The villain is right beside me

The change of ownership of the first Spiritual Pattern Tower's top spot sparked much discussion among the public.

The change of the top spot in the second Spirit Pattern Tower finally woke everyone up!

It only took seven days for the two towers to change hands.

Suddenly, the disciples of the Lingwen lineage were divided into two factions in the debate. One faction supported Senior Sister Yixuan, such as Hong Yuanshan; the other faction supported "Xian". They hoped that this dark horse could give them another surprise.

By the way, the disciples gave this unknown "immortal" a name - Master of Immortal Patterns.

Their senior sister Yixuan entered the second Spirit Pattern Tower again. This time, she completed the 100,000 runes in less than four days. However, the word "Xian" on the top of the tower remained unchanged.

Yixuan's face turned pale. She had fought to her limit this time, but she was still not as good as...

"I'm afraid this person's spiritual pattern attainment has already surpassed mine."

Therefore, even someone as proud as her had to develop a keen interest in the "Master of Fairy Patterns" and kept a close eye on the changes in the Spirit Pattern Tower.

But a month passed and still no one came.

Some of the disciples who were preparing for an ambush were tired.

Little did they know that the "Master of Fairy Patterns" they had been thinking about, after completing the test of the second Spirit Pattern Tower, actually sat outside his house in a daze and did nothing.

Seeing his expression, Lao Wang couldn't help but criticize him: "Why are you daydreaming? If you don't want to learn spiritual patterns, why don't you do something else?"

For the first time, Mu Qing ignored him.

"What are you thinking about?" Lao Wang seemed a little flustered.

Mu Qing actually asked him a key question: "Why do you insist on me practicing?"

"... Nonsense, if you don't become stronger, how can you separate me from your body? If you don't become stronger, how can you return to your home?"

When Mu Qing heard about going home, his eyelids twitched. He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds and murmured, "How do I go home? Tell me how to go home?"

Lao Wang was speechless. He really didn't know.

Mu Qing sneered: "Since I can't go back, what's the point of me practicing? Is it just for you? From the beginning to the end, I was forced to take this path by you."

Lao Wang said angrily: "Hey! What are you doing? Do you want to be ungrateful? Don't forget who taught you how to practice and who helped you to become an immortal!"

Mu Qing suddenly realized: "Yes, it's you... it's you who wants to cultivate immortality, it's you who wants to join the immortal sect so that you can have more resources. You watch me become stronger, but actually you want to use me as a puppet! Right!"

Lao Wang was speechless, then he angrily said: "Fuck! What do you mean? Who do you think I am?"

"If it weren't for the barrier in my brain, you would have already taken over my body." Mu Qing said coldly.

"……" Now, even if Lao Wang had a lot of tricks up his sleeve, he couldn't say anything.

Sure enough, sincerity is always the only killer move.

"I've always been very curious. If you really lost your memory, how do you know so many things? You remember the skills and spiritual patterns exactly." Mu Qing said, "I guess you are indeed an old monster who has lived for a long time, but don't forget that I have read a lot of novels."

Lao Wang: "I have indeed forgotten a lot, including my name and my origins. I have not lied to you about these. As for the techniques and so on, these are the basic common sense of the world of immortal cultivation, and I have them deeply imprinted in my mind."

"Since you know so many skills, you should also know some secret techniques of possessing another's body." Mu Qing said.

"Do you really have to think of me in such a bad way?!"

"I, Mu Qing, have always been a villain first and a gentleman later. I will not listen to your arrangements. From today on, I will go my own way! If you keep refusing to tell me the truth, sooner or later I will drive you out of my mind!"

Lao Wang fell silent and never spoke again.

Mu Qing won at this moment, and at the same time, he became himself again and did what he wanted.

He was not practicing diligently. It was as if he had returned to the past, lazy and indifferent. Every day, he would visit the animal farm and play with the little snakes; or occasionally go to the Transmission Hall to listen to the lectures of his senior brothers; or go to the Sutra Library to find some books on local customs, interests, ancient records, etc. to read... In short, he was... too lazy to practice.

This is the real Mu Qing.

He was just interested in cultivating immortals, and with Lao Wang's pressure, he now seemed to have lost all interest, like a dandy. Sometimes he would chat with a few junior brothers about the latest interesting things in the sect, and sometimes he would flirt with one or two female disciples, but a few people remembered his name.

