Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Jade pendant space.

"Puff... cough cough cough..."

Mo Lanyi gasped in pain, her pretty little face turned pale, leaving only ferocious hatred.

"Damn, damn, damn, damn!"

As she cursed, the life force of the space rushed into her chest and repaired the bloody hole.

"Ji Wushuang! Damn it!!!"

The old ghost fairy turned around and reappeared, his body faded a lot, and from a distance, it looked like a wisp of smoke.

He said tiredly, "You were careless this time. If your heart wasn't on the right side, not even a Daluo Jinxian could save you."

That’s right, Mo Lanyi’s heart is on the right side, and she has a light spiritual root with the ability to repair herself automatically. Coupled with the life force of the jade pendant, this injury will heal sooner or later.

But Mo Lanyi's hatred for Ji Wushuang will never be eliminated, and she is even a little angry towards the old ghost fairy.

"Didn't you say she was useless? Why is she so powerful?!"

The old ghost fairy said awkwardly, "She is indeed a waste, but she has cultivated the sword spirit!"

"Sword Intent?"

"That's right! Sword cultivators, like physical cultivators, don't need to worry about spiritual roots. Physical cultivation is about tempering oneself, while sword cultivation is about tempering the sword! As long as a sword cultivator has a sword in hand and cultivates to the pinnacle, he will be the most powerful being! A sword cultivator who masters the sword spirit is even more terrifying. A single sword can break all methods and a single force can defeat ten skills. Did you know?"

Mo Lanyi was almost mad with anger.

I thought Ji Wushuang was a useless person who couldn't cultivate, but unexpectedly, she is actually a sword cultivator?!

"Fortunately, your identity has not been exposed. You should get along well with her in the future."

"what?"

"Aren't you the best at pleasing people and hugging their thighs? You better hold on tight!"

Mo Lanyi already had chest pain, and when she heard what the old ghost fairy said, she almost vomited blood.

She suddenly remembered something and said, "Since Ji Wushuang is so powerful, she must be lucky, right? Can't we transfer her luck here as well?"

The old ghost fairy had a constipated expression on his face: "No, she has no luck..."

"No?"

"Yes, no."

"How could I be so lucky without her?"

Old Ghost Immortal: “…”

Is it possible that they rely on strength rather than luck?

The old ghost immortal's body was as transparent as the law. He said quickly: "I will be in seclusion for a while to recuperate. During this time, you must be careful."

"understood."

The old ghost fairy sighed and wanted to say something, but it was too late. He hurriedly drilled into the soul-nourishing tree in the space. The arrow just now consumed a lot of his strength, but in the end he failed to hit the target. It was really frustrating.

After the old ghost immortal fell asleep, Mo Lanyi left the jade pendant space after healing his injuries, and tore up the teleportation talisman and rushed back to the sect as soon as possible.

……

Ji Wushuang returned to the sect and summoned the crane. The man and the crane stared at each other in a daze for a long time. Finally, the crane hung its head, endured the pain of its feathers being stained, and let the coal ball sit on its back. It carried her all the way back to Zhuxing Peak, and then ran away quickly as if a ghost was chasing it.

Ji Wushuang looked at his blackened hands and the coal marks in the shape of a "human" on the crane's body.

"..."

She said she also has mysophobia. Does Xianhe believe it?

Forget it, I'll bring it more delicious food next time.

Ji Wushuang first took a shower, had a good meal, and was about to take a nap to recuperate, but Lian Xing came back in a hurry and kept nagging him until his ears were almost covered with calluses.

"Young Master, what's wrong with all these injuries? Are you trying to kill my disciple...blah blah..."

"Little Grandmaster, no matter where you go in the future, you must tell your disciple about it...blah blah..."

Ji Wushuang: “…”

I'm afraid I'm afraid.

Lian Xing is a man, why is he so talkative?

Finally, Ji Wushuang repeatedly assured her that she would never sneak out again, and she was just about to raise her hand and swear, and only then did Lian Xing let her go.

After eating, drinking and sleeping well, Ji Wushuang's injuries were almost healed. She tried to refine the Purple Qi of Heaven, but found that it was not a simple task and required gradual progress.

In that case, let’s take the Six Arts class first.

After being struck by the Heavenly Dao yesterday, Ji Wushuang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and realized a new shortcut to cultivate the Six Arts!

Just try it today, what if it works?

Moreover, now that Mo Lanyi was killed by her, the luck of the two great enemies, Lian Yuan and Lu Xingzhou, should have returned. She has lived up to the trust of her second master.

Thinking of this, Ji Wushuang leisurely arrived at the Huangfa Building of the Mission Institute.

As soon as she stepped in, someone came over quickly and called her affectionately.

"Junior sister, you're here?"

Ji Wushuang looked at the flawless, smiling face, and a question mark slowly emerged in his mind.

Dark blue clothes?

Is she still alive?

No... She clearly stabbed her heart with a sword, why is she still alive?

Is this the immortal dark ruins insect?

No, Ji Wushuang absolutely believed in his own strength...

She had heard that there was a kind of "mirror person" in the world whose heart was on the right side. Could she be one of them?

It doesn’t matter. If she can kill her the first time, she can kill her the second time. The worst that can happen is that she will be struck by lightning again.

Ji Wushuang's heart was filled with murderous intent, and the purple energy of heaven in her body suddenly jumped up and down, cursing.

Ji Wushuang understood.

What it meant was that if she wanted to refine it and forge it into a sword bone, she could not kill its son of destiny, otherwise they would both perish and be destroyed.

Ji Wushuang sneered, just you?

She kept such a ball of purple energy just to "cherish her talent". Ji Wushuang didn't even need to use the sword intent, she could wipe it out with just her spiritual sense!

The purple energy of the Heavenly Dao also laughed: If I were outside your body, of course I couldn’t do anything to you, but now I am inside your body, who do you think will die first between the two of us?

Ji Wushuang, who took the initiative to eat the Purple Qi of Heaven, said: "..."

Uh, I was careless...