Quick Wear: After the female supporting role was funny, the male protagonist turned evil

Chapter 190 2 Senior Sister Begins to Respect Teacher 33

"Don't be angry, I just think you need to rest. With so many demons gathered in the Ten Thousand Mountains, you don't need to do anything." Yun Ye explained calmly.

Lin Zhiyi's face was odd. "What kind of person are you putting yourself in? Are you meddling too much? It's not your place as an outsider to meddle in the affairs of the demon clan. When are you three leaving?"

Fuyou said with a smile, "Don't rush to send us away. It's rare to meet an opponent who can spar with us. We can improve together. So, if you don't like communicating with Qianshang using swords, how about communicating with me through illusions?"

The sword in Lin Zhiyi's hand loosened, and she said... Damn, she risked her life for this thing, and didn't even learn the basics. It was really a huge loss.

She has always been unwilling to do business that will result in a loss, and besides, teaching her the art of illusion was the prize she had won.

The ice sword shattered, and Lin Zhiyi sat down and said, "You speak, and I am listening."

Fuyou curled his lips: "The Demon Queen is also so interested in the Illusionary Dao. It reminds me of a little girl."

Lin Zhiyi said generously, "You don't need to point this out. Aren't you talking about Lin Zhiyi? I know she regrets not being able to learn the Illusion Dao, so don't you want to help her learn it?"

Fang Xie couldn't hold it in any longer, and ran over to grab Lin Zhiyi's arm without restraint: "Where is my second senior sister?"

Lin Zhiyi pushed Fang Xie's hand away in disgust.

"I repeat, I have a demon companion. You, a man, should stay away from me. As for your Second Senior Sister... I couldn't save her back then, so adhering to the principle of not wasting even a single ounce of energy, I naturally swallowed her."

Fang Xie said blankly, "What...swallowed?"

Lin Zhiyi raised an eyebrow: "Are you stupid? I am a demon, is it strange for me to swallow a human cultivator? Of course, a little residual soul has no power. She agreed to it herself. We talked about it for many years. She couldn't hold on any longer, so I ate her."

"Eat...eat?" Fang Xie plopped down next to Lin Zhiyi, his face filled with disbelief as he said, "Impossible! How could Second Senior Sister be so miserable? Spit it out!"

The demonic power sealed Fang Xie, and the world became peaceful.

Lin Zhiyi looked at Fuyou and said, "A dead person is a dead person, not worth mentioning. Let's get started."

Fuyou glanced at the silent Yunye and slowly spoke, "The way of illusion lies in thought. Usually, those who are more persistent or free are more suitable for cultivating the way of illusion. When a thought arises, all things appear. This is illusion."

As soon as he finished speaking, the lush forest turned into a peach blossom forest in the blink of an eye. The reddish-pink flowers were a little richer than pink, and even had a rich fragrance. It didn't look unreal at all!

Seeing that Lin Zhiyi liked the appearance of this peach blossom forest very much, Fuyou explained playfully, "You only see the beauty, but you don't know why I can't change this peach blossom forest every time I use the magic way."

Lin Zhiyi asked curiously, "What's the reason?"

"When I was still in the mortal world, I was a wealthy young man. My family suffered a disaster and I fled to the peach blossom forest. All my loved ones were slaughtered before my eyes, and their blood dyed the peach blossoms red, hence the red color."

Lin Zhiyi was silent for a moment and said, "Very good."

Fuyou narrowed his eyes: "Pretty good?"

"Well, I've always felt that the Path of Illusion is something that fills regrets and emptiness. If you can't get over it, it's pain. If you can, it's the mark your family left on you."

"Whether it's bitter or sweet, they'll always be with you. Think about it from another perspective. They've never left you, watching you reach the top step by step. Have you ever thought that they're in a good mood too?"

