Fairy, please don't do this!

Surely the young lady can't blame her for this!

The calico cat pecked its head, increasingly convinced of its own reasoning: "I was asleep just now and didn't see anything."

"Good boy!"

Gu Jinzhao smiled and poured some more dried fruit into his palm, then handed it to her.

The calico cat couldn't wait any longer and leaned in to happily devour its food.

Tasting the sweet flavor, she squinted her eyes contentedly, making them curve into crescent moons.

Before long, the dried fruit in his palm was finished, and his fluffy tail gently brushed against Gu Jinzhao's leg, indicating that he wanted more.

Gu Jinzhao smiled and poured some more dried fruit to continue feeding them.

Although this calico cat is a reverted ancestral spirit beast, it has the greedy nature of a child!

A little bit of good food as a bribe is all it takes to get away with it.

......

The Dao Realm has five strongholds, which are classified according to the five elements: Golden Wutong, Moon Laurel, Azure Lotus, Crimson Clouds, and Dark Soil.

Each fortress has a fortress master who oversees it, and he has many disciples under his command.

Only the master of Qinglian Village accepted only one disciple.

Today, they welcomed their second disciple, Gu Jinzhao's childhood sweetheart, Mu Yiren.

Beside him, a woman sat quietly in the courtyard.

She wore a plain white Taoist robe, and her snow-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, making her figure appear like a lone crane perched on a cliff.

Snow forms its flesh and bones, the moon its spirit; approaching the lotus pond, it remains untouched by worldly dust.

The rosy clouds hold pearls and jade dew, and spring has already broken through before the crimson lips have parted.

Even if the goddess Luo were alive today, she would probably be no better than this!

At this moment, Gong Lingyun was wiping a rusty iron sword in her hand with her sleeve, her movements incredibly gentle.

Mu Yiren was not surprised. She simply bowed to the sword and said, "Grand-disciple Mu Yiren greets Grandmaster."

This seemingly unremarkable sword is the one that Master always carries with him. Its grade is unknown, and Master has never been seen using it.

The reason she bowed to the sword was because her master had said that her master was the sword spirit within the sword.

However, regardless of her past or present life, she never knew her master's name, nor had she ever seen him manifest.

The only thing known is that Master often stares at the rusty sword in a daze, like a snow lotus rooted beside it, carrying an indescribable loneliness.

A night breeze swept by, ruffling the stray hairs on Gong Lingyun's forehead and fluttering the hem of her snow-white robe, outlining her graceful and delicate figure.

She stared at the rusty sword, her eyes gradually losing focus, as if she were lost in thought.

Mu Yiren also stood quietly for a long time.

As the sun set and night fell, Gong Lingyun finally turned around, her bright eyes reflecting the moonlight: "Tell me, why did you force him to sign the marriage certificate?"

The "he" here refers to Gu Jinzhao.

Mu Yiren did not hide the matter of the marriage certificate from her master.

Just like Gu Jinzhao, her master and Aunt Ruo were both her closest relatives.

Mu Yiren, looking dazed, recounted her past life in detail: "I had a dream, a very long and very real dream."

"In my dream, I met him again..."

Gong Lingyun remained silent, simply listening attentively.

"Upon waking up, I felt that this dream was a warning to me, so I wanted to seize the initiative!"

Mu Yiren lowered her eyes, her gaze complex: "Does Master think what I did was right?"

Gong Lingyun said calmly, "As long as your thoughts are clear, that's enough!"

Mu Yiren smiled!

Yes!

Isn't this why she embarked on her cultivation journey?

"Master, is she Hongdou's junior sister?"

Just then, a clear and tender voice rang out.

A beautifully sculpted little girl skipped and hopped to Gong Lingyun's side, blinking her ruby-like eyes as she looked Mu Yiren up and down.

She was also wearing a small Taoist robe, which made her look even smaller because the robe was too big.

With slightly chubby cheeks, her hair tied in two buns, and her bangs neatly trimmed, she was holding a carrot that had been nibbled on a few times. She looked incredibly cute!

Upon seeing the newcomer, Mu Yiren shook her head and corrected, "I am the senior sister, and you are the junior sister."

Upon hearing this, Hongdou was taken aback at first, then puffed out her cheeks, looking just like a little pufferfish: "Hongdou was the first to learn!"

Mu Yiren gently pinched her rosy cheek: "You can't beat me, so I'm the senior sister."

Feeling slighted, Hongdou waved the radish in her hand in dissatisfaction: "Hongdou's cultivation has recently broken through to the mid-stage of the eighth rank, and the other disciples in the village all praise Hongdou as a genius."

Mu Yiren smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, I also broke through a certain point a while ago, but not to the eighth rank, but to the sixth rank."

Six products?

It seems like we really can't win!

Clever Red Bean thought for a moment, then handed over the carrot she had already taken a few bites of, saying sweetly, "Senior Sister, would you like some carrot? It's so sweet..."

Chapter 14, Who gave him the courage?

Five days later, as dawn broke, a thin mist swirled around the mountains, making the entire mountain range look like a fairyland.

Gu Jinchao, dressed in a blue and white cloud robe, stood facing the mountain wind, sword in hand.

Beside him, Lin Tiannan stood with his hands and a focused gaze, a powerful aura emanating from him.

What's even more eye-catching is the beautiful woman beside them.

She wore a pink silk dress, her figure was voluptuous, and her smiling eyes exuded a captivating and alluring charm.

Gu Jinzhao looked at the "woman" in front of him and raised an eyebrow slightly.

