After becoming a villain, the heroine overheard my thoughts

"Clap clap clap!"

After listening to He Yuan's words, the white-robed scholar sitting cross-legged on the mat opposite him suddenly clapped his hands three times in a row, with an indescribable strangeness on his face. He said, "Little guy, you are smarter than I thought. I am more satisfied with your body!"

Ok?

Oops!

When He Yuan heard the other party say this, he was shocked and subconsciously wanted to retreat quickly.

But it was too late.

The scholar in white came rushing over like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he was within half a foot of He Yuan. He then stretched out his right hand and grabbed He Yuan's left shoulder fiercely.

Although he had not yet been caught by the opponent's right hand, the terrifying pressure coming from the opponent's palm had already made He Yuan feel as if his whole body was sealed and he could no longer move.

"No, if Senior Cheng can't be relied upon, then I can only sacrifice another fragment of the Immortal Slaying Sword and self-destruct!"

He Yuan suddenly became furious and was about to take out a piece of the Immortal Sword fragment stored in the Zhenxian Palace.

Just then.

A white light suddenly flashed in his purple palace, and the Zhenxian Palace appeared out of thin air in his palm. It smashed towards the chest of the white-robed scholar opposite him at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

"Pong!"

After all, the Zhenxian Palace is an immortal weapon. Before the white-robed scholar could capture He Yuan, it hit the white-robed scholar heavily on the chest.

at the same time.

The Zhenxian Palace suddenly expanded and occupied the entire seventh floor of the Soul-Suppressing Tower in a blink of an eye, naturally taking He Yuan and the white-robed scholar into the palace.

"This is where?"

The scholar in white could no longer maintain his previous elegance and composure, and said with a hint of panic in his voice: "Boy, ahem, what weapon are you using? Why is my soul suppressed so badly here? Asshole, quickly put away this weapon and let me out! I am Chen Bei, the fourth generation leader of the Wanxian Sect, you are betraying your teacher and ancestors!"

Inside the Zhenxian Palace.

He Yuan turned his head and glanced at Cheng Tianyao's clone who was standing not far behind him with his arms crossed and staring at the two of them coldly. He finally felt a little more confident and said, "What do you mean by a horseman destroying his ancestors? Sorry, I, He Yuan, have no interest in a male master like you!"

Ok?

Hearing this, the white-robed scholar who claimed to be Chen Bei was stunned.

obviously.

He didn't quite understand what He Yuan meant by this sentence.

But this did not prevent him from continuing to morally blackmail He Yuan.

He just groaned and said, "No wonder the strength of the Wanxian Sect is declining with each generation. It turns out that you young people have long lost your reverence for your ancestors. How can a sect that does not follow the ancestors last long?"

"hehe!"

At this time, Cheng Tianyao's clone, who had been waiting on the side without saying anything, finally spoke up and said, "Your Excellency speaks so eloquently, but in fact, aren't you also an unforgivable person who betrayed his teacher and ancestors!"

"Only your soul, Chen Bei, remains on the last four floors of this Soul-Calming Tower. Moreover, the power of your soul is strangely even stronger than when you were alive. Don't you have anything to say?"

After hearing what Chen Tianyao's clone said, it was obvious that the expression of the white-robed scholar Chen Bei suddenly changed.

He stared at Cheng Tianyao's clone opposite him with a gloomy look, and said in an indescribable cold voice: "Who are you? Why can't I sense any breath of a living person from you?"

"Could it be that you are also a ray of soul?"

Immediately, he shook his head vigorously and said, "But that's impossible. Why is your aura stronger than mine? I have obviously swallowed it..."

Having said this, he suddenly stopped talking as if he had thought of something.

"Oh?"

Cheng Tianyao's clone shrugged and said, "What did you swallow? Why don't you dare to finish your words? Is there something so taboo that even you are so secretive about it?"

Chen Bei's expression tensed up, and his voice also became nervous, "You...what do you know?"

"Are you really going to let me say it?"

Cheng Tianyao's clone glanced at Chen Bei with interest and said, "You deliberately planned to let He Yuan ascend to the seventh floor of the Soul-Calming Tower. Isn't it because you sensed the existence of my clone in his body and wanted to devour me? Hehe, as for the souls of your three ancestors sealed in the last three floors of the Soul-Calming Tower, I'm afraid they have been devoured by you a long time ago, right?"

"Shh!"

Almost at the moment when Cheng Tianyao's clone finished speaking, Chen Bei's face suddenly changed. He subconsciously took three steps back, staring at Cheng Tianyao's clone opposite him, clenching his fists, as if he wanted to attack her.

However, considering the unknown palace-shaped weapon he was in, he finally endured it.

Cheng Tianyao's clone seemed to have seen through his thoughts long ago, and said calmly: "Don't worry, as long as you can answer a few questions of mine honestly, I will not do anything to your soul!"

Hearing this, Chen Bei finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What do you want to know?"

Cheng Tianyao's clone glanced at him and said, "What I want to know is, when you were only at the seventh level of Nascent Soul in your lifetime, how did you manage to devour the Yuanshen of the master in the last three floors step by step in this Soul-Suppressing Tower?"

While the white-robed scholar Chen Bei and Cheng Tianyao's clone were discussing here as if no one else was around about Chen Bei's devouring of the soul of his master from the third floor of the Soul-Calming Tower, He Yuan, who was standing next to them, had already been filled with huge waves of emotion.

He never expected that the remaining souls of the two masters on the fifth and sixth floors of the Soul-Calming Tower, and Shen Wanxian, the founder of the Wanxian Sect on the seventh floor, were all swallowed up by Chen Bei on the fourth floor!

No wonder he found the tower empty all the way from the fourth floor to the sixth floor.

But how could Chen Bei dare to do such a heinous act as devouring the original spirit of his ancestors?

not to mention.

Among them is a wisp of the soul left by Shen Wanxian, the founder of the Wanxian Sect!

Once this matter gets out, Chen Bei will not only be guilty of betraying his teacher and ancestors, he will truly be condemned by thousands of people and called a despicable beast worse than pigs and dogs. It will not be an exaggeration to say that!

At this time.

Chen Bei said, "It's actually very simple to explain. This is because I once practiced a heavenly-level technique called "Soul-nourishing Technique" that can devour the primordial spirit."

"Soul-raising Technique?"

A hint of surprise suddenly appeared on Cheng Tianyao's clone's pretty face. Her slender eyebrows slightly frowned, and she said thoughtfully: "You want to talk about the magic sect's skills, "Soul Nourishing and Body Restoration Technique", right?"