I was tricked by the yandere villain Master all the way to my ascension

"Master."

Before Shen Yujin could say congratulations, long slender arms tightened around his neck.

The cold, cold fragrance filled his lips and teeth, blocking his mouth unbreakably.

After being washed away by the fairy spirit, she was completely transformed. The girl's white dress was scorched by lightning, revealing her delicate skin that could be broken by a blow.

His eyes moved slightly, and he took out a large cloak to cover the person in his arms.

I don’t want the beautiful spring time to leak out.

He noticed that the body of the person in his arms was shaking slightly, and he couldn't help but asked in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Jiu'er, what's wrong?"

"Disciple is happy."

"Ah."

"Master, aren't you curious?"

"As a monk, after reaching the Mahayana stage, you are already halfway to becoming an immortal. It doesn't hurt to be happy."

"Oh."

Jiang Lijiu raised his face from the crook of his neck, and the smile on his lips grew wider.

In fact, she was not only happy because of her improved cultivation, but also because this life finally became different.

Su Luoluo is dead.

After Yuan Zhen was seriously injured, he should have returned to the upper world.

but!

Fortunately, Shen Yujin did not follow the instructions of the Immortal Emperor and die in reincarnation.

All things can change.

And she could avenge the Immortal Emperor's plot against her father and mother in person!

"Husband," she whispered in Shen Yujin's ear with crescent eyes, "When I return to Wuji Immortal Palace and see Yuehan and Mianmian, my disciple will hide in the Xuhu space for retreat."

"It's better to ascend to immortality earlier. I miss my father."

"Let's go then."

Just as Shen Yujin was about to stand up, he was imprisoned in place by a pair of arms.

The girl's soft lips kissed her cheek.

He was startled.

Immediately, he suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Jiu'er is so enthusiastic, why not come back later?"

Jiang Lijiu ran away after the kiss. His spiritual energy circulated throughout his body, casting a cleaning spell on himself, and at the same time put on a new plain white dress.

"Bingluan."

She quickly called out her natal divine pet and flew up.

Looking back, he blinked at Shen Yujin and stretched out a slender hand, "Master, I will take you back to the Immortal Sect."

It was rare for Shen Yujin to see his little girl so cute and naughty, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but curl up with a hint of indulgence.

Putting his hand into Jiang Lijiu's palm, he was pulled onto Bingluan's back by a huge force. The spiritual wind suddenly rose and flew quickly outside Qiling Juexi Valley.

In winter, the wind is freezing.

Wherever you look, the sky and the earth are the same color, with snowflakes rustling.

A fox fur was wrapped around his shoulders.

Shen Yujin raised her eyes and saw the girl using her spiritual power to block the wind and cold outside.

"It's not cold to be a teacher." Helplessness flashed in his eyes.

I don't know why, but it seems that in Jiang Lijiu's eyes, he is always weak, like a porcelain doll that breaks at the touch of a touch.

"My disciple feels that Master is cold." Jiang Lijiu felt very distressed when she saw his pale face and gradually turning green lips.

As an ancient god, he was reincarnated into an immortal fetus with the Destiny Pearl, so he should be protected by great luck.

Unexpectedly, it is both a blessing and a disaster.

She stroked Bingluan's furry head and injected a touch of spiritual power, "Faster."

"Yes."

The majestic spiritual power penetrated into the body, and Bingluan's extreme speed accelerated a bit.

In the valley, the top monks from all walks of life in the world of cultivation seemed to feel something, and looked up to the sky.

But he saw an ice-blue afterimage that was as fast as thunder piercing the sky, leaving only a vague trail of broken void.

Some people didn't know why, "What flew by just now? Even my cultivation in the divine transformation stage couldn't be seen clearly!"

"I don't know. I didn't have time to capture it with my consciousness during the integration period."

"Is it a demon, a demon, or..."

The man was interrupted by a middle-aged man when he was mid-sentence, "It's fellow Taoist. If I guessed correctly, it should be Jiang Lijiu, the former headmaster of Wuji Immortal Palace, who has entered the Mahayana stage."

"My God!"

