Quick Wear: The Villain is a Little Pitiful
Chapter 115: Immortal Cultivation: Master, You Are So Changeable 26
Tong Xiyuan was delighted when he heard him say that, but frowned again after seeing Fan He's expression, "Just what?"
It would be a good thing if there was a way to make up for the mistake, but when he looked at Fan He's expression, it seemed as if he had something to hide.
Fan He hid the thoughts that flashed through his eyes and shook his head, "Nothing."
If we tell you the consequences of forcibly gathering souls to revive the dead now, it will reduce the effect. It is better to wait for Tong Xiyuan to discover it slowly on his own.
The head sect leader opened his mouth, and thought of the soul gathering techniques written in the ancient secret books. He was about to say something, but was stopped by a look from Fan He.
Naturally, there were some other cultivators as knowledgeable as the Sect Leader. They began to waver in their hearts when they heard Fan He's words. Doing such a heaven-defying thing would inevitably greatly reduce Fan He's cultivation level after the fact, and he would no longer be a threat.
Anyway, Tong Xiyuan is here, Fan He has already promised not to go back on his word, and there is no need for them to go against Fan He and the Netherworld Palace.
Thinking of this, the cultivators looked at each other and then looked at the leader of Lingxiao Sect.
The head of the sect understood what they meant, cleared his throat and said, "If that's the case, then please trouble the Taoist Master to perform the soul gathering technique, and we will be able to do it."
Fan He hummed and asked Tong Xiyuan, "Then is Yuan Yuan willing to stay in the Nether Palace?"
He didn't plan to go back to Lingxiao Sect, after all, it was someone else's territory, and he was not happy living there. The Nether Palace was different, although it was a sect that was created by accident, but as long as it was slightly controlled, it would be a good place for him and Tong Xiyuan to live.
"I..." Tong Xiyuan just started to speak when he was interrupted by 999.
[Don’t be soft-hearted!] 999 wanted to slam his head on the table and stressed, [Yuanbao, have you forgotten how bad he is?]
[No,] Tong Xiyuan said, [Isn't there a saying that no one is perfect in the world?]
What happened before was caused by the worst side of Fan He's heart. Now that the man has repented and there is the most perfect way to rescue him, Tong Xiyuan feels that it is not wrong to be a little soft-hearted.
999 said angrily: [Then do you know what the first half of this sentence is? ]
Tong Xiyuan was silent, and said sullenly: [I know.]
999 snorted twice and said earnestly: [Anyway, you can't be soft-hearted so quickly, Yuanbao, you have to know that men will not cherish things that are too easy to get. ]
Tong Xiyuan's pupils dilated for a moment, and he had a new understanding of 999's cultural level and the depth of his thoughts. He nodded and said, "Ninth sister, I listen to you."
Although Jiu Mei was not very reliable sometimes, she could always see things more clearly than him, the person in charge, right? Tong Xiyuan thought so.
So Tong Xiyuan rejected Fan He's proposal and said with a stern face: "Come back to me after you have made up for your previous mistakes."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the Lingxiao Sect's headmaster and said to the headmaster, Lu Zhihan and others, "Let's go back."
The matters here and the matter of gathering souls were left to Fan He alone.
Fan He clenched his hands hidden in his wide sleeves, staring at Tong Xiyuan's face without blinking. It took him a long time to suppress the urge to bring him back. He smiled and said, "Okay, wait for me."
He hoped that by then, his Yuan Yuan would still be able to remain so hard-hearted.
***
Tong Xiyuan returned to Lingxiao Sect with the Sect Master and his party. He continued to live on Xuantian Sword Mountain, practicing during the day and resting at night. He would occasionally visit Liu Qingji who had not yet recovered, and then take time to wipe his two swords.
Fan He did not take back the Xuantian Sword, as if he had forgotten it, and just left it by his side.
On this day, seven days had passed since Fan He agreed to gather souls.
Tong Xiyuan pushed open the wooden window, propped it up with a stick, and stewed a pot of elixir soup by the window in the gentle breeze.
The spiritual herbs were given by Dan He Zhenren, who said that the spiritual power of the spiritual herbs was too strong. Liu Qingji's cultivation level had greatly decreased and his body was weak, so it was not suitable for direct absorption. It would be more effective to replace it with soothing food.
Everyone in Lingxiao Sect was practicing fasting, and there wasn't a single disciple who knew how to cook, so Tong Xiyuan volunteered to take over this responsibility.
The unique aroma of the medicinal soup gradually drifted away. When Tong Xiyuan turned around to get the bowl, the pot of boiling medicinal soup beside the bed was almost empty when he came back. On the huge window sill, lying on its back was a fat, pure white cat that was hiccuping...?
Tong Xiyuan was stunned. Where did the cat come from in Lingxiao Sect?
When the cat saw Tong Xiyuan coming back, it licked the soup residue on its mouth with a guilty conscience, turned over and stood up, walked slowly to Tong Xiyuan, and rubbed Tong Xiyuan's hand on the windowsill with its head carefully.
The white cat seemed to hesitate for a moment, then called out softly, "Meow~"
Tong Xiyuan guessed that the cat's original intention was to act cute with him, but the sound it made was unexpectedly rough and low, and did not sound like a cat's sound at all.
The white cat also realized it, and lowered his head in embarrassment, scratched his head with his claws, and thought dejectedly, the big master asked him to please the little master, and this tiger really can't do it.
Tong Xiyuan chuckled at its appearance, took the pot away again and said, "Drink it, I'll go make another pot."
Anyway, the spiritual herbs that Danhe Zhenren gave him were enough for him to use, and it was not time for Liu Qingji to use the medicine yet.
Tong Xiyuan rearranged the spiritual herbs and put them in the casserole. He thought the cat would leave when he came back, but he didn't expect that the cat would lie on the windowsill and take a nap as if it was staying with him.
The white cat was sleeping soundly with its eyes closed. From time to time, its furry tail would rise up and sweep behind it, looking so comfortable.
After boiling the spiritual herbs, Tong Xiyuan stared at it for a while and couldn't help but raised his finger to poke the tip of the white cat's tail.
Just when their fingertips were about to touch, 999 interrupted him quietly, "Yuanbao, you really do prefer furry animals."
When its appearance was chosen, I said something nice, like the little green snake and the little vine are similar in nature. Now I am enjoying touching the cat.
The small system said angrily that it was jealous.
Tong Xiyuan quickly withdrew his hand, [I don’t like it. ]
[Hmph.] 999 swept his long, thin tail, looked at the white cat, and shouted as if he had discovered a new world: [Whose cat has a "king" on its head! It's clearly a tiger.]
Tong Xiyuan had already noticed the not-so-obvious word "王" on the forehead of the white cat. He thought it was just a special fur pattern. After all, the size of the white cat was too different from that of the tiger.
999, however, bit the tiger to death and said angrily: [If you don’t listen to the system, you will suffer. ]
Tong Xiyuan shrugged his shoulders without saying anything, allowing the white cat to depend on him from then on.
Time passed in the blink of an eye. Half a month later, Lingxiao Sect received some good news from the outside world. The first was that the demon cultivators who were causing chaos everywhere were disciplined and rarely appeared. Even if they appeared, they were killed and beaten, and no one from the Netherworld Palace came to retaliate afterwards.
Secondly, after experiencing life-and-death catastrophes, many cultivators’ states of mind changed greatly, and their cultivation improved rapidly.
Finally, the soul-gathering technique that only existed in ancient books succeeded.
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