Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

As the two of them came down the mountain, they saw a small figure staggering towards them from a distance.

It was the child of the Li family.

It just so happened that if he didn't come, Shen Qiao would have gone back to find him.

"I...I think..." The child ran too fast and was too tired to finish his sentence. His forehead was covered with sweat and his face was red.

The master and disciple were in no hurry to interrupt him, just waiting for him to catch his breath.

"I want to be your disciple!" The boy walked up to Shen Qiao and looked at her, his eyes bright and full of determination.

Shen Qiao looked down at him, obviously a little surprised, "Want to take me as your master?"

The child nodded seriously, "Yes! Daddy said so!"

Oh, so this is what Li Tao meant at that time?

I had noticed that this little guy was talented, but I had never thought of taking him as my apprentice.

Besides...we don't know when she will die, so don't delay the child.

She thought for a moment and said, "There's no rush to become my disciple. If you really want to practice, I can have someone take you back to my sect to try."

Like other sects in the immortal realm, the Tianxing Sect not only had cultivators who remained within the sect, but also included the garrison personnel of the Thirteen Supervisory Halls within its jurisdiction. Like the Wanshou Mountain before, the garrisoned cultivators in these areas, while their spiritual roots were not suited to cultivating immortals, did practice the five arts of mountain cultivation, medicine, fortune-telling, divination, and physiognomy, and if mastered, could achieve great success.

"But I want to be with you." The child obviously didn't know the difference and thought Shen Qiao didn't want him, so he looked at her nervously, with a serious expression on his freckled little face.

Shen Qiao smiled. She leaned over, resting her hands on her knees so she could look him in the eye. "Then let's make a deal, okay?"

The child looked at her smiling eyes and his pupils dilated unconsciously. He nodded and agreed without thinking, "Okay!"

This is too easy to be deceived.

Shen Qiao sighed inwardly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "When you pass the assessment and become an inner sect disciple, if I'm still around, I'll take you in as my apprentice. How about that?"

She didn't know how much the little guy understood, but his expression instantly brightened when he heard that she agreed to take him in as her apprentice. "It's a deal!"

Great! I've found another potential stock.

Shen Qiao patted his shoulder contentedly and said, "It will be very difficult to choose this path, but you must stick to it, understand?"

"I know, I'm not afraid of hardship." The child's eyes turned red again as he spoke.

"Daddy used to...he used to stir-fry bitter vegetables...I could eat a whole plate of them...He even...praised me for being able to endure hardships!"

Shen Qiao watched him sobbing and wiping his tears with his sleeves. He couldn't help but raise his hands and hug him, "Well, your father is very capable, you must be no worse."

The child leaned on her shoulder and burst into tears after hearing this.

Shen Qiao patted him on the back to help him calm down. Coincidentally, at this time, several adults who had come with him also arrived. Shen Qiao handed the child to them for the time being and explained the current situation to them.

Before the verdict comes out, these places that were originally under the jurisdiction of Emperor Wenzong will be temporarily managed by the Tianxing Sect. Other sects will also send people to help according to the situation, at least to avoid the situation like that in Daizhuang from happening again.

"My two benefactors!"

The city manager who had just been in charge of the handover suddenly stopped the two people who were about to leave.

The old man, who was nearly a hundred years old, had tears in his eyes and knelt down with a thud.

Immediately afterwards, the group of city residents who followed him all knelt down.

"There's nothing we can do to help you... You two must accept this kneeling!"

Shen Qiao's eyes trembled slightly, and something that was blocking his heart seemed to be cleared all of a sudden.

Those disgusted or hostile looks...how can they be worth these living lives?

Wasn't the reason why she wanted to cultivate immortality in the first place just for this day?

"drive!"

She rode away, her heart churning with emotions, as if she was back to that first snowy day.

The cold was biting and the snow was heavy.

It was a hand that dug her out of the snow and fed her a mouthful of hot soup.

She asked the man his name, but he didn't tell her his full name, only saying that his surname was Shen.

Shen......

She had no name or surname, but this man saved her life, so she wrote down his surname.

Later, she was introduced to Tianxing Sect. When they asked her name during registration, she saw the tall tree in front of the sect and blurted out -

"My name is Shen Qiao!"

"Shen Qiao".

The purpose of her practice was actually determined from the very beginning.

What immortals, demons, monsters, or gods? She just wanted to be a "person" like "Mr. Shen".

"Ah......"

Her mind was completely open.

"It's true that it's easy to forget things when you get older."

After hearing this, Wang You glanced at her sideways, chuckled lightly, and didn't respond.

After leaving Wenzong's jurisdiction, the two continued northward and headed straight for the capital.

The closer you get to this side, the higher the population density.

The capital of the Chu Kingdom existed a long time ago. Ever since a woman from the Sihuang clan became a god ten thousand years ago, the royal family has placed special emphasis on girls born within their own lineage. However, luck is limited; how could such a coincidence bring together so many geniuses?

We didn't encounter any other accidents along the way, but as expected, we got stuck in traffic when entering Beijing.

"It was you two who killed Sect Master Wen!?"

Shen Qiao looked at the sword-wielding man standing in front of him, and always felt that this man's features were at least 30% similar to Si Huang Xihua.

"I killed him." Shen Qiao looked at him and spoke directly.

"you?"

The man had originally looked at Wang You with hostility, but Wang You hadn't even glanced at him. Now, upon hearing Shen Qiao speak, his suspicion was evident, and he sized Shen Qiao up and down with a look of disdain.

"Little girl, everyone can talk big, but there are some things you can't take on."

Shen Qiao sneered, "So, you want to avenge Wen Xiaogong?"

"good."

"Then you can't just look for me." Shen Qiao looked at him lightly, paying attention to his expression while speaking.

"Wen Xiaotong was ultimately corroded by the poisonous insect until not even a tangible corpse remained. The person who poisoned him must be forgiven."

When Si Huangjing heard the word "poison", his expression was obviously a little abnormal, so he did not respond to Shen Qiao's words for a while.

"It seems that you also know these things." Shen Qiao pointed out.

"So what if I know?" Si Huangjing did not follow Shen Qiao's guidance to continue the topic.

His expression was gloomy, but it had to be said that he looked much more stable than Si Huang Xihua.

"I came to you today without telling my father, just to ask for an explanation on behalf of Emperor Wen."

As he spoke, he drew his sword and pointed it straight at...

Looking at the secluded place.

"I, Si Huangjing, the Seventh Prince of the dynasty, will fight you to the death!"

Shen Qiao: “…?”

Fight with him! You might as well slit your own throat with a sword!