Everyone took a sharp breath, "If what Master Ling said is true, then wouldn't it mean that she is already a powerful person in the Mahayana stage in less than a hundred years, and maybe she will be able to ascend in a few years!"

"The direction she is going seems to be going back to the world of cultivation. Has something big happened recently?"

Someone asked, and someone else answered, "There is indeed something big. It is said that the eight immortal sects decided to hold an immortal competition in Guiyuan City after discussion. All five immortals have to ascend, and only a few people can be re-elected."

"In the more than 20 years since Master Jiang left Wuji Immortal Palace, Master Shen Yuehan and Shen Shen have reached the stage of transformation into gods, and are just qualified to participate in the competition."

"So, Guiyuan City must be very lively. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so why not go and take a look."

"Fellow Taoist, wait, I'll go too."

"……And I!"

……

In Guiyuan City, there is a competition platform.

"Brother, remember to give Chu Ran two moves later. He has eaten so many treasures from heaven and earth over the years, and it's hard to catch up with you."

Shen Yuehan was about to walk to the high platform to participate in the last competition when his arm was suddenly hugged.

He heard the soft voice of the girl behind him acting coquettishly and cutely, "He said that when he gets the title of Sword Master, he will come to Wuji Immortal Palace to propose marriage."

"Brother is already the number one leader in the world of cultivation. For the sake of his sincerity, why should I lose once?"

"Brother~"

"Mianmian has finally begged you once, please answer me quickly."

Hearing this, he looked back.

The face of the indistinguishable male and female was cold and ruthless, especially a pair of narrow eyes, which were slightly narrowed, reflecting the girl's baby-fat face.

He smiled suddenly, and his slender fingers slowly brushed his slender phoenix eyes.

"Okay, I promise not to beat him to death."

"not me……"

Before Shen Mian finished speaking, he suddenly heard a low-alcohol, clear voice reaching his ears from afar.

"Mianmian, come here."

She was startled and quickly turned her head. When she saw a pair of beautiful people standing high in the audience seat, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mother, father, you are finally back!"

Jindanqi's spiritual power was shaken, and the whole figure flew up to the jade platform like a butterfly and threw itself into Jiang Lijiu's arms.

Shen Yuehan also wanted to follow.

Naihe heard a deafening sound of a gong from behind.

The elder who was presiding over the competition spoke in a rich voice and spoke clearly, "For the final battle of the Sword Master Competition, Shen Yuehan, the leader of the Wuji Immortal Palace, and Chu Ran, the chief disciple of the Chongyang Immortal Pavilion, come on stage."

He took a deep look at the two of them, his eyes full of complexity.

Immediately, he turned his steps slightly and jumped onto the competition stage with a light body. His smiling eyes flashed with a cold light, staring at the gentle and jade-like young man opposite him, "My sister said, let me give up the position of Sword Master to you."

"You also said that you became a sword master and wanted to ask me to marry her?"

"This... brother, there is no need to give in." Chu Ran's face turned red and he bowed his hands, "You must rely on your ability to get the position of Sword Master."

"Oh?"

Shen Yuehan raised her eyebrows slightly and asked again, "Don't you plan to marry my sister?"

"No," Chu Ran was anxious and his palms were sweating. He still said firmly under the strong pressure.

"No matter who the Sword Master is awarded to, I will prepare ten miles of red makeup and go to ask for my cousin Mianmian's hand in marriage."

After saying this, the atmosphere in the place suddenly turned cold.

Shen Yuehan summoned his divine weapon, the Ancient Yuan Divine Sword, and smiled half-heartedly, "Chu Ran, how about a bet on the outcome?"

"Brother, please tell me."

"Now my master and my father have just returned from traveling. If you lose, you are not allowed to come and disturb us during this time."

"Win?"

"what ever."

"Okay, I will try my best!"

Chu Ran nodded.

He turned his head, looked at the cold woman and the man who was as calm as the wind and agreed.

Almost at the same time, the momentum surged like a mighty mountain.

When he was distracted, he almost fell off the competition platform.

Shen Yujin, who had been paying attention to this side, had a smile on his lips, "Xiao Jiu'er, you see, this generation in the world of cultivation is also full of capable people."