Chapter 14: Continue to Train the Demon Cult Leader

"That's good." Ye Junlin looked relieved.

Then, the two of them left in the cheers.

Hong Qianye looked indignant, and in his heart he had already cursed Ye Junlin's ancestors for eighteen generations.

In the court.

The Emperor of Wei, dressed in a dragon robe, sat on the dragon chair, looking at the memorials presented by the ministers, his old face was full of solemnity, and his brows were deeply wrinkled.

The civil and military officials lowered their heads, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Ah!"

After a long time, a helpless sigh came.

The Emperor of Wei threw away the memorial in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and said bitterly: "If this goes on, my great country will be destroyed by evil spirits!"

The death toll on this memorial was shocking.

Originally, the Great Wei Dynasty had a population of 80 million, which has dropped by more than 30 million in the past few years, and the trend is getting worse.

The people in the country are panicked and turbulent.

In this regard, the court is helpless and anxious.

"Your Majesty, we in Wei have the support of Xuantian Sect. I believe the immortal master there will not ignore it."

A minister comforted.

"Xuantian Sect..."

The Emperor of Wei shook his head and smiled bitterly, with a look of disappointment.

A few years ago, Xuantian Sect also sent a team to investigate the situation, but that team disappeared not long after arriving in Wei.

Later, he could only watch as the situation became more and more serious.

And Xuantian Sect has never been heard from since that time.

Can Wei still rely on such a sect?

"Father! Father!"

A silver bell-like shout rang out.

Outside the court, a little princess about thirteen years old ran in. Her skin was delicate and white. Looking at her pretty face, she was definitely a beauty.

"Ling'er, why are you..." The Emperor of Wei was puzzled.

This was his most beloved little daughter. If someone else was so reckless, they would have dragged her down and chopped off her head long ago.

The little princess waved a letter in her hand, with a joyful smile on her face, "It's my second brother, there's news from my second brother!"

"It's the second prince!"

The ministers were surprised.

The second son of the Emperor of Wei was selected by the immortal master of Xuantian Sect in his early years. He has been staying in Xuantian Sect for these years. This is well known in the court.

You know, the immortal sect has always valued qualifications when recruiting disciples.

Even if you are a descendant of a prince, general, or royal noble, it's useless if your qualifications don't meet the standards.

In addition, Xuantian Sect is very strict in selecting disciples, and prohibits all kinds of activities such as relatives and friends.

So.

When the second prince was selected, the Emperor of Wei was so happy that he directly pardoned the world that year, and the whole world celebrated!

But in these years, the second prince was obsessed with cultivating immortals and gradually cut off contact with the State of Wei.

Now, a letter was suddenly sent, which surprised all the ministers.

"Let me see what the letter says!"

The Emperor of Wei took the letter from his daughter and opened it to read.

When he saw the content of the letter, the Emperor of Wei couldn't help but open his eyes wide, his face was excited, and he clapped his hands and laughed.

"Hahaha, great!"

This move made the ministers look at each other in surprise, "Your Majesty, you are..."

The Emperor of Wei said excitedly: "My son said in the letter that Xuantian Sect attaches great importance to the strange phenomena in Wei State. It is very likely that this time the master of Piaomiao Peak will be sent to solve it personally. Let us be patient and wait for good news!"

Hearing this.

The civil and military officials were excited.

Although they were ordinary people, they were in high positions and had channels to receive news about the competition between the major sects in Huangzhou.

It is rumored that Xuantian Sect was able to destroy Fenglei Sect because of the master of Piaomiao Peak, Ye Junlin.

That was a great cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage!

With the terrifying power of moving mountains and filling the sea, he was no different from an immortal in the eyes of the secular world.

And now, this Lord Ye Feng is about to come in person to help Wei overcome the difficulties. How can they not be excited?

The Emperor of Wei was very pleased. This was the most exciting news he had heard in the past few years.

"Ling'er, our Wei is saved."

The Emperor of Wei picked up the little princess and kissed her face again and again.

"Hee hee!"

The little princess smiled with curved eyebrows and a very cute expression.

Suddenly.

A guard ran in in a panic, "Your Majesty! There are two immortals coming outside!"

"It must be the immortal master of Xuantian Sect!"

"My dear ministers, follow me to greet them quickly!"

The Emperor of Wei said in surprise.

In the palace.

Colorful clouds filled the sky. In the countless shocked eyes, two figures covered with auspicious rays of light fell on the square.

"Xiaohong, do you think that your teacher's choice of appearance like this is very impressive?"

Ye Junlin said proudly with his hands behind his back.

He just wanted to make a big scene to lure the snake out of its hole.

Hong Qianye glanced at Ye Junlin with disdain, and secretly said in her heart: "Childish!"

