Mortal: I really didn't want to be reborn as Zi Ling!

The key point is that she needs Jin Kui's support to deal with Ji Yin Island.

Zi Ling quickly went through the current situation in her mind.

According to her judgment, Wu Chou was not difficult to deal with. With her current strength and divine sense, it wouldn't be too difficult for her to kill Wu Chou if she was prepared to take advantage of his unpreparedness.

The truly troublesome one is the Extreme Yin Old Demon.

That was a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator, and one of the most troublesome early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators at that.

Unless she can obtain the "Mysterious Yin Scripture" from Xuan Gu and forge seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords now, she will surely die when facing the Extreme Yin Old Demon.

However, neither of these things can be obtained in a short period of time.

The location where the Xuan Bone is sealed has not yet been found, and we are still missing two and a half Golden Thunder Bamboo stalks.

By the time both of these are ready, the daylily buds will be cold.

But finding Jin Kui is much easier.

Zi Ling's thinking was very clear.

If he were to become Jin Kui's personal disciple, then Wang Heng would be the father of Jin Kui's personal disciple, and Wang Heng would also be a nominal steward of the Star Palace's intelligence department.

When a member of the outer circle of the Star Palace is bullied by the Extreme Yin Island, Jin Kui, as the Grand Elder and Master, cannot sit idly by, for both moral and logical reasons.

Even if we can't directly destroy the Extreme Yin Demon, we can at least put pressure on Extreme Yin Island and prevent them from making any rash moves.

Do it when you think of it.

Zi Ling couldn't care less about continuing her seclusion to consolidate her cultivation. She immediately got up, changed into a formal outfit, pushed open the cave door, and headed towards the seventieth floor.

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One hour later.

In Jin Kui's cultivation hall on the seventieth floor of Tianxing City.

The interior furnishings were as simple as ever, with smooth white jade bricks on all four walls and a set of ever-burning chandeliers hanging directly above.

The dim lighting bathed the entire hall in a warm, hazy glow.

Jin Kui was sitting cross-legged on a futon, his body enveloped in a faint golden halo.

The halo wasn't dazzling, but it had a suffocating quality.

If there were any early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators here, they probably wouldn't even dare to breathe loudly.

A respectful voice came from outside the palace gate.

"I request an audience with the Grand Elder, the Fairy Ziling of the Miaoyin Sect."

Jin Kui slowly opened his eyes. He tilted his head slightly, his gaze piercing through the palace door and landing on the slender figure outside the palace.

"What's this little girl doing here?"

Jin Kui muttered something to himself, then, as if he had thought of something, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Understood. Tell her to wait for me in the study next door."

"Yes."

The deacon's footsteps faded into the distance.

Jin Kui did not get up immediately, but the smile on his face gradually deepened.

In fact, he had been waiting for this little girl to come to his door for half a month.

Reaching the Core Formation at the age of eighty-one, such talent is among the best in the entire Chaotic Star Sea.

According to the rules set back then, she would have been qualified to become his disciple long ago.

But he waited and waited, for a full half month, and still didn't see the other person.

Jin Kui even wondered at one point if his cheap apprentice had forgotten about his master.

Several times he almost sent someone to find her directly.

However, after thinking about it, I realized that I had just formed my core and it was important to consolidate my cultivation level, so I held back.

Unexpectedly, the person arrived half a month later.

Jin Kui stood up, straightened his robes, and walked slowly toward the study next door.

As I stepped into the study, Zi Ling was already standing respectfully in front of the desk, waiting for me.

Today she changed into a light purple palace dress, with a silver belt around her waist, and only a sandalwood hairpin in her hair. She dressed simply but politely.

Jin Kui was about to say something when he saw Zi Ling stretch out her hands, clasp them together, and bow deeply.

"Please, Elder of the Star Palace, grant me justice!"

Jin Kui was taken aback.

He subconsciously glanced at Zi Ling from head to toe, only to see that the girl was still in a bowing posture without raising her head, looking as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Jin Kui didn't immediately respond. Instead, he walked behind his desk, sat down, and leisurely poured himself a cup of spiritual tea. The tea was fragrant and steaming. He picked up the cup, blew away the foam, took a small sip, and slowly asked, "What's wrong?"

"Report back to the Grand Master—"

That's enough.

Jin Kui placed the teacup on the table, the lid making a crisp sound as it tapped.

"What? You think you're something special just because you reached the Core Formation stage at eighty-one? Do you think you've gotten too big for your britches? Or do you think that I, a mere mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, am no longer worthy to be your master?"

Jin Kui's tone wasn't harsh, but every word was piercing.

The air in the study seemed to have cooled down a bit.

Zi Ling's heart skipped a beat, and her face showed a blank expression.

She addressed him as "Grand Elder" instead of "Master" simply because she wanted to keep things official—after all, she had come to ask for a personal favor and didn't want him to think she was using their master-disciple relationship to force him into something.

But Jin Kui suddenly went mad.

"Zi Ling wouldn't dare!"

Zi Ling quickly bowed again.

"You dare not?"

Jin Kui glanced at her sideways: "You won't even call me 'Master' now! What else wouldn't you dare to do?"

"Master—"

Zi Ling tentatively called out.

"Ah. That's more like it."

Jin Kui's expression can change in an instant.

Just moments ago, the sky was overcast, but in the blink of an eye, the clouds parted and the fog lifted. He picked up his teacup, took another sip, and then waved his hand with a bold gesture:

"Tell me, what happened? Who dares to bully my genius disciple, Jin Kui? Just state his name—I'll immediately dispatch the Star Palace fleet to raze his mountain to the ground!"

Zi Ling's eyes lit up.

That's exactly what I've been waiting to hear!

She quickly took a step forward:

"real?"

"Master, it's the Extreme Yin Demon of Extreme Yin Island! He didn't dare to openly plot against me, but he took advantage of the Myriad Sounds Sect's cargo transport to hijack my father Wang Heng's fleet. Now my father's whereabouts are unknown. If it weren't for my mother having a Spirit Rhinoceros Pendant that confirmed my father was still alive, I would have already—"

Zi Ling poured out her heart, recounting the events of half a month ago and her own speculations.

From the order for Mad Shark Island, to the father escorting Thunder Bamboo out to sea, to the mysterious disappearance of the fleet, and the confidant waiting in vain for five days outside Mad Shark Island.

The arguments are clear and logical, and every point of doubt points to the Island of Extreme Yin.

Jin Kui, holding his teacup, initially listened with a smile on his face.

But as he listened, the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a serious expression.

Zi Ling also noticed the change in the other party's expression.

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, until she finally stopped talking altogether.

The study was quiet for a few breaths.

Jin Kui stared at the tea in his cup without saying a word.

Zi Ling waited for a while, but seeing that the other party still didn't intend to speak, she finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Master! Could it be that what you just said was all boasting?"

Jin Kui raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Or perhaps—

"Are you afraid of that extremely yin old demon?"

"Little brat, trying to provoke her won't work." Jin Kui glanced at his cheap apprentice, his tone tinged with helplessness.

Zi Ling immediately composed herself, lowering her head and adopting a docile demeanor. However, she couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Master, you just said it yourself. It got me so excited, and I actually believed you—"

"Extreme Yin Island is no ordinary demonic force. And that old bastard Extreme Yin is no ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator either."

Jin Kui placed the teacup back on the table, his voice regaining its usual composure: "If he were an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, I could have easily killed him under different circumstances. But he is still useful to me. At least he cannot die now."

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