After giving up on love, the female supporting role dominates the world of immortality

When Zhang Miaomiao walked to Lingxi Cave, the sun had already begun to set. The fiery red sunset was gradually covered by cool blue clouds, and night fell quietly.

It was pitch dark outside the cave, but fortunately there was a night-light pearl inside the Lingxi Cave, which prevented people from stumbling and seeing clearly.

The white-haired girl sat cross-legged on the spirit-gathering stone. She opened her brocade pouch, took out the Qingxin Pill given to her by Mu Wenxin, and swallowed it in one gulp.

After taking the cool elixir into his mouth, the wound on his chest scratched by the red fire leopard's sharp claws suddenly no longer hurt, replaced by a tingling and cooling feeling.

It is indeed the Qingxin Pill that Mu Wenxin personally refined, and the effect is great.

In the two years since she joined Tianyan Sect, this is the first time she has used such a good elixir.

Zhang Miaomiao sighed. In the past, she was only thinking about Lu Chenyi, so all the spiritual stones she saved were used to buy good things for Lu Chenyi, but she didn't leave any money for herself to buy elixirs.

Don't be too stupid...

Recalling the stupid behavior of rushing to give money in the past, Zhang Miaomiao wanted to go back in time and beat her love-minded self to death. In the past two years, she has barely built a foundation in her cultivation, and her love brain is definitely one-third of the credit!

The fused spiritual root can melt all things. Whether it is the cold air of ice, the blazing true fire air, or even the golden light empowerment given by heaven when someone breaks through and advances, it can be transformed into the fused true energy in the body by the fused spiritual root. gas. If you go to refine elixirs, you will definitely be able to refine a heaven-defying elixir; if you go to refine weapons, you will be able to perfectly refine the incompatible materials into the most powerful spiritual weapons; if you are going to practice magic, you will definitely be able to integrate formations with various attributes; if it doesn't work anymore, Drawing talismans, the power of talismans drawn by integrating infuriating energy will be several times more powerful than those drawn by various single types of infuriating energy!

Zhang Miaomiao chose the most cerebral path to practice swordsmanship!

To put it ten thousand steps back, even if her sword training cannot bring out her strengths, with her heaven-defying physique that can absorb all kinds of true energy due to her fused spiritual roots, if she can practice well, she should be able to form pills this year!

But it’s hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. If you integrate the spiritual roots, it will go against the will of heaven. If you don’t feed it with spiritual energy, it will be useless!

Zhang Miaomiao has not fed anything to the fused spiritual root in the past two years except for the Fire Soul Lotus.

As soon as there are any good treasures, Zhang Miaomiao rushes to give them all to Lu Chenyi. She only relies on a little drizzle of Qi from Lingxi Cave Mansion to practice every day. Now the foundation building is already a miracle!

Of course, she will never be so stupid from now on.

The most important thing now is to heal the injury on her chest so as not to affect her subsequent practice.

Zhang Miaomiao held the Night Pearl in one hand and raised it to her chest. She looked down at her chest and saw the blood red on the bandage.

Is the injury so serious?

The bandage was covered in large patches of red, which looked shocking. Zhang Miaomiao wanted to know what happened to the wound, so she took off the blood jade pendant.

I don't know if it was her imagination, but under the light of the night pearl, this blood jade pendant was not as red as it was in the afternoon.

strangeness? Will this thing fade?

Zhang Miaomiao was confused. She looked at the blood jade pendant carefully under the light of Ye Mingzhu.

The blood jade that was still completely red in the afternoon has turned a lot white now, especially the upper half, which has completely turned white, leaving only a few faint red lines.

But she didn't have time to care whether the blood jade had faded or not. The injuries on her body were more important.

Zhang Miaomiao quickly untied the bandage. However, the expected ulceration of the wound was not seen. Instead, the wound healed much better than she thought, with only a few scabs.

She also went up and touched it, and then looked at Ye Mingzhu to see if there was any blood on her hand.

After seeing that there was no blood, Zhang Miaomiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Yep, case solved.

I was wrong that afternoon. This piece of blood jade is not a good jade, it will fade, and it will fade so badly that it will stain the bandage red.

Now that the wound has healed, all you need to do is wait for the scab on it to slowly fall off. Zhang Miaomiao did not put the bandage back on, but directly put on the blood jade.

So what if she knew that this piece of blood jade was a defective product? After all, it was the only relic left to her by her mother before she died. Even if it was a defective product, she still had to pay for it.

Zhang Miaomiao stuffed the bandage into her bag. She adjusted her sitting position and prepared to introduce air into her body.

After a while, the spiritual energy in the cave rushed toward the white-haired girl in the center of the spirit gathering stone, forming a rising wind. Zhang Miaomiao's beautiful long silver-white hair fluttered and flew in the surge of spiritual energy, and purple veins appeared and disappeared on her tender white skin.

