<h4>Chapter 2387: This Is a Good Idea. It’s Perfect!</h4>


    “Yi Liang can pretend to be a disciple of the Yinyang Sect after he puts on that guy’s clothes. This is a good idea. It’s perfect!” the little fox triumphantly said.


    Ning Shu lightly replied, “That disciple is half a head taller than Yi Liang. His body is also bigger than Yi Liang’s. What would he look like in that disciple’s uniform?”


    “It doesn’t matter. I can cast illusions to make Yi Liang feel that his clothes are very fitting?” the little fox said seriously.


    Ning Shu: …


    Wasn’t that just self-deception?


    “I’ll go out first and find a disciple with a simr physique to Yi Liang, then I’ll find a way to get the clothes,” Ning Shu said.


    Yi Liang said to Ning Shu, “Be careful.”


    It was almost evening by the time Meng Xu brought some food for Yi Liang.


    As soon as Meng Xu opened the door, Ning Shu rushed out the door.


    “This…” Meng Xu put down the meal and was about to chase after Ning Shu.


    Yi Liang held Meng Xu back. “She’s just a little bored, let her go out and run.”


    “She might be beaten to death and cooked.” Meng Xu frowned, but the little beast was already out of sight, and Meng Xu couldn’t be bothered to care. If it was really beaten to death, it deserved it.


    Meng Xu’s heart was actually a little anxious. When would it be his turn to have a cultivation furnace made?


    It was very difficult to make a furnace. If they didn’t pay careful attention, the woman would die.


    Who knew how many people were waiting ahead of him in line?


    It’d be a while before it was his turn.


    Meng Xu couldn’t care less about that beast, who looked like a dog but not really, and told Yi Liang gently, “You should eat something.”


    “Thank you.” Well, Yi Liang had no choice but to wait here, anyway.


    Meng Xu casually asked Yi Liang, “What kind of spiritual roots do you have?”


    Although Meng Xu’s expression was very casual, he was actually very concerned about this.


    If she indeed had a spiritual root, then Meng Xue really struck gold. Everyone in the sect was working hard to have a cultivation furnace with spiritual roots by looking for spiritual roots among the ordinary people.


    Some took the risk and straight up kidnapped some female disciples from other sects.


    Those arrogant female disciples of the sect just ended up bing cultivation furnaces that


    anyone could ride when they arrived in the Yinyang Sect.


    The Yinyang Sect was said to be the sect that all cultivating women abhorred.


    In addition to looking for women with spiritual roots, they also looked for women who were uniquely suitable to be cultivation furnaces, such as women born at special times.


    Yi Liang, as he heard Meng Xu asking about his spiritual roots, observed that Meng Xu seemed to be filled with anticipation. He thought for a moment and said, “I have five spiritual roots.”


    Meng Xu was disappointed for a bit. As it turned out, the girl had mixed spiritual roots, but something was still better than nothing.


    Although it was the five spiritual roots, which meant that the speed of cultivation would be slow, the physique would still be better and more durable than an ordinary woman’s physique.


    Meng Xu’s attitude towards Yi Liang instantly became much better. He even personally went to get more food for Yi Liang.


    Yi Liang was worried about Ning Shu, but he still had to deal with Meng Xu patiently.


    On the other side, Ning Shu, who had left the room, had started walking around. Every time she passed a room, Ning Shu would hear strange noises.


    There were also some who had no scruples whatsoever and just directly did it in public. Everywhere she looked there was someone pa-pa-pa-ing. It was simply unsightly.


    However, these disciples didn’t have any sense of shame at all. They all triumphantly smiled andpared the faces and figures of the cultivation furnaces under them with each other.


    What kind of ce was this? This ce waspletely deranged.


    It was devoid of any normal morals.


    These women felt neither joy nor pain, and they had neither thoughts nor feelings of their own.


    They were essentially walking corpses in all but name.


    It was abominable.


    Ning Shu felt that her eyes and ears were being scarred. Her eyes felt like they were turning blind and her ears deaf.


    Ning Shu strolled around the Yinyang Sect with her tail tucked between her legs. She always stuck near walls and hid whenever there were people.


    Ning Shu’s figure wasn’t conspicuous, though. Even if someone saw her, they wouldn’t care about a dirty beast roaming about.


    <i>MTL Editor: Ran</i>