Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

The sunlight was too bright, and Leng Zhuxin blinked with a sore eye.

Looking around, she saw that the low weeds had grown more than ten centimeters. Monsters were sitting or lying around her, obviously benefiting from the spiritual rain.

The monster opened its eyes almost at the same time as Leng Zhuxin. As soon as it opened its eyes, it stood up, wagging its tail, and ran to Leng Zhuxin, surrounding her, rubbing and rolling around, expressing its friendship and gratitude to Leng Zhuxin.

Some spiritual beasts even called out to Leng Zhuxin several times and ran back to their nests to bring back spiritual herbs and fruits.

Leng Zhuxin reached out and touched their furry heads, accepted the spiritual herbs and fruits, and fed each of them some diluted cold pond spiritual water before performing a cleansing spell to clean their clothes and returning to the sect.

After breaking through the golden elixir, she felt relaxed all over, but Leng Yueyao's condition was completely the opposite of hers.

Today, when Leng Yueyao was practicing, she suddenly felt as if something extremely important to her had left her, and then she felt a sharp pain in her head and fainted.

When he woke up again, not only was his entire body extremely weak, but his burns, which had already healed, also began to ache slightly.

The scene in front of her was extremely blurry, and she could only vaguely see that the person standing in front of her was Shangguan Heng.

She asked in a hoarse voice, "Master, why are there no lights in the hall?"

Shangguan Heng, with a gloomy face, spoke in a very cold tone. He stood up and walked to Leng Yueyao's bedside, looking down at Leng Yueyao: "Yao'er, why are you so possessed today?"

"I...I don't know, Master, did I go crazy and faint?"

Leng Yueyao's eyes were full of confusion. She really didn't remember that she had gone astray. She only remembered that she had just started practicing and was struggling to introduce spiritual power into her body.

Shangguan Heng saw her like this and said, "Why did you faint if you weren't possessed? The reason you can't see clearly now is because you've been possessed. Don't rush into cultivation. Although you have three spiritual roots now, your spiritual root value is only ten. It's not easy to be able to cultivate. If you rush, next time you might not only go blind, but it might cost you your life!"

Don't practice for the next few days. Wait until your senior brother finds the spirit pearl and comes back."

Shangguan Heng's words seemed to be considering Leng Yueyao, but there was no worry on his face, only coldness.

It seemed that his patience with Leng Yueyao was almost exhausted. He had not seen any strengths of Leng Yueyao in the past six months.

Be it his character, comprehension or aptitude, he is not as good as any other disciple in the sect. Only his aura is eye-catching.

But this good luck seemed to have never worked on Leng Yueyao. In the past six months, not only was Leng Yueyao's life hanging by a thread and her appearance ruined, but she had only just succeeded in drawing Qi into her body.

Now he has gone astray in his cultivation and almost blinded one eye.

When he was in the mortal world, he even got into a conflict with mortals over some yellow and white things that were useless to cultivators, and he lost face.

Looking at Leng Yueyao lying on the bed, timid and without any spirit, Shangguan Heng regretted why he accepted Leng Yueyao as his disciple and spent so much time and energy on Leng Yueyao.

Even if Leng Yueyao could truly break through the Xuanling Continent's shackles of ascension, what would that even mean? Given that it took Leng Yueyao over half a year to draw Qi into her body, and she became possessed after just a short period of practice, it would take her tens of thousands of years to achieve ascension!

Ten thousand years later, he might have already died in battle!

It seems that he has not benefited from Leng Yueyao at all, but has instead contributed a lot to Leng Yueyao.

Shangguan Heng couldn't understand why he gave so much to Leng Yueyao when he was not a master who would sacrifice for his apprentice?

He also offended Changkong Haoqiang who came from the upper realm because of Leng Yueyao and forced them to get engaged.

Changkong Hao is obviously the one he should help out. Since Changkong Hao came from the upper realm, he will return to the upper realm sooner or later. It is not impossible for him to be taken with him then. It is much better than guarding Leng Yueyao and waiting for her to ascend without hope.

Shangguan Heng felt that his mind, which had been confused for half a year, suddenly became clear. For some reason, he felt a surge of disgust towards Leng Yueyao in his heart.

But he has already invested so much in Leng Yueyao, even using the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill. Everyone knows that Leng Yueyao is his disciple, but it is too late to regret now.

So even though his mind was clear at this moment, he still suppressed the disgust in his heart and kept telling himself in his mind that Leng Yueyao was a person with great luck and would definitely grow up after experiencing hardships.

Leng Yueyao didn't know that because the fortune-stealing curse had been lifted, although with the help of those gods, she still looked like a person of great fortune to outsiders, but she was very different from before.

Shangguan Heng, who was originally attracted by the good fortune, is gradually waking up.

