Chapter 39: The Scheme of Self-Inflicted Injury

"I didn't expect that Su Hu would take refuge with others and betray Su Xueyuan!"

On the cliff, Ye Chunyang's figure appeared. He was not surprised by Su Hu's rebellion, but felt chilled.

Su Hu was originally a member of the Su family, but after cultivating immortality, he became selfish and sold himself to others for glory.

Sure enough, greed in the world is endless, and nothing can beat the benefits.

"That's fine. If Su Xueyuan wants to use me as a furnace, she will definitely pay attention to my cultivation. Now Su Hu will also become her choice. I can keep a low profile and draw his attention to Su Hu. This way You can buy enough time.”

After learning about Su Hu's conspiracy, Ye Chunyang decided to divert the trouble to the east and let them fight openly and secretly, while he secretly promoted himself. When Su Xueyuan was to be unfavorable to him, he would have a trump card.

"That Su Hu hates me very much. I'm afraid he will wait for an opportunity to attack me in the future. Right now, this person is stronger than me in cultivation, so we must be on guard against him."

From the eavesdropping just now, Ye Chunyang got a lot of information and was able to take better precautions. Although Su Hu had reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, he would not be afraid of him at all if they really fought.

"However, during this trip to the mountains to gain experience, Sun Quan and others died in the Cannibal Valley. I am the only one left to return to the clan. I am afraid it will be difficult to explain..."

Ye Chunyang's thoughts flickered, and many of the previous details revealed that there was a powerful being with profound cultivation behind "Senior Brother Zhao". If the cause of his death was exposed, the person behind him would never let him go.

He showed a ruthless look, grabbed the dirt on the ground and wiped it on his face, then spread his hair loosely, and then used the Tianluo Yanyue Blade to float in front of him.

Poof!

The Tianluo Yanyue Blade stabbed hard into his left shoulder. Cold sweat dripped from Ye Chunyang's forehead, but he gritted his teeth without making a sound, and his eyes showed determination.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The short blade was drawn out and stabbed at himself one after another!

In order to go further in the future, there's no harm in being harsh on yourself now!

He gritted his teeth and thought of a brilliant plan. He immediately stood up, endured the severe pain caused by the wound, and walked step by step towards the mountain gate.

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Lingyun Sect, Dan Pavilion.

Towers dozens of stories high stand on the square, reaching into the sky like giant swords, attracting cranes to surround them.

In the surrounding area, three huge cauldrons stand in the air, ancient and profound, adding to the majesty.

At this moment, on the top floor of the Dan Pavilion Tower, a handyman disciple came to the door of a quiet room in a hurry and knocked on the door anxiously.

There was no movement in the room.

The handyman disciple hesitated for a moment, bowed and stood outside the door and said, "I would like to inform Master Su that there are disciples outside the pavilion who want to see you."

His report also received no response for a long time.

Just now, a disciple covered in blood and scarred came to Dan Pavilion and asked to see Su Xueyuan, saying that he had important information to report. The handyman disciple did not dare to delay and hurriedly came to Su Xueyuan's retreat.

After receiving no response for a long time, the handyman disciple became anxious, but he did not dare to push the door rashly, otherwise he would disturb his uncle's retreat, which would be a crime that a little handyman could not bear.

He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to send back the disciple who asked for an audience first, and then report to his uncle after he came out of confinement.

Just looking at the man's serious injury and extremely urgent appearance, the handyman disciple guessed that there must be something urgent. If the opportunity was delayed, he would inevitably be blamed.

At this time, a soft voice suddenly came from the quiet room, which made the handyman disciple happy: "Who wants to see you?"

"I'm telling Uncle Master, he's a low-level handyman named Ye Chunyang." The handyman disciple said.

"Ye Chunyang?"

Su Xueyuan, who was meditating in the quiet room, opened her eyes slightly, showing some doubts. She thought, didn't she go on a mission? Why did she come here suddenly?

"Call him in!"

Su Xueyuan gave instructions to the handyman disciple through the door.

Not long after, the door opened, and a young man with a gray face, a ladle on his back, and blood all over his body appeared in front of her.

The young man looked solemn, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death crisis, and there was still lingering fear on his pale face.

"I heard that you, Sun Quan and others went down the mountain not long ago. Why are you in such a mess?"

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the young man, Su Xueyuan frowned with dignity in her indifference.

"Miss, you don't know something. Our mission here is the Man-Eating Valley. During this trip, we encountered a first-level monster. All four of Senior Brother Sun were buried in the monster cave!"

This embarrassed young man was Ye Chunyang.

Although he had expected that Su Xueyuan would be monitoring him all the time, the fact that the other party said it so frankly made him feel as uncomfortable as acupuncture.

"Everyone else is dead?"

Suddenly, Ye Chunyang felt that Su Xueyuan's eyes were focused, as if she wanted to see through him.

"Yes! On this trip, Senior Brother Sun and the four of them went to collect dragon and snake saliva. Unexpectedly, they accidentally entered the cave of a demonic beast. They did not expect that this beast was a fire dragon that was an ancient relic. How could we resist it? The four Senior Brothers were already , that’s it…”

The coercion of Su Xueyuan's consciousness made Ye Chunyang feel depressed, but he did not show it on his face. He just told everything he had originally planned, and made his nervous and fearful expression vivid. At the end of his words, he was full of regret and condolences. Love, no one can see the suspicion.

