Tsundere Empress: Immortal Supreme? Just a Provocative Disciple

Yue Qingling did not stay in the Holy Dragon Kingdom any longer.

Staying here and being discovered will only add to the trouble.

He flew quickly, and after a day, he arrived at the area where Lingjing Sect was located.

Lingjing Sect is a famous and upright sect with tens of thousands of disciples alone.

It can be said that Lingjing Sect and Qingyue Sect are equally powerful opponents.

Yue Qingling had been here once before.

When he came to visit again this time, he felt like he was out of his mind.

Without him, last time he got his identity as an immortal, and this time he got his identity as an asylum seeker.

Yue Qingling didn't show too much pretense. He landed on the back hill and walked up the stairs to the main hall.

"Stop! Who is it?"

Yue Qingling had not taken a few steps when a woman's warning rang in her ears.

He looked up and saw four or five female cultivators floating in the air, collecting my sword and staring at him eagerly.

He knew the one who scolded him.

It was Huang Lixing, the eldest lady of the Lingjing Sect, the daughter of the sect leader Huang Xinning, and the niece of Huang Xinyan.

Yue Qingling immediately showed a polite smile. He smiled and said, "Huang Fairy, it's me. I am Yue Qingling of Yunlin Mountain."

Huang Lixing stared at him with almond-shaped eyes, looking at him in disbelief.

"Are you Yue Qingling?"

Yue Qingling spread her hands and said that it was true.

Huang Lixing looked suspicious. She slowly landed with the disciples behind her and surrounded Yue Qingling.

The female disciples looked at Yue Qingling and couldn't help but whisper.

"This is the Little Immortal Lord of Yunlin Mountain. Sure enough...suck, suck, suck."

"I heard that he was subdued by the Demon Empress and even licked him... ugh."

"Huh? He's so dirty, but if I were the empress, I would definitely take care of him!"

Yue Qingling had a smile on her face, but listening to their words, she felt something was wrong.

Moreover, Huang Lixing clearly knew him, but now she still had a wary expression on her pretty face.

The sword in her hand was not sheathed, and she was ready to ask: "Why are you here in our back mountain?"

Yue Qingling tried his best to be friendly and explained seriously: "I escaped from the Demon Cult and had no other place to go, so I wanted to join Sect Leader Huang. I don't want to see fellow Taoists here, and I hope Fairy Huang can recommend me."

"Haha, did you spill the beans?"

Huang Lixing raised her sword and pointed it at him with a successful look on her face: "You are a spy of the Demon Cult!"

As soon as he said this, the female disciples next to him also raised their swords towards Yue Qingling.

Yue Qingling said quickly: "It's all a misunderstanding. Leng Feiran framed me."

"Framing you? Then the picture of you kneeling on the ground holding the red shoes is also fake."

Huang Lixing asked indifferently.

Yue Qingling was speechless for a moment. He didn't know how to explain, so he had to take off the shadow sword from his back.

"What are you going to do? Put it down!"

Huang Lixing shouted nervously.

Yue Qingling threw the Shadow Sword over, Huang Lixing took it, and her aunt's voice rang in her ears.

"Xing'er, my Xing'er."

"Aunt?"

Huang Lixing was shocked. She held the Shadow Sword and ignored Yue Qingling. She quickly ran to the side to talk to Huang Xinyan.

I haven’t seen my relatives for a long time, and it’s already a sword spirit when we meet again.

Huang Lixing burst into tears.

But after Huang Xinyan comforted her, she gradually calmed down.

"Auntie, is this person the one who made you into a sword spirit?"

Huang Lixing stared at Yue Qingling fiercely and asked.

"You misunderstood, he saved me." Huang Xinyan said with a smile.

"The Empress of the Demon Cult discovered me and severely injured me. When I was about to die, she preserved my consciousness."

Huang Lixing was shocked, and then her eyes finally softened when she looked at Yue Qingling.

"Then...Auntie, is he really not a spy? Now the entire Dongzhou regards Yue Qingling as a member of the Demon Sect. Even his disciple Su Muxue has changed his banner and said he wants to fight against the traitors of the sect."

Huang Lixing asked doubtfully.

Huang Xinyan said with a smile: "Hey, the Empress of the Demon Sect is really hard to resist, but I don't want to worry about it anymore, after all, this is Yue Qingling's business.

What I want to tell you is another thing. "

"What's up?"

Huang Xinyan looked at Yue Qingling through the Shadow Sword, feeling mixed in her heart.

She said leisurely: "Control him, our sect needs him."

"ah?"

Yue Qingling watched Huang Lixing chatting with her aunt for a long time. After waiting for a long time, she carefully put the Shadow Sword on her back and walked over with a serious look on her face.

"Auntie, have you made it clear?" Yue Qingling asked with a smile.

Huang Lixing looked at him angrily, then waved his hand, and the disciples put away their swords.

But it's not over yet.

Huang Lixing said indifferently: "You are a monk in the Heavenly Cultivation Realm. Our Lingjing Sect cannot accommodate a great god like you. Besides, you have not been cleared of the suspicion of being a spy of the Demon Sect."

Yue Qingling pointed at the Shadow Sword in confusion: "Don't you believe what my aunt said?"

Huang Lixing: "What if you lied to her?"

Yue Qingling couldn't laugh or cry: "The two of us advance and retreat together, live and die together."

"I don't believe it anyway." Huang Lixing looked like a young lady, very arrogant.

Yue Qingling pursed her lips, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.

But he still held back his anger and said: "Then... Fellow Daoist Huang, how can you believe it?"

Huang Lixing said calmly: "My aunt said that you can seal your cultivation. If you have no evil intentions, you can prove it to us. After all, we are from an upright family and will not harm you."

Yue Qingling pondered for a moment, and finally said weakly: "If I block the spiritual platform, can you take me to see the sect master?"

Huang Lixing's eyes shone: "No problem!"

Yue Qingling thought about it, she had already arrived at Lingjing Sect, and her cultivation was of no use now, so she had better meet Huang Xinning first.

He chanted a spell, and the three-inch spiritual platform that had just been opened a few days was blocked again.

He once again experienced the powerlessness of mortals.

Yue Qingling said slightly weakly: "Is it okay?"

Huang Lixing nervously came over to touch him and found that he had indeed sealed his cultivation.

Then he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

The atmosphere at the scene also gradually relaxed.

"You guys go first, I still have to examine him."

Huang Lixing waved his hand, and the female disciples watched Yue Qingling leave with curious faces.

They talked quietly before leaving.

"Senior sister, don't you like Yue Xianzun? Why do you have such an attitude now?"

"You don't understand, don't you? Let's just keep it a secret, hee hee."

"Hey, such a handsome little immortal is going to suffer again."

The more Yue Qingling listened, the more something was wrong. Why were they looking at him with a hint of sympathy and teasing?

Hey, let’s meet Sect Leader Huang first.

He looked at Huang Lixing hesitantly: "Fellow Taoist, can you leave?"

Huang Lixing smiled and pointed in the direction of the back mountain: "Let's go, my mother is meditating in the back mountain."

Yue Qingling didn't believe it, but seeing Huang Lixing walking in front of him, her slender waist twisting and turning, he didn't continue to guess.