Feeling a faint pain from behind, Yue Mingkong frowned slightly, her face flushed, but she dared not resist.
She was now Ye Yun's maid, and faced with her master's punishment, she could only endure it.
Even if she felt somewhat dissatisfied, she absolutely couldn't show it, or she wouldn't be a qualified maid.
If she couldn't be a qualified maid, how could she continue to climb up?
Understanding this clearly, Yue Mingkong didn't resist at all.
She was a goddess to many of the younger generation in various families, but here with Ye Yun, she was nothing.
No halo surrounded her; she was just an ordinary personal maid.
Perhaps she was once adored by many, and that feeling was very pleasant, but now, she had to adore Ye Yun.
She finally understood how those who once adored her felt, and she had to do everything in her power to make Ye Yun happy.
Ye Yun gnced at the sunset on the horizon, so grand and dazzling.
"Let's go, it's time to head back."
"Yes, Young Master."
The two returned to the Kylin Carriage, and Ye Yun immediately closed his eyes.
Seeing Ye Yun with his eyes closed, Yue Mingkong naturally didn't dare to make a sound and disturb him. During this time, Xia He had taught her many things, many things to pay attention to.
Ye Yun was immersed in his mind at this moment. He now had 8,700 Vilin Points, and it was time to clear his negative 1,000 Fate Points.
Such Fate Points often meant that under normal circumstances, he couldn't get anything good.
Didn't those Fortune's Sons with high Fate Points always have various fortuitous encounters?
That's because their Fate Points were high. A person with negative Fate Points couldn't possibly have such encounters.
Fortune is something mysterious and intangible, but it truly exists.
Of course, with the System, Ye Yun could naturally see it.
"Sigh! System, help me convert all the Vilin Points into Fate Points."
Suppressing his heartache, Ye Yun finally made this decision.
He had barely warmed up to having 8,700 Fate Points, and they were used up immediately.
"Ding! 8,700 Vilin Points converted to 870 Fate Points, conversion complete. The host's current Fate Points are -130."
Seeing his still negative Fate Points, Ye Yun was truly at a loss whether to ugh or cry.
Good grief!
After all this hard work, he didn't even reach zero; it was still a negative number. It's really tough!
Silently menting in his heart, Ye Yun felt that his goal was a long way off.
But it was still okay; it had only been a few days, and he was almost able to turn his Fate Points to zero. With a little more effort, everything would get better.
"System, open personal information."
[Host]: Ye Yun
[Age]: 18
[Identity]: Ye Family Young Master of the Immortal Domain
[Cultivation]: Early Great Power Realm
[Physique]: Supreme Immortal Body, Supreme Demon Eyes
[Techniques]: Ancient Demon Scripture, Sughter Immortal Technique, Ancient Sword Technique
[Treasures]: Sughter Sword (Reincarnation Device)
[Fate Points]: -130
[Vilin Points]: 0
[System Backpack]: Breaking Army Sword (Reincarnation Device)
After all this hard work, he unexpectedly returned to square one, and Ye Yun felt helpless.
However, this time's harvest was quite good. Not only did he gain a lot of Vilin Points, but he also obtained a new Reincarnation Device, the Breaking Army Sword.
This thing was no simple matter. It's known that a Reincarnation Device is never a simple thing.
In the entire Immortal Domain, those who possess a Reincarnation Device are very few, and each one is a very powerful existence.
Apart from these, others who can obtain a Reincarnation Device are mostly Fortune's Sons with incredible luck.
Or they might be found in some Ancient Ruins, where the possibility is very high.
...
Meanwhile, Yue Qingshan, heavily injured, dragged his battered body back to his pce.
As soon as he stepped through the door, he colpsed to the ground, the intense pain making him feel utterly miserable.
"Ah!!"
The sword energy rampaged through his body, causing Yue Qingshan to finally cry out in agony.
"Qingshan, quickly expel the sword energy from your body. You can't dey any longer, or your meridians will be damaged."
As a remnant soul of a master, he had experienced countless storms and could naturally see Yue Qingshan's current state.
But he couldn't directly help Yue Qingshan; he was just a wisp of a remnant soul without the strength.
"Qingshan, calm your mind, don't let your thoughts run wild! Operate your cultivation technique...!
Remember, at this time, don't let your thoughts run wild; it's most important to adjust yourself."
He emphasized the words "don't let your thoughts run wild" twice, worried that Yue Qingshan would remain in a state of anger due to the previous events.
In such a state, it's easy to lose control to demonic cultivation, and the consequences of that are imaginable.
Biting his teeth hard, Yue Qingshan tried to cast aside the scenes in his mind from earlier.
How much he hated and resented, hated his own powerlessness, resented Yue Mingkong's heartlessness, loathed Ye Yun for taking away Yue Mingkong and the Breaking Army Sword.
His master also knew that asking his disciple to think of nothing at this time was inherently very difficult.
Yue Qingshan's thumb ring emitted a faint white light, seemingly aiding him.
Soon, Yue Qingshan calmed down completely, focusing solely on operating his Sky Lifting Technique, trying his best to clear the sword energy from his body.
Several hours ter, Yue Qingshan had been using the spiritual power within his body to expel the sword energy as much as possible.
But this sword energy was too domineering; wanting to quickly remove it was impossible. It took several hours to barely push the sword energy into a corner.
"Hiss!!"
A strand of sword energy was forcibly expelled from Yue Qingshan's body, instantly striking the floor and leaving a deep mark.
If the floor hadn't been solid underneath, this sword energy might have pierced right through it.
After completely expelling the sword energy, Yue Qingshan suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul blood, and his originally pale face seemed to gain a bit of color.
Not caring if his clothes would be stained with blood, Yue Qingshan wiped the foul blood from his mouth with his sleeve.
"Cough, cough, cough!!"
After a few heavy coughs, the feeling of sword energy rampaging inside his body finally disappeared, and there was no longer any pain.
Exhausted from using a rge amount of spiritual power, Yue Qingshan y back, his eyes appearing somewhat vacant.
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