Demons Chat Group Makes Me Saint

Hearing that Han Yue's soul was going to give them benefits, Ning Xiaolei and Ao Xue'er instantly became excited.    

    

To be able to create Cold Moon Palace, Hanyue's cultivation must not be simple.    

    

The benefits she gave were definitely not simple.    

    

Under their astonished gazes, two streams of light shot into their minds.    

    

"Those are some insights which I gained from training in my previous life. If you all are able to gain insights, then you will definitely be able to reach a higher level in your training."    

    

Han Yue's soul calmly explained, before sighing. "Tianhai and I were unable to be together in the end, but I hope that the two of you can help us fulfill this wish of ours."    

    

Ning Xiaolei was stunned and looked at Ao Xue'er awkwardly.    

    

Of course, he wouldn't have any objections. As for whether Ao Xue'er was willing or not, that was up to her.    

    

However, because he already had Lin Yumeng and the other two girls, he felt somewhat guilty.    

    

Han Yue's soul was just a casual comment, he didn't ask for it.    

    

Ao Xue'er's eyes flickered. She glanced at Ning Xiaolei but didn't say anything.    

    

"I'm about to disperse, but it's a pity that this ghost aura that has been condensed by my will for so many years has disappeared with me for nothing."    

    

Looking at the two of them indifferently, Han Yue's soul suddenly said a few words in a soft voice.    

    

Ning Xiaolei's eyes immediately lit up as he hurriedly asked, "Senior Hanyue, do you mean that your soul, which contains the power of ghosts, can also be passed on?"    

    

Han Yue was slightly stunned. He looked at Ning Xiaolei in dissatisfaction and shook his head, "This is demonic energy, it's not suitable for you. Don't be too greedy."    

    

"Senior, you misunderstood me. It's not that. I was talking about her."    

    

Ning Xiaolei quickly waved his hands and with a thought, he released Qin Yu from the Demon Refining Pot.    

    

When Han Yue mentioned ghost aura, he immediately thought of Qin Yu, but he wasn't sure if he would be able to obtain her ghost aura.    

    

Since Hanyue was going to disappear, it would be a waste to waste it. It would be better to give it to Qin Yu.    

    

"Eh, a ghost cultivator?"    

    

Han Yue was slightly taken aback, but soon her eyes lit up as she saw through Qin Yu's true situation.    

    

Ning Xiaolei smiled and said, "Senior Hanyue, this is a friend of mine. He is absolutely reliable."    

    

"Forget it, seeing that you've helped Hai Yang and I fulfill our wish, I'll let this little demon down!"    

    

Han Yue nodded, and a ghostly aura burst out of her body, surging toward Qin Yu.    

    

Seeing this, Ning Xiaolei was a little worried. He wasn't afraid of ten thousand, just afraid that if something happened, the cold moon would snatch Qin Yu's body away.    

    

However, after thinking about it, he shook his head and rejected it. Based on his sincere feelings for Heaven's Edge Terrace Pavilion Master, Hanyue wasn't that kind of person.    

    

As the ghostly aura on Han Yue's body continued to enter Qin Yu's body, her aura grew stronger.    

    

In a split-second, Qin Yu broke into the Immortal Realm as a powerful aura emanated from her.    

    

However, everything wasn't over yet. Qin Yu's cultivation continued to rise.    

    

First Layer Middle Stage, late stage, and Double Late Stage. Within a short period of time, Qin Yu broke through to the third level of the Immortal Realm.    

    

Ning Xiaolei, Ao Xue'er, and Hanyue Palace Lord were all dumbfounded. This was way too easy!    

    

If only their cultivation could be raised in such a way.    

    

It was a pity that the three of them were either Demonic Cultivator or a cultivator and were not ghosts. They only had a bit of envy.    

    

"Phew, it's about time!"    

    

After a while, when Qin Yu's cultivation had reached the Immortal Realm Third Layer Late Stage, Han Yue finally stopped and heaved a long sigh.    

    

Because of the disappearance of the ghost aura, all that was left of her was a hazy shadow, as if she would disappear at any moment.    

    

"Brat, since you've obtained my ghastly aura and inheritance, you mustn't bring disaster to this world!"    

    

Han Yue looked at Qin Yu as she warned her.    

    

Qin Yu nodded her head vigorously and knelt on the ground. "Thank you, senior, for your kindness. Qin Yu, remember this well."    

    

"Un, alright. To be able to be friends with someone in the audition, I still have faith in him."    

    

Han Yue smiled and looked deeply at Ning Xiaolei.    

    

After that, a gust of wind blew past, and her body disappeared into thin air like smoke.