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

Ling Jiuan slowly opened his eyes, everything in front of him was blurry, and then his face was covered with a ball of fiery red fur, warm and soft.

She was stunned for a moment before she realized that the small fireball was her fox spirit Lingling.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Little guy, do you miss me? Come to think of it, you've been away from home for more than a month, you should miss me."

Lingling seemed to understand what she said. She licked her fingers excitedly and squeaked twice, full of joy.

After a while, Liuzhu and Liuying came in with food in their hands, their steps brisk.

Seeing Ling Jiuan wake up, their eyes were instantly filled with joy, and there was a hint of excitement in their voices.

"Master? Are you awake?"

Ling Jiuan nodded and tried to sit up, but he felt severe pain all over his body and couldn't help frowning.

"Is my bone broken? Logically speaking, I am a body-forging monk, and my body should have recovered long ago."

Liu Zhu looked at her, eyes full of helplessness and heartache, and explained softly.

"Master, Ling Jiuze is practicing evil spirit, which is a kind of evil martial arts. You were injured by him. Fortunately, you were not eroded by the evil spirit. You just feel some pain and need to rest for a while. You should thank God!"

As she spoke, she gently pressed Ling Jiuan's shoulder, motioning her to lie down and rest.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan frowned even more tightly, and a hint of doubt and uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

"Is that evil spirit really that evil?"

There was a hint of disbelief in her words, and she was obviously shocked by the power of the evil spirit.

How is Lei Tingyi?

Liuzhu and Liuying looked at each other and nodded helplessly, their eyes full of worry.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became heavy, with only Lingling squeaking beside her, as if trying to relieve the depression.

Liu Zhu sighed, his tone full of helplessness and worry.

"Master, the path of demon cultivation is originally based on killing and plundering, so this evil spirit is not only more domineering than the spiritual power of ordinary spiritual practitioners, but can also corrode people's hearts. If the evil spirit enters the body and is not dealt with in time, there will be endless troubles. It will slowly corrode people's minds like a poisonous snake, until they become demons who only know how to kill."

At this point, she paused, observing Ling Jiuan's expression. Seeing that she was listening attentively, she continued,

"Fortunately, this evil spirit has no effect on you, a physical cultivator. Your body has been tempered and is extremely tough, so this evil spirit cannot corrode your flesh. But even so, you still need to rest well so that your body can recover from the pain."

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan looked solemn. She had not expected that this evil spirit could be so overbearing that it could even corrode people's hearts.

She looked at Liu Zhu.

"Liu Zhu, don't worry, I will be careful and will not let this evil spirit get close to me."

If the evil spirit cannot corrode her, there will be many things she can do.

Liu Zhu was slightly shocked when he heard this.

She knew that her master had always been tenacious, and this injury would only make her more determined to practice.

"Master, rest assured and recuperate. We will always stay by your side and help you recover as soon as possible."

After saying that, she turned and walked to the table, picked up the bowl of steaming medicine, walked lightly to Ling Jiuan, and spoke gently.

"Master, drink this bowl of medicine first. It can help you relieve the pain and speed up your recovery."

Ling Jiuan looked at the medicine in Liuzhu's hand, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

She knew that Liuzhu and Liuying had been staying by her side and taking good care of her all these days.

This time, she was afraid that she might have implicated them.

She nodded, took the medicine and drank it all.

After she finished drinking the medicine, Liuying spoke softly.

"Master, the fourth lady has been waiting for you outside for a whole day and night."

After all, the fourth young lady is also the lady's flesh and blood.

Although they favor their current master in their hearts, they don't want anything to happen to Jiurong.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan frowned slightly and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"What is she waiting for me to do?"

There was a hint of coldness in her words, and it was obvious that she did not have much affection for this so-called "sister".

Liuying sighed softly, her tone full of helplessness and emotion.

"The fourth young lady is your biological sister. She has always believed that you killed the lady and has been cold to you. Now that the truth is out, she must be regretting and feeling guilty."

Having said this, she paused and observed Ling Jiuan's expression.

Ling Jiuan was silent for a moment, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes.

She knew that she had endured too much injustice and misunderstanding over the years, and because of this, many people hated her to the core.

And this fourth sister is one of them.

"Let her in."

Ling Jiuan finally spoke, with a hint of indifference in his voice.

She wanted to know what the fourth sister wanted to say, and also wanted to see if she really felt regret and guilt as Liuying said.

Upon hearing this, Liuying nodded slightly, turned and walked out of the room.

After a while, she came in with a woman in plain clothes.

The woman had a pretty face, but with a hint of melancholy and regret between her brows. She was the fourth daughter of the Ling family - Ling Jiurong.

Ling Jiurong looked at Ling Jiuan with a reserved expression, as if she was a child who had done something wrong.

"Are you...are you feeling better?"

Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of uneasiness and guilt.

Ling Jiuan looked at her with an expressionless face, as if he was looking at a stranger.

"Now, don't you wish I were dead?"

There was a hint of indifference and sarcasm in her words. In fact, she had long since given up any expectations of this former "relative".

Ling Jiurong waved her hands repeatedly, her eyes full of panic and regret.

"I...I...I..."

She stammered but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Today, she is filled with guilt and regret for her past.

Ling Jiuan just sighed when he saw her like this.

"Now that you know the truth, do you feel sorry for me?"

There was a hint of helplessness and sadness in her words.

She didn't care about Ling Jiurong's regret, but she still felt sorry for the original owner.

Ling Jiurong nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of tears.

"I'm sorry, I... I was really wrong. I shouldn't have treated you like that, shouldn't have believed other people's rumors, shouldn't have..."

There was a hint of tears in her words, and she was sobbing uncontrollably.

However, Ling Jiuan simply raised his hand to interrupt her.

"I heard it, but I'm not going to say it's okay."

Her voice was calm and indifferent.

"I said this when I just came back from the secret realm. If you regret it later, I will not forgive you. Because those pains and grievances cannot be erased with a simple 'I'm sorry'."

After saying that, she closed her eyes, as if to isolate herself from all the disturbances in the outside world.

Ling Jiurong just stood there, tears silently falling.