'As expected, he's a sorcerer from the Hehuan Sect.'

'He has no Adam's apple, his figure is no different from a woman's, and he has already achieved minor success in the Yin-Yang Harmony Sutra; his cultivation level is at least seventh rank.'

Just as he was pondering, the beautiful woman noticed his gaze, her eyes sparkling, and she said in a sweet voice, "Why are you looking at me like that, fellow Daoist? Is there a flower growing on my face?"

Gu Jinzhao shook his head and looked away: "Just looking at you, fellow Daoist, I feel a strange impulse rising within me."

He did have an impulse to draw his sword and kill this fiend from the Hehuan Sect.

Lian Yu's cheeks flushed, and she licked her lips with her bright red tongue, glancing at his crotch in a teasing manner: "What impulse?"

This Qingyun Sect disciple, with his exceptionally handsome appearance, truly captured his heart.

No wonder the disciples who were lurking in the Moon Shadow Mountains that night couldn't help but attack him.

However, the deaths of those few good-for-nothings did not affect his plan.

As for Gu Jinzhao, he would naturally need to be properly nourished before being killed.

Gu Jinzhao gave a meaningful smile: "I'll tell you after we enter the secret realm."

Lin Tiannan said in a deep voice, "We will have to rely heavily on Immortal Master Gu for this trip to the secret realm."

Gu Jinzhao nodded and said, "I will do my best!"

Before the words were finished, a sound like wind breaking rang out.

The newcomer, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe and wearing a purple jade crown, cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Tiannan and said with a smile, "Patriarch Lin, you've arrived early!"

Lin Tiannan returned the greeting: "Isn't Patriarch Fang the same?"

During their pleasantries, Gu Jinzhao learned the identity of the visitor: Fang Shirong, the head of the Fang family in Cangxing City, who, like Lin Tiannan, was a seventh-grade early-stage Divine Dao cultivator.

"Is this the unlucky fellow who was prepared to be possessed by that Yin spirit?"

The Fang family and the Lin family are the two largest cultivation families in Cangxing City.

If the head of the Fang family is possessed, the entire Cangxing City will become a vassal of the Hehuan Sect.

In this way, there will be a continuous supply of nourishing cauldrons.

"To avoid any unforeseen complications, let's enter the secret realm as soon as possible!"

After exchanging pleasantries, Lin Tiannan made a hand seal and pointed at the mountain mist in front of him!

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In an instant, the ripples spread out like water, eventually transforming into a fiery red barrier as large as a mountain, emanating a scorching aura that was enough to incinerate everything.

"Enter!"

Lin Tiannan immediately took out his access jade token, infused it with spiritual power, forming a light screen that enveloped the four people in the arena before they all rushed inside.

As a dizzying sensation swept over him, he came into view a stone wall that resembled a giant beast, with interconnected passageways all around, like a maze.

"Anyone who trespasses into the Sword Palace shall die!"

Suddenly, a cold, hoarse voice rang out.

Several dark figures, carrying a chilling aura, approached at incredible speed from the shadows.

They were sword puppets, completely black in color.

Their eyes are bloodshot, and although they lack intelligence, their sword techniques are extremely fierce.

Gu Jinzhao drew his longsword, its cold light flashing, and instantly cleaved an attacking sword puppet in two.

"left!"

Lin Tiannan shouted, and a golden light flew out from his sleeve. It was a small flying sword that instantly pierced through the foreheads of the three sword puppets.

"Hehehe... You mere inanimate object dare to block my way?"

Lian Yu chuckled, and as her pink skirt fluttered, several indistinct silver threads shot out, binding several sword puppets.

Her figure moved like a phantom, flashing past in an instant. With a light tap of her fingertips, the sword puppet's chest exploded with a "bang," and it fell straight to the ground.

The True Yang Sword Palace is a large secret realm, and it is impossible to clear all these sword puppets in one go. Generally, you can only work with other NPCs to slowly advance.

Because the terrain inside is too complex, and there are too many sword puppets, it is divided into five areas, with a BOSS guarding each area.

If he were still in a game, Gu Jinzhao would be happy to grind monsters and level up, but now that he's in reality, he can't afford to waste his energy like that.

His target was not only the True Yang Sword Manual of the True Yang Sword Palace, but also the semi-immortal weapon, Crimson Sky.

Therefore, we cannot waste too much time and spiritual energy.

"I'll go scout ahead."

Thinking of this, Gu Jinzhao smiled brightly at Lin Tiannan and Lian Yu beside him, and then turned directly into a fork in the road.

The two initially thought Gu Jinzhao was simply scouting the way, so they didn't pay much attention.

After all, the three of them had already assigned their respective tasks before entering the secret realm.

Gu Jinzhao is a sword cultivator from the Qingyun Sect. He has keen senses and is responsible for surveying the terrain and exploring whether there are any dangers ahead.

Lin Tiannan followed behind, responsible for his safety, while Lian Yu was ready to deal with any emergencies.

But when the two followed, they found that Gu Jinzhao had already disappeared!

Is this a reconnaissance mission?

Could it be that you're trying to find an opportunity and fortune as soon as possible, and then monopolize it all?

If that's really the idea, Lin Tiannan can only say that Gu Jinzhao is too naive.

Having just entered the secret realm, we were already attacked by so many sword puppets. If we continue to go deeper, it might become even more dangerous.

Even he wasn't entirely confident, so who gave Gu Jinzhao, a mere early-stage eighth-rank cultivator, the courage?

"I was planning to take advantage of him after capturing him, but now it seems that's out of the question!"