"Is there a disciple named Zhao Wanhe who is traveling with you this time?"

Standing at the front, Su Xueyuan's eyes flickered with doubts.

Ye Chunyang's heart sank slightly, and he thought to himself: "Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from her eyes. She must have figured out my whereabouts long ago."

This feeling of being watched all the time made him extremely uncomfortable, but before his cultivation was strong enough, he still needed to be patient, so he immediately nodded in response.

Although "Senior Brother Zhao" is dead without any evidence, he is the only one who came back from this trip, which will inevitably arouse suspicion. Even if "Senior Brother Zhao" has a powerful person behind him, he will still be traced endlessly, and he will come to Su after leaving himself scarred. Xue Yuan wanted this woman to be his witness and in turn become his protective umbrella.

Su Xueyuan is a disciple of Lingyun Sect's first alchemist, Master Yunzhen. Given the alchemist's great contribution to the sect, no matter how powerful the great master behind "Senior Brother Zhao" is, no matter how dissatisfied he is with himself, it is estimated that Don't dare to take action rashly.

"This Zhao Wanhe is a distant nephew of Master Li Xuanguang. Master Li entered the late stage of magic power decades ago. He originally wanted to accept Zhao Wanhe as his true disciple, but in order to temper his character, he placed him here. I am a handyman and am now dead in the Cannibal Valley. I am afraid it will be difficult for Uncle Li to explain."

Su Xueyuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly. When she said this, her eyes suddenly glanced at Ye Chunyang with an incomprehensible expression.

"Moreover, since they have all been buried in the demon's belly, how can you survive?"

At this time, looking at Ye Chunyang, she felt a cold feeling in her heart.

Everyone died, but only Ye Chunyang, the person with the least qualifications and lowest cultivation level, came back alive. This is too strange. However, the tone and logic of these words are true and rigorous, and the injuries on his body cannot be faked, even if she I vaguely felt something was wrong, but I couldn't find any flaws.

"this……"

Seemingly being confused by the question, Ye Chunyang was stunned for a moment.

But in fact, Su Xueyuan's performance had already been expected by him. At this time, it was just for acting and gaining her trust.

He looked evasive and panicked, and after a long while he said with an embarrassed look: "Miss, you also know that Chunyang's cultivation level is low, and the four senior brothers took me to the Cannibal Valley just to borrow my power to collect medicine. I was not allowed to enter the cave of the ancient relics, and when I saw that all four of them were buried in the belly of the monster, how could Chunyang dare to stay there and escape early, otherwise I would not be able to see the eldest lady today. "

"Is that true?" Su Xueyuan looked at him up and down with deep eyes.

Ye Chunyang nodded, making a straightforward gesture, and sighed: "The four senior brothers wanted to collect medicine on this trip, but they failed to collect the medicine, and their lives were in danger."

Seeing him looking so heartbroken and honest, Su Xueyuan couldn't help but dispel some of her doubts. She recalled that when the Golden Wheel Ghost King attacked that day, he was also afraid of death. This move was in line with his character.

"but……"

As if she thought of something, Su Xueyuan's eyes suddenly turned cold: "You came to me this time because you were worried that Uncle Li behind Zhao Wanhe would attack to punish him? I didn't expect that after cultivating immortality, you would actually have some ideas!"

"Chun Yang doesn't dare!"

The fierce pressure came again, and Ye Chunyang suddenly felt the pressure increase sharply, but he kept his true intentions and did not reveal any flaws: "The eldest lady knows clearly, what is Chunyang's crime? Then if Master Li wants to come to ask about Senior Brother Zhao, Chunyang Just answer truthfully, but..."

"Just what?" Su Xueyuan looked questioning.

"It's just that Master Li is a senior in the sect. Chunyang people speak softly. I'm afraid that Master may not be willing to believe Chunyang's words, so he came to report to the eldest lady. I hope the eldest lady can bear witness and give some advice to Chunyang." Ye Chunyang said "tremblingly".

"Are you just worried that Uncle Li won't listen to you and will blame you for Zhao Wanhe's death?" Su Xueyuan suddenly felt enlightened.

Ye Chunyang nodded sincerely.

"You don't have to worry. I brought you into the Immortal Sect. If anything happens, of course I will protect you. You are seriously injured right now. This is the Qi Restoration Pill. You can take it back and take it. You will be well in the future." Practice and build a foundation as soon as possible so that you can come to me and take care of me."

She flicked her fingers, and a bottle of elixir floated in front of Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang took it quickly, but sneered in his heart: "Come to your side to take care of daily life? If that's the case, I'm afraid I'll be dead soon!"

Although he had his own plans, he kept his cool and took the elixir with his fists in his hands to express his thanks.

Seeing that he looked quite well-behaved, Su Xueyuan felt a little relieved, thinking that although Su Hu had made rapid progress now, in terms of character, Ye Chunyang was obviously much stronger. Maybe he would be the final choice?

"Okay, life and death are determined by destiny. You go down to heal your injuries first. I will take care of Uncle Li's side. You don't need to worry."

With a wave of her hand, she signaled Ye Chunyang to step back.

But then she paused and said: "Besides, the Immortal Cultivation Sect determines seniority based on cultivation. Now that you have entered the Immortal Sect, there is no need to call me eldest lady, just call me Master Uncle."

"Yes! Uncle Master!"

Ye Chunyang's expression was solemn, but the word "Uncle Master" seemed to be emphasized a little more intentionally or unintentionally.