As the last touch of red flowed into her body from the jade ring around her neck, a red lotus mark gradually appeared on Zhang Miaomiao's forehead.

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Demon Realm, inside the Heavenly Demon Palace.

In the solemn and magnificent palace, countless scarlet threads spread from all directions and converged on the blood jade in the center of the palace.

Nine men and women with different looks sat on high chairs in the hall, silently staring at the blood jade hanging by a red thread. They have maintained this posture for a whole day, but there is still no movement from the blood jade. The long wait has made some of them impatient.

"Mo Qiuxin, it's already Haishi. If the Demon Lord's orphan is still alive, he would have awakened his bloodline by now." A middle-aged man with triangular eyes said impatiently. He stood up and walked towards the young man in the center of the hall. Seeing that the young man had not Heeding his words, he touched the young man's fair face with his hand and said slyly,

"I think your master's only bloodline has been killed by cultivators. If you leave this hall today, the Demon Realm will start a war for the position of Demon Lord again. You have lied to us for so long, I'm afraid not many demons will I will keep you alive. You are so pretty, it would be a pity to die in vain. How about you follow me from now on and take good care of me, I will keep you safe."

As soon as these words came out, the eight men and women couldn't sit still.

Today, the nine Demon Lords in the Demon Realm were summoned by Mo Qunxin, a subordinate of the original Demon Lord Dream Demon.

The Dream Demon is an ancient demon and the ancestor of all demons. Its bloodline is so powerful that no demon can harm it, so it is revered as the Demon Lord by other demons.

But now that Dream Demon Yeluo has been dead for ten years, the position of Demon Lord has been vacant. These nine Demon Lords have been eyeing the position of Demon Lord for a long time. If it weren't for Mo Qianxin claiming that Ye Luo's bloodline was still in the human world, they would have been there long ago. The war started.

Of course, not all Demon Lords believed what Mo Qianxin said.

So while the Dream Demon bloodline was awakening in adulthood, Mo Qianxin summoned the Demon Lord. It's just that it's been a whole day, but there's still no movement from the blood jade.

These demon lords almost feel that they have been tricked by a young boy in the past ten years.

"Hmph, it seems that this man will do stupid things once the semen gets into his head. He is a pervert who can even play with a half-demon bastard. He is not too dirty." A charming-looking woman spoke, and she glanced with disdain. She glanced at the boy, then looked away, admiring her red nails. She couldn't wait to use these nails to dig out the boy's heart.

"Half-demon bastard...dirty?" Another woman murmured.

This woman has jade bones and ice skin, a beautiful face, and a head of black hair covered by frost. She is even more beautiful than the woman just now. Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the woman's eyes under the long eyelashes are blue ice balls. Replaced the original eyeball. At this moment, she frowned and asked doubtfully, "Is the succubus referring to Sang and cursing Huai?"

Oops, I forgot that this old man is also a half-demon.

Thinking of the ice demon who had killed countless northern demons this year who opposed her becoming a demon because of her half-demon identity, Succubus stiffened. Her strength level was the lowest among the nine demons, but she didn't dare Provoke anyone head-on. So she hurriedly explained, "Wanqiao wrongly blamed my sister. Although Wanqiao is a half-demon, he is also of the blood of a demon. How can he lower his status and compare with this little bastard?"

Ice Demon Lewanqiao said quietly, "It's best if you don't mean that. But I want to remind everyone that Mo Qiaoxin is a subordinate of the former Demon Lord. You'd better have some respect for him."

"Respect? So what if I don't respect you?" The sex demon Wuyue was disdainful. His hands became more unscrupulous, trying to touch the young man's lower body.

The young man had thick black hair that was as smooth as silk, and his fair skin set off his red lips. He turned his head, and his pair of almond-shaped eyes as clear as a deer were dark and translucent. When he looked at the man, he smiled as if he wanted to melt the winter ice and snow. , but the smile only showed on the surface and did not reach the bottom of the eyes.

For just a moment, the young man's almond-shaped eyes turned red. The man who was so unscrupulous just now seemed to be possessed, and his body was extremely stiff.

Wu Yue tremblingly took his hands away from the young man, and then, amidst the surprise of the demon lords, he strangled his own throat.

"Help... help!"

Wu Yue couldn't control his body. His hands were squeezing his neck. The feeling of suffocation made him fearful. He looked at Mo Qiuxin as if begging for mercy.

But the red light in Mo Qianxin's eyes remained undiminished. A sweet smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said in a soft voice, "Master Wuyue is too noisy, please be quiet. Before Master Yeluo's orphan bloodline awakens, please Maintain this posture and don’t move~"