A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

One after another, many people went to the stone tablet to test their spiritual roots.

Now it was Yun Yueqing's turn to stand in front of the stone tablet.

"Can I not take the test? I can prove my ability in other ways."

Young disciple: "No, if you don't want to be tested, hurry up and leave. There are still many people waiting in line to get tested!"

The people said: "That's right! When it's your turn, you can withdraw!"

Yun Yueqing had no choice but to put her hand on it.

"Test results: No spiritual power."

The young disciple frowned, "Let's go. Why are you standing here without any spiritual power? Don't interfere with our work, okay?"

Yun Yueqing was unwilling to give in. "I can prove myself in other ways."

The young disciple stepped forward and tried to pull Yun Yueqing's arm, but she dodged instantly.

"Hey! You have no spiritual power at all, but your martial arts are pretty good. But we are the Xuantian Sect, the leader of the three sects and seven schools. We won't accept a useless person like you who has no spiritual power!"

Yun Yueqing raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you believe that you can't beat a loser like me?"

The young disciple looked at him with disdain, "You don't have any spiritual power at all. If we fight, won't you all accuse me of bullying the weak?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Yun Yueqing's figure flew out like a light swallow, and her toes lightly touched the ground, leaving a trail of afterimages.

Upon seeing this, the young disciple quickly formed seals with his hands, causing the air around him to vibrate slightly, obviously intending to perform basic spiritual martial arts.

However, Yun Yueqing did not confront the young disciple head-on. Her movements were cunning, like a ghost wandering in the wind. Every time she dodged, she did it just right, making all the attacks of the young disciple miss.

Suddenly, Yun Yueqing paused, took advantage of the momentum to counterattack, and a clean and neat palm strike went straight to the face of the young disciple.

The young disciple was horrified and hurriedly blocked with his arms.

But there was only a loud "bang", and Yun Yueqing took advantage of the momentum and force, and the whole person was shocked and retreated repeatedly, almost falling down.

The crowd around burst into exclamations. No one had expected that this girl who seemed to have no spiritual power had such amazing skills and strength.

"I have just reached the ninth level of Qi training. Even if I don't use my spiritual power, you are no match for me." Yun Yue lightly brushed off the non-existent dust on her hands.

The young disciple was stunned and so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Yun Yueqing's words were true. She didn't even use any ruthless Taoist magic to defeat him.

"Okay!" A familiar voice came.

Everyone looked over at the same time.

"Senior Brother Wei." The young disciple bowed.

Wei Xinran looked at Yun Yueqing with a watery gaze, "You seem like an old friend of mine."

Yun Yueqing felt guilty for a moment, and touched her forehead awkwardly. Then she remembered that the old man had cast a trick on her, and she felt a little relieved.

"You must be mistaken. I have never seen you before."

Wei Xinran: "She hates me so much that she can't possibly speak to me so calmly like you do."

Wei Xinran smiled slightly, and that smile was like a spring breeze, warm and full of unquestionable power.

He walked slowly towards Yun Yueqing, and the discussions of the people around him gradually died down, leaving only the rustling sound of the leaves in the breeze.

"Would you like to be my last disciple?"

The young disciple felt a little jealous and couldn't help but interrupt, "Big Brother, she doesn't have any spiritual power."

Wei Xin exuded the aura of a superior, glancing at the young disciple, "Then why were you easily defeated by someone without any spiritual power?"

Young disciple: ...

Yun Yueqing: "Thank you, Master Wei, for your favor. I don't want to be in this position. I just want to be an ordinary cleaning disciple."

Wei Xinran was not angry at being offended, but instead pursed her lips and smiled gently.

"Okay, then go to my courtyard. I'm in need of a cleaning disciple."

Yun Yueqing followed Wei Xinran into the courtyard, where the fragrance of flowers filled the air and strange rocks were scattered around.

She stared at the iris in a trance for a moment, and Wei Xinran explained, "This is the favorite flower of someone very important to me."

"Why, do you like it too?"

Yun Yueqing knew that the very important person he was talking about was her.

"Quite good looking."

...a quarter of an hour later

Yun Yueqing was carefully sweeping the fallen leaves on the stone path, her movements light and focused.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps broke the silence. Wen Chu Ning, wearing a gorgeous dress and with an unhappy look on her face, walked into the courtyard.

Her gaze was as sharp as a torch as she walked straight towards Yun Yueqing, her tone provocative: "Are you the cleaning disciple who has no spiritual power but is favored by Senior Brother Wei?"

Yunyue raised her head slightly, looked at her calmly, gently put down the broom, and smiled before saying anything. There was a bit of indifference and composure in that smile.

Wen Chu Ning became even more displeased when she saw this. She took a step forward, almost touching Yun Yueqing's face, her tone full of contempt.

"You and her do bear some resemblance, but you're uglier. Do you think you can gain a foothold in Xuantian Sect just by hooking up with Senior Brother Wei? You're overthinking it. A servant without spiritual power will always be inferior to others."

After saying that, she raised her hand to push, but was gently blocked by an invisible force in mid-air.

Wei Xinran's figure appeared silently between the two of them, like a touch of elegant ink.

He raised his hand gently, and Wen Chu Ning's wrist was like being held by a gentle breeze, unable to move forward any further.

His eyes were deep and gentle, yet with a firmness that could not be ignored. When he looked at Wen Chu Ning, there was a hint of imperceptible reproach mixed in with the gentleness.

"Chu Ning, don't be rude."

Wen Chu Ning's air was filled with a bit of coquettishness. "Do you miss her that much?"

Wei Xinran lowered his eyes: "I didn't."

Wen Chu Ning shook Wei Xinran's shoulders, "Wake up, she's dead."

"You bullshit!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, because I was the one who killed her. Have you forgotten?"

Wei Xinran was obviously enraged, and his rough yet delicate hands tightly gripped Wen Chu Ning's slender neck.

"Then I will avenge her."

Wen Chu Ning smiled, tears rolling down her cheeks, "Do you love her that much? Would you destroy all the creatures in the world for her?"

"If you can, then kill me~"

Wen Chu Ning knew him too well. Facing the world, no matter who the opponent was, it was an option.

Wei Xinran finally regained his composure and slowly loosened his grip, "Get out of my yard!"

Wen Chu Ning turned away and left.

Wei Xinran: "Are you okay?"

Yunyue shook her head lightly: "It's okay."

"By the way, what's your name?"

Yun Yueqing's brain worked rapidly, and she made up a name at random: "My name is Xiaoyan."

Although it was just a random name, it also has a basis. After all, she is a talkative person, so the single character "言" (Yan) is used to represent her new name.

"What a nice name! From now on, I'll call you Yan'er. Junior Sister Wen has a bad temper, so please bear with her. If you have any problems, you can come to me."

Yun Yueqing: "I have something to do right now, please help me."

"What's the matter?"

"I want to go to the library because I have no spiritual power, so I want to find out the reason. Is that okay?"

Wei Xinran smiled, like a warm spring breeze blowing across the lake water, beautiful and peaceful.

"Okay, no trouble."