After awakening, the female supporting role in the sadistic novel only wants to ascend

Chapter 537 Shut up

Ning Wengui also noticed the hostility of these people towards Lin Zhao. He frowned and was about to say something, but Lin Zhao had already pressed his shoulder and shook his head: "We will go to the ancient tomb together in seven days to buy things together."

Seeing that Lin Zhao was sensible, Mo Xiuhan's expression improved a little, but he still didn't look happy towards Lin Zhao.

It was a woman who was at the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Stage next to Ning Wengui who stepped forward and explained the reason to her: "Senior Brother Mo and his sister both like Senior Brother Wengui very much. Senior Brother Wengui likes you, so they are jealous of you. You don't have to pay attention to them."

Lin Zhao subconsciously glanced at Mo Xiuhan a few times. If she was not mistaken, Mo Xiuhan was indeed a man.

"In the world of cultivation, strength is respected. When forming a Taoist partner, there is no distinction between humans and animals, let alone men and women," said the woman nearby.

Lin Zhao: "..."

She looked at Ning Wengui meaningfully, then gave him a thumbs up.

Lin Zhao asked herself that she also had a lot of peach blossoms around her, but was it like Ning Wengui...

Lin Zhao thought about it and still felt inferior.

Ning Wengui was somewhat helpless about this. Seeing that Lin Zhao was actually teasing him about this, he couldn't help but glare at her fiercely.

Lin Zhao was glared at and shrugged helplessly.

The way they exchanged glances made Mo Xiuhan and his sister Mo Xiuya, who had reached the great perfection of the Spirit Transformation Stage, grit their teeth.

Since Ning Wengui came to the Immortal Gate, he has been gentle and considerate to everyone and has never been angry with anyone.

But just like everyone else, the people of Xianmen have never seen a second expression on such an elegant and beautiful genius like Ning Wengui. It is no exaggeration to say that his gentleness and elegance are a mask that never falls off. But the appearance of Lin Zhao makes Ning Wengui show different expressions again and again.

They could see the meaning of this without even thinking about it.

It would be fine if he simply snatched away their sect’s spot to go to the ancient tomb, but he actually wanted to snatch away their sect’s future leader?

Mo Xiuhan took out a spiritual boat from his sleeve, injected spiritual energy into it, and enlarged the spiritual boat: "Let's go by boat."

When Lin Zhao saw this luxurious spiritual boat that could accommodate dozens of people for rest, he thought that the immortal sect was very wealthy as they could ride on spiritual tools instead of flying swords.

I wonder how much such a large spiritual weapon would cost?

Lin Zhao followed him onto the spirit boat. After the spirit boat set sail, he noticed that every corner of the spirit boat was made of rare spirit gold. Even though Lin Zhao was not a weapon refiner, he could feel how wealthy Mo Xiuhan was.

A voice behind him sounded faintly: "Are you envious?"

Lin Zhao nodded.

Although she had money, as an alchemist and talisman master, no amount of money was enough for her to spend. Moreover, Lin Zhao seldom sold the things she made, so in most cases Lin Zhao spent more than she earned.

"If you tell me what Senior Brother Wengui likes, I can give you this spiritual boat."

Lin Zhao almost nodded.

Fortunately, the last bit of reason and conscience restrained her actions.

After all, it's not that she can't afford it, she just thinks it's too expensive and unnecessary.

She turned around and saw a woman who looked 40% like Mo Xiuhan, and realized that this was Mo Xiuhan's sister.

"That's not necessary." Lin Zhao thought for a while and said hypocritically, "A gentleman loves money, but he gets it in a proper way."

Mo Xiuya crossed his arms over his chest, sneered when he heard her words, walked to her side, leaned against the railing of the spirit boat, and looked down at the mountains and rivers below.

"My brother and I both like to ask Senior Brother Gui."

Lin Zhao looked at her nose and her heart, without speaking a word

"We always thought that people like him only cared about the truth and not love, until he mentioned you."

Lin Zhao said nothing.

Mo Xiuya suddenly sighed: "You are excellent, my brother and I both admit it, but my brother and I's obsession cannot be eliminated overnight. I hope you won't let us down, otherwise..."

There was a moment of murderous intent in Mo Xiuya's eyes as he looked at her.

After she left, Lin Zhao's aura turned into a chair, and she fell on it and began to enjoy the sunbath.

Suddenly, a laugh came from behind.

"I don't know whether you are strong enough to not be afraid of those two lunatics from the Mo family, or whether you are insane enough to notice that those two lunatics will really kill you when they get the chance."

The young man in white also transformed into a chair and lay down beside her.

Lin Zhao asked lazily: "How about the former, and how about the latter?"

The young man said, "I admire your character. My name is Zhou Mingyang, the second prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the second disciple of the head of Tingtian Sect. If those two brothers and sisters pick on you, you can come to me. My fees are very cheap."

Lin Zhao was speechless for a moment, then asked, "You are a prince, a disciple of the head sect, and you are still short of money?"

"I don't lack it, but who would complain about having too much money? If it weren't for the fact that you look a bit like the goddess in my mind, and even your name is exactly the same, I wouldn't have given you this opportunity."

Lin Zhao rubbed his temple and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

But this man was obviously not someone who would keep quiet just because Lin Zhao ignored him. He quickly found new topics to talk about.

"But you have a way of maintaining your youth. You are thousands of years old but still look like you are sixteen or seventeen years old. Mo Xiuya and Tian Mengyao are not as good as you in this aspect."

After he finished speaking, he smacked his lips, as if he was yearning for something: "But the goddess in my mind is different. She is a nineteen-year-old incarnation of a god. I think she must have achieved golden elixir at the age of sixteen. She doesn't need the anti-aging pill to maintain the appearance of sixteen or seventeen years old."

Lin Zhao's head hurt because of his noise. She held an eighth-level silent note in her hand, but after thinking that the eighth-level talisman paper was quite expensive, she decided not to use it on him.

"Once the passage is stable, I will go and see the glory of my goddess, the Zuhuang Emperor." Zhou Mingyang put his hands behind his head and raised his long legs: "Tell me, is it possible that the Zuhuang Emperor would be interested in my face?"

Lin Zhao: “…” I just despise your mouth.

Zhou Mingyang talked for a long time, but Lin Zhao ignored him, which made him a little dissatisfied. "Why are you the same as Ning Wengui? If you two really become Taoist couples, wouldn't you be two taciturn people?"

Lin Zhao said: "I don't need your chance, and Emperor Zuhuang is not short of men either, so put these two thoughts aside and shut up."

Zhou Mingyang was silent for a while. Lin Zhao thought that her words might have been too discouraging to him and was about to reflect on herself, but this guy slapped her on the shoulder.

"What you said makes sense! But I think if I can advance to the next level and ask for a position as a servant, I still have a good chance with my face."

Lin Zhao: "..."

She stood up, summoned the Holy Dragon Emperor's Spear, and transformed it into a dagger: "You are right, now I will destroy your face and leave you no chance."

When Zhou Mingyang saw that she was serious, he let out a strange cry and ran away.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao snorted coldly, retracted the dagger, and continued to lie back in the chair, enjoying his rare rest time.

The girl with the bun over there was drawing talismans. She saw Zhou Mingyang come in with his face covered and listened to him chattering about Lin Zhao outside, but she didn't say a word.

Zhou Mingyang talked for a long time, but when he saw that the other party didn't reply to him, he became dissatisfied and walked up to the person and asked, "What's wrong? Why don't you say anything?"

Tian Mengyao, the female cultivator with a ball-shaped hairdo, put a mute note on his mouth.

"I wonder why Lin Zhao didn't actually destroy your face?"