Chapter 10: Let me hit you in the face again!

"Linglong Suxin Dan is too low-level to sustain the Nine Heavens. If I don't kick you out, you will be crushed by the space."

Jun Mu Qian was speechless, but she accepted the reason: "So I have to find another fifth-grade elixir for you?"

The land of Huaxu is really a barren place, and there are probably only a few fifth-grade elixirs in the Xingluo Sect.

"Fifth-grade elixirs will do." Lan Yiyue thought for a moment. "The effect will be better if it's a natural genius treasure."

"Such as?" Jun Mu Qian suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Ten-thousand-year Dragon Blood Zhu Guo, Ice Crystal Jade Guo, Starry Sky Essence, Extreme Cold Water... It would take hundreds of pounds to completely stabilize the Nine Heavens."

Even Jun Zunzhu, who had traveled half of the Great Thousand Realms, was shocked to hear this list. She was furious, "Don't you know how precious these things are? And hundreds of pounds?"

Take the Dragon Blood Zhu Guo for example, it must be watered with the blood of a sub-dragon continuously to mature, and it's almost extinct after thousands of years!

"Are they precious?" Lan Yiyue was really surprised this time. "Then you can use one of the Ten Great Primordial Sources as a substitute."

"The Ten Great Primordial Sources?" After hearing this, Jun Mu Qian felt a lump in her throat. "Are you living in a dream?"

This is a legendary thing, unlike the Ten-thousand-year Dragon Blood Zhu Guo, which still has some traces.

"But other things have too low energy, and the Nine Heavens doesn't even look at them."

"Oh Heavens," Jun Mu Qian lamented, "I can't afford to support you, so you better leave."

Even if she were an emperor, she couldn't afford such a prodigal descendant.

She might as well feed the Linglong Suxin Dan to the dogs, but the result—

"You're dreaming. The Primordial Bell has already been forcibly bound to your soul. Even if you die and reincarnate, you can't get rid of it."

Jun Mu Qian trembled, her voice trembling, "What did you say?"

Forcibly bound?

She didn't do anything!

"That's the fact," Lan Yiyue rarely comforted her, "You are destined to be with the Primordial Bell, accept it."

Jun Mu Qian took a deep breath, "What if I can't find these things?"

"Then the Nine Heavens will remain closed."

"Fine, then keep it closed."

"Young girl, don't you want to cultivate?"

"..."

Jun Mu Qian suddenly found herself in a dilemma.

If she wanted to cultivate, she had to stabilize the Nine Heavens, but she couldn't find enough genius treasures.

"Forget it," she reluctantly agreed after a moment of silence, "Little brat, what's your relationship with the Primordial Bell?"

Lan Yiyue said calmly, "I am responsible for temporarily guarding the Nine Heavens."

"The guardian of the bell?"

"No," to her surprise, Lan Yiyue denied, "I don't have that qualification yet. I'm just a tassel."

"A tassel?" Jun Mu Qian was stunned, then lowered her head.

The bell was tied around her waist with a blue tassel hanging beneath it.

Whether it was an illusion or not, she felt the color of the bell brighten.

"Are you this tassel?" Jun Mu Qian pinched one of the threads, "Are you a demon?"

The demon race is one of the most powerful races in the vast world, but there are no demons in the Lingxuan world.

However, there is another strange race in this world called "Illusion."

There are two possibilities for the origin of the Illusion race: one is born in dreams, and the other is a sentient being who becomes an illusion after death due to their unyielding obsession.

Both possibilities are very rare, so the Illusion race is very rare.

The situation of this little brat is somewhat similar to that of the Illusion race.

"No," Lan Yiyue's tone was a bit unfriendly, "Young girl, why do you have so many questions?"

Jun Mu Qian felt that she needed to be more cautious in the future.

Not all beautiful women are harmless.

Well, she wouldn't argue with a child.

"Oh, by the way," Lan Yiyue seemed to remember something and suddenly spoke, "I'll remind you that because this is the first opening of the Nine Heavens, the space is still unstable, causing a change in the flow of time. So, three days have passed in the outside world."

"!" Jun Mu Qian covered her chest, "Do you know how much I want to kill you?"

She had only felt a few minutes pass, but it turned out that so much time had passed?

And this little brat looked innocent but was actually unscrupulous?

"Young girl, as long as you can come in," Lan Yiyue smiled pleasantly, "I'll let you do whatever you want."

"I'll go find it now," Jun Mu Qian sighed and said, "Little brat, don't run away."

The Xingluo Sect has an excellent location and abundant spiritual energy, so there should be plenty of herbs on the mountain. She would first see if there were any that she could use.

But... wasn't three days the deadline that Luo Lingjun had given her?

If she didn't return the items to Ye Wanying, she would have to go to the Law Enforcement Hall?

Jun Mu Qian frowned. She couldn't confront Luo Lingjun head-on right now, and she really needed to go to the Law Enforcement Hall.

After looking at the sky, she went straight to the Law Enforcement Hall.

**

At this moment, inside the Law Enforcement Hall.

An elder with long beard sat at the top, frowning as he looked at the sobbing Ye Wanying and the cold-faced Luo Lingjun beside her.

He spoke in a somewhat unfriendly tone, "For such a small matter, you need to trouble me?"

Ye Wanying choked out, "Elder, disciple had no choice. Father is not here, and only you can help."

The elder didn't buy it, "Since you've come to me, don't expect me to favor you. Everything will be done impartially."

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanying cursed the old man in her heart. He simply didn't understand the ways of the world.

But she didn't dare to act rashly, because according to seniority, the elder's status was even higher than that of the sect master.

Now that Ye Tianbei hasn't returned, and there's no one to support her, otherwise she would definitely make these people look good!

Seeing that acting weak and coquettish didn't work, Ye Wanying had to lower her head again, crying with grievance.

It was at this moment that Jun Muqian finally arrived.

She didn't look at the couple, but bowed to the elder above, "Greetings, Grand Elder."

The Grand Elder's eyes were sharp as he asked, "Are you feeling better?"

Jun Muqian was somewhat surprised, "Thank you for your concern, Grand Elder, I'm already better."

"I heard from Ye girl that you took her personal belongings," the Grand Elder asked again, "Is that true?"

"No."

"Yes."

Two voices almost simultaneously sounded, one indifferent and the other urgent.

"I can testify," Luo Lingjun continued coldly, "Muqian did indeed take Wanying's things. I originally gave her three days to return them, but she refused, so I thought..."

A mocking smile appeared on Jun Muqian's lips.

Here we go again, she really didn't understand what deep-seated grudge Luo Lingjun had against her.

Seeing that smile, Luo Lingjun's throat tightened, for some reason, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

The words he was about to say were suppressed back.

But the Grand Elder said, "Continue."