We are cannon fodder, and we are leading the way in cultivating immortals.

"Awake? Did you sleep well?" Wen Xiangyi showed a sarcastic smile in his eyes.

Jiufang Zhuoguang did not respond immediately. He narrowed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, his frown relaxed, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of his lips: "Xiangyi, you really make me look at you in a new light. How many surprises do you have that I don't know about?"

"Here's a surprise for you."

Wen Xiangyi stopped and waved her hand, slapping Jiufang Zhuoguang's face hard with a slap filled with spiritual power. Five red fingerprints instantly appeared on his fair skin, and then it began to swell.

surprise?

This bastard thinks he's the boss.

Jiufang Zhuoguang spat out a mouthful of blood with broken teeth. He did not expect Wen Xiangyi to suddenly attack him and hit him directly in the face. He was stunned for a moment.

After coming to his senses, he laughed: "It's really a surprise, I didn't expect your injury to heal so quickly, and with..."

Jiufang Zhuoguang paused for a moment. He lowered his head to look at the things tied to him and continued, "I didn't expect that they would use the things from our Feixing Pavilion to tie me up."

At this time, his feet were tightly locked by the soul-binding ring, and he could not release any spiritual power, just like an ordinary person.

His hands were tied with a rope, and the other end was held in Wen Xiangyi's hand to drag him.

If he remembered correctly, these magic weapons were swallowed alive by Wen Xiangyi's black snake at that time, and now they appeared in Wen Xiangyi's hands.

That spirit beast is really interesting.

"Things from your Feixing Pavilion?"

Wen Xiangyi stepped on Jiufang's glaring chest and smiled innocently: "I'm sorry, they are in my hands now, so they are mine."

As she spoke, she stepped hard on Jiufang Zhuoguang and broke several of his ribs. She raised her eyebrows and showed a look of contempt: "Just like you are a dog that I am holding now."

The ribs broke with a crisp sound, and Jiufang Zhuoguang's face turned pale in an instant, but his expression did not change at all, and the smile on his face even became more excited.

"So Xiangyi means that I belong to you?"

【Host……】

The system data panel popped up.

It felt that if it didn't say something, these two people might develop in a strange direction.

[Host, you also know that this is a love line. A love line can’t go this way...]

Wen Xiangyi glanced at it and didn't respond. She retracted her foot and looked at Jiufang Zhuoguang with disgust: "How shameless."

After that, she sealed Jiufang Zhuoguang's five senses, and then said to the system: "Is it not okay for me to train my dog ​​and cultivate feelings at the same time?"

[But host, you are completely out of your original track! ]

Wen Xiangyi dragged Jiufang Zhuoguang along while saying, "But your so-called main plot doesn't have a plot. Isn't everything left to us to develop on our own? Just tell me, are he and I bound together now? And isn't the relationship between a dog and its owner called love?"

system:……

It makes so much sense that it is simply impossible to refute.

wrong!

Can the affection between a dog and its owner be confused with love? It was almost fooled by Wen Xiangyi.

[Host, what you said makes sense, but...]

"Shut up!"

Wen Xiangyi snorted coldly: "I advise you to stop talking nonsense and put away your desire to save him. If you make me unhappy, I will still destroy him." The system data panel shook and dared not say a word.

The current host is so scary...

Wen Xiangyi didn't want to waste time talking to the system anymore, and was about to ask her to continue leading the way when she suddenly felt a fluctuation of spiritual power in the air.

She narrowed her eyes, summoned the Sword of Immortality, and looked around vigilantly.

"who are you?"

A clear voice cut through the air. Wen Xiangyi looked up and saw three people standing several feet away, looking at her from a distance.

Those three were all female cultivators with beautiful looks. They wore the same lake blue dress and even the same jewelry. They looked like disciples of a certain sect.

Wen Xiangyi could tell at a glance that the cultivation levels of those three people were all lower than hers, and her tense body relaxed a little.

At this time, the content of the system data panel was updated: [Host, I forgot to tell you that you were washed up to Yaoxian Island. ]

Yaoxian Island?
Isn’t that one of the three fairy islands?
According to the original setting, there are three fairy islands in this plane, namely Duwang, Yuanzhen and Yaoxian.

Each fairy island has a formation barrier, and ordinary cultivators cannot enter at all, let alone be washed up by the waves.

It was also for this reason that Wen Xiangyi had always thought that this island was an unowned land, but he did not expect it to be Yaoxian Island.

"So how did I break the barrier?"

[You know, sometimes opportunities come so unexpectedly, what's the big deal about being washed up on an island? ]

Wen Xiangyi: ...

The system continued: [These three people are responsible for patrolling, which is equivalent to the gate guards. If you don’t keep quiet, they will find you.]

Wen Xiangyi didn't care. Anyway, her luck was at its maximum and she was blessed with a good fortune and would not die.

The most important thing is that there is an "old friend" of Jiufang Zhuoguang on this Yaoxian Island.

She was originally thinking about how to kill this bastard. Now the chance has come, right?

The three female cultivators looked at Wen Xiangyi warily, and when they realized that the other party's cultivation was very likely higher than theirs, their expressions became solemn.

There is a powerful barrier formation on their fairy island. How did this person get in without anyone noticing?

One of the people with higher cultivation level took the initiative to speak when Wen Xiangyi did not respond, "I wonder why this Taoist friend came to our Yaoxian Island?"

Wen Xiangyi put away his thoughts, made a sword-holding salute to the three people, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, my three Taoist friends. I came to Yaoxian Island with no ill intentions, but to pay a visit to Lady Huayuan. Can you three help me convey the message?"

The three female cultivators also responded one after another. One of them asked, "I wonder if you can bring a token of love?"

Wen Xiangyi shook his head: "I took the initiative to come here to see you this time, so I don't have any tokens."

The three of them glanced at each other inconspicuously, thinking that this was another person who came to ask for elixirs.

Ever since their female lord was promoted to a sixth-rank alchemist, cultivators from all sides have come to visit her from time to time, all for the purpose of asking for elixirs, and this person should be no exception.

"I'm sorry, you came at an untimely time. Our queen has just been in seclusion recently, and she specifically told me before she went into seclusion that if anyone comes to look for her, they need to bring a token. If you don't have a token, please go back."

Wen Xiangyi knew it was an excuse as soon as she heard it. She also knew Hua Yuannujun's identity as the alchemist, so she said bluntly: "The three Taoist friends have misunderstood. I am not here to ask for the elixir."

As she said this, she kicked Jiufang Zhuoguang and said, "I'm here to send someone off for you, Lady."

(End of this chapter)