The Villain Starts From Dual Cultivation With The Protagonist's Master

Head Peak in the middle of the night.

A little girl who looked to be only eleven or twelve years old was holding Lu Chuan.

Her young arms were wrapped around Lu Chuan's neck, her nimble legs were wrapped around Lu Chuan's waist, and her slender hands were inserted into her clothes and wandering around Lu Chuan's back.

"Master smells so good." The little girl couldn't help but licked the little cherry mouth with force.

She leaned close to Lu Chuan's ear and said softly, "I really want to taste the taste of Master."

Lu Chuan has practiced "Bone Tempering Kung Fu" to the Great Accomplishment. If he focuses on defense, his physical body can even rival the Ninth Grade Spirit Treasure. Now he was hugged by the little girl and it hurt.

"I'm gonna start now."

The little girl stuck out her small tongue, and the moment the tip of her tongue touched Lu Chuan's neck, his neck began to bleed.

The moist and tender tongue licked the bright red blood, as if tasting the treasures of the world.

There was something wrong with this girl, there was no warmth on her body, she was lighter than a feather, and just a slight touch could make Lu Chuan's tyrannical body bleed.

"Are you the sword spirit of the Ice Soul Sword?" Lu Chuan guessed.

"Owner......"

The little girl was not ready to stop. She smacked her lips and said, "Master, you are so smart..."

Although it didn't matter if he lost a little blood, the little girl's gasping made Lu Chuan feel a little unnatural.

Lu Chuan suddenly exerted his strength and broke away from Sword Spirit's embrace.

The little girl fell to the ground and raised her head. Her clear and bright eyes revealed helplessness and pity. Her eyes were red and she could cry at any time.

She looks like a little girl who was bullied, which makes people feel affectionate.

"It's no use pretending to be pitiful. I won't let you drink my blood anymore." Lu Chuan said as he bought a dozen Fifth Grade spirit swords in the points store, took them out and handed them to the little girl, "My blood is just fragrant. But it can’t fill my stomach.”

I think Lu Chuan smells sweet because Lu Chuan has a flawless sword body and excellent sword bones. To the Ice Soul Sword Spirit who has been hungry for tens of thousands of years, he is like honey that only satisfies his hunger but does not satisfy his hunger.

When the little girl saw the spirit sword, her disappointment swept away, and her eyes seemed to shine, "Master, can you give me these?"

Lu Chuan nodded.

"Wow, Master, that's great, I love you!"

Sword Spirit said, and wanted to take the opportunity to hug Lu Chuan and drink a few mouthfuls of blood, but Lu Chuan stopped him and sat on the ground with his buttocks.

Puffing up her cute cheeks, she glared at Lu Chuan, then picked up the two spiritual swords, chewing on them like bread, one on the left and one on the right.

"Eat leisurely, don't get choked." Lu Chuan sat in front of the sword spirit and looked at the little girl, "So why did you wake up now? It's been a while since I got the Ice Soul Sword."

Devouring the spirit sword is not what a little girl should be like at all.

"I don't know. In the morning, I suddenly felt someone calling me. Master, guess what, I just woke up and found delicious food next to me. Eight Grade Spirit Sword. Whose sword spirit can eat it together? Such good stuff.”

The call she's talking about is Lu Chuan's Sword Intent.

Recalling the delicious taste of the Eighth Grade Spirit Sword, the little girl's mouth drooled.

"So that spirit sword was also eaten by you?" Lu Chuan was already angry in his heart, and the Eighth Grade spirit sword he had just obtained was gone immediately.

The Ice Soul Sword is already Lu Chuan's natal spiritual sword. As a sword spirit, the little girl can feel Lu Chuan's emotional fluctuations.

"Master, don't be angry, I'm very powerful! With me here, Master is like having an extra thug. Not long ago, I killed a Demon Dao from the Land of Gods by myself. Oh, I'm very powerful."

Lu Chuan was irritated and reached out to grab the little girl's ears, "You said not long ago, how long ago? Can your current strength compare with that then?"

"It hurts...it didn't last long, tens of thousands of years ago. As for my strength, as long as the master gives me delicious food, I can recover! Just give me a few hundred more eight Ninth Grade A spiritual sword will do. Also, I don’t actually look like this. I became so small because I was too hungry. As long as I eat enough, I can turn into a big sister."

Being able to kill land gods is indeed very powerful, but where to find high-grade spiritual swords? An Eighth Grade spiritual sword in the points store can cost tens of thousands of points. It is unrealistic to go to Wang Song or Zhang Zhenhai to get it. You can't steal other people's swords.

Thinking that the picking festival will start tomorrow, maybe someone will really cause trouble for me, and then I can snatch their swords and use them as food for the sword spirit.

Since you are a villain, this is what you should do!

When the little girl saw Lu Chuan staring at her, she thought that Lu Chuan liked her like this. She said, "Actually, Master, if you like a little girl like me, I can stay the same..."

Lu Chuan heard a dark line.

"After you finish eating, hurry back to the Ice Soul Sword and stop talking so much nonsense."

Lu Chuan practiced all night.

Early the next morning, Lu Chuan gathered at the gate of Immortal Gate.

Parked at the door were two huge bird-shaped Spirit Beasts, about ten meters tall and with wingspans of twenty to thirty meters.

"Senior brother Lu Chuan, you are here." Luo Li happily ran to Lu Chuan, "I have reached the Foundation Building Stage, and now my cultivation level is the same as that of senior brother."

"It's amazing. As expected of you." Lu Chuan boasted casually.

["Detected that the protagonist Luo Li felt ashamed

Villain points - one thousand points have been received."

Remaining points: 6,500 points]

What's going on?

Just when Lu Chuan was about to ask about the system, Wang Song, who was riding on the big bird, called the two of them to him, "The two over there, they haven't come up yet! Get ready to leave for the Central Mountains."

In mid-air, Lu Chuan, sitting on the Spirit Beast, looked around.

A few hundred miles east of Immortal Gate is the Central Mountain Range, which is rich in spiritual grass. The endless mountains are covered with various flowers, plants and trees, and the roars of wild Spirit Beasts can be heard in mid-air.

Like a primeval forest.

In about an hour, everyone at Immortal Gate arrived at the meeting point.

There were ten people participating in the picking ceremony at Immortal Gate. Lu Chuan only knew Luo Li, Sima Dong, Wang Yuexin, and the other six were seniors from the Foundation Building Late Stage.

After a while, all the decent people participating in the picking festival arrived.

Seeing this, the elder in charge announced: "The picking festival is about to begin, let me explain the rules of the picking festival.

This time the picking festival lasts for one month. The location is the entire Central Mountain Range. The participating disciples must pick mature spiritual herbs in the mountains during this month. They will gather here one month later to evaluate the points of the picked spiritual herbs.

The basis for evaluation is the grade and quantity of spiritual grass.

During this month, any method can be used as long as it does not kill anyone.

Everyone present is a rising star below the Gold Core level, the future of the sect and the hope of the righteous path.

We hope to achieve two purposes with this harvest festival.

One is to pick mature spiritual herbs, and the other is to train your practical abilities.

I hope you can engage in intrigue and fight to your heart's content without dying! "