Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful

[Well, let’s go.]

When Tong Xiyuan opened his eyes again, he immediately felt the scorching sunlight above his head. He moved and found that he was sweating a lot, and his body was sticky and hot, which made him very uncomfortable.

When he lowered his head, he saw layer upon layer of ancient robes. Tong Xiyuan raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and thought to himself, no wonder it was so hot.

He was not in a hurry to receive information from the world, but first looked around at his surroundings.

He was surrounded by boys and girls of about his age, all dressed in gorgeous clothes, with jade pendants or exquisite purses hanging around their waists. Some of them held paper fans in an arrogant manner, some carried long swords on their backs and were determined to win, and some held strangely shaped objects with great ambition.

In front of them was a towering mountain, the top of which was submerged in mist and could not be seen clearly. Tong Xiyuan looked up and guessed that everyone was waiting for the mountain gate to open so that they could go up the mountain together.

Hearing the sound of murmuring discussions, Tong Xiyuan found a big tree for shade, sat down against the trunk, and eavesdropped.

"I heard that Lingxiao Sect intends to recruit a few more disciples this year. I wonder if I will be so lucky."

"More? I think it's fake news. Lingxiao Sect has always preferred to have fewer people than fewer. Just look at the cloud ladder used for the test. For hundreds of years, only the top ten have been accepted."

"So what if we accept more disciples? Those young masters and young ladies from aristocratic families are more talented than us, and the quota will only be taken by them."

"There's no need to be so discouraged. This year, Lingjian Peak's Master Changyun is not here, so the decision on accepting disciples has been handed over to his eldest disciple Lu Zhihan. Senior Brother Lu has a good temper and a soft heart, so who knows, he might accept us as his disciple?"

"I don't want to practice swordsmanship. It would be great if I could become a disciple of Master Shanyuan of Lingqi Peak and specialize in the art of refining weapons. Look, I've even prepared the apprenticeship gift."

"Hahaha, you'd better not embarrass yourself in front of Master Shanyuan by showing this ugly thing of yours."

……

Tong Xiyuan listened for a long time and found that the mountain gate showed no sign of opening, so he called out 999 to let it transmit the message.

【Okay.】999 Get to work quickly.

This is an ancient immortal cultivation plane. It is slightly different from the way Tong Xiyuan cultivated himself. People here can participate in the ceremony to test their spiritual roots since they become adults. The so-called spiritual roots are closely related to the five elements and represent a person's cultivation talent. The purer the spiritual roots, the higher the talent of that person, and the easier it is for him to become a disciple of the major immortal cultivation sects.

People rely on cultivation to continuously improve their own strength. Only by breaking through the tribulation period can they become immortals and go to heaven to become a free and unrestrained immortal. Unfortunately, as time goes by, the spiritual energy of this world has become less and less. In the past thousand years, no one in the world of immortal cultivation has succeeded in ascending.

Against this background, the hero and heroine met.

The heroine Liu Qingji is the daughter of the leader of the Blood Evil Sect, who is despised by the righteous. In order to help her father Liu Wushang defeat the righteous, she disguised herself and became a disciple of the leader of the Lingxiao Sect, Yun Zhenren, and became the junior sister of the hero Lu Zhihan. Liu Qingji was supposed to take the opportunity to cause chaos in the Lingxiao Sect, but she was moved by Lu Zhihan during their daily interactions, fell in love with him, and betrayed the Blood Evil Sect.

Upon hearing the news, Liu Wushang was extremely angry and brought the Blood Evil Sect to the door, intending to kill Lu Zhihan and take Liu Qingji back. He gathered several sects with bad intentions and joined forces to besiege Lingxiao Sect. At that time, the leader of Lingxiao Sect and several real people were out on business, and Xuanzhi Daozun, the strongest and most capable of protecting everyone, happened to be in seclusion. Lu Zhihan led a group of junior brothers and sisters to resist, but was gradually defeated by Liu Wushang and others.

In the critical moment, Liu Qingji saved Lu Zhihan's life by blocking the sword with his own body, but died in the arms of his Taoist companion. Lu Zhihan, who was inspired to fight, fought back and killed Liu Wushang, and when the head of the sect and others rushed back, he was able to protect the sect, but he lost his life because his meridians were broken.

After reading the message, Tong Xiyuan knew that Liu Qingji had become Lu Zhihan's junior sister at this point in time. He asked: [Ninth sister, what identity have you assigned to me this time? ]

999 cleared his throat, [Liu Wushang is the illegitimate child left behind after a one-night stand when he was young. The heroine is considered half your sister.]

Tong Xiyuan was silent for a second and understood its good intentions. This identity could allow him to get close to the heroine and the heroine when it was not exposed, and after it was exposed, it could also divert Liu Wushang's attention when necessary.

Tong Xiyuan asked again: [So is Fan He still the villain this time? ]

[Let me see,] 999 flipped through the hidden information and said in surprise: [It’s not him! Yuanbao, your husband is the Xuan Zhi Dao Zun who is in seclusion. He is the most powerful and respected leader of Ling Xiao Sect, but...]

Tong Xiyuan asked: [But what? ]

[He seems to be cultivating the ruthless way,] 999 quickly changed the subject, [Ahem, um, let me take a look at the subsequent world line. Three years after the hero and heroine died, a demonic sect called the Nether Palace suddenly appeared. The demonic cultivators were fascinating and confusing, disrupting the balance of the world of immortal cultivation. Later, Xuan Zhi Dao Zun came out of retreat and fought with the master of the Nether Palace...]

The small system is stuck again.

Tong Xiyuan sensed something was wrong, [What happened? ]

[He and the Lord of the Netherworld Palace died together!] 999 was shocked and said: [Your husband turned out to be a good person this time!]

It's incredible.

Hearing this, Tong Xiyuan's eyelashes trembled slightly. He picked up a fallen leaf from the ground and held it in his palm, asking: [How do you die together? Isn't he very powerful? ]

999 whispered: [That Netherworld Palace is also quite powerful. ]

"The ladder appears!"

Someone shouted, interrupting the conversation. Tong Xiyuan let go of the crushed leaves and let them fall. He stood up, brushed the dirt off his body, and followed the crowd forward.

In front of the high mountain where Lingxiao Sect was located, a long and tall illusory cloud ladder appeared out of thin air. At the end of the ladder, several figures with immortal looks were vaguely visible.

Some people below couldn't wait to start climbing the ladder, shouting, "I will be the first to arrive."

Reminded by that person, everyone joined the competition.

999 urged: [Yuanbao, we have to hurry up too. Lingxiao Sect only wants the top ten. Moreover, this ladder is extremely difficult to climb. It is divided into two stages. The first stage tests physical strength. There are a total of steps. You must climb up step by step by yourself.]

When it started talking, Tong Xiyuan had already started crawling.

999 continued: [The second stage tests one's character, with a total of steps. You can use spiritual power or spiritual tools, but there will be demons on the way. Only those with a firm character can reach the end.]

Tong Xiyuan still had enough physical strength, but after climbing for a while he was sweating profusely. Someone was climbing past him with gritted teeth. Tong Xiyuan paused, pulled at his hot collar and continued to climb.

999 felt distressed, [Wow, if only it was an advanced system, then Yuanbao wouldn't have to suffer. ]