system's super sect

After the words fell, the expression on Huaiye's face suddenly changed. He looked at Wen Ping very warily, and subconsciously took two steps back. His right hand quietly reached back and grabbed the porcelain pillow at the head of the bed.

Wen Ping said quickly: "Don't get excited, I'm really not a bad person. Your adoptive father and I have reached an agreement. He asked me to tell you that the choice in life is very important. The left side may be hell, and the right side may be paradise."

"Did your adoptive father really say that?"

"That's right."

"Okay, but you have to help me suppress my demonic nature first, and then I will decide whether to join your sect or not."

"Can."

"You agree to all this?"

Huai Ye was stunned for a moment, and she even thought she heard wrongly, otherwise how could she agree so easily? She immediately went out to find her adoptive father, and confirmed Wen Ping's credibility and special abilities from his adoptive father's mouth.

Otherwise, she would really think that this guy is a liar, otherwise why would he agree to her request without even thinking about it.

Although the trust crisis has been lifted, she still doesn't really approve of Wen Ping because Wen Ping is too young.

How can anyone be the leader at this age?

…

The night is getting deeper and everything is silent.

Wen Ping had no intention of staying here overnight, so he took Yang Lele's "special car" and headed towards Yunlan Mountain.

Of course, Huai Ye was also pulled by Wen Ping to go to the Immortal Sect. Demon Chef Huai Kong didn't object, and Yang Zongxian didn't say anything. If an ordinary person went out at this time, he might be an elder and would stop him, because there is no way to hide in the dark night.

What kind of danger are they facing? But they are not ordinary people.

If you encounter a robbery, it can only be considered a robbery.

If you encounter a calamity, you can only blame that guy for not reading the almanac when he went out.

If you encounter someone who wants both, you can only blame bad luck. The person who is blocking you is a monk at the fifth level of body refining, an eighth level of body refining, and a monk at the thirteenth level of body refining.

When leaving the Yang Mansion, Wen Ping was helpless because of Huaiye's weird personality. She was unwilling to ride in the same carriage with him, as if he was ugly. She had to drive the carriage by herself and did not allow others to do so.

People sit over.

When Wen Ping mentioned a place name, she waved her whip and drove the carriage into the night.

Seeing this, Huai Kong smiled helplessly and said, "It makes Sect Master Wen laugh. My daughter is used to traveling with me everywhere. She has always only liked to drive a carriage by herself, saying that this is the basic freedom of a human being."

After Wen Ping heard this, he couldn't help but have some reverie in his heart.

A snake who just wants to develop his own human character.

It's really boring.

Compared with this inconsequential matter, Wen Ping was even more incomprehensible about Huai Kong's thoughts, "Senior Demon Chef, are you not worried at all about your daughter joining the Immortal Sect? What if she joins the Immortal Sect?

I can only wander around the world alone."

Huai Kong withdrew his gaze from a distance and replied with a smile: "I love my daughter and I hope she can stay with me forever, but it doesn't mean I have to do this. She has her own life and her own dreams.

As a father, I can't do much. Besides, isn't she still with me now?"

"It's best for Senior Demon Chef to think so."

After bowing his hands and saluting, Wen Ping stepped onto the carriage and disappeared into the darkness amidst the sound of horse hooves, gradually drifting away.

…

When the carriage stopped at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, Wen Ping saw another carriage parked in front of him, with Huaiye sitting on the carriage.

When Huai Ye saw Wen Ping arriving, he said with a look of disgust: "So you are the head of the Immortal Sect."

Wen Ping responded nonchalantly, "Is there any problem?"

"This is a big problem!"

Because someone told him that the Immortal Sect was at the end of its rope and that all the people had left, leaving only two or three people.

"Is there a problem? I think there is no problem."

After Yang Lele asked the driver to drive back, he took the lead and walked up the steps, three steps at a time, as fast as flying.

"Why are you here too?"

Yang Lele responded without looking back, "I am a disciple of the Immortal Sect. If I don't come here, where would I go?"

"Are you practicing in a declining sect?"

"Who told you that the sect is in decline? Didn't you see a great monk at the 13th level of body refining standing behind you?"

"ah."

Huai Ye subconsciously looked back and saw Yun Liao, who looked like a white-faced scholar. When she just saw him outside the Yang Mansion, she thought he was from the Yang family. After all, as the head of the Yang family is so amiable, there must be someone strong who is willing to do so.

Assist him.

She never expected that this senior was also from the Immortal Sect.

A declining sect would have a genius who reached the fifth level of body refining at the age of 15, and a great monk who reached the 13th level of body refining?

Could it be that those people were lying to her a few days ago?

Without saying anything else, she followed Wen Ping curiously and walked toward the top of Yunlan Mountain.

Wen Ping didn't talk to her along the way, nor did he talk about her joining the Immortal Sect. He just walked up in silence. In the dark night, the footsteps of the three people sounded complicated, and it sounded like a pipa being played randomly.

Stirring.

As she approached the end of the stairs of the Immortal Sect, she saw the big dog that was half a man tall and the old man who was almost over 100 years old.

Fango, an old man, it is true that the Immortal Sect is not as prosperous as it was before the Two Star Sect.

When she came to the Immortal Sect, even the ordinary handymen were at least at the third level of body refining.

But she immediately saw a girl walking behind the old man. She was about the same age as her and quite beautiful. Although both men and women are attracted to beautiful things, her beauty seemed to be very unique.

"This is Zhao Qing, who is also a disciple of the Immortal Sect. She started earlier than you. You have to call her master from now on..."

Halfway through the words, Wen Ping glanced back at Huaiye and saw that she actually took two steps forward, pointed at Zhao Qing with her fingers, made a tut-tsk sound, and began to circle around him, with a look on her face.

I don't know if his expression is surprise or confusion.

Abruptly, Huaiye stopped, then pointed at Zhao Qing and asked, "Are you from the Shark clan?"

At the same time, what her adoptive father once said to her popped into her mind.

In Lake 108, there is a naturally noble race, the Lingyu tribe. They are born semi-human and have noble blood. They are the royal family in the lake.

Few people have seen this race, but those who have seen them are all powerful figures in Tiandi Lake.

Even though he has been traveling for decades, he has never seen the Lingyu.

However, facing her surprise, Zhao Qing just replied coldly, "Do I know you?"

Immediately, Zhao Qing saluted Wen Ping and Yun Liao, and her eyes fell on Yang Lele's empty hands.

"Lele, where is the furniture you bought?"

Yang Lele smiled coquettishly and quickly explained, "Well, the owner of the furniture store will personally send someone to deliver it. Don't worry, I'll buy everything you want."

"Then what are you doing today? You still want to sleep on the floor tonight!"

"Something happened at home, so I waited until now to come back. You should help me clean the room again, right?"

Zhao Qing replied calmly, "No!"

Maybe she felt that these two words were not enough to make Yang Lele collapse, so she added another sentence, "There are still two hours until midnight. Let me see where you sleep tonight!"

"No way, it's only two hours! It's over, then wouldn't it mean that nine hours were wasted today."

Yang Lele's expression suddenly changed. She no longer wanted to think about cleaning up the house. Just sleep on the dirty floor.

He made it through last night, and it would be fine if he made it through again.

Seeing this, Zhao Qing gloated and looked at Yang Lele's running back and said with a smile: "Who told you not to come back earlier? Now you know how distressed you are."