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

Ling Jiuan was immersed in her own thoughts when suddenly a noisy sound interrupted her meditation.

She looked up subconsciously and saw Sikong Wen and Chang Qing slowly walking into the hall, their faces looking quite unhappy.

"What are you doing?"

Sikong Wen's eyes swept over everyone present, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

As soon as Sikong Yun saw Sikong Wen, he immediately felt like he had found his savior, and shouted like a villain complaining first.

"Uncle, you have to make the decision for me! I heard that there were distinguished guests in the mansion, so I came to visit them specially. Who knew that these women would actually attack me!"

Hearing this, Sikong Wen frowned, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"He would attack you just because we disagree with each other? That's unlikely."

Sikong Yun nodded repeatedly, looking aggrieved.

"Yes, uncle! They are really going too far. You must help me!"

Just then, a sneering laugh sounded at an inopportune time, breaking the tense atmosphere in the hall.

Chen Yan walked out of the crowd and looked at Sikong Yun with disdain.

"Didn't you offend my friends by your rude words?"

Sikong Yun widened his eyes and retorted with disdain.

"Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Chen Yan ignored him and just shook his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Sikong Wen sighed, his tone a little harsh.

"Yun'er, don't mess around! As a child of the Sikong family, you should have higher cultivation and demeanor."

However, Sikong Yun obviously did not understand Sikong Wen's meaning. Instead, he looked unwilling and continued to pester him.

"Uncle, would you like to let her be my aunt? That way I can see her every day and she won't get into trouble again."

Sikong Wen's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. He stared at Sikong Yun with wide eyes, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"What did you say? How can you say such things casually? You really disappoint me!"

Sikong Yun kept pestering, looking unconvinced.

"Uncle, isn't it just a woman? Why are you so angry?"

Sikong Wen's face changed drastically. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Do you know who she is?"

Sikong Yun curled his lips in disapproval.

"Who could it be? At most, she is just a daughter of a wealthy family in the city! Could she be some remarkable figure?"

Si Kongwen shook his head, his eyes revealing a bit of helplessness.

"Yun'er, you are so ignorant. She is not the daughter of an ordinary family in the city, but..."

Having said that, Sikong Wen paused, as if considering whether he should tell Sikong Yun the truth.

Seeing this, Sikong Yun asked more curiously.

"But what? Uncle, please tell me!"

Sikong Wen spoke coldly, his voice revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"Yes, she is Ling Jiuan, the younger sister of Ling Jiucheng, the new head of the Ling family in Xinghuo City."

Upon hearing this, Sikong Yun suddenly realized, but then he showed a look of disdain.

"Oh! So it's that useless piece of shit without any spiritual roots! Being my concubine is really a compliment to her!"

Ling Jiuan heard it clearly and smiled coldly.

"Lord Sikong, can I, a so-called 'waste', challenge Master Sikong?"

Sikong Wen sighed when he heard this. He knew very well that Ling Jiuan's strength should not be underestimated, even though she was rumored to have no spiritual roots in the outside world.

He nodded, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Yes, Miss Ling, please do as you please."

Ling Jiuan smiled slightly, and she slowly walked towards Sikong Yun, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Sikong Yun smiled coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"You are a loser, and you dare to challenge me? You really overestimate your own abilities! Then prepare to die!"

After saying that, he mobilized his spiritual power and attacked Ling Jiuan fiercely, intending to defeat her in one fell swoop.

However, Ling Jiuan simply curled his lips, his eyes revealing a calm confidence.

She gently summoned the Red Feather Sword, and with a flash of sword light, it easily hit Sikong Yun.

Before the sword was unsheathed, Sikong Yun had already fallen miserably to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face.

People in the hall exclaimed in surprise. They never expected that Ling Jiuan, who had always been regarded as a "waste", actually had such amazing strength!

Sikong Wen also showed a look of surprise. He looked at Ling Jiuan again and thought secretly in his heart.

Ling Jiuan put away the Chiyu Sword and glanced at Sikong Yun indifferently.

"Master Sikong, now you know that even a loser can have a chance to turn things around, right?"

Sikong Yun was so angry that she gritted her teeth and stared at Ling Jiuan with an unwilling look on her face, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

However, before he could even get angry, Sikong Wen slapped him in the face and scolded him harshly.

"Why don't you thank Miss Ling for showing mercy? If she hadn't shown mercy and kept the Red Feather Sword from being unsheathed, you would have died long ago!"

Sikong Yun was beaten so hard that he was dazed. He covered his cheek with his hands, and a trace of resentment and unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

However, under Sikong Wen's majestic gaze, he had to force a smile and thank Ling Jiuan.

"Thank you Miss Ling for showing mercy..."

Ling Jiuan just glanced at him indifferently and ignored his thanks.

She knew that this battle had completely freed her from the label of "waste" and also made Sikong Yun understand what true strength was.

She turned and walked towards Sikong Wen, bowing slightly.

"Lord Sikong, Jiuan will take his leave first."

Sikong Wen nodded, with a look of admiration in his eyes.

"Miss Ling, your strength is indeed impressive."

Ling Jiuan smiled slightly, turned and left.

Seeing Ling Jiuan returning to the house, Sikong Yun looked unwilling. He stared with his eyes as if he wanted to swallow up the whole world.

He turned to look at Sikong Wen, with a hint of pleading in his tone.

"Uncle! I..."

It’s just the Ling family, but his uncle doesn’t help him?

However, Sikong Wen's eyes were as cold as ice. He looked at Sikong Yun coldly, with unquestionable majesty in his tone.

"I will tell your father everything you did today. What do you think he will do?"

When Sikong Yun heard this, his face instantly turned as pale as paper.

He knew that his behavior today had completely angered his uncle, and his father would most likely punish him severely after finding out.

He lowered his head, not daring to look into Sikong Wen's eyes again, his heart filled with regret and fear.

Sikong Wen sighed, with a hint of helplessness and disappointment in his tone.

"Yun'er, you really disappoint me. I hope you can learn a lesson from this incident, learn to respect others, and learn to control your emotions."

After saying that, Sikong Wen turned and left, leaving Sikong Yun standing there in a daze.

He knew that he would have to face the coming punishment and re-examine his behavior and attitude.

Did he really do something wrong this time?