Ye Ling was hesitant. If he didn't agree and was demoted to Elder Leng Ju's sect and became a Ju disciple, wouldn't that mean he would be inferior to the second senior sister's maid Mu Jinwei?
Thinking of this, Ye Ling still felt that it would be more appropriate to be the deputy sect leader of Youyue Immortal Sect.
He was originally the great elder of Tiandan Immortal Sect, and now he has made great contributions by destroying the Demon Lord Yuanshen of the East China Sea and rescuing Fairy Youyue.
That's why Fairy Youyue is willing to recruit him into Youyue Fairy Sect and throws out the position of deputy sect leader to win over him. How can he not be punished with a toast?
So Ye Ling thought again and again, and finally in Fairy Youyue's faint gaze, Ye Ling said categorically: "Fengzu misunderstood! I have nothing to do with that demon girl! She may have intentions for me, but Luo Hua does, Liu Shui Ruthless! In the end, I left that place of right and wrong far away to avoid her coming back to entangle me."
Fairy Youyue didn't know what kind of soul-detection method she had used. She pointed at the center of Ye Ling's eyebrows. When she mentioned Roumei, she couldn't detect anything strange about Ye Ling, and there didn't seem to be any slight fluctuations in her heart. Only then did she believe it. What he said.
Fairy Youyue smiled sweetly: "That's right! You are the first man recruited by our Youyue Immortal Sect for the first time. To join our Youyue Immortal Sect, you must cut off your love and relationships before you can convince everyone!"
When Ye Ling heard this, he believed it and said doubtfully: "I didn't expect that your Youyue Immortal Sect has so many rules and regulations?"
Fairy Youyue blinked, with a hint of cunning in her eyes, and continued to fool him: "Of course! My female cultivators from Youyue Fairy Sect are all pure and pure female disciples! You join our sect and become the deputy sect leader. Below me, and above all other women, I should abide by the sect's rules, keep myself clean, and become a role model for all the female cultivators of the Immortal Sect!"
"Oh!" Ye Ling seemed to make some sense, but he still felt that something was wrong.
Then he felt that Fairy Youyue was breathing heavily, her long hair was brushing his cheek, and she was still whispering: "Deputy Sect Leader! Why don't you heal my wounds?"
Ye Ling quickly calmed down and nodded in agreement! She secretly said that Youyue Fairy Feng Cailing's charm skills were really good. In order to coax him to do her best to heal his wounds, she also used the position of deputy sect leader to win over him, and used her charm skills to seduce his soul, but she had to pay a lot of price.
So Ye Ling sat upright and said sternly: "Feng Zu, there is no need to be like this! Su doesn't care whether the deputy sect master is not the deputy sect master! What I covet is not fame and position, nor is it stunning beauty, but the nostalgia of old feelings. As a friend! I will definitely do my best to heal Fengzu! This is what Su should do both in public and private matters."
From Ye Ling's point of view, just relying on his past friendship with her, rescuing her, expelling the poison and healing her injuries were all his duties!
Unexpectedly, the more Ye Ling was like this, the more Feng Cailing, the Fairy Youyue, looked at him, the more she felt that he had extraordinary character and was independent from the world.
By the next day, Feng Cailing's injuries improved, she was no longer as weak as before, her complexion was much better, and her magic power had also recovered.
It's just that her soul injury has not healed, and it is difficult to cure it with Ye Ling's advanced rejuvenation technique alone.
When Fairy Youyue saw that Ye Ling had undergone rejuvenation surgery, he was sitting cross-legged and meditating, adjusting his inner breath. There were beads of sweat on his forehead. Feng Cailing wiped him with a brocade handkerchief and continued to persuade him:
"Thank you for your hard work! Don't force anything, this is my fate! Injuring the soul this time is no small matter! Even if your cultivation level is equal to mine, I'm afraid the healing technique will not be effective!"
"Let me take time to recover slowly! I will be in seclusion for three years, or five years, and I will finally recover completely! Are you willing to accompany me?"
When Feng Cailing said this, her eyes were full of expectation.
Unexpectedly, Ye Ling suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with energy like cold stars: "Yes! I carefully recalled the spiritual grass illustrations and elixir recipes I had learned. According to legend, there is an ancient magical elixir called Nine Turns of Resurrection. Pill! Its medicinal effect can cure your soul injury! It’s just that the recipe for the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill has been lost to the world! I may have a way to create my own recipe!"
