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

Lei Tingyi's fingers gently stroked the stone in his palm. The surface of the stone was as smooth as a mirror, and exuded a mysterious aura.

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he threw the stone casually, and it fell steadily into Ling Jiuan's hand.

"You want the stone."

His voice was calm and nonchalant, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Ling Jiuan was stunned. She stared at the stone in her hand with wide eyes, her eyes full of surprise and confusion.

"You really have it? I was just kidding her."

There was a hint of embarrassment and helplessness in her words. She really didn't expect that Lei Tingyi would actually take out the Image Stone.

Lei Tingyi looked calm. He nodded slightly, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes.

"You can use it."

There was some certainty and calmness in his voice, as if he knew everything about Ling Jiuan.

Ling Jiuan looked at the stone in his hand, his eyes full of curiosity and exploration.

She carefully examined every inch of the stone's texture, trying to glean its secrets.

“Is this the Image Stone?”

Lei Tingyi nodded and explained patiently.

"It can be used repeatedly. When you start recording, just inject spiritual power into it. When you want to review the past, you just need to inject spiritual power. However, you can only replay it three times. After three times, this stone will automatically become invalid."

Ling Jiuan still felt it was somewhat magical. She gently stroked the surface of the stone, feeling the strange touch it brought.

"Quite interesting."

She smiled, put the stone away, then looked up at Lei Tingyi.

"I'm going to the accounting office to get the spirit stones. I'll take you out later and give you a big meal."

There was a hint of excitement and anticipation in her voice, as if she couldn't wait to taste the food.

She is really hungry!

Lei Tingyi curled his lips, and a playful smile flashed in his eyes.

"I hope you can get the spirit stone smoothly."

There was a hint of teasing and mockery in his voice.

Ling Jiuan glared at him, with a hint of dissatisfaction and helplessness in his eyes.

"Don't curse me!"

Before going out, Ling Jiuan deliberately changed into that fiery red dress.

This dress was carefully made of top-grade magic weapon and had excellent defensive effect. Once put on, it fit Ling Jiuan's curves perfectly, showing her graceful figure to the fullest.

After this period of hard training, Ling Jiuan, who originally had an ordinary appearance, seemed to have gradually grown up.

Her eyes are as bright as stars, sparkling with lively light. Her facial features are small and delicate, like a carved work of art. Her whole body exudes a fresh and unworldly aura.

Ling Jiuan stood in front of the bronze mirror, looking at his appearance carefully. He couldn't help but secretly wonder if the original owner was malnourished before, which was why he was as thin and weak as a bean sprout.

Now she has a brand new look.

As the door opened gently, Lei Tingyi's eyes fell on Ling Jiuan, who looked brand new. He was subconsciously stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ling Jiuan looked at Lei Tingyi who seemed a little dazed, smiled triumphantly, with a playful curve at the corner of his mouth.

“Isn’t it pretty?”

There was a hint of pride and anticipation in her words, like a child showing off her new toy.

Lei Tingyi withdrew his gaze and spoke lightly, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

"generally."

His words were concise and clear, but seemed to hide some deep meaning.

Upon hearing this, Ling Jiuan rolled his eyes and a hint of helplessness appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Tsk! You don't know what's good!"

However, she did not insist too much, just shook her head slightly, and then went out.

Her figure was like a nimble swallow, lightly passing over the threshold and disappearing outside the door.

Lei Tingyi stared towards the door, as if thinking about something.

He thought back to the original Ling Jiuan. Maybe it was because his food, clothing, housing and transportation were too poor, or maybe it was for some other unknown reasons, the whole person looked ordinary and had no outstanding qualities.

But now, he had to admit it.

Ling Jiuan is indeed very different!

She exudes a fresh and unworldly aura, as if she has been reborn, making it impossible to look away.

The news that Ling Jiuan won first place in the secret realm trial and even obtained the magic crystal of a Jindan-stage water monster had already spread like a spring breeze to every corner of Chenzhou and every inch of the Ling family's land.

As soon as Ling Jiuan went out, the servants she met along the way all bowed to her politely and called out to her respectfully.

"Miss Fifth!"

Their eyes were full of awe and respect, without any more contempt and disdain.

However, Ling Jiuan just glanced at them indifferently, without much fluctuation in his eyes.

She knew very well that this was a world where the strong preyed on the weak.

Only when you are strong enough can you get more respect!

She did not care about the etiquette and titles of these servants, because she knew that a truly strong person did not need these empty titles.

All she had in mind was cultivation and becoming stronger. As for the benefits that came with it, they were inevitable for her and she didn't need to pay too much attention to them.

Ling Jiuxi originally planned to go out, with brisk steps and a cheerful mood, as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face.

However, as soon as she came out of her yard, her eyes inadvertently swept across Ling Jiuan's fiery red dress.

In just a moment, her face turned ugly, like a sky covered with dark clouds, instantly losing all its luster.

"That's the dress I like!"

She roared in her heart, her eyes flashing with anger and unwillingness. The material of the dress was sent back by her eldest brother, but he did not specify to whom it was given.

However, in Ling Jiuxi's heart, such good things have always belonged to her.

After all, it was her biological mother who was in charge of the household chores, so she naturally thought that the dress should belong to her.

And, it has always been this way.

All the good things are hers!

Even Ling Jiurong, the legitimate daughter who had been raised at home, could not compare to her!

Thinking of this, she was immediately filled with anger, like a lit firecracker ready to explode at any moment.

She suddenly pulled out the long whip from her waist. The whip drew a sharp arc in the air like a spirit snake and swung it towards Ling Jiuan without hesitation.

"Ling Jiuan, you bitch!"

She cursed angrily, her voice sharp and piercing, like a yaksha.

For a moment, the servants around were silent, not daring to breathe, for fear of being affected.

However, Ling Jiuan did not panic as she wished.

She noticed Ling Jiuxi's attack, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.

She grabbed Ling Jiuxi's whip with her backhand, her movements were clean and neat, like a cheetah hunting its prey.

"Ling Jiuxi, you forgot the pain after your wound healed, and you only remember eating but not the beating!"