So what if I'm useless? I'll become a saint!

Leixiao Sect, surrounded by clouds and mist, stands majestically above the vast land.

Lei Tingyi, the sect's young master, returned seriously injured three days ago, with a strange and unpredictable evil spirit in his body.

Sect leader Lei Ming, who is also Lei Tingyi's father, has an aura of majesty without even being angry. Eager to save his son, he specially found a place with abundant spiritual energy in the back mountain and set up many restrictions as a place for Lei Tingyi to retreat and purify the evil spirit.

At this moment, in the retreat place in the back mountain, Lei Tingyi has closed his eyes and concentrated, with a faint lightning light surrounding his body, and he is fighting the evil spirit in his body with all his strength.

In the front hall of the sect, Uncle Zhong looked solemn and worried as he looked at Lei Ming.

"Master, the young master has taken special care of the girl from the Ling family. According to investigation, she has not colluded with the devil cultivators. Should we give her some help?"

Hearing this, Lei Ming tapped the armrest with his fingers, pondered for a moment, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Oh? You said that girl has no spiritual roots, but she can challenge a Jindan-stage cultivator by relying on the body-tempering technique? This is quite interesting. No wonder she is the one this kid is protecting."

A hint of approval flashed in his eyes, and then he said seriously.

"How about this, you select two loyal and reliable mid-Nascent Soul disciples to secretly protect her. But... remember, don't intervene easily unless it's a critical moment. Since that girl is on the path of body tempering, actual combat is undoubtedly the best training for her."

When Uncle Zhong heard this, he was startled and quickly bowed in response.

"Yes, Master! I will do it immediately and will not let you down!"

After saying this, he left in a hurry, secretly thinking in his heart how to properly arrange the matter.

Lei Ming looked at Uncle Zhong's departing back, with a complex light flashing in his eyes. In his heart, he had expectations for his son and curiosity about the girl from the Ling family.

He knew very well that Lei Tingyi's persistence might be an indispensable part of his growth.

As for the girl from the Ling family, she could show such amazing potential without any spiritual roots. There must be something extraordinary behind her.

After Uncle Zhong's figure completely disappeared from his sight, Lei Ming's gaze pierced through the layers of clouds and mist and headed in the direction where Lei Tingyi was in seclusion.

He spoke calmly, his voice was light but it carried unquestionable majesty.

"Just rest assured and retreat. The girl from the Ling family will not die."

Inside the stone cave, Lei Tingyi heard his father's voice. He slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, mobilized his spiritual power again, and devoted himself to cultivation.

Lei Ming felt the fluctuations of spiritual power coming from the stone cave, and knowing that his son had started practicing again, he smiled with satisfaction.

Then, he made a hand gesture, and with a flash of his body, he disappeared from the spot, leaving only a faint flash of lightning flickering in the air.

As Lin Zhiyao's gentle and blurry figure completely disappeared in the flying peach blossoms, Ling Jiuan slowly opened his eyes, as if waking up from a long dream.

She looked around and saw the flickering firelight in the cave, reflecting a warm and peaceful scene.

Chen Yan leaned on the stone opposite with his head slightly lowered. He was obviously extremely tired and was dozing off. His breathing was even and steady.

A warm feeling surged in Jiuan's heart. She stepped down quietly from the simple bed that Chen Yan had carefully built for her, taking every step carefully, for fear of disturbing the guardian's sleep.

She gently picked up the cloak on her body, and the soft touch made her heart warm. This was Chen Yan using his cloak to keep her warm.

She gently put the cloak on Chen Yan, her movements full of gratitude and care.

Chen Yan seemed to feel this warmth in his sleep. He smacked his lips, a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he fell into a deep sleep. Even in his dreams he felt at peace.

Ling Jiuan looked at this scene with mixed feelings, feeling both funny and warm.

Chen Yan's background meant that his youth would be carefree.

She shook her head gently, with a helpless smile on her lips, then returned to her seat and sat down.

She slowly took out the Akabane sword that carried her mother's last will from her bosom. The sword body flickered with a faint light under the reflection of the fire, containing endless stories and power.

At the moment she grasped the Akabane Sword, several martial arts books seemed to have traveled through time and space and flooded into her mind all at once - sword techniques, spear techniques, boxing techniques, and even the mental techniques that could be practiced after exchanging blood for golden elixir, all included.

To Jiuan's surprise, Lin Zhiyao seemed to have really calculated everything and left such precious treasure for her daughter whom she had never met.

However, this unexpected surprise made Jiuan couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile.

She secretly sighed in her heart.

"It's a pity that Lin Zhiyao didn't expect that her biological daughter would not live to see the day of opportunity, but it was a good thing for a soul from another world like me."

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look up at the top of the cave, her eyes filled with gratitude and a hint of barely perceptible sadness.

This sadness is for Lin Zhiyao and also for the original owner.

Ling Jiuan sorted out his thoughts and decided to transform this sudden surprise into real strength first.

After all, she occupied this body, so she still had to do something for the original owner of this body.

She knew very well that her Sword Drawing and Heaven Slashing Art had not yet been cultivated to the ninth level. This was her foundation and the power she trusted most, so she did not plan to rush into practicing other sword techniques to avoid distracting her attention.

As for the shooting skill, although it is equally attractive, she currently has no suitable weapon, so there is naturally no way to practice the shooting skill.

After much thought, she decided to practice boxing first.

Boxing can not only directly improve her melee ability, but also complement her skill "Body Tempering" to further improve her physical fitness. This is undoubtedly the most convenient and practical choice.

Thinking of this, Ling Jiuan stood up and walked to the cave entrance quietly.

She took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air and breeze outside the cave, and an inexplicable sense of pride surged in her heart.

No matter what the road ahead holds, she must become stronger, for the sake of those who care about her and for herself.

So, she began to practice each move according to the boxing mantras that emerged in her mind.

Her movements were a little awkward at first, but as time went on, she gradually found the rhythm and the feel.

Her fists drew sharp tracks in the air, accompanied by low whistling sounds, and it seemed that even the air was torn apart by the wind from her fists.

Chen Yan seemed to be awakened from his sleep by this sudden momentum, and he opened his hazy eyes.

I saw a figure sweating at the entrance of the cave, and each punch was full of power and momentum.

Ling Jiuan is glowing like this.