wujiu was very careful about his reputation, but now he has changed his mind.

He wanted to ask Wujiu if the bald spot was okay, but Wujiu just ran away.

"This guy……"

Ye Sui shook his head and squatted on the ground to pick up the broken feathers scattered on the ground.

This good thing cannot be wasted.

He found a larger sachet and stuffed all the feathers into it.

The brocade bag filled with feathers is bulging, like a small pillow.

I rubbed it and it was quite soft.

…………

On the day of departure, the sky in Muyun City was clear.

The employees in the store came out to see Ye Sui off, but Ye Sui waved his hand and told them not to see him off.

When they arrived outside the city gate, Yan Fei and Yan Wenqi took out their magic swords. Ye Sui looked at them and had a big question mark above his head.

Yan Fei realized that he had forgotten to explain where he went.

"Huangzhou is very far from here. We need to fly to the next place with a flying boat."

"I see." Ye Sui nodded and asked, "Who will take me then?"

Jiang Lai was delighted and was about to speak when his master spoke first.

"Me."

"Okay." Ye Sui took Yan Fei's hand and was lifted up by him to hold the sword.

Jiang Laixi: “…”

I felt even more resentful towards my master.

Ye Sui experienced flying with a sword for the first time.

The feeling of stepping on the magic sword is really strange.

As the altitude increased, Ye Sui could feel the air getting colder. The wind was indirectly blocked outside the barrier, with only a slight breeze passing by, so people would not feel cold.

Looking down, through the layers of white clouds, you can see the distant mountains and the gradually setting sun.

Yan Fei was flying in front with his sword, while Jiang Laixi and Yan Wenqi were on his left and right.

They didn't speak, and Ye Sui didn't feel comfortable speaking either, so he just quietly appreciated the scenery around him.

After a while, the four of them passed through a continuous mountain range. When the mountains disappeared, an endless plain appeared, and finally an endless ocean.

Yan Fei was a little bored, so he went to chat with Ye Sui.

"How does it feel?"

Ye Sui answered truthfully, "It's amazing."

His answer surprised Yan Fei.

Most mortals would be very excited when they fly on a sword for the first time, but Ye Sui was just the opposite. He was calm and quiet from the moment he stepped on the sword, which made him seem different from others.

Yan Fei added: "This sea is called the Endless Sea. After crossing the Endless Sea, the opposite side is Yizhou, where many immortal cultivators gather. When you take a flying boat, you will pass by a small island closest to Huangzhou."

Ye Sui was curious, "Master Yan, can't we just fly there on our swords?"

Yan Fei shook his head. "That fallen senior set up a strange magic circle near Huangzhou to prevent other immortal cultivators from approaching it. Any immortal cultivator who approached would temporarily lose their magic power."

"So, after we reach the island, don't we have to take a boat there?"

Yan Fei nodded, "That's right."

Ye Sui asked again: "After arriving in Huangzhou, can you still use your magic power?"

"Yes, as long as you pass through it."

Yan Fei hasn't finished speaking yet.

The sea area that restricts the magic power of immortal cultivators is called the Deadly Black Sea by immortal cultivators.

The danger of the deadly Black Sea is not only for cultivators who have lost their magic power, but also for ordinary mortals.

As for what is in the deadly Black Sea, no one knows yet.

Those who can go in and come out alive are all the best in the world of immortal cultivation. After coming out, they never mention a word about what is in the deadly Black Sea, and everyone knows very little information.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Yan Wenqi frowned.

He originally thought that Yan Fei was going to Huangzhou to look for treasure, but now he realized that Yan Fei wanted to take this young man with him.

He sent a message to Yan Fei, his tone slightly angry.

"Yan Fei, why did you take a mortal like him to a place like that?"

"He went to find someone, and I returned his favor. From now on, we owe each other nothing. This is good."

Yan Wenqi glanced at Yan Fei with an inquiring look.

"I have never been to Huangzhou. Are you sure?"

Yan Fei glanced back at Yan Wenqi and smiled with his teeth bared.

"My senior sister and I borrowed a magic weapon to protect ourselves, so nothing will happen to anyone."

"What magic weapon?" Yan Wenqi was curious.

"The Jade Flute of the Underworld." Yan Fei replied.

Yan Wenqi stopped questioning Yan Fei and fell into deep thought.

Jade Flute of the Underworld.

One of the ancient magical instruments.

The Netherworld Jade Flute is a magical instrument created by the first Demon Lord, which can summon all the ghosts in the underworld to obey his orders.

When this demon king passed away, his natal magic weapon was lost in the human world and was finally obtained by the Xiaoyao Sect.

This magical weapon is a bit evil and generally only women can wield it. Men are restricted in their use.

So far, no cultivator has been able to explain the difference in usage of the Netherworld Jade Flute between female and male cultivators.

In short, the Netherworld Jade Flute is an overly evil magical instrument.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Wenqi conveyed the message to Yan Fei.

"You might be in control?"

"Senior sister has already taught me the formula. I've practiced it twice, so it shouldn't be a problem."

"Don't let it backfire."

"Of course not."

Yan Fei smiled casually at the people around him, turned around, and stared at Ye Sui's back thoughtfully.

Really fragrant.

This young man, maybe he takes a bath with flowers every day.

Yan Fei was thinking in a mess, but couldn't think of what flower could match this fragrance.