Prison-type succubus from the beginning of collapse

As the young clan leader, she is naturally quite familiar with the things passed down from her ancestors.

Ji Lin is quite interested in what happened in periods even older than the present.

If you could get a sliver of information from the other person, it would be a secret from the gods, something you could brag about in your clan for a long time.

Under her eager gaze, Ming Yue seduced her:

"Of course I don't know Pangu."

"But I am quite familiar with Nuwa and Fuxi who came after him."

"They are actually twin sisters."

After a pause, Ming Yue started to challenge Ji Lin, seeing his face full of disbelief:

"What, you don't believe it?"

Shaking his head frantically, Ji Lin explained:

"Of course Ji Lin doesn't dare to question the Immortal."

"But according to the legend, aren't they innate gods with human faces and snake bodies?"

"How can they be sisters?"

After saying this, Ji Lin was afraid that the other party would misunderstand him, so he quickly made amends:

"These are what the high priest said, not what Ji Lin wants!"

"Ji Lin has absolutely no disrespect towards the Immortal!"

Seeing how skilled she was in shifting the blame, Ming Yue understood that in the mind of this young patriarch, myths were just myths and should not be taken seriously.

Unless she is brought to see the sisters Danzhu and Cangxuan with her own eyes, she will just treat it as a rumor and will not take it seriously at all.

Thinking of this, Ming Yue walked up to Ji Lin and spoke slowly:

"Whether it's true or not, you'll find out when you come with me on the day of the gathering."

Pulling out the Xuanyuan Sword hanging from the opponent's waist, under Ji Lin's puzzled gaze, he spoke in a very strange tone:

"Before that, I have to tell you a good news—"

"Your father once asked me to teach you how to use this magic sword."

"I must not break my promise to someone who has entrusted me with something."

I thought it was a big deal, but it turned out that my own father asked the immortal to teach me martial arts. Ji Lin stood up slowly and stretched leisurely:

"Sir, as the saying goes, if you gather sand, you will eventually build a tower. Forcing things to grow is not a good idea."

"Ji Lin's body is weak and he can't stand the intense training. Why don't you start from the most basic part? Is that okay?"

Seeing that she was used to being lazy, Ming Yue smiled and conjured up a peach wood sword that children used to play with.

"That's reasonable, but how can I accept the three boxes of rare treasures your father gave me for nothing?"

"No reward without merit. You have to learn today, whether you want to or not."

Seeing that Ming Yue looked serious and didn't seem to be joking, Ji Lin's face suddenly turned bitter.

She never expected that her own father could be so cruel that he even gave her a gift of apprenticeship.

What she didn't expect was:

This immortal in front of me, who is not concerned with worldly affairs, actually agreed!

Isn’t it said that immortals regard money as dirt?

Why is this immortal not included in this list?

When Ji Lin was completely unprepared, Ming Yue had already swung the wooden sword, which suddenly landed in her palm:

"After a long rest, it's time to move your body."

"Ji Lin, the first lesson I'm going to teach you today is patience."

Hearing this, Ji Lin looked at Ming Yue with tears in his eyes.

Compared to the pain in her palms, she knew better:

If her performance did not satisfy the other party and her father found out, she would get a good beating when she got home!

After realizing that the good days of laziness were gone, Ji Lin raised his hands above his head and smiled a smile that was uglier than crying:

"Yes, Immortal!"

141 Ji Lin: Are you trying to trick me?

In the afternoon, outside the wooden house, Ming Yue sat on a stone bench fishing.

Behind him, Hua and Ji Lin were standing in the open space, conducting basic training.

At this moment, the sunlight was neither too strong nor too hot, but the two girls, after changing into loose clothes, were still sweating profusely.

The rustling sound of wind blowing through the bamboo forest came to his ears. Ming Yue looked at the whirlpool on the water, his heart calm and peaceful.

But Ji Lin, whose arms were sore from swinging the sword, was flying into the sky.

She didn't understand - what effect could such physical training, which was comparable to chopping wood, have?

Does it mean that when I encounter a monster, I have to chop it from top to bottom with the Xuanyuan Sword like chopping wood?

If it is feasible, then the uncles in the clan would be more suitable for the Xuanyuan Sword than myself.

With their rich experience in clearing mountains and cutting down trees over the years, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for them to use the magic sword?

Ji Lin secretly glanced at Hua beside him, and his lazy heart was suddenly shocked:

"No, you're already an immortal, so why do you seem to care more about this than me?"

His eyes fell on Hua's sweaty face, and Ji Lin couldn't understand at all——

Since the other party has such a powerful immortal brother, why does he have to work so hard?

If her identity were switched with the other person, she would wake up laughing in her dreams and would never choose to be exposed to the sun.