Fuyou repeated again: "Very good." The peach blossom eyes were filled with red and pink peach blossoms, and the spiritual power around the body fluctuated. The range of peach blossoms continued to spread, and it seemed that there was a trend of changing the lush green of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The monster, still biting the leaves, bit a mouthful of peach petals the next moment...

Fuyou had clearly made a breakthrough in his cultivation. This was the way it was with immortal cultivators. Often, a sudden realization would bring about a qualitative change. Fuyou was already in the late Mahayana stage, and now he had made another breakthrough...

Clouds gathered in the sky, and something terrifying was gathering, and that will was locking onto their direction.

Yun Ye frowned and immediately took action to suppress Fuyou's aura. As if sensing something, Fuyou also lowered his peach blossom eyes and quickly restrained his aura until the clouds dispersed again.

Lin Zhiyi asked doubtfully, "Was that the Ascension Tribulation just now? Why not give it a try... Come to think of it, the human race seems a bit strange. Since the defeat of the demon and monster races, not a single person has ascended to heaven!"

"This is very wrong. Isn't the purpose of cultivating immortals to break through the levels? During the most prosperous period of the human race, no one has ascended, and Yun Ye is suppressing them. What are you doing?"

Yun Ye brought a cup of tea and placed it in Lin Zhiyi's hand.

"It's not that they don't ascend, it's that those who ascended all died. After the defeat of the demons and monsters, the human race discovered that all those who ascended seemed to be cursed, and they would suffer great disasters until they fell."

Lin Zhiyi was stunned. That wasn’t right. Didn’t Yun Ye successfully ascend to heaven in the story?

"If you want to ascend, you need to condense..." Yun Ye didn't finish the rest of his words before he was interrupted by the deafening singing.

Just as Lin Zhiyi thought, the Demonic Immortal Venerable brought the last of the Beast Taming Sect's strength and was destroyed in the Three Hundred Thousand Mountains. This event indeed brought Lin Zhiyi great fame.

At the beginning, the demons who came to the Ten Thousand Mountains were of low cultivation. Recently, many high-level demons have come to the Ten Thousand Mountains to settle down. This place is becoming more and more prosperous, and the name of the Demon Queen is becoming more and more famous.

The peach blossom forest just disappeared, and the demons thought it was a miracle from the Demon Queen. Various demon tribes and demon beasts were singing in the demon tribe’s language. It was a song of respect for the superiors.

Compared with the human race, which is full of talented people, the demon race is extremely ferocious. The demon race has been famous for its cohesion since ancient times. They will absolutely respect and recognize the emperor and work together as one.

If Hong Ming had not disappeared first, the demon clan would not have been destroyed under the crazy suppression of the demon clan.

Now in Lin Zhiyi's hands, the demon clan has taken shape again.

Amid the deafening demonic singing, white dots of light converged towards Lin Zhiyi, and the flame totem on his forehead reappeared, madly absorbing the faith and fortune of the demon clan.

Huihui and Wuyan arrived, their faces filled with ecstasy.

"It's done, it's done! As long as we keep going, the Demon King Seal will no longer be just a totem!" Huihui knelt on the ground and prayed for the prosperity of the demon clan, his face full of fanaticism. Although Wuyan was not as excited as Huihui, he was not calm either, and also knelt down to Lin Zhiyi.

The inexplicable power that surged into his forehead was very unfamiliar, but it should be very beneficial to Hong Ming. Lin Zhiyi reached out and touched it, and his fingers were almost burned...

Uh... well, she was just a vessel. She would just wait patiently for Hong Ming to be resurrected before giving up. Sometimes she really doubted whether Hong Ming was a Mahayana cultivator. She always felt that he was a little too strong...

Suddenly, the aura of the Demon Lord was exposed in all directions. The white spiritual light that was gathering together stagnated, and a small part of it actually deviated in direction.

Lin Zhi was furious and started cursing without any hesitation: "You old fools, I went to your mountain and you looked at me with such a look on your face. Now you want to have a piece of the pie. Do you think you are my children?"