Female lead: No, it's me again??

"No ambition."

Feng Siyue wasn't angry at the woman in red saying that. "Who doesn't want to rise to the top in one step? I even want to become a god directly, that way I might be able to find my parents."

"But I'm just a Spirit Master now, those things are too far removed from me."

Xuan Li said seriously, "Once you miss an opportunity, there's no going back."

She looked so serious, as if Feng Siyue had missed some incredible opportunity.

"They're all unrealistic dreams, let's just live for the moment."

Non-existent mythical beasts are like bubbles, causing people to lose their way and ultimately resulting in nothing.

Xuan Li chuckled softly and said nothing more.

Feeling incredibly bored, Feng Siyue glanced at Tangyuan, who was dozing off beside her, and suddenly had the urge to touch it.

Before her hand could even touch it, Tangyuan seemed to sense something, opening its pair of watery fox eyes and showing her its still-growing teeth as a warning.

Feng Siyue: "........."

If you won't let me touch you, fine.

She sat down cross-legged to practice meditation.

Seeing this, the little guy stood up, lazily stretched his round body, and slowly went to find his owner.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth gradually seeped into Feng Siyue's body, circulating through her spiritual meridians countless times before finally settling in her dantian. The feeling of being filled with power throughout her body was addictive to her.

She possesses both fire and wood spiritual roots, a configuration perfectly suited for alchemy.

She has a secret: the purity of her spiritual root has reached an astonishing 97%. In other words, whether it's cultivation or alchemy, the heavens have already paved the way for her.

Of course, this was discovered after Xuan Li's elder brother, who was also her senior, helped her suppress the toxins.

She also has a secret that isn't exactly a secret, a secret known only to her, Xuan Li, and her senior.

She has a soul-devouring curse inside her body.

The Soul-Devouring Curse is a curse planted by the demon race to seize the talents of those with exceptional abilities. It can strip away the host's innate spiritual roots over time, preventing them from living past the age of eighteen.

She was already sixteen years old.

It's hard to imagine that if she hadn't met her senior, she would have died quietly at the age of eighteen, her talent becoming a breeding ground for the growth of the demon race, unnoticed by anyone.

Those afflicted with the Soul-Devouring Curse will have a closed black eye on their wrist, and they must suppress the awakening of the Soul-Devouring Curse through continuous cultivation.

She needs to gather all the necessary materials within two years to refine the Breakthrough Pill in order to survive.

In other words, within two years she not only needs to improve her cultivation and master alchemy, but also needs to gather all the necessary materials, so the timeframe is extremely tight.

She probably won't have any time to rest or have fun in the next two years.

Demons...

This legendary, infamous race should not be allowed to have any chance of reappearing in the world because of her.

Although Feng Siyue is not very ambitious, she still has a sense of racial righteousness.

"Ouch!"

Suddenly, a cry of pain rang out.

Feng Siyue quickly opened her eyes and saw the person who had just been flying a kite sitting on the ground, clutching her knees with a furrowed brow.

His face was covered in mud and he was filthy.

The round, plump fox nestled beside her, licking the back of her hand as if to comfort her.

"Which heartless bastard stuck a wooden stake here?"

"It hurts to death!"

Feng Siyue's heart tightened, and she quickly ran to her side, "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"

My precious little sister can't get injured on the second day after she comes out!

"Ouch! Can't you see I fell?"

Perhaps because the pain was unbearable, Xuan Li's temper also became bad.

"You bastard, you son of a bitch, don't wait until I catch you, or you'll be sorry!"

Seeing that she still had the energy to curse and there was no blood seeping from her knee, Feng Siyue roughly knew that apart from the bruise, she was fine. Only then did she look down at the culprit.

It's called a wooden stake, and it really is a wooden stake.

The piece of brown wood was only about the length of a palm, with a relatively flat cut at the top, making it look like a root left by a farmer cutting down a tree.

so...

Feng Siyue: "......."

She didn't dare to say.

Xuan Li was so angry that she took it out on the little guy next to her, "Tangyuan! Let me bite it!"

"If you can't bite through it, I'll break your teeth!"

The glutinous rice ball next to it let out two soft whimpers and backed away.

Obviously, they were unwilling.

The girl's face darkened, and she threatened, "Tangyuan!"

Forced by its master's tyranny, Tangyuan had no choice but to run to the tree root and try to bite it off with its still-growing baby teeth.

From Feng Siyue's perspective, it looked incredibly tragic.

The fox caught in the crossfire.

Feng Siyue felt a tiny bit reluctant.

"Miss Xuan..."

Perhaps Xuan Li also realized that the little guy's teeth hadn't all grown in yet, so he rubbed his knees before picking Tangyuan up and patting its head, "Never mind, there won't be a next time."

The little guy, with tears welling up in his eyes, snuggled into Xuan Li's arms, looking like a little crybaby who had suffered a great injustice.

Feng Siyue: "......."

There won't be a next time?

Do not understand.

She handed him a handkerchief.

"Wipe your face, it's dirty."

Xuan Li reached out and pushed it away in disgust, "Your fabric is so rough, aren't you afraid of hurting my face?"

The woman took out a more exquisite and soft white handkerchief from her storage ring, wiped her face clean, and then limped to her feet.

Why am I having such bad luck today?