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

Qiu Zhida stood in the woods, a cold breeze blew past, lifting the edge of his robe.

A flicker of hesitation flashed across his eyes, but then turned into a disdainful sneer. He whispered, "It's just a pair of wings."

However, just as he opened his mouth to say this, he caught a glimpse of Luo Wei's eyes, which were faintly cold. His heart shuddered, and he quickly swallowed back the subsequent sarcasm.

He pondered for a moment, then changed his tone and asked cautiously, "What's so special about those wings?"

"Those are the wings of the elves, but only the wings of the elven royal family are golden."

Qiu Zhida frowned slightly, vaguely aware of the seriousness of the problem. He hesitated and said, "You mean—"

Luo Wei nodded slowly, his gaze beneath the mask as sharp as cold stars. "Indeed, others may not know this, but I know elves very well. Yan Chuan is definitely a member of the elven royal family. More importantly, if such a royal family member were to be possessed by the devil, as long as he could endure the pain and torture of the devil's path, within five years, it wouldn't be impossible for him to reach the Mahayana stage, let alone the Spiritualization stage."

Qiu Zhida frowned slightly: "But even so, Yan Chuan is from the Xianyun Sect and is full of righteousness. How could he be possessed by a demon?"

"What are you talking about?" Luo Wei sneered. "Did you forget that he nearly went insane during the preliminaries? If he were truly righteous, how could he have nearly gone insane? He must have some hidden secret. If he doesn't seek power or wealth, then we have to find his weak spot before we can strike."

"Weakness..." Qiu Zhida pondered for a moment: "Then what good ideas does Lord Luo Wei have now?"

Luo Wei turned to look at Qiu Zhida: "A person's weaknesses are nothing more than the people they love, their parents, their wives and children, or their mentors and friends."

"If we want to use his parents as a weakness, wouldn't we have to look for someone from the elves? But as far as I know, the elves have always been secretive. Where can we find them?"

Luo Wei raised his lips in an ambiguous sneer and uttered a single word quietly, "No."

He paused, a gleam of light flashing in his dark eyes. "I've sent people to investigate Yan Chuan these past few days. When he was ten years old, he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. He was saved by Wan Jin'an, and later became his disciple. Also, on the day of the preliminaries, he spread his wings for the first time in a state of great emotion. I think he doesn't have a close relationship with the elves, or even has no contact with them. Otherwise, why would he only show the characteristics of a royal family now?"

Qiu Zhida nodded and continued, "So it sounds like his master Wan Jinan is more likely to be his weak spot than his parents?"

"That's true, but I always feel that Wan Jinan is a dishonest person all day long. He acts like a jerk all day long. Whether he can become Yan Chuan's weakness is another matter."

"But he saved Yan Chuan's life after all. This favor can't be insignificant, right?"

Luo Wei raised his hand and rubbed his chin, thinking for a moment: "You have a point. Since Wan Jinan saved him, he might really be the key to prying Yan Chuan. But this alone is still not enough. If we want to make Yan Chuan completely collapse, we need a more stable bargaining chip."

Qiu Zhida's eyes flashed with a sharpness, and he asked tentatively: "You mean... to set up a trap?"

Luo Wei slowly turned his head, his eyes sweeping across Qiu Zhida like a knife blade, his tone cold and resolute, "Indeed, a strategy that takes advantage of the situation. It can not only test Yan Chuan's true weakness, but also leave him with no way to retreat."

Qiu Zhida's heart trembled, but he immediately suppressed the inexplicable chill and replied in a low voice, "I understand."

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"Ah!"

On the boat back to Xianyun Sect, Wan Jinan sneezed violently. He sniffed and muttered, "Really? Which bastard is scolding me?"

Inside the cabin, several peak masters and inner disciples were sipping tea and discussing things.

The candlelight flickered, stretching the shadows of the Peak Master and the inner disciples longer and shorter. A group of people sat in the center, the aroma of tea intertwined with a hint of chill in the air.

The leader of the second peak was holding a teacup, blowing away the floating leaves gracefully. Upon hearing this, he raised his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced coldly at Wan Jinan: "You are really becoming less and less like a leader. You speak so vulgarly, how can you be so decent? Can't you be quiet?"

"Tsk, how could I be so vulgar?" He rubbed his nose and then looked at the sect leader: "It's all your fault. You rushed back to the sect so late at night. I can tell from looking at you that you caught a cold."

The Sect Master slowly put down the teacup in his hand, stroked his graying beard, and said with a hint of mockery: "If you really catch cold so easily, the position of Peak Master should have been replaced long ago."

A burst of laughter echoed in the cabin, and the atmosphere became slightly more relaxed.

The Sect Master sat up slightly straighter, the smile in his eyes gradually faded, and his tone became serious: "But let's get down to business. I suddenly summoned everyone back to the sect overnight because I do have something important to announce."

The air suddenly became stagnant, and everyone put down their teacups and looked at the sect leader.

The Sect Master sighed and said, "The first thing to do is to praise the First and Fifth Peaks. To be honest, our Xianyun Sect hasn't felt so proud in a long time."

The sect master's gaze lingered on Wan Jin'an and Lin Hai, his tone tinged with emotion as he said, "Ever since that incident fifty years ago, our sect's sword cultivators haven't won a place in any major competitions. Fortunately, the alchemy cultivators have risen to prominence and have been far ahead over the years. In this year's sect competition, the sword cultivators finally triumphed and took first place, and the alchemy cultivators also held on to first place. What a double blessing!"

At this point, the clan leader's voice suddenly rose a few notches, and he looked at Wan Jinan: "Xiao Wan, it hasn't been easy these past few years, has it?"

Wan Jinan wanted to say something modest, but just as he raised his head to speak, he heard Lin Hai beside him say first: "It's really not easy! After all, there are two disciples in the Nascent Soul stage hidden."

Upon hearing this, Wan Jinan, far from being angry, smiled even more broadly. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand and touched his nose, his tone full of ease: "Oh, isn't this all to give everyone a surprise?" He raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Chuan and Jiang Yingxue standing behind him.

Wan Jinan then pointed at He Qingfeng behind Lin Hai and said, "You're not bad either. Didn't your disciple reach the Golden Core stage in just one year? And this time, the Fifth Peak took first place. I heard this disciple made a great contribution, so you were so happy that you accepted him as an inner disciple. Otherwise, he wouldn't be standing here tonight."

Lin Hai smiled and said, "Indeed, this disciple of mine is a rare talent. Not only is he a first-rate alchemist, but his swordsmanship is also quite good, Qingfeng..."

"Yes, Master."

Lin Hai pretended to be modest, but said something with a hidden meaning: "From now on, you must be more respectful to Master Wan Feng and let him guide you more."

He Qingfeng nodded slightly, obviously much more cautious than before: "Yes, Master."