Die Wuyan continued, "Fellow Daoist Ye is humble. Wu Yaokong, a genius from the Wu family who has been released for thousands of years, has been resurrected by you. Is this a little bit? To be honest, as long as Fellow Daoist Ye can help me resurrect someone, the conditions will be available!"

Ye Ning was not enthusiastic about the study of the Supreme Blood Soul Path. Perhaps because he came from another world, he regarded cause and effect more seriously than the local monks of Qingluo Da 6. Things like this that resurrected people who have been dead for many years will definitely be affected by a lot of cause and effect, and it is still possible to avoid it.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I'll disappoint fellow Taoist. Ye can resurrect Wu Yaokong, and the luck is too great. If Ye comes again, most of them will fail."

After hearing this, Die Wuyan's face turned pale, and her body shook, looking depressed. It seemed that the person he was about to resurrect was extremely important to him. After a moment, he actually "punched" and knelt in front of Ye Ning, hugged his legs, and begged: "Fellow Daoist Ye, please help."

After saying that, he buried his head deep between his knees.

Only the extremely thin shoulder blades were twitching slightly.

He cried!

For a moment, Ye Ning was at a loss. Xue Yilan was a woman after all. Although she spoke ruthlessly, her heart was soft. She hurriedly grabbed Die Wuyan and said, "Get up first, Brother Ye is not a ruthless person, everything is easy to say."

Die Wuyan was extremely excited and said repeatedly: "Please Fellow Daoist Ye, please Fellow Daoist Ye!"

At this moment, his face was filled with tears. Perhaps the excessive amount of rouge and water powder was washed away, which made him show an exquisite face, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, without any charm, and as pure as a green lotus.

Inexplicably, Ye Ning saw a trace of weakness on Die Wuyan's face, which reminded him of Han Wan who had made friends in Lianyun Mountain, and felt a little melancholy in his heart. After a moment, Ye Ning said: "Although the Supreme Blood Soul Dao ranks seventh among the thirty-six supreme paths, it is not a 100% resurrection technique. Even if Ye promises to help, he will not guarantee anything."

Die Wuyan smiled after hearing this. It seemed as if spring was in full bloom, and the entire Luoyang Valley had a little more spring scenery.

He wiped away his tears and said excitedly: "That's great! Thank you Fellow Daoist Ye."

Ye Ning knew that Die Wuyan must be a person full of stories. After taking off the mask of hypocrisy, he was so simple, like a child who was dissonant in the world. Without thinking too much, Ye Ning said: "Who is the person you want to resurrect? Although the Supreme Blood Soul Path is powerful, it cannot be resurrected out of thin air. At least one drop of essence and blood from this person!"

"Yes!" Die Wuyan said happily: "I still preserve a drop of essence and blood left by my master!"

"So, what you want to resurrect is your master?" Xue Yilan said: "Do you meet someone who respects teachers and Taoism? Brother Ye, you should help no matter what."

Die Wuyan said: "Fellow Daoist Ye, please! As long as you can resurrect Master, I am willing to imitate Daoist Chu and join the Illusionized Sect!"

"Okay," Ye Ning said: "When it comes to this, Ye must do his best. However, Ye is not interested in you, a mid-stage saint cultivator, but rather value your pure filial piety. If Ye fails, there is naturally nothing to say; however, even if Ye is lucky enough to resurrect his respected teacher, he will not force fellow Taoists to join the Disillusionment Sect."

"No!" Die Wuyan said: "The grace of a drop of water should be repaid with a spring. Fellow Daoist Ye let go of his actions. No matter what the outcome is, Die will join the Disillusionment Sect and will never go back on his word!"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!