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

Wen Jin said this and turned his gaze towards the Master of Lingyin Valley who was not far away.

The master of Lingyin Valley happened to look up and gave Wen Jin a deep look. She seemed to know that Wen Jin had something to ask. She did not give Wen Jin a chance to ask the question. She smiled slightly and her figure began to fade gradually.

"You!" Wen Jin took a step forward, his tone slightly anxious.

The Lord of Lingyin Valley curved his eyebrows and slowly uttered four words.

She said: "There will be a period later."

As the word "period" fell, her voice completely disappeared in front of the three people.

Lu Qingzhi bowed solemnly towards the place where the Master of Lingyin Valley disappeared. Wen Jin hesitated slightly, thinking of the method that the Master of Lingyin Valley gave her that could help Ji Yunmiao temporarily suppress his demonic consciousness. Finally, she pursed her lips and bowed from a distance.

Thank you anyway, Wen Jin said silently in his heart.

Ji Yunmiao followed Wen Jin in saluting, his eyes flashed and then he concealed the expression in his eyes.

……

The three of them returned to the Sound Spring through the portal.

Instead of going out, Wen Jin directly made a teleportation talisman and teleported himself, Ji Yunmiao and Lu Qingzhi back to Lu Qingzhi's room.

Behind the bed curtain, "Lu Qingzhi" was sitting quietly cross-legged on the bed, with spiritual energy surging around her body.

Wen Jin walked over, lifted the layers of gauze curtains, tapped "Lu Qingzhi" with his fingers, and said with his thin lips: "Collect!"

As the words fell, "Lu Qingzhi" on the bed disappeared instantly, and a substitute talisman floated down onto the bed. The moment it touched the bed, it turned into starlight and disappeared.

She reached out and took out a compass from the edge of the quilt.

This compass is one of the magic tools given to her by Shangguan Ze. It has the effect of gathering spiritual power for a long time. If the gathered spiritual power is not absorbed and utilized after a period of time, it will absorb the spiritual power autonomously and gather it again, thus forming an effect of constantly devouring spiritual power. Combined with the substitute talisman, it can create the illusion of "seclusion to absorb spiritual power".

The compass lay quietly in the palm of her hand. Wen Jin weighed it lightly twice, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Compared to her soul-storing fire talisman, the capacity of this soul-storing compass is much larger, and it might be of great use in the future.

She turned around and nodded to Lu Qingzhi.

"Thank you, Master Wen." Lu Qingzhi bowed slightly, and then a smile flashed across the corner of her mouth: "I wonder what Master Wen is going to do next."

Wen Jin glanced at her and felt that she had goose bumps when Lu Qingzhi called her "Master Wen Feng" twice. She waved her hand and said, "It's better for you to call me Ah Jin."

When she said this, she glanced at Ji Yunmiao. Ji Yunmiao met her gaze, snorted lightly, and said nothing.

Lu Qingzhi nodded and called "Ajin" again.

"What are Ah Jin's plans for the future? I will definitely cooperate with you fully." Lu Qingzhi narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashed across them, and her tone also turned cold: "Piaomiao Yinque will not exist for long."

The two looked at each other and smiled slightly.

"Tomorrow is Piaomiao Yinque's monthly sect meeting. I will be there then."

Before Wen Jin could speak, Lu Qingzhi told him everything about her situation: "That man has been in charge of Piao Miao Yin Que for less than a month, and he just recently convinced me to legitimately succeed him as the Lord of the Que. He will definitely take advantage of this sect meeting - in fact, he told me about this the night I surrendered."

"That's perfect." Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao looked at each other and said, "We're still worried that we won't have a chance to gather everyone in the sect."

Before she finished speaking, the sound transmission note on her body suddenly rang.

After looking at Lu Qingzhi, she raised her hand and picked it up.

"Junior sister." Xie Chengfeng's voice came from the autobiographical notes, gentle and self-controlled.

"I'm ready for what you've arranged." He continued, "When will we act?"

