I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

At dawn, a ray of golden sunlight shines through the window lattice and falls on Qiao Wanwan's beautiful face.

She slowly opened her eyes, ending a night of meditation.

Ever since Li Xiangyi left, Qiao Wanwan has devoted all her energy to the practice of Mingyu Gong.

She sat cross-legged on the bed, her hands in seals, and her vital energy flowed continuously as she breathed in and out.

"System, what is my current progress?" Qiao Wanwan muttered to herself.

The system's mechanical voice echoed in her mind: "Host, your Mingyu Gong has reached the third level, and your progress is encouraging. With the character you have accumulated over two lifetimes, you should have no worries about bottlenecks before the eighth level."

Qiao Wanwan frowned slightly and continued to ask, "Then what realm do I need to reach to be considered a first-class master and on par with Xiangyi?"

The system was silent for a moment, as if calculating something, and then replied, "Host, when you cultivate the Mingyu Gong to the eighth level and return to the innate state from the acquired state, by then, there will be very few people in this world who can rival you."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Wanwan's eyes flashed with determination. She clenched her fists and muttered to herself, "The eighth level? I'll definitely reach it as soon as possible."

She stood up and walked to the window, opened it, and fresh air hit her face.

In the yard, several birds were jumping happily on the branches, chirping non-stop.

Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath, feeling the peaceful and beautiful morning, her heart filled with strength.

A few months passed by like a flash.

In Qiao Wanwan's boudoir, she was sitting quietly in front of the dressing table, holding a wooden comb in her hand, gently combing her long black hair.

The woman in the mirror has picturesque features and skin whiter than snow. After being nourished by Mingyu Gong, she looks even more beautiful and refined.

"The Mingyu Gong has reached the third level, and the internal force of the Lingyou Heart Method has also been completely transformed." Qiao Wanwan whispered to herself, with a hint of satisfaction in her voice.

She put down the wooden comb, her eyes becoming somewhat confused: "I have already made friends with Li Xiangyi, and he will definitely come back to find me one day. However, this matter of merit is giving me a headache."

"The world of martial arts is different from before. I'm afraid those methods are no longer applicable." She murmured to herself, with a hint of distress in her voice.

"How can I gain merit in this world?" Qiao Wanwan asked softly, as if asking herself, or asking the world.

The breeze blew by, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers, as if answering her questions.

She turned back to the table, picked up the pen and ink, and began to write and draw on the paper, planning every step for the future.

After several days of careful consideration, Qiao Wanwan finally outlined several ways to gain merit in her boudoir, facing a flickering candlelight.

Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, and her eyes sparkled with wisdom.

"The first one," Qiao Wanwan opened her red lips slightly, her voice clear and pleasant, "is to practice medicine and save the world. I have superb medical skills, so I should practice medicine to save the world and heal the wounded. Every time I heal someone, it's a merit."

"The second one," Qiao Wanwan continued, with a hint of determination in her voice.

"It's about helping the poor and needy. There are many injustices in this world, and the weak are often bullied. I should use the sword in my hand to be a hero, to fight for justice, to eliminate violence and protect the good. Every time I save someone from danger, it is a merit."

"The third," Qiao Wanwan's voice deepened, "is to impart knowledge. The way of martial arts is vast and profound. I can pass on what I have learned to those who are destined to learn, helping them to strengthen their bodies and protect their country. Every time I teach someone to become a talent, it is also a merit."

"This fourth one," Qiao Wanwan's eyes became deeper.

"Then I can write a book. I can write down my medical skills, martial arts experience, and my understanding of life into a book and pass it on to future generations. Let more people benefit from it, which is also a great merit."

She picked up a pen and wrote down her plans on paper, each word full of power.

"Of course, these are just preliminary ideas. How to implement them specifically still needs careful consideration." Qiao Wanwan put down the pen and rubbed her sore wrist.

She stood up, walked to the window and looked at the night sky outside.

Tonight, the stars are shining brightly, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting its clear light.

Qiao Wanwan took a deep breath, feeling the peaceful and beautiful night, her heart filled with hope.

The dim morning light shone through the mist and onto the garden of the Qiao Mansion.

Qiao Wanwan was wearing a light pink training suit, and her figure was light and graceful, like a butterfly dancing among the flowers.

The long sword in her hand had a slender blade that flashed with cold light. A warm jade was inlaid on the hilt, and it made a slight buzzing sound as she moved.

She turned around and swung her sword. The tip of the sword drew a graceful arc, bringing up a breeze and blowing off a few petals.

The sword flashed like a dancing silver snake or a meteor streaking across the sky. Qiao Wanwan's eyes were focused and her expression was solemn, as if she had become one with the sword in her hand.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls on her body, giving her a layer of golden glow.

Fine beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead, sparkling in the sunlight.

She tapped her toes lightly, leaped up, and spun in the air, brandishing her sword. The sword energy swept across the air, rolling up the surrounding petals and forming a beautiful sword flower.

The sword flowers dissipated, and Qiao Wanwan landed lightly on the ground. She put away her sword and stood up. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"Huh..." She exhaled gently, feeling the flow of true energy in her body, her heart filled with joy.

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the garden.

Xiao Cui rushed in, her face flushed with excitement, and she said breathlessly, "Miss! Miss! Master Li is back! He...he's in the front hall now!"

When Qiao Wanwan heard this, she was shocked and almost dropped the sword in her hand to the ground.

She quickly calmed herself down, sheathed her sword, and asked in surprise, "Xiao Cui, what did you say? Xiang Yi is back?"

Xiao Cui nodded repeatedly, her face filled with joyful smiles, and said, "Yes, Miss! It's absolutely true! Master Li has really returned! He is waiting for you in the front hall now!"

Qiao Wannan excitedly clenched her hands, her heart filled with anticipation and joy, and said, "Great! Let's go and take a look!"

Lifting her skirt, she walked quickly towards the front hall, with Xiao Cui following closely behind.

The front hall of the Qiao Mansion was decorated in an antique, elegant style. The sandalwood tables and chairs exuded a light woody fragrance.

There are several paintings and calligraphy by famous artists hanging on the wall, adding a touch of bookish atmosphere.

Li Xiangyi, dressed in a blue shirt, stood tall and straight in the hall, looking particularly energetic.

He saw Qiao Wanwan and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

After not seeing her for a few months, Qiao Wanwan seemed to have become even more beautiful and charming.

Her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and her temperament is pure and elegant, just like a fairy descending to earth.

He walked up quickly, with a bright smile on his face and a hint of mischief in his tone, and said:

"Sister, long time no see! After not seeing you for a few months, you have become even more beautiful and charming. I hardly recognized you!"