The Good-for-Nothing's Counterattack: Full-time Spiritual Master

Time turns.

She looked down at the holy water in her hand, her eyes full of joy, her smile as bright as a flower blooming in spring: "I got it."

An Ci Ye nodded slightly, looking around vigilantly: "Let's go."

Qinglan shook his head slightly, with a hint of amusement in his eyes: "It may not be so easy for us to leave."

An Ci Ye looked at her suspiciously, a hint of confusion flashing in his deep eyes.

Qinglan closed his eyes, sensing everything around him, and said slowly: "Someone is coming, a lot of people. And the space is locked, and the space crack can't be used."

An Ci Ye frowned slightly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "You hide first. It's dangerous here, I will deal with it."

Qing Lan had no intention of hiding, but looked up at An Ci Ye with a smile and asked, "Ci Ye, are all the people of the God Clan bad people?"

An Ci Ye was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect her to ask this question suddenly. After pondering for a moment, he replied: "Not entirely. There are also good and evil people in the God Clan, so we can't generalize."

Qinglan blinked and asked again: "What about the Wang family?"

An Ci Ye didn't know why she was so obsessed with this question, but he still answered truthfully: "Bad."

Qinglan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sly smile: "That's easy."

An Ci Ye felt somewhat helpless, and reached out to pull Qing Lan behind him to hide: "You stay aside, I will take you away safely."

"Guys, go and earn some food for Taotie." Qinglan waved her hand, and five figures rushed out of her body like lightning.

An An's agile figure appeared first, followed by Xiao Tingzi steadily, Taotie took heavy but quick steps, Xiao Qianqian flashed with strange light, and Xiaobai was agile, and they quickly rushed towards the people outside.

An Ci Ye was slightly surprised: "Your contracted beast?"

Qinglan nodded proudly: "Yes, they haven't moved for a long time. They eat and sleep every day, especially Taotie. I can hardly afford to keep it."

An Ci Ye smiled softly and said firmly: "It's okay, I'll help you raise it. No matter how much, I can afford it."

Qing Lan's eyes lit up, and he took An Ci Ye's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go outside and watch the show."

These few little ones are extremely powerful, and once they enter the battlefield they are like tigers among a flock of sheep.

An An was agile and moved freely among the crowd, and enemies fell to the ground wherever he went;

The small pavilion released a powerful defensive force, neutralizing the enemy's attacks one by one;

Taotie opened his bloody mouth, and the powerful suction force sucked the enemies into his mouth one after another;

Xiao Qianqian releases a powerful force to disrupt the enemy's formation;

Xiaobai attacks fiercely, dealing a fatal blow to the enemy.

It didn't take much effort before all the enemies were killed.

After eating and drinking his fill, Taotie walked slowly to Qinglan and burped: "Master, I'm full and want to sleep." There was satisfaction and laziness in his voice.

Qinglan smiled and patted its little head: "You are so good, go back."

Taotie and a few other little creatures flashed and disappeared into Qinglan's body.

Time passed, the night fell, and candles flickered in the palace.

An Ci Ye looked calm, walked slowly to the table, gently put down a bottle of holy water, and said in a light voice: "I return it to you."

Nalan Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, shifted his gaze from the bottle of holy water, and looked at An Ci Ye: "You went to the God Realm?"

Qinglan suddenly perked up, and came over with sparkling eyes, "Yes, the God Realm is so fun and beautiful! There are sparkles everywhere, and there are so many magical things."

Nalan Yan's face darkened and he shouted, "Nonsense!" The voice exploded in the hall like thunder.

Qing Lan was startled and subconsciously hid behind An Ci Ye, whispering: "If he wants to hit me, remember to take me away."

An Ci Ye took a step forward, protecting Qing Lan behind him, and looked directly at Na Lan Yan, his tone unflinching: "I'm going, do you have any objection?"

Nalan Yan's eyes became colder and colder, and he ordered coldly: "Throw him to Tingshuiyuan Pass for a month."

When Qing Lan heard this, he quickly jumped out from behind An Ci Ye, put his hands on his hips, and said loudly: "No, why are you punishing him? He did nothing wrong. We just went to take a look, it's not like he caused any big trouble."

Nalan Yan's face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it. He looked at Qinglan and said, "I'll teach you a lesson later. You actually dared to run to the God Realm by yourself. Do you know how dangerous it is?"

Qinglan shrank his neck and whispered, "We know we were wrong, and we won't do it again next time."

Nalan Yan snorted coldly: "There won't be a next time."

An Ciye looked at Qinglan and suddenly called out, "Qingqing."

"Hmm?" Qinglan looked at him subconsciously, with a hint of nervousness and confusion in his eyes.

Without saying a word, An Ci Ye reached out, picked up Qing Lan, and threw him out like a chicken.

Qinglan drew an arc in the air and screamed, "Ah".

Afterwards, An Ci Ye's aura surged, and his fighting spirit was high: "Let me experience the power of the Demon Emperor."

Nalan Yan sneered, with demonic energy surging around him: "You don't know whether to live or die."

In just a moment, the two of them moved as fast as lightning and exchanged hundreds of moves.

The powerful force collided like surging waves, turning the huge palace into a mess, with bricks and stones flying everywhere and beams and pillars collapsing.

This intense commotion quickly attracted the attention of people outside.

Qing Lan got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and looked at the battle in the palace. He was surprised and said, "How come Ci Ye is so strong that he can fight against my brother?"

Meng Qihe stood aside, looking calm: "He has indeed become much stronger over the years and has put in a lot of effort."

Qinglan looked at Meng Qihe with a worried look on her face: "Sister Qihe, who do you think will win?"

Meng Qihe bowed slightly: "Of course it's the master. The master's strength is unfathomable."

Qinglan got anxious when he heard this: "It's over. If my brother wins, we'll both be locked up. No, we can't let them fight any more."

Qinglan took a deep breath and shouted, "Don't fight, you are so grown up."

But the two people in the palace turned a deaf ear and continued to fight.

Qing Lan was so anxious that he was spinning around. Suddenly, he remembered the words in the book he had read. He blurted out without thinking, "Stop fighting. Don't fight for others. They will be sad."

An Ci Ye was concentrating on dealing with Nalan Yan's attack. When he heard this, he was stunned. Nalan Yan's attack followed him like a shadow and he was hit by it.

Qing Lan stamped his feet and yelled, "Don't be distracted. I told you to stop fighting, not to get beaten unilaterally. Fight back now."

Qing Lan's eyes turned and he shouted again: "Ci Ye, hit him in the face."

Then he shouted to Nalan Yan: "Brother, kick him in the stomach."

Meng Qihe couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she covered Qinglan's mouth with her hand, and said helplessly: "Miss Qingqing, are you trying to stop the fight or to stir up trouble?"

As a result, Qinglan was taught a lesson for half an hour, and Anciye was locked up in Tingshuiyuan.