One is Han Sheng, who doesn't like to practice diligently, but he has a good talent, and his master is "very caring" about him, always pulling him to retreat. These two people are somewhat like-minded.

The other was the old man who was the gatekeeper of the library. Mu Qing only remembered that his last name was Xu. Old Xu was very surprised why Mu Qing liked to read these unorthodox books, but he had a very strange personality. Instead of being angry at what Mu Qing did, he was happy about it. He would give him whatever Mu Qing read.

Time flies. After more than a month, the weather turned winter and Piao Miao Sect welcomed a heavy snowfall. The whole world was covered in white. The original green mountains and clear waters turned into snow-capped mountains. The weather was cold and the ground was frozen. Heavy snow fell on the ground. The snow was a foot thick. The whole Piao Miao Sect was covered in silver, which created a unique beauty.

Mu Qing sat beside the stove, looking at the snowy scene, as if reminiscing about the past. In a trance, Mu Qing recalled the cold winter in his hometown, when he and his friends played in the snow.

"It would be nice if there was warm wine at this time."

Mu Qing's cultivation had not improved at all during this period of time, but somehow, he felt much more relaxed, though he still felt a little empty inside.

"There is no warm wine, but there is cold wine."

A figure in red clothes and red boots stepped on the snow, making a crunching sound, which was very pleasant to hear.

Mu Qing was delighted: "Little Senior Sister!"

A wine jar was thrown at his face. Mu Qing took it with a smile. He was in a good mood as he looked at the little girl who was like a bright dew fairy pearl.

The junior sister seemed to agree and asked, "Why don't you continue to go to the Spiritual Pattern Tower?"

Mu Qing was stunned: "How do you know it's me?"

"I guessed it was you the first time I saw it. You are the only new disciple who is interested in spiritual patterns. Besides, your drawings are really ugly." The little sister sat next to the stove and glared at him, "What on earth are you doing?"

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"I thought you would continue to challenge, but during this period of time, you have been doing nothing, idle around, doing nothing, and even neglecting your cultivation. Mu Qing, what are you thinking about?"

Mu Qing asked curiously, "Why are you paying so much attention to me?"

“The sect was finally about to have a number one on the Nine List, but it was all ruined in your hands. If you had continued to work hard, I would not have come to find you. However, if your performance were to get out, it would surely disappoint everyone.” The junior sister took a sip of wine, her face slightly flushed.

Mu Qing said: "I think that being number one on these nine lists is meaningless."

The junior sister almost choked: "What? What did you say? It's meaningless?"

"During this time, I have been thinking, why do I want to practice, and what is the meaning of continuing like this? From the beginning, practicing was not my wish. Now, I don't want to practice anymore, but I feel very empty."

Mu Qing said: "You said, these hundreds of millions of immortal cultivators, their talents are determined since birth. Some people know that they can't make any progress, but why do they still practice? What's the point of cultivating immortals? Is it worth it for them to risk their lives just to get a chance to become immortals?"

The junior sister was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know about others, but my practice is meaningless!"

Mu Qing was stunned.

"I was forced to take this path. I am very talented and everyone looks up to me as a unicorn. However, I know my feelings very well and I don't like practicing." The little sister said, "One day, I suddenly realized that once you set foot on this path, you have to go even if you don't want to. I thought, since it is a path that must be taken, then I will walk as I please! Walk without any scruples! Even if I die one day, I will live happily! I live happily! My life is wonderful!"

As you hear the news, you can die in the evening.

The little sister smiled sweetly, revealing her white gums and said to him: "Mu Qing, cultivation is really wonderful."

It was like a sudden enlightenment, or like a bell ringing in his mind, deafening and sobering.

Mu Qing smiled and bowed to her. At this moment, he had come to his senses.

Regardless of why sentient beings practice, I only practice for myself.

I want to see with my own eyes how magnificent this immortal path is!

The junior sister smiled with relief.

"Oh, I haven't asked you before, what's your name?" Mu Qing said.

The junior sister said, "You will know later."

Mu Qing: "Then let's make a bet. If I become number one on the Nine Lists, please tell me your name."

"Bah, you're dreaming."

The ice and snow are melting, and spring is here, with flowers blooming.

On this day, the top spot of the third Spirit Pattern Tower changed hands again!