Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

The beauty's stinky face is actually a cold face.

Most of his silver pupils were blocked by the eye feathers, and his expression was cold and arrogant. He looked at a group of quails holding their heads on the deck with a look like he was looking at a dog.

"I'll count to three. Either you hand over the storage bag, or you go down and fish him out?"

What a humane choice.

A boatload of Shui Clan monks unanimously handed over their storage bags with both hands.

Sacrifice wealth to save life.

Xiao Miao has already fed all the Shui family monks who were still on the boat with Weak Water, and the threat has been successfully eliminated.

The spring spirit was devouring the strange water, and the young seedling grew out a vine to protect it.

The thieves have basically been robbed.

But there is no rush to return.

Qi Wu Yue carried the young master of the Shui family and used the "Dou Dou Ling" to explode the equipment, while commanding the Shui family cultivators to row towards the direction where the Yu Xuan wood grew.

It can't be a wasted trip.

Not to mention the special properties of weak water, it is also a raw material for alchemy, so some must be taken away.

But now that I’m here, I can’t just fill a few jars with weak water. I have to pull out a few Yuxuan trees and take them away.

Since there is water and trees, it would be better to directly replicate a small weak water area in the Qingyu Secret Realm.

Clatter. Clatter.

Young Master Shui was shaken like a piece of messy cloth, and his magic weapons and spiritual stones fell to the ground.

Huanyi squatted down there, picking up piles after piles, and made some heart-piercing remarks, with a look of disdain: "You are a little poor, so your drop rate is much lower than Ningyuan's."

Young Master Shui had never been humiliated like this before, and he was so furious that his speech became incoherent.

"You are so rich, why are you here to rob people? Don't let me run into you again! Leave your name if you can, and don't let me find out which faction you belong to!"

Huan Yi immediately raised her head and looked at Qi Wu Yue: "Boss, he seems to be mad!"

Qi Wu Yue picked up the young master who could not drop any items and threw him aside. He picked and chose among the piles of spirit stones and saw a mid-grade Xuan-level spirit sword. He threw it to Xiao Lin.

Come to think of it, Xiao Lin's spirit sword was almost entirely obtained by Qi Wu Yue through unconventional means such as fighting and robbing.

Rob Rob Rob is another spiritual sword.

Very good, no money spent.

The most cost-effective way for a sword cultivator to live is to have a brother who is skilled in robbery and other means when he goes out.

Qi Wu Yue stared at the young master with a gloomy look, and wondered whether he should send a blackmail letter to the Shui family since he had already been tied up.

After all, it's such a big ready-made piece of meat.

Finally, I thought of this guy’s poor third-level water lotus.

I guess he has no status in the Shui family and is not worth much.

The young master felt his back crawling with fear under his gaze, totally unaware that he was almost being sold.

Qi Wu Yue walked over, kicked the young master's leg, and said lazily: "Leave your name? Sure, my name is Gu Beiguo, from the West Cave, remember it clearly."

"You're lying! Don't think I don't know. What you have is a Gu Bell, which is only possessed by Gu Masters!"

Qi Wu Yue opened his eyelids: "Hmm? Not stupid."

"Good eyesight. Okay, I won't call you Gu Beiguo."

He pointed at Xiao Lin and said, "His name is Gu Beiguo."

next second.

The young master stiffened his neck, turned his head and roared in the direction of Xiao Lin: "Gu Beiguo, just wait for me! This young master will never let you go!"

Xiao Lin was trying out the Xuan-grade spirit sword. Although the sword body was a bit gorgeous and fancy, the materials used for the Xuan-grade magic weapon were far more rare than those for the Huang-grade magic weapon.

He made a sword flower and replied without looking up: "Okay, I'll be waiting for you at Gu Beiguo."

Huanyi couldn't hold back her laughter, and turned around silently, her shoulders shaking.

When Brother Gu goes out in the future, he will definitely have fights.

"You, you are the Southern Xinjiang Gu Master?" The young master looked at Qi Wu Yue with some hesitation.

Qi Wu Yue raised his eyes: "Hmm?"

The young master shrank his neck and said, "There is a dispute between Nanjiang and the Shui family. Don't look at my young age, I know a lot of secrets."

Qi Wu Yue became interested: "Oh, what secret do you know?"

The young master touched his nose and said, "Well, I heard that our ancestor had an affair with a saint girl from southern Xinjiang and then abandoned her..."

Qi Wu Yue gave a mocking sneer.

