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31 Leng Qingyan’s scheme! Jiang Chuan’s fifth personality!

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the simulation has ended

The scene stopped abruptly.

It was an announcement that the life simulation regarding the survival of the Mystical Sect after Wu Zhen was entrusted with the task had officially ended.

This time, although the process was not satisfactory, many personal disciples left the sect one after another.

Later on, countless enemies attacked the mountain gate and the battle was also very tragic.

However, the result was still good.

There was no doubt that after the departure of several direct disciples, it would be difficult for the Mystical Sect to return to their glory after this battle.

But no matter what, it was still preserved.

Of course.

Right now, Leng Qingyan really didn't have any extra energy to feel any emotions for this hard-won ending.

Jiang Chuan's white jade palm slammed down.

She fell into an indescribable shock.

Even when the entire life simulation was over, he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Jiang Chuan…

Leng Qingyan's mind was filled with Jiang Chuan's figure.

The terrifying power of a palm that could destroy tens of thousands of cultivators.

A sword that wiped out a sect's terrifying heroic bearing.

There was also the magical rain that could kill people and bones.

One scene after another impacted Leng Qingyan's understanding of this world.

It constantly refreshed her definition of the word 'strong'.

Jiang Chuan was too powerful!

It was so powerful that it was incomprehensible!

It was so powerful that Leng Qing Yan didn't even dare to imagine it!

"Such a person is actually my disciple?”

"Every time he saw me, he would respectfully call me…Master?”

The more Leng Qingyan thought about it, the more incredulous she felt.

He even called me…Master?

When Leng Qingyan's thoughts reached this point, she suddenly felt ashamed of herself.

Compared to Jiang Chuan, all the other disciples paled in comparison.

Even he was far from it.

"What kind of virtue and ability do I have?"

Thinking of this, Leng Qingyan couldn't help but cover her face and sigh,""Previously, I also said that Jiang Chuan was unrestrained and gave up on himself.”

" Who would have thought that his future would be something that even I and all the living beings here would have to look up to…"

Then, she couldn't help but think, What would it be like if Jiang Chuan became the sect master?”

Thinking of this, Leng Qingyan's heart thumped.

She began to want to see Jiang Chuan's real life!

"The Jiang Chuan I've seen so far is definitely just the tip of the iceberg! He must have a big secret that no one knew about, and he was hiding it from everyone!”

Leng Qingyan muttered to herself as she subconsciously looked at the System Interface.

[Current number of simulations: X0]

Sims will reset after 10 days

"What a pity. If I want to continue the simulation, it will already be ten days later.”

Her hopes were dashed, and she was a little discouraged."Moreover, the specific target of the simulation cannot be randomly chosen.”

"Every time, the system will only give you two options.”

"Even if we wait for ten days and the number of simulations to reset, Jiang Chuan might not have an option.”

Thinking of this.

Leng Qingyan couldn't help but reveal a disappointed expression as she sighed.

She knew that Jiang Chuan's future would not be simple, but she could not start simulating his life directly.

This feeling of guarding the treasure vault, knowing that there were mountains of gold and silver inside, but not being able to find the key for the time being.

This made Leng Qingyan feel extremely uncomfortable.

In between his thoughts, there was a feeling of depression that could not be relaxed.

He turned his head and his gaze seemed to be able to pierce through the void as he looked at the ninth summit where Jiang Chuan was.

Leng Qingyan's beautiful face unconsciously wrinkled.

The number one female devil of Eastern Xuan Region, who had struck fear into everyone's hearts, actually revealed a rare expression that only a little girl would reveal in spite of herself.

"Jiang Chuan, I will definitely dig out your secret!”

Leng Qingyan pursed her lips and frowned as if she was secretly swearing.

If there were outsiders present at this moment, they would definitely be surprised to see her like this.

"Right!"

Suddenly.

Just as Leng Qing Yan retracted her gaze, she caught a glimpse of the Seventh Peak beside the Ninth Peak.

The feeling of a flash of inspiration in her thoughts made her delicate body tremble unconsciously, and the light in her eyes expanded by three inches.

"It must have been because I was too shocked before that I remembered such an important thing!”

"Jiang Chuan, every time you attack, it's because of my seventh disciple, Diwu Qinghan!”

As her thoughts continued, Leng Qingyan's eyes became brighter and brighter, and her breathing became more and more rapid,"

"Moreover, in this simulation, Diwu Qinghan seems to have known about Jiang Chuan's background even earlier!”

At the same time.

She couldn't help but have a guess in her heart."Even if I can't directly simulate Jiang Chuan's life.”

"Perhaps, when I see Diwu Qinghan's life, I will be able to see the real Jiang Chuan!”

For a moment, new ideas came to her mind one after another.

"Before this, I thought that Diwu Qinghan might not be able to shoulder the responsibility of the sect.”

"But now, if Diwu Qinghan becomes the sect master, will Jiang Chuan still leave?”

"If Jiang Chuan doesn't leave…then our Mystical Sect can continue to exist! More than ever!"

In an instant, Leng Qingyan's eyes flashed wildly, and the corners of her mouth curled up crazily, revealing an extremely excited smile.

"Then, if Diwu Qinghan and Jiang Chuan become Dao partners, won't we be able to completely bind Jiang Chuan?!”

……

……

At the same time.

Outside the Mystical Sect.

In the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

A blurry figure that was as fast as lightning and was difficult for ordinary cultivators to see with their naked eyes was rushing toward the Mystical Sect.

Whoosh--

The figure flashed past quickly, followed by a gust of wind.

Bang!

After a dozen breaths of time, the figure suddenly appeared.

Only then did the strong wind that was stirred up by his high-speed movement catch up with him.

The grass and trees he passed by were blown low and stuck to the ground.

There were even many trees and flowers that were uprooted by the strong wind and floated into the air.

"Hiss, where did the evil wind come from tonight? It's actually so terrifying?"

Many of them chose the outer area of the Hundred Thousand Mountains to train their Mystical Sect disciples.

The clothes on his body were blown by the sudden gust of wind and stuck to his body, making fluttering sounds.

Many of them even lowered their bodies and lowered their center of gravity. They even needed to circulate their cultivation techniques to not be pushed away by the wind.

The black shadow that had just entered, Jiang Chuan, had already returned to the Ninth Peak's main residence and changed into ordinary clothes.

The Green Lotus Core Flame burned the robe that he wore when he killed the person clean.

Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.

"Phew-"

"Tonight was really a close call!" Jiang Chuan wiped his sweat and said with lingering fear,"I didn't expect Daoist Hemu to play dirty. He even made a talisman that can lock one's whereabouts.”

Following that, he thanked the fifth personality of the court,""Fortunately, there was a senior who taught me how to escape. Jiang Chuan hereby thanks Senior!"

" There's no need to thank me," the fifth personality said calmly." We were born from the same body. I'm just your personality."”

When Jiang Chuan heard this, his heart stirred. He said,"Junior still doesn't know Senior's name.”

The fifth personality paused and slowly spat out two words,""Wang Lin."

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