Fairy, would you like to be my lackey?

Chapter 2 Goo, kill me
The most important setting in the game "Jiuchuan Lu" is the "fate". It can be said that this thing is closely related to combat power.

But its acquisition method is very difficult, so there are MODs made by gamers
——As long as you torture the NPC, you can obtain the opponent's fate, which not only increases the fun, but also greatly reduces the pressure on the player.

Of course, it also greatly relieved Su Jiming's pressure at this time.

Although it is unclear why this mod interface followed him through time, the ability to steal fate is the only way that can change his destiny because he is unable to practice.

In a sense, it really confirms the saying that there is no unparalleled road.

"My lord, we're here."

The sudden voice interrupted Su Jiming's thoughts.

He looked up and saw a hidden house hidden in the courtyard.

This is where the holy lady of the Spiritual Sect was bound.

The medicinal material called Dry Soul Grass can seal the aura of the sixth realm of spiritual cultivation, making it no different from ordinary people.

The effect of Dry Soul Grass could have lasted for half a month, but the Holy Lady of the Ling Sect didn't know what method she used to wake up after just one day.

In other words, the other party had a way to get rid of the medicinal effect of the withered soul grass, which Su Jiming didn't want to see.

If you want to continue to trap the opponent, you must cause him to have emotional fluctuations, let the effect of the dead soul grass penetrate deeply, and imprison the soul.

At the same time, it is supplemented with other medicines, so that it cannot be distracted from dealing with the effect of the withered soul grass.

With his thoughts flowing, he took two steps forward and pushed open the door of the house.

——Anyway, all we need to do next is to punch the bad girl hard.

In a closed room.

Xia Qianqing opened her eyes with some difficulty. The feeling of physical binding disturbed her.

Dim light poured in through the crack of the window, and the hunger had lasted for a whole day and night, leaving the Spiritual Sect Saintess without the slightest strength to speak of.

She let out a gentle breath, but her mood was nothing like that of a kidnapped person.

Because she knew very well that although the other party tied her up, he did not dare to do anything to her.

Yesterday, she met Su Jiming. As she thought, he lost his mind after her verbal attack.

But she didn't expect that the other party would use such expensive materials to trap her.

As a spiritual cultivator close to the sixth level, he couldn't even use his true energy under the influence of the medicine.

Although things were developing in the direction she expected, she still felt a little uneasy because her strength was blocked.

- squeak
The wooden door was pushed open slightly, and the girl looked inside. The cold morning wind penetrated through the cracks in the door, making her shiver involuntarily.

Then she saw the culprit who imprisoned her here.

The man in fox fur opened the wooden door against the reflection of the morning sun after the snow, followed by the maid named Yeque.

The door was slowly closed, and the wind and snow were kept out, blocking the cold outside like a hood.

"Is Miss Xia all right?"

The man's voice sounded, and his tone was calm. It didn't look like he had just been kidnapped here, but rather like he was reminiscing with an old friend.

"Oh, thanks to you, I'm still fine."

Although she was in a bad state, her last two words were accentuated and slightly cold.

"That's fine."

As he spoke, he pulled a stool from the side and sat in front of Xia Qianqing.

For some reason, Su Jiming's calmness today is completely different from his sensitive and irritable personality in the past, which made Xia Qianqing frown involuntarily.

In fact, she was very clear about the other party's psychology of tying herself here.

After all, Su Jiming himself was a sensitive and irritable person, and he came from a royal family. He was used to being domineering and never considered the consequences of doing things.And her words yesterday were meant to anger the other party. Su Jiming's behavior was completely within her expectation.

It can be said that the development of the matter to this point was completely planned by her.

But she didn't understand why the other party still had so much time to spare after doing this.

This made her feel a little more uneasy.

Xia Qianqing put away the thoughts in his heart, didn't think much, just took a deep look at the man in front of him, and then asked:
"Where did you get the dead soul grass?"

Withered Soul Grass is the medicinal material that seals her true qi. It can block all the auras of spiritual cultivation below the sixth level, preventing them from mobilizing their true qi.

It was precisely because she did not expect that the other party had this thing in his hand, and this was the only difference in all the links from what she had expected.

Her original idea was to feign defeat and be captured by him, but she didn't expect that the other party actually used such precious medicinal materials to bind her.

"Is it difficult for the Duke's government to obtain this thing?"

Su Jiming chuckled and asked.

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing couldn't help but fell silent.

