The top-level junior sister also wants to act weak today

"What did you say? You have a terminal illness and only have two months to live?"

Chu Ying was shocked and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Just now, she had been thinking to herself that she must be the most pitiful person in the world, with her marriage arranged by her family leaving her with no freedom. But now, she realized that no matter how miserable she was, she could not compare to Jiang Yingxue, a genius with a single spiritual root of the highest rank, who only had two months left to live.

Jiang Yingxue sensed the sympathy in the other person's eyes and pretended to be even more energetic: "Yes... Don't look at me because I have only one spiritual root. In fact, my body is very weak and I don't have any cultivation..."

Her voice was as soft as a leaf drifting in the autumn wind, trembling slightly. "So, Chu Ying, just think of it as this: can you fight for first place back for me? A woman like you who is so righteous, kind, independent, and responsible will definitely help me, right?"

Chu Ying, a person with a strong sense of justice, could not resist Jiang Yingxue's touching pleading. She nodded fiercely: "Don't worry, even if not for myself, for you, I will go and snatch back the first place!"

"Then I'll leave my life to you." Jiang Yingxue gently took Chu Ying's hand, an unfathomable smile on her face: "I just checked the exam schedule. The first exam is a written exam, and it will be in three days. Before that, let's review well."

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue took the registration form and pulled Chu Ying into the Xianyun Sect.

The setup of Xianyun Sect is very similar to the model of a modern university.

Anyone who comes to Xianyun Sect to attend the disciple-recruiting conference will be arranged in the Death Pavilion, where everyone needs to pay for accommodation and food expenses themselves.

Accommodation is divided into single rooms to six-person rooms, and of course, the prices are also from high to low.

Jiang Yingxue originally wanted to stay in the most luxurious single room, but now she had to do her best to help Chu Ying win first place, so she had to change to a double room.

After that, she came to the front desk of Miliu Pavilion and handed over her and Chu Ying's registration form: "Hello, this is our registration form. We want a double room."

The female student at the front desk took the registration form from the two of them, made a mark, and then asked, "There are still fifteen days until the end of the exam. You will stay in a double room for fifteen days, right?"

"Correct."

"One hundred spirit stones."

Jiang Yingxue took out a hundred spirit stones without blinking.

Seeing this, Chu Ying quickly took out her purse and planned to give her the room fee, but Jiang Yingxue refused: "You have already fought for first place for me, so I will pay for the accommodation."

"No, no, let's put it this way." Chu Ying resolutely shoved fifty spirit stones at Jiang Yingxue. "Besides, I might not even get first place. How can I bear the thought of you helping me with my studies and paying for my rent? Keep these fifty spirit stones."

Seeing Chu Ying's persistence, Jiang Yingxue did not refuse anymore.

Just then, a shrill laugh came from the left side of the two.

"Hey, isn't this the woman who just broke off the engagement? What did I hear? Fighting for first place? You're a woman, fighting for first place?"

"Hahahahahahaha, this is ridiculous! Don't you think so, little sissy?"

"That's right, tell me something, you little sissy. When we signed up just now, weren't you standing next to that pretty girl?"

The two of them looked and saw four men standing together in a crooked manner.

Walking in front was the man who had just taken the lead in mocking others, and behind him stood three other men.

The one trapped in the middle was the socially anxious Cen Yizi. The other two people were holding Cen Yizi's arms, calling him a sissy.

Cen Yizi did not resist, but just kept his head down and remained silent.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingxue sighed inwardly. A dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator was actually being bullied like this by a bunch of hooligans. There was really no hope for him.

Chu Ying pointed at the group of men angrily and demanded, "Hey! What are you doing? How can you bully others?"

"Bullying? Where is that person? Where is he?" The man standing in front pretended to be panicked, looking around with a mocking face.

Finally, he turned around and pointed at Cen Yizi, smiling even more smugly: "You're not talking about that little sissy, are you? Oh, how could we bully him? Look at us hugging each other, do we look like we're bullying? The four of us are good roommates. Don't you agree, little sissy?"

After saying that, the man reached out and hooked Cen Yizi's chin.

"A real man was called a sissy by you, and you still say you didn't bully him? I think you are going too far!" As the words fell, Chu Ying's fist had condensed into a bright light, and she wished she could rush up and punch that shameless man right now.

Seeing this, Jiang Yingxue cried out in her heart, "Not good!" and quickly grabbed Chu Ying's wrist. In an instant, the spiritual power in Chu Ying's fist dissipated, as if dispelled by a gentle force.

Chu Ying immediately frowned, concentrating her spiritual energy in her fist. If someone without any cultivation deliberately interrupted her like this, she would be attacked. But Jiang Yingxue was as if nothing had happened. Could it be because of her single spiritual root?

"Yingxue..." Chu Ying looked at her in confusion, with a hint of puzzlement in her eyes.

Jiang Yingxue shook her head and said softly, "It's clearly stated on the registration form that candidates are not allowed to fight with each other, otherwise they will be disqualified from the exam."

"But they bully people...what should we do?"

"I'll do it." Jiang Yingxue patted Chu Ying's shoulder and told her to relax.

Then she looked at the man in front of her and asked, "Young Master, your words are really interesting. I wonder which family you are from?"

The man raised his chin when he saw Jiang Yingxue approaching him. He flung open his folding fan and said proudly, "I am Xiao Tianliu, son of the Xiao family of Jinzhou, Canglan Country."

"Oh...Mr. Xiao..." Jiang Yingxue shrugged, a hint of teasing in her eyes, "I haven't heard of it."

"You! What do you mean? My Xiao family is one of the most powerful families in Jinzhou."

"Oh? Really?" Jiang Yingxue looked at him innocently: "Why do wealthy families need to live in a four-person room..."

Her voice was like a gentle breeze, carrying a hint of ease and provocation, making the atmosphere around them suddenly become subtle.

Xiao Tianliu's expression instantly darkened. "That's because I want to make more friends! The Xianyun Sect's disciple recruitment conference is a great opportunity to make friends. Those of you who share a dormitory with me could be the heirs of a powerful family in the future! You girls are just beautiful in appearance, with long hair and short-sightedness."

"Puchi..." Jiang Yingxue couldn't help laughing out loud.

Xiao Tianliu felt offended and asked quickly, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at your short-sightedness. Do you know who that person you called a sissy is?"