Wen Jin raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "Tomorrow, in Piaomiao Yinque..." As she spoke, she paused and looked at Lu Qingzhi.

Lu Qingzhi understood and continued, "West Palace, Xianzhi Pavilion."

Wen Jin said "hmm" and continued to say to Xie Chengfeng: "Just do as we agreed before."

"Okay." Xie Chengfeng replied with one word and ended the voice transmission.

"Have you been ready for this?" Lu Qingzhi asked when she saw the sound transmission note dissipate.

Wen Jin nodded, then shook his head: "I didn't plan to do this originally, but I received a message from my senior brother in Lingyin Valley, and I suddenly had an idea..."

"Be careful tomorrow night." Lu Qingzhi didn't mind and warned seriously, "They are definitely not that simple."

Just as Wen Jin thought, a force that could use masters of the Spirit Transformation Stage as thugs was almost unheard of in the history of the entire cultivation world.

"I understand." Wen Jin smiled at Lu Qingzhi, reached out and took out a few sound transmission notes, and handed them to Lu Qingzhi: "If there is any situation, you can send a sound transmission to me at any time. Keep it for emergency use."

"Thank you."

……

Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao returned to the room, and did the same thing as before in Lu Qingzhi's room: Wen Jin reached out and tapped "Wen Jin" and "Ji Yunmiao" who were "sleeping", and the two of them disappeared directly into the room.

Wen Jin raised his hand and made a gesture, replacing the bed cloths. Then he sat down with satisfaction, patted the seat beside him, and looked at Ji Yunmiao.

Ji Yunmiao, who was not happy about Lu Qingzhi calling Wen Jin "Ajin" just now, suddenly tensed up, and the slightly red tips of his ears that had not been seen for a long time reappeared.

Wen Jin gave him a strange look and said, "What are you standing there for? Come and sit down. I will help you suppress your demonic consciousness. Something big is going to happen tomorrow, and you must not get into any accidents."

Hearing this, Ji Yunmiao's slightly red ears turned even redder, this time it was an embarrassed red.

Is that right?

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

He moved slowly and sat down next to Wen Jin without saying a word.

Wen Jin crossed her legs, flipped her hand and summoned the flute that the master of Lingyin Valley gave her that day, and began to play it softly.

A light flute sound was heard, and Wen Jin's spiritual power passed through the flute holes, passed around her body and wrapped around Ji Yunmiao.

Two wisps of golden spiritual consciousness emanated from Ji Yunmiao and Wen Jin's bodies respectively, met in mid-air, and then, following the spiritual power that overflowed from the flute, circled around the two of them in turn.

When the last note fell, the two strands of spiritual consciousness had already merged into one, and then turned into a golden light, which stepped on the last beat and penetrated into Ji Yunmiao's heart in the blink of an eye.

A new golden light has appeared on the horizon.

"You can take a nap first." Wen Jin put his hand down, put away the flute, turned around and got out of bed and said to Ji Yunmiao: "It won't start until the afternoon. I'll draw a few more talismans for backup."

Ji Yunmiao pursed his lips, and looked at Wen Jin's busy back with his dark eyes, and got off the bed: "Then I will refine some new medicine that can be quickly produced."

Wen Jin paused as he was about to write: Eh? It seems that I haven't seen Ji Yunmiao making medicine yet?

She raised her head, put the tip of the brush to her lips, and looked at Ji Yunmiao with interest.

Ji Yunmiao, who had just taken out the alchemy furnace, felt a little uncomfortable when being looked at, and his movements in preparing the medicinal materials became much stiffer.

Finally, after his hands trembled, he couldn't help it anymore. He stopped and pondered for a while before looking up and asking, "Why... don't you continue painting?"

Wen Jin heard this and said, "I want to see how you make medicine."

Hearing this, Ji Yunmiao tightened her fingers holding the medicinal herbs slightly, said "oh" softly, and lowered her head to prepare the medicine.

"Has no one seen you making pills yet?"