It’s all Shura field!

The Qingyun Sword Sect stands among the rolling mountains. After hundreds of years, its buildings are tall and majestic, solemn and magnificent.

The exterior walls are all made of snow-white marble, shining brightly, and there are numerous venues for various activities in the sect, with complete supporting facilities.

According to the system, the Qingyun Sword Sect is the most luxurious and high-end sect on the Shenwu Continent. It is like an institution of higher learning with top resources. It is a place that every cultivator yearns for.

It has a spiritual spring room that other sects don’t have, a training ground surrounded by towering trees, a scripture library that towers into the clouds, a tranquil medicine garden, Elder Jinshi’s weapon refining room, and so on.

There are also dormitory buildings for inner and outer gate disciples, which are neatly arranged so that they do not disturb each other and can also provide a place for mutual communication and exchange. Song Qingbai had originally had a brief understanding of these from the layout diagram given by the system.

Only those at the elder level can have their own mountains, and there are also geniuses like Lin Yanzhou who are extremely talented and famous.

Therefore, only by making such a comparison can we understand what kind of miserable life Song Qingbai lived when he traveled through time.

Although Song Qingbai had not really seen the entire sect, when she was led by Ji Yunshen towards the main hall, she understood why the system had said before that her father, Song Changfeng, had once ranked second on the wealth list of the entire Shenwu Continent.

The main hall is even more majestic and magnificent, with a roof covered with glazed tiles that sparkles with golden light.

The main entrance is spacious and tall, made of thick red sandalwood. There are thousands of steps in front of the door, and on both sides of the road are various rare flowers and towering trees that bloom in brilliant colors under the sun, all of which show the word "arrogance".

As soon as the two of them walked to the bottom of the stairs, Lin Yanzhou was already waiting there. Today he was wearing the proper disciple uniform.

Lin Yanzhou was dressed in a light blue robe, looking elegant and handsome, with the Qingshuang sword in his hand that he never left behind.

Seeing Song Qingbai and Ji Yunshen coming, he nodded slightly and walked in front of them.

Song Qingbai looked up at his lonely back and felt a bit of a headache. Two days ago, the system said that the intimacy value between him and him had changed, but looking at him now, how could anything have changed?

The stairs were very long, and Lin Yanzhou's steps were steady, and he soon left Song Qingbai far behind.

As Song Qingbai climbed up, he cursed in his heart, wondering who designed so many steps.

"Xiaobai, I'll carry you."

Seeing sweat on her forehead, Ji Yunshen stepped forward and squatted in front of her.

"Brother Yunshen, I'm not tired."

Song Qingbai glanced at the stone steps in front of him and hesitated for a moment, but decided not to bother him.

"Xiaobai, let Brother Yunshen carry you on his back!"

Ji Yunshen felt a little sorry for Song Qingbai. After all, he raised her. Even if he had raised a dog for so many years, he would have feelings for her, let alone a cute little girl.

"No need..."

Song Qingbai looked at his thin body and shook his head. Just as the two were pulling each other, Lin Yanzhou turned back at some point.

As soon as he raised his hand, Song Qingbai felt himself and Ji Yunshen slowly rising, and then the two of them were carried directly to the main entrance.

"Xiaobai, you are here."

Elder Yunmeng was the first to see Song Qingbai, but due to his status as an elder, he only greeted him softly.

"Greetings to the Acting Sect Master, and to the four great elders."

Su Xuhai did not sit in the main seat in the main hall, but sat on one side. Behind him was Su Yimo, who looked like a white lotus.

The four great elders sat on both sides, and behind them were the inner disciples who were able to be sent out and the deacons who were in charge of the miscellaneous affairs of the various courtyards.

"Xiaobai's meridians have been repaired, and he now has a sword bone. This is a great joy for the Qingyun Sword Sect. Starting tomorrow, he will go to the Zhenwu Academy to practice!"

Su Xuhai had a smile on his face and called himself uncle. He expressed his concern all the time, but he did not mention the return of the Blood Spirit Jade at all.

And Su Yimo, who was standing behind her, walked towards Song Qingbai eagerly and asked about her well-being when she just came in.

"That's great. I will take care of you in the academy."

Song Qingbai watched the performance of the father and daughter with a cold face, without saying a word. If it were not for Ji Yunshen's care and Lin Yanzhou's secret protection, she didn't know how many times she would have died.

Ji Yunshen also remained silent. When he looked at Su Yimo, a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes. This woman looked harmless, but in fact she had an extremely vicious mind.

In the past six years, she had sent people to make Song Qingbai suffer countless times, openly or secretly, and now she was speaking sincerely.

"Acting Sect Master, my father gave you the Blood Spirit Jade before he disappeared. I was unconscious before, but now I have recovered. As his daughter, I want to take back my father's things. I believe that the Acting Sect Master will not refuse."

Song Qingbai opened her eyelids indifferently and pulled her hand out of Su Yimo's hand. She looked around and spoke directly.

For a moment, the main hall was unusually quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Song Qingbai. Although she behaved calmly, the innate noble aura on her made people dare not neglect her in the slightest.

"Haha, Xiaobai, your meridians have just recovered. This Blood Spirit Jade is also the sect master's token. If I give it to you rashly and accidentally lose it, then I, Su Xuhai, will become a sinner of the entire sect. How can I be worthy of my brother Changfeng?"

Su Xuhai's expression did not change. The status he had built up over the years could not be easily shaken by the little girl in front of him.

"Yes! The acting leader is right."

"Although you have sword bones, you don't even have your own spirit sword!"

In the originally quiet hall, many disciples suddenly spoke up to defend Su Xuhai. Some of them were Su Xuhai's confidants, and some were deacons promoted by him.

A person of low status has little influence. Even if Song Qingbai is the daughter of the sect leader, and even if she has the care of the four elders, her cultivation is very low now, so how can anyone be convinced by what she says?

Song Qingbai listened to what everyone said, her eyes became more and more indifferent. She paused, her cold and domineering aura was like an invisible force that made people dare not underestimate her.

"Xiaobai, the time is not right yet. They are outnumbered."

Ji Yunshen gently pulled Song Qingbai's sleeve and shook his head at her.

Song Qingbai nodded at him, signaling him to rest assured. By asking for the Blood Spirit Jade this time, he was announcing his return to the entire sect.

In addition, he also pushed himself to the forefront, reminding everyone whether the Blood Spirit Jade belonged to Song Changfeng or Su Xuhai.

In the future, if Su Xuhai or Su Yimo wants to take action on their own again, they have to think carefully. If Song Qingbai dies innocently, he, Su Xuhai, will have to endure rumors if he wants to become the sect leader again.

"What Dai Zongmen said is absolutely right. When I, Song Qingbai, have mastered my swordsmanship, you will return it to me in person in front of everyone. By then, I will not only have the Blood Spirit Jade that I have deposited with you, but also my father's other belongings."

Her voice was loud and powerful, making sure every word she said was heard.

"Haha, Xiaobai, don't worry. When you become strong enough, your Uncle Su will naturally return everything to you."

Su Xuhai said with a smile, but endless murderous intent surged in his heart. He glanced at Ye Xing behind him, and then said.

"Someone, bring the spiritual stone and test what kind of spiritual roots our clan leader's daughter has!"