Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Wen Jin stepped lightly on the deck and looked at Gu Zhao.

Behind him, Ji Yunmiao's gaze was also coldly fixed on him.

"Thank you for bringing the team here to help." Wen Jin smiled, "I will definitely come to thank you someday!"

As she spoke, she changed the subject: "It's just that we are going to reinforce the seal in Penglai now, so it may not be convenient for you to be present for this unique secret technique."

Wen Jin was directly trying to drive him away, but his smile remained unchanged: "I think you can understand."

Gu Zhao's face became more and more ugly. On the one hand, he was anxious because he couldn't find the magic weapon, and on the other hand, he was angry because he was humiliated by a hundred-year-old kid.

He flicked his sleeves and snorted coldly: "Of course it is inconvenient for you to be present."

"Then I'll trouble you to follow me."

Wen Jin spread his hands outside the boat and smiled.

"You!" Gu Zhao was so angry that he took a step forward.

The next second, Ji Yunmiao took a step forward, drew the sword of a disciple beside him and held it directly in front of Gu Zhao.

Gu Zhao's expression suddenly became even uglier. He looked at Song Guanqing and the others who acted as if nothing had happened, flicked his sleeves, turned his back and looked at the Penglai disciples who were waiting to watch the show, and finally chose to swallow his anger.

Before leaving, he glared at Ji Yunmiao and said, "You are Master Wen Feng's direct disciple, right? You'd better make a splash in the sect competition."

Wen Jin curled his lips in disdain when he heard this: "Thank you for your good words."

What a joke. He knew that he was not strong enough to fight her in person, but instead took revenge on a disciple like Ji Yunmiao. I don't think he is a decent person either.

……

On the way back, Wen Jin flew with Ji Yunmiao who had lost his sword.

Song Guanqing looked over here again and again, and offered to give Ji Yunmiao a sword he had used before. However, Ji Yunmiao just glanced at him coldly and moved one step closer to Wen Jin.

Song Guanqing was so angry that he caught a disciple who was also looking at Wen Jin and asked, "What are you looking at?"

His tone was not very good, which scared the disciple.

"Reply, reply to the island master's words. I am just curious about how Uncle Wen suppressed the beast tide and restored the seal."

The disciple lowered his head, not daring to look at Song Guanqing or Wen Jin again.

"I'll give you a chance, go ask."

Song Guanqing nodded and patted the disciple on the shoulder. The disciple shrank back and looked up at Ji Yunmiao who was talking to Wen Jin.

"Not so good... Uncle Wen is talking to Brother Ji."

"Just go if I tell you to!"

Song Guanqing raised his eyebrows and raised his voice.

As the voice got louder, Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao, who were flying swords in front, turned their heads back.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Wen Jin asked puzzledly.

Song Guanqing coughed awkwardly twice and pushed the disciple beside him: "He admires you and wants to know how you suppressed the beast tide, but he is too embarrassed to ask."

Wen Jin nodded when he heard this and waved to the disciple: "Just ask whatever you want to ask. I will tell you what I can tell you."

The disciple suddenly felt a little elated: Master Wen waved to him gently!

He quickly flew on his sword to catch up, but when he looked up he met Ji Yunmiao's extremely cold gaze.

"You admire my master?"

Ji Yunmiao asked him, his tone was indifferent, which was very different from his eyes.

The disciple felt goose bumps all over his body. Before, everyone said that Senior Brother Ji was easy to bully, but now it seems that the rumors are very different! Besides, he is just a little disciple who practices seriously and has never participated in the team that bullies other disciples.

He was so panicked that he quickly waved his hands: "No, no! I just admire you, Uncle Wen and Brother Ji!"

Before he finished speaking, a group of disciples instigated by Song Guanqing surrounded him and asked him about his experiences under the sea.

Ji Yunmiao cast a cold glance at Song Guanqing, who was looking at this side with satisfaction, across the crowd.

Song Guanqing turned his eyes away, with a smug look on his face.

……

After Wen Jin sent Ji Yunmiao back to Fuyao Peak, he rushed to the main hall to discuss matters.

Upon learning that Wen Jin had subdued the divine weapon, Xie Chengfeng, whose injuries had already healed, was filled with surprise.

"Now no one can compare with our little sister in talent."

Shangguan Ze's face was full of joy.

Song Guanqing nodded: "But don't make this public first. If someone asks you, just say you know nothing."

"Especially the Wudang Immortal Mountain..."

Xu Yuan took over the conversation.

……

Ji Yunmiao hadn't gone to bed yet when Wen Jin came back.

In fact, cultivators of their level of cultivation no longer need to sleep, but Penglai has never advocated those methods of cultivation that distinguish between day and night, so when night falls in Penglai, everything is silent, with only dots of light dotted on the mountains.

The lamp that Ji Yunmiao lit was one of them.

Just as Wen Jin reached the door of his room, the door of the small room next door opened.

"Haven't you rested yet?" Wen Jin asked with a little surprise.

Ji Yunmiao shook his head and said nothing.

"What's wrong?" Wen Jin closed his door and walked towards Ji Yunmiao.

Ji Yunmiao slightly turned sideways to let Wen Jin in.

He put his hands on the door, leaned against it, stared at the corner of Wen Jin's clothes, and called her softly, "Master."

"What if one day Master meets someone who is very outstanding and likes you very much?"

Wen Jin: ??? What kind of question is this?

She turned around and looked at Ji Yunmiao in confusion: "Why do you think so?"

Ji Yunmiao shook his head. He didn’t know why he thought this way. It was obviously not right.

Wen Jin was silent for a moment, and thought carefully about her interactions with Ji Yunmiao during this period of time. Finally, she realized belatedly that Ji Yunmiao might have fallen in love with her.

Oh my god, she just wanted to gain favor so that she wouldn't die! !

Didn’t she say that the speed at which the male protagonist’s favorability grew was a little beyond her expectations!

She looked at Ji Yunmiao with a complicated expression. Ji Yunmiao didn't wait for a long time to get an answer, so he looked up at her.

The two gazes collided.

Wen Jin was in a state of confusion for a moment.

"I want to rest."

She avoided Ji Yunmiao's sight, left a word and disappeared instantly.

Ji Yunmiao looked at the empty room with his eyes slightly lowered.

……

The next morning, Ji Yunmiao opened the door and found a black gold sword at the door.

The sword felt heavy in the hand and cool to the touch. It was an extremely rare ice-type spiritual weapon.

"Brother Ji is coming out?"

Suddenly, a disciple's voice came from the corner of the courtyard. The disciple poked his head out from behind the rockery and said, "Master Wen left early and asked me to come and clean up. By the way, I told you, Brother, to practice sword skills well."