But on the surface, she still politely bowed: "Master is wise, and I think so too."

"Welcome to the Immortal Master!"

In the palace, Emperor Wei led all the civil and military officials to rush out and kneel down to worship Ye Junlin and Hong Qianye.

For them, this is an immortal who can destroy the world and is not bound by all the rules of the secular world.

The Emperor Wei carefully looked at the silver-haired young man, and his joy was even greater.

According to the description in the letter, the master of Piaomiao Peak has a signature long silver-white hair, which perfectly matches the image characteristics of the person in front of him.

It seems that this is Master Ye.

The eyes shifted to Hong Qianye, and the Emperor Wei's heart was shocked.

Even though he has three thousand beauties in his harem, compared with this woman, they are simply worlds apart.

"This is the most beautiful thing in the world..."

Emperor Wei sighed secretly.

After all, he was accompanying Ye Junlin. Of course, he didn't dare to think anything wrong. He even felt that looking at her more would be blasphemy against this fairy.

"Ahem."

Ye Junlin cleared his throat, and his majestic voice continued to echo in all directions through the infusion of mana, "I am here this time to solve the crisis in Wei State. You don't have to worry anymore."

"On behalf of the people of Wei State, I would like to thank the Immortal!!"

Emperor Wei shouted excitedly.

In the palace, everyone who looked around was kneeling on the ground, placing their hopes on Ye Junlin.

"Everyone, get up."

Ye Junlin raised his hand, and an invisible force spread, gently lifting Wei Di and the others from the ground.

"Exalted Immortal, if you have any requests, just ask." Emperor Wei said respectfully.

"Arrange a place for my master and apprentice to live."

"This way please!"

Emperor Wei stretched out his hand and secretly glanced at Hong Qianye who was passing by. It turned out that this fairy was the disciple of the Supreme Immortal.

The little princess hid behind Emperor Wei, looking at Hong Qianye's beautiful face, and secretly said in her heart:

"This sister is so beautiful. I wish I could be as beautiful as her when I grow up."

From the beginning to the end, Hong Qianye's face was cold, and she didn't even bother to look at this group of people.

In his eyes, the Wei emperor, the civil and military officials, and even the people of the entire Wei state were all ants, with no difference at all.

He only came because he wanted to find out the true identity of the culprit behind the scenes.

Jingtai Palace.

The palace is magnificent, warm in winter and cool in summer.

This place was built by Emperor Wei who spent huge sums of money and spent many years. He liked to stay here and enjoy himself on weekdays. Now it is given over to Ye Junlin and Hong Qianye.

"Step back, I have something to tell you."

"It is my honor to serve the Immortal."

Emperor Wei did not dare to stay any longer and respectfully resigned.

squeak.

The coffin is closed.

Ye Junlin sat down on the lounge chair made of thousand-year-old nanmu. He reached out and picked up the grapes in the fruit plate and put them into his mouth, eating them with relish.

His careless demeanor at this time was completely opposite to his dignified demeanor just now.

Hong Qianye couldn't bear to look at him. This was the most unscrupulous god-forming monk he had ever encountered.

And what made him most speechless was.

Other monks would basically sit cross-legged and meditate, focusing on their spiritual practice.

This guy indulges in eating, drinking and having fun all day long and has no intention of practicing hard at all.

How did someone so tired and lazy practice to become a god?

"Hmph, that's fine. According to this progress, I will soon be able to crush him in terms of cultivation, and I will be more confident when I take action."

Hong Qianye said secretly.

If Ye Junlin heard his thoughts, he would laugh unkindly like a goose.

Practice hard?

Labor and management are directly on the same level. Realm and other things are all dependent on touching porcelain. Kung Fu and magical powers will also be automatically upgraded by hanging up.

Tell me, does my hard work work?

Say it again.

Being able to insist on lying flat is not a kind of effort?

At this time, Ye Junlin took off his cloud-patterned combat boots, and suddenly there was a wooden basin under his feet, with steaming warm water in the wooden basin.

He put his feet in gently and let out a comfortable moan.

Just when Hong Qianye was even more contemptuous, a voice slowly came into her ears,

"Xiaohong, come and wash my master's feet."

Hong Qianye's face froze, and she almost suspected that her ears had heard wrongly. Veins suddenly burst out on her forehead, and anger arose in her heart.

"What did you say?!!"

I am the leader of the Fire Worshiping Demon Cult, and I actually want to wash the feet of someone like you?

Don't go too far!

Hong Qianye's eyes were full of coldness, and she stood there motionless, ignoring him.

Ye Junlin raised his eyebrows, "Where is the person? Come here!"

"Why?"

Face questioning.

Ye Junlin sighed: "Being a teacher for one day and a father for life, isn't that enough?"

"Be good, son, wash daddy's feet quickly."

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