After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

After the incident with the Burning Sky Sword, everyone dispersed, and the people from the Supreme Sky Sect supported each other as they walked down the mountain, but they were surrounded by a group of evil spirits halfway up the mountain.

Those evil spirits were like crazy, pouncing on them and biting them ferociously.

Xie Qingyu and Yuan Shaojin were already injured, not to mention the others. After being crippled by Chu Chaozhao, they were seriously injured by the mysterious god. In front of the mad evil spirit, they were like fish on the chopping board, unable to resist.

They tried their best to hide behind Xie Qingyu and Yuan Shaojin, who still had some strength left, but under the continuous attacks of the evil spirits, Xie Qingyu and Yuan Shaojin could no longer hold on.

Yuan Shaojin and Xie Qingyu turned their backs to each other and retreated down the mountain with their swords in hand. The young man who had been following them silently and hiding in a black robe without being noticed by anyone had long disappeared.

"Senior Sister, this is not a solution!" Yuan Shaojin spat out a mouthful of blood and said nervously.

Xie Qingyu's eyes flashed darkly: "Junior brother, find a chance to escape, don't fight hard!"

She couldn't die here, absolutely not! Her brilliant road to becoming an immortal had just begun!

"These evil spirits had obviously calmed down, so why did they suddenly go crazy and attack us? I guess it must be the evil magic of that lowly creature!"

If the evil spirits could talk, they would definitely say: Who told you to mess with someone you shouldn't mess with? Why mess with anyone else? Mess with the daughter of the big devil. If you want to die, we are here to send you off!

Yuan Shaojin's pale face was filled with viciousness, and vicious words flowed from his lips, which was completely inconsistent with his face that was supposed to be bright and noble.

"When I get down the mountain today, I will make sure she dies miserably!"

Thinking of that child whose talent was just as great as his own, in some cases even better than his, Xie Qingyu's heart suddenly tightened, as if being pinched by something, and he gradually felt suffocated.

Feeling like something was about to slip away, she caught a glimpse of the majestic Burning Heaven Sword in her hand, and all her thoughts vanished.

She, Xie Qingyu, was a disciple of Immortal Xuanxiao, the leader of the Supreme Xiao Sect. She was the most talented person in the eight continents and three regions!

Now she has fought her way out of the evil spirits and forced the unruly Phoenix to bow its head and submit to her. Her future is limitless and bright!

Who in the entire eight continents and three regions can compare? A mere child with no family background, even if he has some talent, what does that matter?

In this world, besides strength, background is also important, otherwise you can't make any progress!

Xie Qingyu's eyes were cold and solemn: "How can a mere child have the ability to control evil spirits?"

Yuan Shaojin was stabbed by that cold gaze, his heart trembled, and he lowered his head and said: "Senior Sister is right!"

Xie Qingyu had just killed an evil spirit and was about to run down the mountain when the edge of her skirt felt heavy.

She lowered her eyes and looked down. She saw a disciple from the Supreme Sky Sect, who was looking at her with expectation and respect, and behind him were other disciples who were squatting on the ground with their hands on their chests.

Xie Qingyu frowned and looked at the edge of her skirt that was stained by the bloody hands without saying a word.

"Senior sister, save me!" Seeing this, the man's eyes, which were full of hope, trembled and were full of pleading.

Others also knelt before her, begging her to save them.

She is the direct disciple of the Supreme Sky Sect, and they are also disciples of the Supreme Sky Sect. Although their status is not as high as hers, as long as they beg sincerely, even if bringing them along would be a burden, I believe that the senior sister will not abandon them.

That's my senior sister! A bright and noble senior sister! Maybe she will take over the position of the sect leader in the future. My senior sister has always been a fairy who helps the poor and the weak.

They will definitely repay the life-saving grace today, and will devote themselves to it until their death in the future.

They knew that they were a burden, but they never thought that Xie Qingyu would let them die. After all, this time, they were ordered to protect her in finding the sword.

But Xie Qingyu stared at the bloody hands for a long time without saying anything, which made them feel panic for no reason.

"Senior sister! Let's go!"

Yuan Shaojin struggled to kill an evil spirit, but when he turned around, he saw Xie Qingyu standing there motionless. He walked up to her quickly and saw a pair of bloody hands tightly grabbing the hem of his senior sister's skirt.