Young Master: "I said this version of the rumor is not true!"

He instantly perked up and started gossiping about his ancestor's love history.

"My grandfather's aunt was once the old ancestor's maid, so the version my grandfather told me was that the old ancestor tried to force it but failed..."

"On the day of the Taoist Companionship, people from Southern Border came to attack us. It was said that the Southern Emperor wanted to take the Saint Girl away. But how could the ancestor allow a Taoist Companion who had not yet been married to him to be taken away by Southern Border? So the two sides fought fiercely, and countless pavilions and towers collapsed. No one knew where the gate flew to. The scene was tragic for a while... In the end, the Saint Girl was taken away by the Southern Emperor."

The ending was a bit fast.

He suppressed the excitement and curiosity in his tone: "So...was it a scene of two men fighting over one woman?"

Qi Wu Yue's brows were already furrowed as he listened to this, so he raised his hand and slapped him on the head: "Don't listen to secrets, they will make you stupid."

The young master curled his lips: "Don't you know that you are jealous of me for knowing so many secrets?"

"Tsk, what do you know? It's obvious that someone slapped Shui Er in the face and left on his own."

Qi Wu Yue looked extremely speechless, kicked him away and left.

The young master, with a confused look on his face, was trying to figure out who "Shui Er" was.

The cultivator from the Shui family had lost his spiritual power and was rowing the boat with all his strength. When he approached a patch of spiritual trees, he was so tired that he could only gasp for breath.

The roots of the Jade Xuan Wood are extremely deep, and once the weak water near it splashes out and gets on a cultivator, the cultivator can only survive by cutting off his arm, which is extremely dangerous.

Although they wanted to replicate a miniature Weak Water area in the Qingyu Secret Realm, Qi Wu Yue and his team did not intend to take the risk.

The spirit boat stopped a hundred meters away from the Yuxuan tree. Xiao Miao extended a light golden vine to a length of hundreds of meters and wrapped it around the trunk of a thousand-year-old Yuxuan tree.

The tree and its roots were pulled out of the water.

Water was constantly dripping from the soaked tree roots, and the slender and lush roots of the Jade Tree were actually covered with small silver balls the size of fists.

Xiao Lin's mind moved, and he collected those small silver balls. After burning them with the golden-red flames, the small silver balls transformed into liquid silver with a pure color without any suppression.

Top quality metal, as good as silver when sinking in water.

He packed up the refined sinking silver for use.

The weak water was introduced into the Qingyu Secret Realm, and dozens of jade trees were thrown in, thus forming a miniature aquatic ecosystem.

After the spring spirit devoured the strange water, the quality of the spiritual spring water evolved again, and even its form changed.

It used to be in the shape of a water drop.

Now it has a teardrop-shaped head, and is separated into a body and limbs that look elastic.

A real water drop elf.

Quan Ling drooled at the young master.

He was so frightened that he covered his forehead with his hands, kicked the ground with his feet, and rolled back frantically.

"My water is of poor quality. It doesn't taste good."

"Really, really, I'm not from the main clan."

Shui Xiaomeng tried desperately to explain.

The Shui family's strange water is divided into levels one to ten according to its quality and strength.

The direct blood relatives of the main clan are of the fifth turn or even higher quality from birth.

He is a descendant of the Shui family. His holy water only evolved into three lotus petals, which is the quality of the third-level green soul.

"There is a guy who was born from a lower clan. His talent is similar to mine. He is also a third-level Emerald Soul. He has been as strong as me since he was a child."

"As a result, during the family's genius trial a few days ago, I don't know whether that guy took the wrong medicine or got lucky, but he accidentally raised the quality of the strange water to the fifth grade."

Shui Xiaomeng was severely humiliated and vowed to trample that damn guy under her feet.

Even now, he gnashed his teeth in hatred when he thought about it: "Who the hell is he? A bastard, how could he be worthy of possessing the fifth-level Emerald Soul Holy Water?"

"Originally, the family sent back news that he died during that training. His soul lamp was extinguished for a while, but he unexpectedly came back alive."

"Who knows if the person who came back is a human or a ghost? Maybe he was possessed by a wandering ghost from nowhere."

Shui Xiaomeng's last sentence was filled with suspicion.

Qi Wuyue has a more unique perspective on things: "It has become the fifth level?"

The corners of his eyes turned up, revealing a hint of interest.

"Isn't it very similar to the qualifications of your main clan's direct descendants?"