The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Yuan Wu was shaking all over, sweating profusely, and he kowtowed heavily to the ground, his voice trembling so much that it was almost inaudible.

"Holy Son, spare my life! I...I am guilty!"

He cried with tears and snot.

"I was bewildered. Seeing Junior Sister Meng Wan's rapid progress, I was tempted to learn from her..."

He secretly glanced at Meng Wan, who remained expressionless, as if it had nothing to do with her.

"As a result, my skills were inferior to others, and I was taught a lesson by Junior Sister Meng Wan..."

Yuan Wu's voice became lower and lower, almost like a mosquito's hum, "Not only did his cultivation level drop, but he also... lost four peaks..."

He lowered his head, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it and replaced it with a look of deep sorrow.

"Holy Son, please see clearly! Junior Sister Meng Wan has only been building her foundation for two months, but she has already reached the fourth level of foundation building. Her growth rate is truly incredible!

Your subordinates, your subordinates are really worried..."

Yuan Wu paused, his tone becoming heavier, "I am worried that when she grows up, she will be harmful to the Holy Son!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked!

Yuan Wu's words brought certain things to the surface.

Xue Wuya's gaze also fell on Meng Wan, with a smile on his face.

"Oh? Meng Wan, what do you think?"

Meng Wan slowly raised her head and met Xue Wuya's inquiring gaze, but she did not avoid it at all.

"Holy Son, I only regret that my strength is too weak. I have a lot of passion, but I am not qualified to serve you."

She lowered her eyes slightly, with a hint of self-blame in her tone, as if she was really regretting that she was not strong enough.

"As for being bad for you... Ha, Yuan Wu, I don't know if you think too highly of me or too lowly of the Holy Son. How dare a firefly compete with the bright moon?"

Xue Wuya laughed out loud when he heard this, and was obviously in a good mood.

"Meng Wan, Meng Wan, you are really good at talking. This Saint Son was right about you. You are much better than some of those old guys."

He glanced at Yuan Wu meaningfully, and the latter's face became even paler, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

Xue Wuya restrained his smile, turned his gaze to Yuan Wu, and his tone suddenly turned cold.

"Yuanwu, you are also an old man in the bloody path, but you actually suffered such a big loss at the hands of a newcomer, and you still made excuses for yourself afterwards. You are really capable!"

His tone was filled with undisguised disgust and dissatisfaction, "This time not only did your cultivation level drop, but you also lost four peaks. If I don't punish you, it would be hard to convince the crowd!"

Xue Wuya flicked his sleeves and spoke in a cold and merciless tone.

"This Saint will confiscate all your benefits as a quasi-Saint, and before you regain the lost territory, you must pay double the tribute! Do you know your mistake?"

Yuan Wu trembled all over and kowtowed quickly, saying, "Holy Son, rest assured! I will definitely recover the lost territory as soon as possible and will never let you down!"

Xue Wuya snorted coldly, "This Saint Son will give you one chance. If you are not capable of guarding those peaks, you might as well let someone who is capable manage them."

Although Xue Wuya did not name who this "capable person" was, everyone present knew it.

Yuan Wu's face suddenly changed, his lips trembled, but he did not dare to refute, and could only respond humbly, "Yes... Saint Son is wise."

His heart was filled with resentment and resentment, but he could only endure it.

Xue Wuya nodded with satisfaction, and then announced the rewards and punishments for others.

"Meng Wan, Qing Ling, you two have performed very well this time. You are allowed to enter the blood pool of the sixth peak for three days of training to improve your cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Meng Wan and Qing Ling both showed joy on their faces and quickly thanked the Holy Son for his grace.

However, the other quasi-saints did not receive such good treatment.

"Yu Qi, Duan Qianxiao, the two of you have behaved poorly, and you will be disqualified from entering the Fifth Peak Blood Pool for cleansing next year.

As for Yuechan, I will not punish you because of your good performance in the past few months."

Xue Wuya's voice was cold and emotionless, "Reflect on yourself. If you act so unbearable next time, you don't need to come to see me."

Yu Qi and Duan Qianxiao breathed a sigh of relief and quickly nodded in agreement.

After announcing the rewards and punishments, Xue Wuya waved his hand.

"Meng Wan, Qing Ling stay, and the rest of you can leave if you have nothing else to do."

"Yes, Lord Holy Son."

After bowing his head and saying yes, a look of frustration flashed in Yuanwu's eyes.

In the past, if there was something important, it was usually him and Qingling who were asked to stay.

But now, as his cultivation level declined, his position was gradually replaced by Meng Wan, who performed more brilliantly.

After the others left, Xue Wuya glanced at the two people who stayed behind and opened his thin lips slightly.

"I'm sure you two have heard about the treasure robbery at Duobao Pavilion."

Meng Wan and Qing Ling bowed their heads respectfully, "Sir, I have heard a little bit about it."

Duobao Pavilion is the treasure house of Xuanyin Sect.

It is said that countless natural treasures and magical weapons are hidden inside, and every time it is opened, it attracts a group of saints flocking to it.

Xue Wuya nodded slightly, "Two months later, Duobao Pavilion will be opened again.

There are nine floors in Duobao Pavilion. According to the regulations, each saint can bring two quasi-saints into Duobao Pavilion to challenge levels and grab treasures.

This time, the two of you will follow this Holy Son."

A hint of joy flashed in Qingling's eyes, "Don't worry, Holy Son, we will go all out to help you get the treasure!"

Xue Wuya nodded slightly, his eyes falling on the two of them with a hint of warning.

“The Duobao Pavilion is filled with dangers, even this Saint Son dare not be careless.

Before entering Duobao Pavilion, you all need to work together and not fight among yourselves or ruin this Saint Son's great cause."

"I will remember the Holy Son's teachings!"

The two answered in unison.

"Meng Wan, you have never participated in the treasure hunt in Duobao Pavilion before. If there is anything you don't understand, just ask Qing Ling directly."

"Yes, thank you for your advice, Master Saint. I'll take note of it."

When Meng Wan raised her head again, Xue Wuya's figure had disappeared in the hall, leaving only her and Qing Ling.

Qingling turned around and looked at Meng Wan with a smile on her face.

"Junior Sister Meng, it is true that when a scholar has not been seen for three days, he should be looked at with new eyes!

It's been such a short time since we last met, and your cultivation has improved so quickly that even the Holy Son looks at you differently. I, Senior Sister, really admire you!"

Meng Wan responded with a perfect smile, "Senior Sister Qingling, you are too kind. It was just a fluke. I will need your support in the future."

While she was dealing with Qing Ling, she was thinking about what the Holy Son had told her before he left.

I always feel that the Son of God's words are pointing at her.

What a pity, she was originally thinking of finding an opportunity to do something bad to Qingling.

It seems that we have to wait until we enter Duobao Pavilion before we can take action against Qingling.

"No, no, from now on, Senior Sister will have to rely on Junior Sister more!"

Qingling held Meng Wan's arm affectionately, looking like a loving sister.

Meng Wan asked, "By the way, Senior Sister, what are the rules for the treasure hunt in Duobao Pavilion? I am a newbie here and don't know much about these things."

Qing Ling smiled cheerfully: "What's so difficult about this? Senior Sister will talk to you about it right away..."

She paused, lowered her voice, and explained vividly.