The cloud-blue dress was made of the finest Jiaosha that he had people search for at great expense of gold. It was sewn by one hundred and thirty-two weapon refiners, and the patterns on it were also selected by him personally. It was sewed stitch by stitch by the weapon refiners. Only members of the royal family could wear it, and yet it was soiled by a waste.

Yuan Shaojin's face suddenly sank, and he raised his sword in the blink of an eye. A cold light flashed, and the man's eyes widened, blood flowed from his neck, and he fell to the ground.

Xie Qingyu looked at him with a cold face: "What are you doing? This is my sect's disciple! How will you explain this to the sect when you return? If the world knows that you killed your fellow disciples, you will be condemned by the world! There will be no place for you in this world!"

Killing fellow disciples and clansmen is a taboo in the world of immortal cultivation, except for colluding with the demons!

Yuan Shaojin wiped the blood off his face, raised his sword and walked towards the remaining disciples who were following him step by step.

"Sister, they are not kind, but in this situation, they can only hold us back! Since sister can't be cruel, junior brother will do it for us. There are restrictions on the Immortal Mountain. Even if the disciples of the Supreme Sky Sect have the life tablet, it will be useless. No one knows what happened before death!"

"Besides, I am the prince, so I can kill him if I want. Who dares to criticize me?"

Those seriously injured disciples looked at the fallen disciple in disbelief, their faces pale, as if they had never thought that he would dare to do this.

"Brother! Sister! Please don't kill us!"

"Yuan Shaojin! You are so brave! You are harming your fellow disciples! Harming your fellow disciples will be punished by thunder!"

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"what--"

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Screams of unwillingness and fear were heard one after another. All the disciples of the Supreme Sky Sect died at the hands of their fellow disciples and died with their eyes open.

They never believed until their death that they did not die in the fight for the sword, nor did they die at the hands of the evil spirit, but died at the hands of their fellow disciples whom they had protected and respected along the way.

The young man stood in a pool of blood, the blood on the sword in his hand continued to flow into the soil of the Immortal Mountain. Meeting Xie Qingyu's calm eyes, he actually smiled.

"They are just common people. Even if they have become immortals, it is their honor to be our stepping stone."

The Burning Sky Sword trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "cruel!"

Xie Qingyu looked at the disciples of the Supreme Sky Sect without frowning, still with that detached look: "I said before, Junior Brother, you are too cruel, which is not conducive to cultivating immortals and becoming gods."

The young man dropped his sword and took out a potion to destroy the bodies of those people. He said, "I will follow the instructions of Senior Sister."

But, for his senior sister, he would do anything.

"If your actions were known to the world, they would probably be engraved on the monument of sin and put into the tower of evil."

When mentioning that place full of sin, everyone would be a little afraid, but Yuan Shaojin was not afraid at all.

"I am from the Yuan family, who dares to touch me?"

Xie Qingyu did not refute because he was right, that was the rule of this world.

"Besides," the young man raised his head, still full of vigor and enthusiasm, and his eyes were full of ardent affection, "Does it matter whether or not you can become a god? As long as Senior Sister can become a god, that's all."

Xie Qingyu, however, remained indifferent. He killed the evil spirit and found a way down the mountain.

He urged, "There seem to be fewer evil spirits over there, let's go."

"Okay~" Yuan Shaojin took out another sword, a sword that truly belonged to him.

The bodies were destroyed and all traces of the crime were covered. The evil spirits would not speak, nor would they testify for anyone. No one knew what happened today, and they did not take the dead to heart.

Little did they know that there was a sword that noticed their actions.

The crowd on the Immortal Mountain dispersed, but the mountain has not been closed yet, and there are still cultivators who keep coming to look for the sword.

However, unlike previous years, this year's Immortal Mountain was filled with shrill screams of self-doubt from the top to the bottom of the mountain.

"Where are the swords! Where are the swords! There are so many swords on such a big mountain!"

Everyone who goes up the mountain asks the same question.

There was a cultivator who climbed to the top of the Immortal Mountain with all his might, but what he saw was the same as what he had seen along the way... completely bare, and he fainted instantly.

"Who is this? So wicked! Are the bandits invading the village? They can even pluck out the baldness of the Immortal Mountain?"

“Ahhh! Don’t let me find out who did this! I climbed to the top of the mountain with great difficulty! For this day, I climbed ninety-nine times!”

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