And she was about to become a useless chess piece. Of course, before abandoning her completely, the gods wanted to try one more time.

After all, it is not easy to find someone like Leng Yueyao who is born to be opposed to the Son of Heaven and is a forsaken person surrounded by bad luck and evil spirits.

The gods who had been monitoring the Xuanling Continent through the Water Mirror thought so and decided to send someone to the lower world to help Leng Yueyao.

There is also the true body of Tiandao who was trapped by their trick, and now no one knows where he has escaped to.

I have been searching for those rubbish in the netherworld for so many years but still haven't found them. I might as well look for them this time.

The gods could not go to the lower world in their true bodies. After discussion, they decided to let one of them separate a wisp of spiritual consciousness to help Leng Yueyao.

However, even if one does not enter the lower realm in real life, one will still bear the consequences and be punished for interfering in the affairs of the lower realm.

Unless what they are planning succeeds, they might lose their souls.

Although they were very confident about what they were planning, they were still a little worried. After several rounds of drawing lots, they finally sent the person with the weakest divine power to separate his spiritual consciousness and go down to the lower world.

The carrier of that divine consciousness was a necklace, which was engraved with the same pattern as the ring worn by Changkong Hao, and was also inlaid with a moon shadow stone that could stabilize the soul.

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Leng Yueyao had to recuperate for seven days before she could barely see clearly. She had been lying in bed for too long, so she thought about taking a walk around Changheng Peak and taking a soak in the hot springs at the back.

As soon as I walked to the edge of the hot spring pool, I felt like I stepped on something.

Looking down, she could only vaguely see what looked like a necklace. The silver gems inlaid on the necklace were very dazzling. Leng Yueyao squinted her eyes and looked around, but did not see any human figure.

He quickly bent down, picked up the necklace on the ground and put it into his sleeve, then walked around the disciples who were cleaning and returned to his room.

The divine consciousness hidden in the necklace nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this, and thought to himself, "As expected of you, the one they chose as the Forsaken. Your first reaction after picking up something is to take it for yourself.

After such people have taken away the destiny of the Son of Heaven, killing them is also a way to eliminate harm for the people."

After Leng Yueyao brought the necklace back to her room, she immediately closed the door, then walked to the table and sat down, took the necklace out of her sleeve, admired it greedily for a while, and wanted to put it on her neck.

But just as it touched her neck, the jewel-encrusted necklace suddenly scratched her neck, leaving a shallow blood mark.

Leng Yueyao only felt a bright white light in front of her, and an old man with white hair and beard appeared in front of her.

She stepped back in panic, wanting to throw the necklace away.

But the necklace seemed to be stuck on her neck and could never be taken off.

The old man laughed at her and said, "Don't be afraid, I am a god, I am here to help you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man stretched out his right hand and waved it in front of Leng Yueyao's eyes. Leng Yueyao felt that her eyeballs suddenly became warm, and everything in front of her suddenly became clear.

The vigilance in her eyes was less, and she believed the old man's words more, but she still looked at the old man with caution.

The old man chuckled again, "Can you see clearly now? I really was sent by God to help you.

You were originally the son of heaven in this world, but your luck was taken away by others, which led to your downfall.

If you want to turn things around, you must eliminate the person who stole your luck and take back the luck that belongs to you."

The old man said this seriously, and then looked up and down at Leng Yueyao who wrapped herself tightly, and decided to give Leng Yueyao some sweet treats.

So, under Leng Yueyao's joyful yet tinged with suspicion, he continued, "I was the one who secretly helped you revive through the corpse before, and later when you were seriously injured in the Xuanling Forest, it was me who protected your heart meridian and allowed you to survive.

If you are willing to take me as your master, I will give you another small opportunity to heal your wounds."

This made Leng Yueyao's eyes light up, and she knelt on the ground eagerly: "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings. Thank you for protecting me in secret. I wonder if you have any way to remove the birthmark on my face?"

"Of course there is."

The old man looked like a hermit. He took out a whisk from somewhere and waved it at Leng Yueyao, asking her to sit cross-legged. He then injected a stream of divine power into her body and took out a pitch-black pill. "Take this pill."

Leng Yueyao swallowed it without hesitation. The moment the pill entered her stomach, she felt as if ants were crawling all over her body, and it was extremely itchy.

She reached out to scratch but the old man stopped her, "Don't scratch. Scratching your skin while it's regenerating will easily leave scars."

After hearing this, Leng Yueyao didn't dare to scratch anymore. She crawled to the bed, grabbed the bed sheet, balled it up and stuffed it into her mouth, trying to endure the increasingly severe itch.

Only when the itchiness subsided did she spit out the bed sheet from her mouth and eagerly took off the mask on her face.