The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

Meng Ci'er's expression changed; this had never happened before at the Ancestor Commemoration Ceremony.

"What happened? Why did the incense break?"

"Does the ancestor not acknowledge Yu Nian'er?"

The disciples below the altar were discussing amongst themselves.

Yu Nian'er couldn't accept this blow, and she looked to Meng Ci'er for help, "Master, what happened?"

"Don't panic, it's probably a problem with the incense," Meng Ci'er reassured her softly. "Let's try it again."

Yu Nian'er nodded, her hands trembling uncontrollably as she held the incense, praying silently that nothing else would go wrong. Otherwise, she would become the laughingstock of the entire sect.

She tremblingly tried to insert the incense into the incense burner, but before she could even insert it, the incense broke!

At the same time, the bronze sword emitted a low, resonant sound.

Everyone's expression changed drastically; this was the first time they had ever witnessed the ancestor's sword manifest its power.

Wei Heyu has joined the fan club.

The name startled Yun Fuzhao.

[Wei Heyu: Girl, go and offer incense for me.]

The live chat immediately buzzed with comments: "Old Wei, you've finally shown up!"

[I guess even Old Man Wei couldn't stand seeing the sect he founded turned into such a mess.]

[Damn it, I also want Xiao Zhaozhao to burn incense for me.]

[He Yu, the first guard of the Yun family brigade, has rewarded us with 2 Grade 7 Rejuvenation Pills, 1 Grade 8 Detoxification Pill, and 1 Grade 9 Breakthrough Pill.]

Yun Fuzhao was dazzled by that series of sights.

What's this called? "He who takes a bribe is bound to be obligated to serve it." Without a word, she jumped down. Offering incense, huh? She's an expert at that. Before every final exam, she would go to the Confucius statue at school to offer incense.

Song Ying stopped her, "Hey, where are you going?"

Yun Fuzhao chuckled, "Let's offer incense!"

Song Ying was stunned. Offering incense? Could it be what she was thinking?

On the altar, Meng Ci'er's brows were so furrowed they could have trapped a fly, while Yu Nian'er was pale-faced. She could even hear disciples below secretly mocking her.

Just as the two were at a loss, they suddenly saw a figure dart up from below the stage.

Upon seeing her face clearly, Meng Ci'er was filled with rage. "Yun Fuzhao! What are you doing here?!"

Yun Fuzhao shrugged. "The ancestor wants me to offer incense to him."

After a moment of silence, the surroundings erupted in bursts of laughter.

"Hahaha! It's broad daylight, why is she dreaming?!"

"Has Yun Fuzhao lost his mind? He dares to say anything."

"Even a genius like Senior Sister Yu can't do it, how dare she, a piece of trash?"

Even Song Ying was worried for her, and she felt quite regretful, thinking, "I should have stopped her just now."

Yu Nian'er suppressed her laughter and earnestly advised, "Senior Sister, please stop fooling around. This is no child's play."

Meng Ci'er sneered, "Yun Fuzhao, don't try to cause trouble for me here, get out of here right now!"

After saying that, he raised his hand to throw Yun Fuzhao down, but the bronze sword suddenly trembled violently and made a disgruntled sound.

Everyone assumed that Yun Fu had offended the ancestor, and that the ancestor was unhappy.

Meng Ci'er's anger intensified, and she raised her hand to slap Yun Fuzhao, but Yun Fuzhao nimbly dodged it. While dodging, she also inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner with both hands.

Everything was silent.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the incense stick stood upright, its smoke curling upwards.

The incense stick was not broken.

Everyone was stunned.

Meng Ci'er was greatly shocked and stared at the incense stick for a long time, speechless.

Yu Nian'er took a step back in surprise, her astonishment quickly replaced by endless resentment and jealousy. She stared intently at Yun Fuzhao, wondering why she always had to steal the glory that belonged to her. Why?!

The bronze sword made a satisfied sound.

Yun Fuzhao bowed to the bronze sword again before innocently saying, "See, I've already told you, but you still don't believe me."

"No, how can Yun Fuzhao be so strange? He's using the Wuji Sword and offering incense to the ancestor. Could he be the legendary chosen one?"

"Did you hear that? The ancestor's sword clearly expressed satisfaction just now."

As sword cultivators, they are mostly able to sense the emotions of their swords.

After Yun Fuzhao finished doing all that, she flipped off the altar without even glancing at the two of them, as if she had only come up there to save the day.

Meng Ci'er was clearly very angry with her, but he didn't dare to show it in front of so many disciples and could only swallow his anger.

"Master, perhaps Nian'er is not worthy." Yu Nian'er's eyes reddened. "From now on, Nian'er will not participate in the Ancestor Commemoration Ceremony..."

"Silly child, what are you saying? It must be Yun Fuzhao who did something. Master will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly."

That being said, Meng Ci'er was also clear-headed. He had supervised the entire ceremony, so what tricks could Yun Fuzhao possibly pull?

It was just a comforting remark made when he saw his apprentice was upset.

Yun Fuzhao returned to the back of the line.

[Yun Family Squad 1 Guard He Yu: Good girl, worthy of being a disciple of my Boundless Sword Sect.]

Yun Fuzhao was a little uncomfortable with the praise. She scratched her face and smiled shyly.

"Senior Sister Yun, was it really the Ancestor who sent you?"

Song Ying looked on with curiosity.

Other outer disciples also gathered around to eavesdrop.

Yun Fuzhao fabricated a story: "Last night, the ancestor appeared to me in a dream and asked me to offer incense."

The outer disciples let out a series of envious exclamations of "Wow—"

The inner disciples standing in front of them scoffed, "A bunch of worthless bastards, what are they getting so worked up about?"

"That's right. Instead of wasting time on that, you should focus on cultivating, otherwise you'll only ever be an outer disciple for the rest of your life."

The outer disciples were used to their mockery. The sect had a strict hierarchy, and the pills and cultivation techniques enjoyed by the inner disciples were beyond the reach of ordinary disciples like them, so it was understandable that they looked down on others.

The ancestral rites passed quickly, and as Yun Fuzhao left, he saw many inner disciples surrounding Yu Nian'er to comfort her.

This is definitely a classic "favorite among the group" story.

She wasn't interested and left after one glance.

The thing Yun Fuzhao is most concerned about right now is that she heard from Song Ying that the outer disciples are very busy every day. This busyness includes, but is not limited to, cleaning the residences of the peak masters, feeding the spirit pets of the direct disciples, and completing the tasks assigned by the Merit Hall.

She's so busy, how could she slack off?

However, she heard that the peak master of Yangsheng Peak, who is also the fifth elder of Wuya Sword Sect, is notoriously lazy and has not taken on any disciples for many years because he is too lazy to teach.

If you become his personal disciple, Yun Fuzhao can do whatever he wants and won't have to do all these messy chores.

Suddenly, there was something to look forward to in life.

So Yun Fuzhao went back and immediately sat down to meditate, circulating her energy through several small cycles, and finally...

Got nothing.

Are you kidding me? Do you think it's so easy to cultivate the five spiritual roots?

If you fall down, lie down where you fell.

Yun Fuzhao was tired, so he took out his chaise lounge and lay down again.

[Hong Ziqing rewards cultivation points]

As Yun Fuzhao watched the cultivation power merge into her dantian, she instantly went from the Foundation Establishment stage to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Void stage.

He sat up in shock while dying of illness.

[Hong Ziqing: It's alright, Xiao Zhaozhao has already done a great job by circulating her energy through several minor cycles~]

Let whoever wants to suffer the hardships of cultivation do so; Yun Fuzhao certainly doesn't have to.

Jie Jie Jie!