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

For half a month, Yun Qingyi spent her time cultivating. Ci Gui taught her many practical secret techniques, which she was to learn within six months. The sect's grand competition, held once every ten years, was six months later, and she had already registered for it.

Yun Qingyi asked curiously what the sect's grand competition was for, and Ci Gui looked at her in confusion: "Isn't there a sect code? Didn't you read it?"

"Uh, there are too many words, I don't want to read them," Yun Qingyi thought to herself.

Of course, she couldn't say this to her master directly. Just as Yun Qingyi was carefully considering how to start the conversation, Ci Gui patiently explained it to her.

"The Xuanmiao Sect holds a competition every ten years. The top three winners have the opportunity to select an item from the Treasure Pavilion. The first-place winner will also receive 3,000 points, which can be exchanged for cultivation techniques, pills, and other items at the Merit Pavilion."

The top ten will receive 3,000 points and 800 high-grade spirit stones; the top twenty will receive 2,000 points and 600 high-grade spirit stones; the top fifty will receive 1,000 points and 300 high-grade spirit stones; the top one hundred will receive 500 points and 100 high-grade spirit stones; and all those who finish after 100 will receive a participation prize of 20 points and 50 mid-grade spirit stones.

After finishing his speech, Ci Gui continued to say to Yun Qingyi, "You lacked practical experience before, so this is a good opportunity to practice. Your Thunder Whip is no ordinary weapon. Since you prefer to use whips, you should thoroughly study the 'Qi Family Thirty-Six Whip Techniques' that I gave you a few days ago."

"I understand, Master."

"Alright, that's all for today. I'm leaving now." As if remembering something, Ci Gui stopped and turned back, saying, "Although the sect rules have a lot of words, I still need to take a good look at them."

Watching Ci Gui's departing figure, Yun Qingyi stood there stunned. How did her master know that she didn't read the sect's rules because she thought there were too many words? Puzzled, she scratched her head. It was just a coincidence.

Just as Yun Qingyi was about to return to her room to cultivate, she glanced over and saw a blade of grass hopping towards her.

He touched his nose, then grabbed it with lightning speed and headed towards the room.

Fortunately, her master was gone. Yun Qingyi glanced at the grass in her hand, otherwise Cao Changle would have taken it to refine pills. Speaking of pill refining, Yun Qingyi thought of Xie Xiyan, wondering where he was now looking for opportunities.

Tsk tsk, I'm a little curious.

Back in the room, Cao Changle transformed back into human form and looked at the girl in front of him with a gentle smile: "Qingyi."

"How could you..." Yun Qingyi hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

Cao Changle knew what she wanted to ask, and smiled helplessly: "There's nothing I can do. The Xuanmiao Sect's defense mechanism is too strong. Luckily, I'm a blade of grass, which allows me to transform back into my original form and jump in step by step. Otherwise, I wouldn't even have ashes left by now."

Yun Qingyi's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief: "You mean you jumped for half a month before you reached Peach Blossom Peak?"

"There's nothing we can do about it," Cao Changle said with a smile, spreading his hands. "I told you I would come to find you."

“We’ve already made a contract, so you can just send me a telepathic message and I’ll come pick you up. You don’t need to go through all that trouble to jump up here.”

Cao Changle lowered her eyes: "I was afraid you were busy. When we were on Mingzhou Island, I heard the disciples from the sects who came down the mountain say that they had a lot of things to do every day. I was afraid you were also busy, so I didn't have the heart to bother you."

Cao Changle's delicate face showed a hint of grievance, and Yun Qingyi couldn't help but rub his fluffy head: "You are the spirit herb I have a contract with. No matter how busy I am, I am definitely not as important as you, understand? If you have anything to say in the future, you have to tell me."

"I understand." Cao Changle's ears involuntarily turned red, and her voice was somewhat muffled.

"That's good to know." Yun Qingyi withdrew her hand, quite satisfied with having such an obedient contract grass. However, her satisfaction didn't last long before she was in a bit of a predicament: where was she going to hide such a large, living person in front of her?

Seemingly knowing what Yun Qingyi was thinking, Cao Changle chuckled: "My flowering period was a few days ago. I need to transform back into my original form to absorb the essence of heaven and earth. Qingyi, you can plant me outside the courtyard, or find a flowerpot to plant me in."

"What is the flowering period?" Yun Qingyi asked, hearing the unfamiliar term.

"The flowering period is a special cultivation method unique to the spiritual herbs that have already transformed into human form. At this time, they will transform back into their original form, absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and then transform back into human form after two years. Their cultivation level will directly rise by one major level."

Knowing that Yun Qingyi was curious, Cao Changle patiently and smilingly answered her questions.

"So amazing... incredible?" Yun Qingyi was so shocked she almost blurted out a modern word.

Cao Changle touched his nose: "No, not really."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyi could no longer bear it. "Someone, throw this Versailles grass to feed the cattle!"

……

"Which pot do you like?" Yun Qingyi asked Cao Changle, holding up a brightly colored, extremely flamboyant flowerpot.

Cao Changle looked at the flowerpot, whose appearance and color were indescribable, and her lips twitched. She asked cautiously, "Could we choose a more normal one?"

Seeing Cao Changle's pitiful appearance, Yun Qingyi felt quite pleased.

Let him go to Versailles.

Forget it, Yun Qingyi was broad-minded and wouldn't stoop to the level of such a small weed.

Under Cao Changle's expectant gaze, she picked out a more pleasing one and handed it to him: "How about this one?"

Looking at the simple yet ornate flowerpot, Cao Changle smiled and said, "I like everything Qingyi picked." Although she didn't know how these two elements were so cleverly combined, she still said, "I like everything Qingyi picked."

……

After planting Cao Changle, Yun Qingyi placed a stone pillar, put the flowerpot in the center of the lotus pond, and instructed Xingyan and Xingyu to take good care of it before returning to her cultivation.

Yun Qingyi sat on the spirit-gathering array that Ci Gui had drawn for her, feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. At the same time, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique began to take effect in her body. After these days of cultivation, Yun Qingyi had broken through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Her master said that she didn't need to rush to improve her cultivation level. For cultivators with mutated spiritual roots and heavenly spiritual roots, there was no bottleneck in the Golden Core transformation. The important thing now was to consolidate her foundation and cultivate her vital energy.

Yun Qingyi used her spiritual power to temper her meridians repeatedly, making them more flexible and strong to prevent them from exploding due to absorbing too much spiritual energy in the future.

After tempering his meridians dozens of times, he began to cultivate the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique. Like the Thunderclap Technique, the first stage of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique has nine levels. Each level he cultivates will allow him to summon a bolt of heavenly lightning. When he reaches the Great Perfection of the first stage, he can summon nine bolts of heavenly lightning.

Furthermore, these heavenly lightning bolts will strike wherever she desires, and they will even curve and track her until they strike a person.

The attribute of lightning is fast, accurate, ruthless, domineering, and rampant. Wherever lightning strikes, nothing grows and souls cannot return.

However, Yun Qingyi's personality doesn't quite match this attribute, so she asked if returning to the poem would affect her use of lightning spiritual power.

Ci Gui remained silent for a long time afterward, which made Yun Qingyi almost unable to sit still. However, seeing her master sitting there meditating without moving, she was too embarrassed to speak.

Just when Yun Qingyi was about to give up, Ci Gui spoke up: "Don't worry, personality and spiritual root don't actually have much to do with each other."

Hearing that it had no impact, Yun Qingyi didn't ask any more questions, afraid that she would sit there quietly for another half a day.