The days are calm and slip by quietly.

After several days of contact, Yang Que gradually understood the habits of some fairies. When he was bored, he would say something and make jokes with them, which was quite interesting.

Early this morning, Yang Que was cleaning the prison room while thinking about practicing, but a hustle and bustle suddenly came from outside the prison gate, carrying the words of the guards to please.

A three-eyed scholar stood in the prison, holding a dilapidated book with relish to read. At this time, he heard the noise outside, and his face changed slightly, saying, "The person who sent the spiritual water is here."

"Whoever sends spiritual water?" Yang Que was slightly stunned, stopped the work in his hand, and looked at him strangely, "I heard that spiritual water can relieve your pain. Don't you always want to drink it? Why do you seem very unhappy now?"

The scholar sneered, and a sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Friend Taoist, you think too simple. If you want to drink a sip of spiritual water, you have to pay a certain price. Over the years, that person has not known how many treasures he has plundered from us, but he is still not satisfied..."

When Yang Que was about to ask a few more questions, an arrogant shout suddenly came from the door: "That little servant, why don't you get out quickly!"

Seeing that Yang Que frowned slightly, he refused to leave, and sighed and kindly reminded: "Friend Taoist, you should go out quickly. This person's cultivation is much higher than yours, so don't offend him easily."

In the past few days, Yang Que came to talk to him when he had nothing to do. He was kind and had no airs, which made him feel good, so he didn't want to see the boy be humiliated for a while.

Yang Que knew that he was in Pingyang now and no one could beat him. He would naturally not cause trouble when he could not cause trouble. He nodded, closed the prison door, and walked out calmly.

"Little servant, I've called you for a long time. I've just come out now. Are you deaf?" As soon as Yang Quefang left the cell, he was surrounded by the young man in black like a star guarding the moon. He immediately stared at him and started to scold him.

Yang Que glanced at him lightly, and his memory came to his mind: Zhang Shaobai, a disciple of Jiang Wuji, who has reached the fifth level of spiritual enlightenment, is the most likely person to become a personal disciple in this year's annual examination.

Wan Gufeng has always been in a quarrel with Gui Xiaofeng, and has been fighting openly and secretly for many years. The disciples on both sides often fight, sarcastically and constantly rubbing each other. Now that we know that Gui Xiaofeng's original personal disciple Yang Que was driven here to work as a choreographer, Zhang Shaobai happened to be here to deliver Lingshui, so he naturally had to humiliate him.

Although Yang Que is still in charge of his personal disciple, his strength no longer exists, and no one will stand up for him, so Zhang Shaobai will naturally not be afraid.

"Why, my ears are really deaf?" Zhang Shaobai saw that he didn't reply, and his sarcasm on his face became even stronger: "The meridians are disabled and I can't practice anymore. I was originally a waste, but now my ears are deaf again. What's the use of living? It's better to die."

Yang Que's face looked calm, as if he was deaf, but no one noticed that in his eyes, two golden lights suddenly appeared, flashing and fleeting.

"Yang Que, don't pretend to be stupid for me. Aren't you very powerful at that time? You didn't bother to pay attention to me when I talked to you. Now, why don't you dare to say anything? Tell you, you are not even as good as a dog now. Do you dare to bark when you encounter insults? Do you dare to bark? If you return a man, just scream and let everyone listen?" Thinking that the person who was humiliating was a real personal disciple of Gui Xiaofeng, and he was a former genius, Zhang Shaobai became more excited.

Those disciples guarding the cell had received a warning from Zhou Meiqi. Although they did not dare to offend Yang Que at will, they actually felt extremely despised. Seeing Zhang Shaobai humiliating him like this, he didn't even dare to say anything, and he immediately became even more despised.

"This kid is so cowardly. Senior Brother Zhang scolds him like this, and he doesn't dare to say anything."

"That seems that he has become a waste, not even a dog."

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Listening to Zhang Shaobai's intentional harshness and insults and feeling the contemptuous and ridiculous gazes of the disciples, Yang Que slowly clenched his fists, and a coldness flashed in his eyes that had never been seen in his previous life.

He turned around and went straight into the cell.

"Stop! Who asked you to go in?" Zhang Shaobai was furious when he saw him ignoring him. He chased him into the cell and was about to grab him.

Yang Que flashed away and glanced at him: "What? Want to steal my work?"

Zhang Shaobai was stunned when he heard this, then sneered, withdrew his palm, and said, "You are a mate, who is also enjoyable. Don't worry, I don't have any interest in you lowly life, but I want to go in and send spiritual water now, and I don't want to see a waste swaying in front of you. You can go out first, and after I finish your work, you come in and continue your dirty and humble work."