At the same time, as if aware of Ji Lin's gaze, Hua's body straightened even more and looked particularly serious.

On the side, Ming Yue glanced at the sneaky Ji Lin with the corner of his eye, and without turning his head, he flicked the peanuts on the table towards the other's forehead.

In an instant, Ji Lin screamed in pain and almost dropped the sword in his hand to the ground.

Just as she was about to find the culprit, she soon realized:

Sometimes, knowing more is not a good thing.

After taking a closer look, Ji Lin could do nothing about the hidden weapon that fell to the ground after attacking him.

Apart from that immortal, who else would be so petty?

In an instant, the helpless and furious Ji Lin treated Ming Yue as an imaginary enemy, and swung the Xuanyuan Sword violently, slashing him continuously.

Ji Lin soon immersed himself in the amusement of imagining that he could use the spine of his sword to smash his hateful face flat.

A few hours later, when Ming Yue put away his fishing rod, the day's training was finally declared over.

He stood up, picked up the fish basket, and walked towards Ji Lin, whose eyelids were trembling.

However, before he finished walking, Ming Yue heard the other party whisper unconsciously:

"How dare you make me be punished on the spot..."

"I'll beat you to death..."

"I'll beat you to death, you damned fellow..."

Seeing that Ji Lin did not forget to swing his sword even when he was half asleep and half awake, Ming Yue was quite satisfied at first.

So far, he has only met one genius like him who can practice martial arts even in his sleep.

But after hearing her devilish whispers, Ming Yue's expression became subtle.

He is not stupid, how could he not hear who Ji Lin is talking about?

Thinking that the other party was dreaming of beating him to death, Ming Yue smiled with relief.

Ji Lin is just a child, it's normal for him to be a little rebellious.

Just wait until tomorrow and double her training volume.

At this moment, Hua heard footsteps coming from behind. He turned around hurriedly, feeling very tired.

"Brother Yue, why are you here?"

"Is there something wrong with my training?"

His eyes moved back and forth between Ji Lin and Hua's faces. Compared to the silly smile of the former who slept while standing, Ming Yue was more concerned about his godsister who looked a little uneasy.

Letting Ji Lin continue to doze off, Ming Yue walked to Hua's side and spoke softly:

"No, I've always seen your efforts."

"But too much is as bad as too little. Today's training ends here."

Hearing this, Hua, who was feeling nervous, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing else matters, as long as my performance doesn’t disappoint Brother Yue.

Otherwise, how can I be worthy of the holy mark that Brother Yue personally engraved on me?

Thinking of the scene when the holy mark was engraved last night, Hua's face suddenly turned red.

Although she didn't particularly care, it was a bit too intimate to let others play with her back as they pleased.

That is Ming Yue. If it were someone else, Hua would rather die than accept the holy mark being engraved in this way.

"Brother Yue, do you want to wake her up?"

Seeing Hua's kindness, Ming Yue did not refuse:

"Be careful, don't get hurt by her."

After getting his permission, Hua decisively tapped Ji Lin's shoulder with the wooden sword in his hand.

Suddenly, Ji Lin woke up quickly after suffering a strong stimulation:

"Who?!"

"Who wants to harm me?"

But the next second, facing Mingyue and Hua's gaze, she realized:

There are two immortals guarding the training ground, so how could the enemy launch a sneak attack on them?

Scratching his head awkwardly, Ji Lin seemed to see something very familiar in Ming Yue's eyes.

She clearly remembered that whenever she disappointed her father, he would give her this look.

For a moment, Ji Lin wished Ming Yue would curse at her, which would make her feel better.

Compared with corporal punishment, the disappointment after falling into silence made Ji Lin feel even more uncomfortable.

"Hua, she is the awakener of the natural stigma."

"Even if she doesn't need training, the awakened stigmata will slowly change her physique and make her stronger."

Ming Yue looked calm, ignoring Ji Lin's embarrassment, and continued to tell Hua:

"And the complete set of stigmata I engraved on you last night is the improved second-generation stigmata."

"If you don't dig hard, the Second Generation Stigmata won't help you."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little strange, Hua quickly walked between Ji Lin and Ming Yue, trying to ease the situation.

But before she could speak, Ming Yue shook his head and went back into the house.

Since Ji Lin doesn't like this teaching method, there is no need for him to force it.

Meeting is fate, but whether one can seize the opportunity depends on the person.

I am not Shaoding, and I have no obligation to force Ji Lin to become successful.

If nothing unexpected happens, once he finds Danzhu Cangxuan and others in this world, his fate with the Youxiong clan will come to an end.

As for Ji Lin's future, it has nothing to do with him.