Who would raise a villain as a wife?

He Yunjing replied, "Yes, even if they are secluded from the world, they will not save everyone. But the disputes among cultivators in the world need spiritual medicine to heal them. The Flower Spirit Clan can promote the growth of spiritual herbs and flowers, which are also magical medicines.

Now, the Flower Spirit Clan has been exterminated, which means that the major immortal sects have no hope when someone needs the Flower Spirit Clan again. And the one who cut off their hope is the Wanji Immortal Sect. Do you know what this is called?"

Hua Li thought for a moment and tilted her head to answer, "It's what Brother Jing said about being the target of public criticism. The other immortal sects will hate Wanji Immortal Sect for cutting off their way to survival."

"It's good to know. Before you can take revenge, you have to practice and ruin the reputation of Wanqi Xianmen. True or false, as long as a few major events are confirmed, even if they didn't do anything else, they will be the ones who did it."

Hua Li's eyes were bright, and she looked at He Yunjing with admiration, "Brother Jing is so awesome."

This look was the same as the one that Red-Eyed Hua Li gave him in the secret realm. The two Hua Li's looked overlapped at this moment. He Yunjing curled the corners of his mouth and thought it was not bad.

He said, "Hide your secrets and stop plucking your petals."

"I know. I only gave Brother Jing flower petals." Hua Li raised his smile, but it quickly fell. He frowned in confusion, "But my flower petals seem to be useless to Brother Jing."

He Yunjing didn't care about these and urged him to rest as they had to travel again tomorrow.

Soon they entered another secret realm. He Yunjing meditated and practiced, while Hongyan Huali fought with spirit beasts in the secret realm and collected treasures in the secret realm. She looked down on other people in the secret realm.

When he came out of the secret realm after two months, the news of the genocide of the Hualing tribe had spread. People were talking about it wherever they went, including disciples of the immortal sect and even ordinary people.

Of course, there are many opinions on this topic. Some people feel resentful and think that the Wanji Immortal Sect is too ruthless. Just asking for medicine means destroying the Hualing Clan. If the Immortal Sect needs help in the future, there will be no chance at all.

Some people also envy the favor that Wanqi Xianmen shows to Liu Xiran. They even destroyed the Hualing Clan just for Liu Xiran. Who wouldn’t want to be pampered like this?

Listening to the yearning voices of several female disciples of the Immortal Sect at the next table, Hua Li's hands on the table kept tightening. She felt very unstable, and her emerald pupils were showing signs of turning red.

He Yunjing didn't care about those discussions, but he still had to take care of Hua Li's condition.

He reached out and covered Hua Li's trembling hand, and without saying a word, he pulled her upstairs into the guest room.

He Yunjing closed the door and casually set up a small barrier. He sat down and poured himself a cup of tea. He said calmly, "You have to be calm when doing things. If you get angry and lose your mind because of a few words, you won't be able to accomplish anything."

"But they are my people!" Hua Li's eyes were red. How could Hua Li remain indifferent when the lives of her people were treated as something for fun?

He Yunjing looked up at him, "So? You went crazy after hearing a few words. Kill them and tell everyone that you are the only survivor of the Flower Spirit Clan."

"I..."

"You are too weak! Now that your identity has been exposed, the Wanji Immortal Sect doesn't even need to take action. The other immortal sects will imprison you, force you to endlessly produce elixirs, and pluck out all your petals when you are no longer useful."

Hua Li stopped talking, pursed her lips tightly and cried silently, feeling completely helpless.

He Yunjing put down the teacup and patted the stool beside him. He waited for Hua Li to sit down before speaking, "First, make sure what you want."

"I want to avenge my people."

"Then engrave revenge in your mind and move towards this goal step by step. Learn to pretend to be patient, and smile even when your enemy is standing in front of you." He Yunjing looked at him sideways, "The process is not important, what is important is the result."

Hua Li looked at him steadily and stopped talking. He understood what He Yunjing said, but he was not sure if he could do it.

Hua Li asked him, "Brother Jing, what should I do to become as powerful as you?"

He Yunjing did not answer Hua Li's question. That was not a good memory.

He raised his hand and patted Hua Li on the head, "Think less about nonsense and practice more. Your progress is too slow."

Hua Li was also very distressed about this. They had worked very hard, but compared to He Yunjing's cultivation speed, he was like a snail.

Hua Li pulled He Yunjing's sleeve and whispered, "I wish I had Brother Jing's talent for cultivation."

He really envied He Yunjing's talent. It had only been a short time since he went from an ordinary person to the Jindan stage, while he was just building his foundation. Not only was there a big gap between them, but he was also two hundred years older than He Yunjing.

He Yunjing didn't want to continue to comfort him, "If you don't have talent, just work hard."

Hua Li had no choice but to agree and continue on the journey of training with He Yunjing.

This time in the secret realm, He Yunjing let Hua Li form a temporary team with several independent cultivators. He felt that in addition to teaching Hua Li how to practice, he also had to teach him what human nature is.

Seeing Hua Li trying so hard to defeat the spirit beast but getting nothing in return, He Yunjing crossed his arms and said coldly, "This is human nature, selfish, greedy, and ungrateful."

Hua Li stared back at him coldly, "I want to kill them all."

"Not yet."

"Why?!"

"The evil of human nature is far more than this. You have to keep watching." He Yunjing glanced at the people in the distance and continued, "Besides, you have a very impatient temper. This is a good opportunity to hone your patience."

Upon hearing this, Hua Li had to suppress her anger. It took her a long time to calm down before she put on an innocent smile and returned to the team to continue walking.

He Yunjing followed from a distance and found it quite interesting to see the masked red-eyed Hua Li getting mad but having to endure it.

However, before he could achieve his ideal time, someone came to cause trouble. A sect with a bad reputation targeted the group of independent cultivators and took advantage of the opportunity when their spiritual energy was greatly damaged after dealing with the spirit beasts. They ran out and not only stole the treasures but also fought with them, wanting to take more.

Of course Hua Li refused, but her spiritual energy was insufficient and her two fists could not defeat four hands, so she was defeated and her mask was knocked off.

That face was so ostentatious that those people stared at it in amazement, and their obscene eyes fell on Hua Li unscrupulously.

Someone said, "Wood spiritual roots are just right for making furnaces."

The others also agreed. When the independent cultivators who were in Hua Li's team saw that those people were targeting Hua Li, they all ran away, leaving Hua Li, who was injured and almost exhausted, to face the siege of the seven disciples.

He Yunjing originally intended to let Hua Li suffer a loss. Only by suffering a loss can one grow up, right?

But when he saw those people taking out a pill and trying to force it on Hua Li, he couldn't help but take action. The spiritual sword flew out of his body, carrying the power of thunder and lightning. He Yunjing didn't give those people any chance to breathe, and each of them was fatally hit.

Bang, bang, bang. Seeing the people who surrounded them fall down in an instant, even Hua Li, who had red eyes like a little madman, couldn't help but have tears in her eyes. She leaned against a big tree and stared at the people who came with swords, feeling full of grievances.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Tears fell, and He Yunjing paused in his steps, a little surprised by Hua Li's reaction, "Are you scared?"