All nine empresses betrayed me, why am I crying after being reborn as a saint?

"Here, Master."

Feng Yanran handed the nine-headed Ganoderma to Feng Aomei. Feng Aomei, who was already severely poisoned, took the nine-headed Ganoderma with difficulty, put it in her mouth and bit it with her lips. After a few smacks, she took a long breath and sat up.

"Master, I'll help you."

Feng Yanran went to help, but Feng Aomei waved her hand.

"No need, this nine-headed Ganoderma lucidum is indeed a treasure of heaven and earth. I feel much better after eating it."

"Then Master, please have a good rest. Your health is the most important thing."

Feng Aomei nodded and frowned slightly with her hands.

"Yanran, has anyone ever been into the death chamber?"

"Someone has been in there before, what's wrong, Master?"

"Not good, he took away the treasure in the death chamber. That belongs to our Lingshan sect and must not fall into the hands of outsiders. Yanran, you have seen what that man looks like, right? Go lead the team to kill him."

"Isn't this bad?"

Feng Yanran was stunned. It would be a lie to say that Lingshan Palace had no connection with Lingshan, but it was also too far-fetched to say that the things in Lingshan Palace belonged to Lingshan Sect. The ancient sage who built Lingshan Palace was not even from Lingshan.

Feng Aomei squinted her eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with that? Do you want to save your life after taking away my sect's treasure? Or do you have second thoughts about the sect?"

Feng Yanran knelt down in fear and said hurriedly: “That’s not what I meant, it’s just that the person’s cultivation is very high, and I am afraid that my useless disciple will not be able to do the job and ruin the sect master.”

Feng Aomei sighed: So that's the case, you are still young after all.

Feng Aomei's tone was extremely calm, but Feng Yanran felt as if she was walking on thin ice. Her master might be disappointed in her.

In fact, she had long guessed that her words would make her master unhappy, but not to mention that she was unwilling to compete with Chen Yuancheng, even if she was willing, she was no match for Chen Yuan.

"Master, your disciple..."

"No need to say more. Since you are not competent, let the law enforcement elder lead the team, but you must go."

"On the other hand, knowing the nature of Lingshan Sect, Chen Yuan left Jiutian Lingshan in a hurry after waiting for the treasure. He took out the treasure in his arms only after finding a secluded place.

The most valuable treasure in the death chamber is an ancient book with the Sky-Burning Blood Curse written on it.

It was obvious that this was a book about the practice of blood curses. Blood curses were a common evil practice in the practice of immortals, but he had never heard of the Burning Sky Blood Curse.

If it were in his previous life, he would have looked down upon such evil things as he claimed to be from a famous and upright sect. But this life is different. It has not been long since he was reborn, and he has already offended two famous and upright sects, making himself look like an evil sect. Even so, why should he despise this secret book?

I just don't know if it's worth it to lose most of his cultivation secrets?

For the next six months, he did not go anywhere. He hid in an unnamed valley among the Ten Thousand Mountains and practiced the secret manual. When he was thirsty, he drank mountain spring water. When he was hungry, he ate wild vegetables and mushrooms and caught wild boars and bears.

He stayed in the ravine for half a year like a savage. There was no other way. He had made too many enemies now, and he absolutely could not stay in the secular world when he was weak.

He didn't dare to say that he had thoroughly studied the Burning Heaven Blood Curse in half a year, but he had at least cultivated it to the sixth or seventh level.

As for his cultivation level, it recovered from 20% to 30%.

Of course, this 30% refers to the 30% of his cultivation in this life, not the 30% that he had recovered to during his previous life as the Saint King.

Otherwise, let alone recovering one third of his power as a Saint King, even if he recovered one level of his power, he would still be unrivaled in the world.

However, if he really wants to recover even a little bit of the power he had during his Saint King period, no one knows how long it will take, and he will have to go through the long and arduous path of self-cultivation all over again.

But he was not discouraged by this. Instead, he was looking forward to it. In his previous life, most of his resources and time were actually wasted on the nine women, and in this life, he wanted to use these resources and time on himself. So he was looking forward to how brilliant his immortal path would be in this life.

Of course, it’s a little too early for him to say all this now. The most important thing for him now is to find a populated place as soon as possible and go to a restaurant to satisfy his hunger.

The past six months have been extremely hard for him. It goes without saying how unpalatable the wild vegetables are. Even the wild boars and bears are unpalatable without salt. Now that he has recovered 30% of his cultivation and his magical powers have basically reached perfection, he has obviously gained the ability to protect himself, so naturally he doesn't want to continue living this hard life.

So he simply packed his bag, tidied his appearance, and hurried off to find a populated place.

Soon, he found a prosperous place, which was densely populated, with heavy traffic, magnificent buildings, and a bustling crowd of people. Peddlers were hawking their goods on the streets.

This made Chen Yuan stunned. It was not that he had never seen such a magnificent place, but most people who practiced Taoism stayed away from the mundane world. He was the same. Such crowded places made him feel like he was in another world.

Ah, no, the last time I came to such a crowded place was in my previous life, and why does this place look so familiar.

"Is this the capital of Daqian?"

Chen Yuan suddenly remembered where this place was. Wasn't this the capital of the Daqian Dynasty? Cheng Xiaowan was the princess here. Speaking of Cheng Xiaowan, she should have been refined into a weapon by now...

Chen Yuan was too lazy to feel sorry for Cheng Xiaowan, the ungrateful woman. He just wanted to fill his stomach. Coincidentally, at this moment the aroma of food filled his nose, and the aroma made him very greedy.

So he followed the fragrance and soon found its source.

"Zuixianlou? This is the Zuixianlou."

Chen Yuan entered Zuixianlou, ordered a few dishes and some wine from the waiter, and then went up to the second floor. As soon as he reached the second floor, he heard a familiar voice.

"This world of immortal cultivation is extremely dangerous, and there are many evil people. You guys should get along well with Senior Sister in the future, and Senior Sister will protect you."

Chen Yuan frowned. Isn’t this voice Yunxiang’s?

Oh, what a grand style.

Chen Yuan was not afraid of whether Lin Yusheng was there or not. He swaggered towards the source of the sound, came to the table opposite Yunxiang and sat down, then took a quick look at Yunxiang and her group.

He saw that he didn't recognize Yunxiang and her group except Yunxiang, but they were all wearing Xuantian Sect's clothes. They should be the new disciples of Xuantian Sect in this life.

These newcomers to the Immortal Sect didn't know anything, and even looked at a character like Yunxiang with admiration. And seeing that Yunxiang was about to brag, Chen Yuan wanted to hear what Yunxiang had to say.

"Senior sister." A Xuantian Sect disciple asked, "Can you tell me more about how you drove away the sect traitor Chen Yuan?"

Chen Yuan was drinking tea when he was hit by this sentence. What? How did Yunxiang kick him out?