After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Despite the scene being one of carnage and bloodshed, Ning Yue managed to find a touch of warmth within it.

But as I looked at it, I started to feel a little annoyed.

If it weren't for the Purgatory Sect!

Ning Yue's eyes radiated coldness.

If it weren't for the Purgatory Sect causing all this trouble, they wouldn't have been forced to close their sect and would still be homeless.

Not far away, a guard in heavy armor ran over: "Your Highness, the demons have all been wiped out."

Ying Yan nodded: "That's good. Before returning to the palace, make one last inspection. If there are no problems, then go back."

"yes!"

Jiang Yishen also stood up and fed the pill to the person next to him, saying, "I'm all better here too."

Ying Yan nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, Brother Jiang!"

Duan Huailin was setting up a defensive barrier to temporarily appease the injured civilians and prevent the demons from invading again.

There are still a few steps to complete.

Duan Huailin had just finished exterminating the demons before he started making this formation, so the process was a bit slow.

Ning Yue walked over, picked up the book that Duan Huailin had placed next to him, and flipped through it to get a general understanding of the structure of the formation.

He said to Duan Huailin inside, "Senior brother, let me help you."

Duan Huailin was naturally very happy to oblige: "Thank you for your trouble, Junior Sister."

Ning Yue rolled up his sleeves and immediately became Duan Huailin's assistant.

With Ning Yue's addition, the formation was built more than twice as fast, and the defensive formation was set up in a short time.

Ying Yan arranged for the wounded to enter the formation, and then instructed the guards, "Prepare some supplies and bring them here."

After making these arrangements, Ying Yan said, "You've all worked hard for so long. How about we go to the palace to rest and stay?"

"Let's stay here," Shi Yinghan shook her head and refused, "We won't disturb you."

"How is that disturbing!" Ying Yan retorted immediately.

"I have to thank you for coming to our aid; otherwise, the number of ordinary people eaten by the demons would be far greater than this!"

"Such a great achievement, even Father Emperor must personally express his gratitude!"

Seeing that Shi Yinghan's expression remained unwavering, Ying Yan then asked the others beside him.

Surprisingly, even Yang Fei, who seemed the most easily swayed, refused.

"Thank you for your kind offer, but let's stay here," Yang Fei said.

"This..." Ying Yan was at a loss, frowning as she tried to come up with a reason.

Ning Yue stepped forward and teased, "We can go, but make sure you get plenty of good food and drinks, and comfortable rooms too!"

"Of course, no problem!" Ying Yan agreed without hesitation. "I would have prepared it even if you hadn't asked!"

Ning Yue turned to look at Shi Yinghan and said in a coquettish tone, "...Why don't we go, Senior Brother?"

"There's something delicious to eat!"

The senior brothers and sisters were busy all day. They escaped from the secret realm, then caught up with the sealing of the Fusang Sect, and then came down to the mortal realm to kill the demons.

They must be extremely tired.

The reason I don't want to go to the palace is simply because I don't want to trouble others.

Although the formation was quite safe, she still wanted her senior brothers and sisters to be more comfortable.

Shi Yinghan naturally knew what his junior sister was thinking, and half touched and half relenting, he said, "...Alright."

Ying Yan immediately led the way. It was already getting late, so he didn't arrange any complicated meals.

But the table was still full of dishes, which surprised them.

"It's not advisable to eat too much before bed, so please bear with us," Ying Yan said apologetically.

"Or I can arrange for more people to make more."

"That's enough, that's enough." Yang Fei was almost dumbfounded. "...This is what you call making do?"

"I'm glad you don't mind..." Ying Yan smiled and said, "Please."

Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the room, and the door was pushed open abruptly, letting the night and cold wind rush into the room.

The group turned to look, puzzled.

Ying Yan paused for a moment, then asked in confusion, "...Third Sister, what's wrong?"

Yingzi rushed here from her palace and anxiously looked her brother up and down.

After catching his breath, he asked, "Second Brother, are you alright?"

"No..." Ying Yan realized what was happening and chuckled, "I'm perfectly fine."

After saying this, he turned around and introduced himself to everyone.

"This is my third sister, Yingzi."

Yingzi then quickly composed herself and bowed to everyone with great propriety.

"Thank you all for your help; we were able to successfully drive out the demons."

"It was nothing," Shi Yinghan said, lowering her eyes.

Yang Fei and Ning Yue kept turning their heads to look as they ate.

Yang Fei's eyes lit up, and with something stuffed in his mouth, he mumbled, "...The one at the inn!"

Ning Yue wiped the oil from his mouth, swallowed what was in his mouth, and said, "...I know, I know."

Upon hearing this, Yingzi looked curiously toward the source of the sound.

When she saw Yang Fei and Ning Yue, she widened her eyes slightly, her face flushed slightly, and she slowly lowered her gaze.

It was clear that Ying Zi also remembered the two of them and what had happened between them.

Yingzi reflected on the incident at the inn afterward and realized that she was indeed at fault.

Her servant, A-Liang, was the first to look down on her and even lay a hand on her; she was unable to stop him in time.

Although the servant also received the punishment she deserved, she still felt somewhat embarrassed when she saw Ning Yue and Yang Fei.

Previously, during the trial grounds of the Grand Competition, she overheard someone slandering Ning Yue and even spoke up to mock and defend him.

Firstly, she felt she had made a mistake and let Ning Yue down; secondly, she thought Ning Yue looked really cool when he punished A Liang!

Ying Zi quietly looked up and glanced at Ning Yue.

Ning Yue had already tidied himself up and sat down at the table with a beaming smile, saying to her, "We meet again."

Yingzi saw her doe-like eyes crinkle with a smile as she looked at her with gentle and obedient eyes, and couldn't help but lower her gaze.

For a moment, even his concerned second brother couldn't care less, and he just gave a low "hmm" and said.

"Thank you for helping me exorcise the demon, Miss Ning. Are you injured? I know a little about medicine..."

Ning Yue raised an eyebrow in surprise. Why was this little princess different from the one he had met before?

"Thank you for your concern, I'm not injured," Ning Yue said with a smile, his expression unchanged.

"...Hmm." Ying Zi gave another soft "hmm" and walked out, lifting her skirt.

Ying Yan watched Ying Zi's departing figure, then glanced curiously at Ning Yue, and said something inexplicably.

"...Does Miss Ning know Third Sister?"

"Just a brief encounter," Yang Fei said, taking a bite of his chicken leg.

Ying Yan nodded as if he understood, and the incident quickly passed.

He led everyone to their rooms one by one.

Although the palace rooms are exquisite in both structure and decoration, they are indeed inferior to those in the Upper Realm.

Ning Yue wasn't picky about these things. Because he was too tired, he didn't enter the consciousness space to cultivate today and went straight to sleep.

As soon as they opened their eyes in the morning, they heard that the king of the lower realm wanted to see them.

Shi Yinghan got up early and asked Ying Yan, "What business do you have summoning us for?"

Ying Yan didn't know the specifics either, but guessed, "They probably want to express their gratitude, right?"

After all, you did such a huge favor to the lower realms; now the people have almost spread your deeds far and wide.

The group quickly tidied themselves up and then left.

The ruler, Ying Heng, was a man who was about fifty or sixty years old.

He was thin, but had a dignified expression, sitting with his chin raised and looking far away.

They did not need to bow when meeting the monarch.

Shi Yinghan bowed her head slightly to show respect. Her junior brothers and sisters followed behind, imitating her with great skill.