There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

Seeing Gu Xia's eyes suddenly become as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

Xie Baiyi: "..."

He probably guessed what Gu Xia wanted to do.

The young man couldn't help but reveal a hint of sympathy on his cold face.

Qu Yimian and the spirit of the weapon hadn't reacted yet and just stared at her blankly.

Gu Xia came closer and smiled brightly: "Since you don't have a contract with her, what do you think of me?"

Don’t refuse the spiritual weapon that comes to your door.

Besides, what she did was not considered stealing. After all, in the world of cultivation, the right to power has always been reserved for the capable since ancient times.

Qu Yimian had been struggling for so long, but it turned out that the spiritual weapon didn't recognize her at all.

Thinking of the several disciples who had just been thrown into some corner by the spirit of the weapon, Gu Xia thought for a moment and felt that this would not work and he had to seize the initiative first.

With the Liuren dice around, they were inevitably a little passive along the way.

Not to mention the eldest senior brother who is currently wandering somewhere unknown.

But Shen Weixun is also in the Nascent Soul stage after all. As long as he doesn't encounter a ghost lord who is driven mad by her, he may not be at a disadvantage against other ghost cultivators.

"..."

On the other side, Shen Weixun, who had no idea that Gu Xia had full trust in him, fell into deep thought as he looked at the Ghost Lord who suddenly appeared.

So, has his luck really become this bad?

Can you meet a big boss just walking on the street?

The Ghost Lord had just woken up from an illusion. He had been immersed in his beautiful fantasy of unifying the world of cultivation until the illusion moved strangely just now, and he woke up.

After wandering around for a while, I unexpectedly met Shen Weixun on a narrow road.

The ghost cultivators who were traveling on their way with high spirits were also stunned.

After sensing the familiar aura of suppression, he was instantly delighted and knelt down.

"My lord!"

"Are you okay? Why are you here?"

Amid the clamor, the Ghost Lord ignored those people. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man and the group of ghost cultivators behind him. Suddenly he remembered that this man seemed to be in the same group with Gu Xia.

Its eyes suddenly became sharp.

Shen Weixun calmly put his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist. When he noticed that the other party looked strange, he began to pay attention to the escape routes around him.

The situation is a little bad.

……

the other side.

Gu Xia was still waiting for the decision of the weapon spirit with a smile on his face.

As soon as she finished speaking, Qu Yimian, who was about to cry, suddenly seemed to be enraged. Her expression changed and she stared at her coldly: "Don't go too far!"

This is her spiritual weapon. How can Gu Xia be qualified to snatch it?

Thinking of this, she looked at the weapon spirit and ordered without thinking: "Come back!"

Spirit: "..."

What the fuck-

It wanted to run away, but the problem was that it had no idea what the broken net covering it was made of.

There was no way to break free.

Qu Yimian's face suddenly darkened.

Perhaps because he felt that the smell of gunpowder in the air was not strong enough, Gu Xia shook the spoils in his hand and said nonchalantly: "Ah... It's really thanks to the magic weapon you provided. It's really useful."

"..."

Xie Baiyi stood by and didn't interrupt from beginning to end. He watched her make Qu Yimian so angry with just a few words, and his expression became complicated.

When it comes to making people angry, Gu Xia is a professional.

Seeing that he couldn't break free, the weapon spirit simply gave up and glanced at Gu Xia lazily: "You? You have quite a talent."

Gu Xia raised an eyebrow: "So what is your choice?"

"I don't choose anyone." The weapon spirit sneered: "I am a spiritual weapon that none of you can get, why should you agree to the contract?"

"This is my territory and I am the boss! You all should die here, hahahaha... huh?"

The arrogant voice stopped abruptly.

Gu Xia treated it like a spin dryer and spun it eighteen times, making it dizzy and almost vomiting.

"yue~" I feel so dizzy.

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The spirit of the weapon didn't expect that this kid was so unsportsmanlike.

It saw stars in front of its eyes: "Don't... don't shake it off."

Gu Xia gave up politely: "What? Do you want to make a contract with me?"

She smiled and discussed with the spirit of the weapon: "Don't worry, you will have a bright future if you follow me."

Before the weapon spirit could answer, Gu Xia caught a glimpse of a faint light from the corner of her eye. She subconsciously took a step back, leaned back, and raised her sword to block the oblique sword.

Qu Yimian stared at her, her tone grim: "Why? Why do you force me like this?"

Gu Xia: "?"

No, she was wronged.

But there was no need to say so much to her. Gu Xia kicked her hard on the shoulder blade with a side kick. Qu Yimian felt the pain and almost lost her grip on the magic sword in her hand.

She reacted quickly, and with her other hand she reached across her waist, raising a long whip again like a snake.

Xie Baiyi frowned, drew his magic sword, and cut off the magic whip with a cold sword.

"I'll take care of her." The young man said calmly, "You focus on dealing with the weapon spirit."

Gu Xia took a step back: "Okay."

When fighting with Xie Baiyi, Qu Yimian was simply asking for trouble.

She shook the weapon spirit in her hand and whispered like a devil: "Are you really not going to sign a contract with me?"

The spirit of the weapon said with a stern face: "No."

It has its own stubbornness.

No way to compromise easily!!

"pretty good."

Gu Xia curled the corners of his lips, snapped his fingers, and then called out Yakult and Xiaojiu.

The two little ones understood what he meant and surrounded the weapon spirit. The dark blue and red flames intertwined, and the temperature in the air instantly rose a lot.

"Oh, it's hot, hot..."

Although the weapon spirit is a spiritual body, the flames of these two spiritual beasts can directly burn its body. The feeling of being burned by fire is really not very good, and the longer the time, the more unbearable the pain.

ahhh-

The spirit of the weapon felt like it was about to burn up.

If it had known earlier, it should have killed the little devil immediately instead of throwing her into that broken illusion.

It completely shrank and said weakly: "Even if I agree to a contract with you, you will not succeed."

After finally hearing it let go, Gu Xia temporarily stopped the two little ones and asked: "Why?"

As if he had sensed the loosening of the weapon's spirit, Qu Yimian finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She was no match for Xie Baiyi at all. The young man's sword was faster than the last, and each move was aimed at her fragile neck.

If Gu Xia's contract really succeeded, the result would definitely not be what she wanted to see.

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated and decisively chose to seek help from the demon in her sea of ​​consciousness again.

"What's wrong with you?"

The demon who was originally recuperating sensed her strong spiritual fluctuations and asked impatiently.

He now spends most of his time sleeping, repairing his soul bit by bit, but Qu Yimian is really disappointing and needs his help to clean up the mess every now and then.

It's absolutely rubbish.

It would have been fine if she couldn't beat those disciples, but I didn't expect that she couldn't even protect the spiritual weapon I gave her.

As soon as the devil appeared, the surging demonic energy suddenly pressed down heavily.

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