Because the dead soul grass not only has the effect of sealing the aura, but it is also a rare treasure for spiritual cultivation. Even as a saint of the Ling Sect, she has only heard about it and has never seen the real thing.

Cursing the big dog in his heart, Xia Qianqing took a deep breath, calmed down a little, looked at the man in front of him, and asked slightly mockingly:

"So, what is Su Shizi going to do next? Should I let me go as if nothing happened, or will I be obsessed and let the Lingzong and the Duke's Mansion develop into an endless situation?"

In her opinion, Su Jiming must be riding a tiger now. Although he is arrogant, he is not a brainless person.

Whenever he dares to do anything to himself, Lingzong will definitely target the Guogong Mansion. The current situation is already serious, and if he makes a mistake, the current glory of the Guogong Mansion will be ruined.

Of course, Xia Qianqing was also very clear about the prince's thoughts towards her, and the so-called kidnapping was just an act of embarrassment out of failure.

Thinking of this, Xia Qianqing couldn't help flashing a hint of disgust in his eyes.

She was not a mean person, but when she thought about being pursued by such a person, she couldn't help but feel sick.

Hearing this, Su Jiming seemed a little confused and asked:

"Why does Miss Xia think that I will let you go so easily?"

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing's face became ugly.

The uneasy premonition in her heart confirmed that the other party was even more brainless than she thought.

Although she thought Su Jiming wouldn't do anything to her, she was afraid of nothing more than ten thousand.

In the situation where the situation is not completely in his hands, restoring his cultivation is the top priority.

The other party's posture was a little too abnormal, which made Xia Qianqing feel a little more wary.

While manipulating the aura with mental power to consume the medicinal power in her body, she procrastinated for time and said:
"It is true that I spoke too aggressively about what happened yesterday, but it was just an unintentional remark. If it hurts your son, I will just apologize."

At this point, she changed the topic and threatened:

"Although the Ling Sect is weak compared to the Duke's Palace, it is still one of the nine sects in the world. Is Prince Su sure that he wants to antagonize my Ling Sect because of this matter?"

As if Su Jiming didn't understand her threat, he took the flower-like medicinal materials from the maid on the side without changing his expression.

He looked up at the Holy Lady of Lingzong in front of him and said with a smile:
"The Duke's Mansion and the Lingzong have always been on good terms, and Miss Xia is a guest of honor in my mansion, so how can there be such an antagonism?"

"Of course, our government is not afraid of anyone, even if they are enemies."

He looked at the ugly-faced Holy Lady of the Ling Sect, and then said:
"It's the Lingzong Lingzong's situation. I'm more afraid of fighting against our government than what Miss Xia said."

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"Since the Battle of Lingshan, the relationship between the Sword Sect and the Ling Sect has reached a freezing point. However, because each sect is a prestigious and upright sect, they have not openly displayed their conflicts."

When the words fell, he paused, and continued:
"But Miss Xia should know better than me. The dispute between the two sects has reached an extreme point. It's like a raging fire waiting to be ignited. All it needs is a spark to ignite it."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing pursed her lips. Although she wanted to refute, she knew very well that what the other party said was true.

The conflict between the Ling Sect and the Sword Sect is increasing day by day. Previously, there was an external threat from the Demon Sect, but the two sects would still act superficially.

But in recent years, these conflicts have gradually been put on the table. Let alone maintaining superficial relations, it is a bit reluctant to even maintain a state of not fighting among themselves.

Everyone in the world knew that the relationship between the Ling Sect and the Jian Sect was not good, but only Xia Qianqing knew that the relationship between the two sects had reached the point of being like fire and water, a hundred times worse than what was rumored in the world.

She didn't know where Su Jiming got the news, but the other party obviously wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate Lingzong by saying this. The girl took a deep breath, feeling more and more uneasy, frowned and said:

"So, what does this have to do with the Duke's Mansion?"

"Even if the Duke's Palace has nothing to do with this, if the conflict between the Ling Sect and the Jian Zong resumes, Miss Xia wonders if the Ling Sect will still dare to provoke the Duke's Palace?"

"Miss Xia should know that the leader of the Ling Sect went to sea to kill the dragon and his whereabouts are still unknown. The Sword Sect has been waiting for the opportunity for a long time and is waiting to take action."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing had a bad premonition in his heart, as if he had expected something, and asked in an uneasy tone:
"What do you want to do?"

