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

"Master! We're back!"

Chu Ying shouted happily. As soon as she stepped into the gate of Xianyun Sect, she couldn't wait to run towards the first peak. Her steps were light and quick, almost like she was running.

Everyone walked through the layers of stone steps, but as soon as they stepped onto the first peak, their steps stopped instantly, and the scene before them shocked them greatly.

Is this still the first peak they remembered?!

On the layers of steps, the paths paved with bluestone slabs meander. The once simple buildings have become exquisite pavilions, with carved beams, painted buildings, flying eaves and pointed corners, revealing a luxurious atmosphere everywhere.

Even the outer disciples passing by were obviously dressed more luxuriously than before.

Chu Ying exclaimed, "I thought Master would secretly hide some of the spirit stones, but I didn't expect him to actually renovate the First Peak!"

Just as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from behind him, low and slightly teasing: "What are you talking about? Are you saying bad things about me?"

Everyone turned around, their eyes immediately set on the tall figure. Wan Jinan put his hands behind his back and slowly walked towards them.

"Master." Yan Chuan and others said almost in unison.

Wan Jinan nodded slightly, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally landed on Yan Chuan: "How's the matter going with asking you to go to Master Zheng to get the sword?"

"The sword has been retrieved." Yan Chuan showed the Firefly Sword again.

"No way?" Wan Jin'an frowned slightly, took a few steps closer, took the Firefly Sword, and examined it carefully: "Did that guy really refine a sword with all attributes?"

Upon hearing this, everyone smiled in tacit understanding and remained silent.

"In that case, our chances of winning the sect competition have increased! Oh, and take a look at how I've renovated the First Peak this time."

After saying that, Wan Jinan quickly looked at Jiang Yingxue. Jiang Yingxue was slightly stunned, then smiled and nodded: "This looks like it can be compared to the Fifth Peak."

Wan Jinan was immediately pleased when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise: "Of course! Although the treasures here are still slightly inferior to those of the Fifth Peak, but at first glance, the appearance is on the same level as the Fifth Peak. I wonder if they will dare to make a big deal out of us being poor in the future!"

Wan Jin'an's face was just beginning to show a smug look, but when he thought about maintaining the solemnity of his master, he quickly cleared his throat, lowered his voice slightly, and regained his usual dignity: "By the way, from now on, you all have to practice hard. The sect competition will be held soon. The sect master has discussed with the masters of our various peaks and said that in order to be fair, each peak will send four disciples. We will send the four of you from the First Peak, so don't even think about slacking off during this time."

Mentioning this, Jiang Yingxue suddenly remembered that in the original novel, the first peak only sent out Yan Chuan and Cen Yizi as sword cultivators.

Due to insufficient numbers, the male and female protagonists of Dan Xiu were asked to take up these two positions in a hurry.

Seeing that the First Peak was about to end up with one win and three losses, the male protagonist He Qingfeng turned the tide at the critical moment, allowing the Xianyun Sect sword cultivator to tie with the opponent at 2 to 2.

But this time, everyone got the natal sword that suits their attributes, and all four positions are full, so getting three wins and one loss should not be a difficult task.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yingxue felt that she could give up again.

So in the next few months, Wan Jinan was like a beast full of fighting spirit, tirelessly leading his four disciples in high-intensity training day and night.

He put almost all his thoughts into the upcoming sect competition, requiring his disciples to practice their own unique skills and strive to win the competition in one fell swoop.

Several people were growing rapidly at a visible rate, their progress almost astonishing Wan Jinan. However, Jiang Yingxue was the only one who couldn't practice her killer move no matter how hard she tried.

As the autumn wind gradually picks up, the ginkgo trees in the sect begin to turn yellow with the passing of seasons, and large expanses of golden color cover the mountains.

Seeing that the sect competition was about to begin, Jiang Yingxue had not made any progress even after practicing every day. Wan Jinan was so worried that his eyes went dark.

Wan Jinan couldn't understand why Jiang Yingxue hadn't made any progress.

This shouldn't be possible. He has ice attributes, a top-grade single spiritual root, and the bonus of a magic weapon. How come he can't even practice a single move?

In the trial field, sunlight shone through the sparse clouds onto the vast ground. Yan Chuan and the other three stood in their respective areas and began their training.

Wan Jinan stood not far away, his eyes sharp as a knife, closely watching Jiang Yingxue's every move. His brows were furrowed, and he was obviously not satisfied with Jiang Yingxue's performance: "Concentrate, mobilize your spiritual power, and do it again!"

"Yes..."

Jiang Yingxue pursed her lips, then obediently raised her sword, got into position, and shouted: "Break the Thousand Miles of Ice!"

A blast of sword energy shot out, striking the wooden dummy with a thud. A deep mark was instantly left on the wooden mannequin's chest, and a chill spread, even turning the surface of the wood slightly white.

However, this is far from enough...

Wan Jinan stood aside, staring at the trajectory of the sword energy, his expression still grim.

He pointed to a pile of broken wooden and iron figures not far away and sighed, "Look at the strength those three are exerting, and then look at you. They're completely different. Didn't I teach you clearly enough? That shouldn't be the case. I remember when you first got the Buzhou Sword, you swung it with so much strength. Why are you in such a mess now?"

Jiang Yingxue feigned helplessness and sighed softly, "Master, it's not that I can't swing at the same level as I did back then, but if you ask me to use as much spiritual power as I did the first time I swung the Buzhou Sword, I'm afraid my spiritual power will be drained out again. Why bother?"

Just as he finished speaking, a clear female voice suddenly rang out: "Wow... Is this the power of the Buzhou Sword? It's really powerful."

Jiang Yingxue looked in the direction of the voice and saw the two sisters Duan Ningning and Duan Qingqing looking at her outside the fence of the trial field.

She frowned slightly. "This is the First Peak. Why are you two here...?"

"Come and take a look, can't you?"

Duan Qingqing was wearing a lavender dress, her long hair fluttering in the wind.

She glanced at the little wooden figure, and after seeing the sword marks on it, she sneered: "You are a sword cultivator, but your level is not even comparable to that of my sister, an alchemy cultivator. If it were my sister, let alone the Buzhou Sword, an ordinary sword would be enough to shatter this wooden figure!"

"Qingqing!" Duan Ningning immediately frowned and shook Duan Qingqing's arm: "Don't be rude! Junior Sister Jiang is holding the divine weapon Buzhou Sword. The divine weapon recognizes its master, which means that Junior Sister Jiang must have extraordinary abilities, but we just don't know it."