After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Anyway, she always felt that Jiang Yueming was actually very impatient to teach these idiots.

However, this time she guessed wrong.

When Jiang Yueming entered, he was followed by a row of disciples. Judging by their attire, they weren't from the Qiankun Sect. Each of them had a kite tail embroidered on their shoulder using Yueyin thread. It wasn't easy to see in the dark, but when the sun shone on them, they looked like floating golden light or koi carp entering the sea, a truly magnificent sight.

Moreover, each of these disciples was born with delicate features and handsome eyebrows, and they looked like immortal children at first glance.

"Everyone, from today on, you will have fellow Taoists from your friendly sects to study with you. After school, you can exchange interesting stories from both sects, or discuss your respective cultivation experiences. However, you all know my temper. If anyone becomes lazy and makes jokes, and does not strive for progress because of this, I will not show mercy, even in front of other sects. Everyone, do you understand?"

Jiang Yueming glanced at everyone lightly.

The disciples in the hall did not dare to object, and all bowed and half-saluted: "Yes."

But they were still young after all. Even though they said "yes" verbally, their eyes were still secretly looking at the disciples of the Right Sect, especially the one leading the group. Although he was young, he had an extraordinary appearance and temperament. His every move showed the demeanor of a great immortal family.

Even Shui Lian'er, who was used to seeing young masters from aristocratic families, couldn't help but pull Jiang Liqian's sleeve and exclaim in amazement.

"Xiao Douya, look at him. Oh my god, he's just as handsome as your junior brother. What sect is he from? Why did he come to our sect to chant scriptures and learn to read?"

"How about we go over and ask after school? I'm telling you, I grew up in the Tiangan Sect, and I don't know what other sects are like. I wonder if they're the same as ours, all..."

Shui Lian'er was whispering excitedly, but she felt that there was something wrong with the person whose sleeve she was pulling. The fingers she touched were ice-cold. She was startled and looked up.

Jiang Liqian, whose face was completely drained of blood, was staring at the disciple she mentioned. The darkness in her eyes seemed to swallow the person whole.

She was startled and was about to call her name, but someone beat her to it.

"Senior Sister, your scriptures fell."

The clear voice was like a cold spring entering her ears, instantly bringing Jiang Liqian back to her senses. She watched Xu Youan pick up the book for her, looking at her with worry in his eyes, pursed his lips, and lowered his eyes to hide the crazy murderous intent in his eyes.

The nails dug into the flesh inch by inch.

"Sister."

Feeling warm on his hand, Xu Youan looked at her with even more worry.

"If you feel unwell, I will go back with you to rest."

Jiang Liqian tightened her fingers, then slowly loosened them. She turned away from him, pulled her hand back, and said in a cold voice, "No need."

Xu Youan's eyes paused, and he withdrew his hand little by little.

Shui Lian'er didn't understand what was going on and asked hesitantly: "Li Qian, do you... know him?" She pointed at the leading disciple.

A flash of murderous intent swept through her eyes. Jiang Liqian tried her best to restrain herself and turned her head away in disgust: "I don't recognize it..."

"My name is Gu Chengxue, a disciple of the head of the Jishen Sect. Nice to meet you, fellow Taoist." The young boy, who had just had a cold expression in front of everyone, suddenly moved to the side of her desk and took the initiative to greet her.

He is noble and elegant, with humble and graceful manners.

Coupled with his sky-blue clothes, he looks as beautiful as the clear moon.

It was the same when she first met him in her previous life.

A gentleman is like jade, a young man is like the wind, with a jade crown and rings, and brocade and clouds.

He is the son of aristocratic family, a direct disciple of the sect leader, and the future heir to the second-largest sect in the world.

And she was only fortunate enough to become a disciple of the Immortal Master Qingzhi because of her good spiritual roots. She was an orphan without a father or mother and without the support of family elders.

The sky and the earth were two tracks that would never intersect, but God played a huge joke on them.

Jiang Liqian still couldn't forget that day. The sun was shining brightly, cranes were circling in the sky, and she was holding a sword in her hand. She had just killed a seventh-level monster and returned safely with her fellow brothers and sisters who had gained experience. Before she could even use the Dust Removal Technique to clean the blood off her body, she was called to the Mingjing Pavilion by the Immortal Master Qingzhi.

In the pavilion, the master said to her.

Li'er, you and Gu Chengxue, a disciple of the Jishen Sect, are destined to be together. I want you to get engaged to him. When both of you break through the Nascent Soul stage, we will hold the Taoist Couple Ceremony. Are you willing?

What was she thinking at that time?

She immediately clenched the sword in her hand.

The blood on his body dripped from his sleeves and onto the sword, making the sword hum.

But she just said, "It's up to the master to decide."

She knew the concerns of her master and even the entire Qiankun Sect. The Qiankun Sect was a major sect in the world, with countless geniuses among its members, and it had already stood too high.

If you don't admire your own beauty, it will be lonely at the top.

A large imbalance of resources will only bring about turmoil in the world of cultivation. There will be countless people who will be jealous, resentful, envious, and slanderous... Those who successfully enter the Qiankun Sect will become arrogant and look down on others, while those who are eliminated by the Qiankun Sect will harbor resentment and wait for an opportunity to retaliate.

And at that time, the Qiankun Sect had already discovered the traces of the demons.

Killing demons and protecting the people is the mission of the Qiankun Sect. The Qiankun Sect cannot be in chaos, so a perfect marriage can not only show the friendship of the Qiankun Sect to other sects, but also work together to maintain the peace of the cultivation world and prepare for tracking down the traces of the demons and eradicating them.

Besides, Master would not lie to her.

The fortune-telling skills of Immortal Master Qingzhi were no less than those of the Tianji Pavilion. She had indeed seen in Chenyuan Account that she had a destined Taoist partner, and the entanglements between them were difficult to break, and it would be difficult for her to achieve immortality.

She is not afraid of the road ahead, and she also understands her responsibilities as the master's first disciple.

She was raised by the Qiankun Sect and her master taught her the immortal arts. She regards the sect as her home and her master as her only relative. He is like a teacher and a father to her. She has no right to refuse to serve the sect and the people.

When she walked out of Mingjing Pavilion, she saw Gu Chengxue standing in the corridor waiting for her. He was desolate, his Taoist robe was hazy, and there was a dazzling morning sun in his handsome eyes.

His sword, like all his others, gleamed coldly, waiting to be unsheathed.

She suddenly didn't feel so unwilling anymore.

She thought that at least she and he were compatible in the way of swordsmanship, and in the future they would help each other in fighting demons, defending the way, and striving for immortality.

So later, when there were thousands of dangerous mountains and the abyss of life and death, she always stood by his side, fought against the enemies with him, carried him back to the sect after a life-or-death experience, and went to the deep sea to search for medicine to save him, despite countless dangers.

She thought she had done well enough. As an engaged wife, she had done everything she should have done, and even did better. She felt that she had a clear conscience towards him.

But what did she get in return?

What did she get?

They didn't have the deep love between husband and wife that the younger junior sister talked about, nor the mutual respect that the second junior brother talked about. The master said that love was destined and could not be avoided. She thought it was a calamity for becoming an immortal.

Actually not.

She was blind, and her sword was not sharp enough.