Yang Que shook his head and said, "You can go out first, and after I finish you, you come in and continue your despicable and vulgar work."

"You are looking for death!" Zhang Shaobai's eyes cold, and he didn't expect that he would suddenly dare to retaliate.

The reason why Yang Que didn't say anything just now was that he disdained because he didn't take such a clown seriously at all. Now that he had entered the cell and felt the hostility of the fairies suddenly gathered up to treat Zhang Shaobai, he couldn't help but speak.

Anyway, it is clearly recorded in my memory that fellow disciples are strictly prohibited from fighting privately. Only after signing a life-and-death contract on the Luogu Peak Life and Death Platform can they fight life-and-death battle, so he is not afraid. And although his cultivation has declined, he at least has the identity of a personal disciple. As an ordinary disciple, Zhang Shaobai has no qualifications or identity to take action at all.

"If your head is stuck in a crack in the door, you are not afraid of me complaining to the law enforcement elder, you can beat me up." Thinking of this, Yang Que became even more afraid.

"You..." Zhang Shaobai was extremely angry and thought of this sect rule. He clenched his fists, but did not dare to take action.

"Then I won't be with you anymore. You can stand here and be frustrated slowly." An obvious mockery appeared on the corner of Yang Que's mouth. He took the broom, turned around and continued to clean the remaining prison room.

Zhang Shaobai's face changed and looked at him gloomy for a while. After thinking about it, he took out a bamboo tube from the storage bag and walked towards a prison room with ease.

"Pig Demon, have you agreed to the conditions I told you last time? The wolf demon and the snake demon both drank a full sip of spiritual water last time. Now they are in good condition. Look at you, you look like you are about to die. If you can't bring out your treasures for me today, you can't drink this spiritual water." Zhang Shaobai suppressed the words of the pig demon so low that Yang Que, who was cleaned up the prison, could hear it clearly.

Since his body was transformed by the small tripod, Yang Que's ears have become more than a hundred times more sensitive. Even if the cell is closed tightly, he can clearly hear every word the guards outside, let alone the inside of the prison.

"It turns out that he is using the spiritual water in his hand to ask for treasures and rewards from these fairies. If he doesn't agree to him, he will not give them spiritual water. Anyway, these fairies will not die for a while, and at most it will be even more painful." Yang Que finally understood what the three-eyed scholar said and why these fairies hated Zhang Shaobai so much.

These fairies have been imprisoned in this dark place for many years, and their bodies have been planted with yin energy. If they cannot see a trace of sunshine, their magic power cannot be condensed, and their bodies will only become more and more painful. If there is no spiritual water to relieve it, it will be even more difficult.

Most fairies will exchange some useless treasures for exchange. Anyway, they are imprisoned here and cannot be found. It is still a problem. It is useless to ask for those treasures, so it is better to exchange them for some benefits.

The Ghost Sect captured them and locked them up here. In addition to using their other uses, they were to let them spit out the treasures hidden in their bodies one by one.

Zhang Shaobai secretly received the order of Jiang Wuji and the sect leader to use spiritual water to blackmail the treasures, so he naturally was not afraid of others knowing it.

"Snake Spirit, do you still want to drink a sip of spiritual water? Then exchange it for a treasure..." Zhang Shaobai threatened and tempted each other in prison, but he gained little, and he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Yang Que listened for a while and was about to go to the nine-tailed fox to clean the prison room, Zhang Shaobai also walked in and smiled at the girl in white and said, "Beautiful girl, half a month has come, have you figured it out? If you want to drink spiritual water, I don't want your treasure. You just need to take off your clothes and serve me. I feel comfortable, and you are comfortable too. Why not do it? Do you think so?"

"Get out!" The girl sat quietly in the corner, staring blankly at the other side, without looking at him, and only a word popped out of her mouth.

"Hmph! Don't worry, my mother's toast, I'm fined to drink! My patience is limited!" Zhang Shaobai only received two very bad treasures today, and was in a bad mood. When he saw the girl not agreeing, he suddenly became even more angry.

He stared at the girl with a gloomy face for a while, and his eyes suddenly turned to the straight breasts on the girl's chest. He stayed on the peak for a while, smiled with a covetous smile, and said sinisterly: "Okay, then I will give you another three days. If you still disagree, don't blame me for using force! You lose all your magic power. If I do something, I will play you as much as I want. You have already thought about it." After that, he sneered, turned around and left the prison room, and started to go to the next prison room to threaten it.

The girl raised her cheeks, and a decisive look suddenly flashed in her clear eyes.
Chapter completed!