I woke up to find myself as the villain's older sister.

Southern Spirit Continent, Kuntian Domain, Moon-Holding Valley.

“Bone age nine, mutated ice spirit root, root value ninety-one.” The cultivator was greatly shocked as he looked at the petite and adorable girl in front of him.

The crowd waiting for the test behind the girl were all in an uproar when they heard the cultivator's words: "A root value of ninety-one ice spirit root, such talent is probably unique in the world."

The cultivator chuckled and left the long queue behind him, taking the girl's hand as they headed into the sect.

Although it is called a valley, it is built on a mountain. However, unlike the majestic Xuanmiao Gate, the valley is slightly flatter and does not have as many steep peaks.

Yun Yu'er followed the cultivator all the way to a palace. This was originally the place where the head of Xianyue Valley would choose his final disciples. In her previous life, she and five others, including Yun Qingrou, competed here to become the head of Xianyue Valley's last disciple.

Looking at everything familiar around her, Yun Yu'er smiled. Although she didn't understand why she had entered this place ahead of schedule in this life, it was still a good thing.

"Li Liu, what's wrong with you? How come you just brought people in like that?"

There were many people in the palace. Apart from the sect leader at the head, the others were all elders of the Moon-Holding Valley.

Upon hearing the question, Li Liu excitedly pointed to Yun Yu'er beside him: "Reporting to Elder Wang Jun, this girl has a rare ice spirit root, and its root value is as high as ninety-one. She has already broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage at the age of nine!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall was startled and looked at Yun Yu'er. They were high-level cultivators, and they could tell at a glance that Yun Yu'er was at the early stage of Foundation Establishment from the moment she entered. Although it was not uncommon for someone under the age of sixteen to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, it was not very rare either, so they were not very surprised.

But when they heard the words "ice spirit root" and "ninety-one", they became uneasy. Mutated spirits are extremely rare, let alone ice spirit roots with a root value as high as ninety-one.

The gazes of everyone in the hall toward Yun Yu'er became fervent, and many began to consider taking her as their disciple.

"Cough cough."

The sudden cough caught the attention of the elders. Looking in the direction of the sound, the burning enthusiasm in their hearts was immediately dampened, leaving them feeling utterly disheartened.

The sect leader is sitting here. With such outstanding talent, the sect leader will definitely accept him as his disciple. They shouldn't even dream about it.

It's a pity to have such a good prospect.

Yun Yu'er looked at the man sitting at the head of the table. He was dressed in a moon-white robe, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance. His straight nose and sculpted features were as handsome as if carved by a knife.

This was her master in her past life, and he will be her master in this life as well.

She stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Yun Yu'er greets the Sect Leader and all the elders." After speaking, she continued to observe the reactions of those around her.

She was already quite cute, with big, bright, and sparkling eyes. When she looked around, no one in the hall felt offended; on the contrary, they found her adorable.

Seeing Yun Yu'er's adorable actions, Ji Lan smiled slightly and instructed Li Liu, "Go outside and tell everyone that I have already accepted a closed-door disciple, so the selection competition later is unnecessary."

"Yes, Sect Leader, this disciple obeys."

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Xuanmiao Gate, Peach Blossom Peak.

"I'll demonstrate again, watch carefully."

Yun Qingyi was unaware that Yun Yu'er had already become a disciple of the sect leader of Xianyue Valley. At this moment, she was diligently practicing sword control with Ci Gui.

She fell off the Lingji Sword again, but luckily the sword was intelligent and quickly caught Yun Qingyi as she fell from the sky, preventing her from falling flat on her face.

Ci Gui's eyes twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but doubt his life. His once elegant appearance, dressed in white and radiant, now looked slightly disheveled after teaching Yun Qingyi to control her sword.

"Master..." Yun Qingyi looked at Ci Gui timidly, chuckled, trying to ease the embarrassment of not having learned how to practice swordsmanship for half a day.

What aloof beauty, what an elegant and otherworldly appearance she had—all vanished at this moment.

Ci Gui sighed, preparing to demonstrate for the 193rd time: "Watch closely, I'll demonstrate one more time."

Ci Gui then explained again how to control spiritual energy to make the spirit sword work for him.

He then used his qi to control the sword, summoning his own sword as the qi surged and the sword moved. To make it clearer for Yun Qingyi, Ci Gui visualized his spiritual energy, turning it into starlight that flowed around the long sword beneath his feet.

"Do you see that? The starlight surrounding the spirit sword is the spiritual energy I use to control it."

Staring at the starlight around the spirit sword, Yun Qingyi seemed to have a sudden realization. She then summoned spiritual energy and, like Ci Gui, transformed spiritual energy into starlight to control the spirit sword.

As she carefully stepped onto the air and soared away, feeling the whistling wind around her, Yun Qingyi excitedly shouted to Ci Gui, "Master, I've learned how to fly on a sword!"

Looking at the long trail of stardust, Ci Gui opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

Well, her lightning spiritual root is top-grade, and she's also blessed with the Nine Heavens Divine Lightning Technique, so this little bit of extra spiritual energy loss shouldn't be a big deal.

Xuanmiao Gate, Ziwei Peak.

"Qingrou, I heard you started cultivating when you were little. Let me see how your cultivation is going, okay?" Qingyue said gently to Yun Qingrou, looking at the lovely and bright girl in front of her with great affection.

"Yes, Master." Yun Qingrou obediently replied, her water elemental spiritual power surging, and a domineering and cold spiritual energy shot out from her hand. In an instant, dozens of ancient trees around her crashed down.

Seeing the ancient tree that had not only fallen but was also completely unrecognizable, Qingyue froze for a moment.

"Master?" Yun Qingrou waved her hand in front of Qingyue, somewhat puzzled.

"This...this..." Qingyue pointed at the tree, looked at Yun Qingrou, looked at the tree again, and then looked at Yun Qingrou again. For a moment, she was speechless.

Is this how water-type spiritual roots are used? Healing? Healing? Shouldn't they be best at healing? Why do they seem even more powerful than the legendary lightning spiritual roots?

Qingyue had a slight headache and silently put away the injured little rabbit she had prepared for Yun Qingrou.

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Mysterious Gate, Flowing Light Peak.

"Master, get up! You said you would teach me yesterday, but you haven't taught me yet!" Gu Qiqing shouted while banging on the door.

"I'm here, I'm here. I just slept a little longer, didn't I?" Lingfeng appeared in front of Gu Qiqing looking exhausted.

Gu Qiqing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Lingfeng appear, then said with a serious expression, "Master, those who cultivate immortality need to be diligent and persevere in order to reach the Great Dao. Master, your laziness and slackness in cultivation are very dangerous."

Lingfeng watched the young man in front of him chatter on and on, and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. What was all this nonsense? He had never taken on a disciple before, so why was his disciple so unique?

Not only is he a cultivation fanatic himself, but he also dragged him into it, never stopping from asking him for advice on this and that ever since he became his disciple.

When told to go find his senior brothers and sisters, what did he say? He actually said that his senior brothers and sisters had their own things to do, and if he needed to find them, what would be the point of having him as their master? He was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot.

Helpless, Lingfeng could only sacrifice his own entertainment time to accompany him in his cultivation.

Lingfeng looked at Gu Qiqing wearily and sighed, "Speak, what don't you understand this time?"