Su Jiming looked at her with pity in his eyes, as if to explain her confusion, he sighed and said:

"Wen Jianzong and Lingzong You have recently had a dispute, and the kindness and righteousness have long been eroded. There is a backlog of resentment and resentment between the two sects, and there is only one line to start the war."

"If the Ling Sect learns that its saint's daughter died at the hands of the Sword Sect, how will it react when it is revealed?"

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing's pupils shrank suddenly, shock and fear hit her heart, and a suspicion emerged.

Her hands clenched her sleeves feebly, and cold beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. The moment this thought emerged, even her heart seemed to have stopped beating for half a beat.

Her eyes revealed deep fear and confusion. She tried to speak, but found that her throat was dry and her voice seemed to be trapped in her throat. Her lips moved slightly, and in the end she could only squeeze out one word with trembling:

"you"

Before she could finish speaking, Su Jiming stood up and looked directly at the girl in front of him, and his voice echoed in her ears:

"The answer is that both sides will suffer, and the lives will be ruined."

After realizing what the other party was going to do, Xia Qianqing tried hard to break free, making the chains rattle, staring at the man in front of her with red eyes:
"Suji—"

Su Jiming just pressed his thumb against her lips, and she was no different from an ordinary person after losing all her cultivation, and she couldn't even make unnecessary movements at all.

He could only watch the other person helplessly, smearing the crushed flowers on the inner wall of his mouth.

Xia Qianqing kicked weakly, and Su Jiming's crushed petals were also wetted.

"This is the Soul-Living Flower. It is also the main ingredient in refining the Qi Yu Ba Jue Powder, in order to prevent Miss Xia from dissolving the medicinal power of the Dead Soul Grass."

He smiled, and then said under the girl's angry and fearful eyes:
"How does it feel?"

After saying that, Xia Qianqing felt that her body began to heat up, and the aura that was originally used to dissolve the medicine's power was also dissipated due to the gradually chaotic mental power.

The lust flower is rumored to be comparable to the love poison.

——I must contact Master!

Xia Qianqing forced this thought in her mind, looked at the man in front of her, bit the tip of her tongue hard with her teeth, and her blurred eyes became clearer.

There is an insurance measure in her spiritual consciousness, which is the magic weapon to contact the sect.
In order to ensure that this insurance can be activated at any time, the magic weapon can only be used by ordinary people's spiritual thoughts, but it needs to be supplemented by the spiritual sect's secret method to transmit spiritual thoughts.

She forcibly summoned the magical weapon in the spiritual sea, and just as she was about to use it, she heard the man in front of her say:
"Night Que, take out the magic weapon from her spiritual sea."

Hearing this, Xia Qianqing's thoughts froze and her mind went blank.

——How does he know? !
Immediately afterwards, she watched helplessly as the maid next to Su Jiming forcibly took out the magic weapon hidden in her spiritual sea.

No, no, the magic weapon is out of the spiritual sea, and without the traction of the secret method, it will actively send out the spiritual thoughts. At that time, the master will also be aware of my situation, and he will not make——

The next moment, she saw the man in front of her skillfully using the secret method that only the core disciples of the Ling Sect could use to unlock the restrictions of the magic weapon.

Then, use spiritual thoughts to turn words into words and preach

——Master, Jianzong bullied me too much recently, Lingzong. I heard the news that Jianzong is refining the magic sword near Bianzhou, so I decided to investigate.

The words fall and the spiritual thoughts escape.

Xia Qianqing felt like her whole body had been drained of strength. She looked at the man in front of her with fear and despair. The effects of the drug made her think in confusion.

"you you--"

Seeing the terrified and desperate appearance of the girl, Su Jiming felt quite amused.

In his previous life, he not only cleared this game, but also experienced almost all genres of gameplay, including the path of spiritual practice, so he naturally knows the secrets and usage methods of this magic weapon.

Now that he has decided to do this, how can he give the other party a chance to escape?

"It is rumored that the medicinal effect of the desire flower occurs, and the recipient's desire burns, like a thousand ants devouring the body. The spiritual perception is keen, and I can understand this even more."

He grinned and said maliciously:
"Enjoy yourself, Miss Xia"

"I look forward to seeing you next time."

After saying this, he turned around and left with the maid.

- Squeak.

There was no one in the room again, and the last trace of light was blocked by the other party.

Xia Qianqing gritted her silver teeth, her face was flushed, and her nails were clenched into her palms...

She quickly understood the meaning of what the other party said before he left.

(End of this chapter)