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

It was already late when Yun Qingyi returned to her courtyard from the Ice Phoenix Pavilion, and she was in a good mood.

Back in her room, Yun Qingyi poured out a pile of rare treasures from her various storage rings.

Having been here for so long, I haven't even properly taken stock of the original owner's savings.

Looking at the table full of rare delicacies, Yun Qingyi put away the ring; otherwise, it would have fallen to the ground.

While you don't necessarily have to empty it to know what's inside, there's a strange sense of pleasure when the table is full of it, much like the difference between cash and electronic data.

The original owner had about ten storage rings, five of which were filled with spirit stones, mostly high-grade spirit stones, with a small number of low-grade, mid-grade, and top-grade spirit stones.

Wow! No wonder this is a family of cultivators who started out in business. No top family outside would have such a generous amount of private money.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that they were all hers, otherwise she would have been so jealous.

She poured out spiritual artifacts, magical treasures, and a few magic tools. Spiritual treasures have no usage restrictions based on cultivation level, but most of the spiritual treasures in this storage ring have a limited number of uses. Once used, they are gone forever. These kinds of spiritual treasures are usually made by high-level cultivators.

Spiritual artifacts and magical artifacts are different; they have limitations on their use depending on the level of cultivation.

Fortunately, she is now in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage and can activate any grade of magic weapon or spirit weapon, but she cannot unleash the full power of the spirit weapon.

After much deliberation, Yun Qingyi finally chose her desired magical artifact.

The whip was entirely black, and upon closer inspection, it appeared as if electricity was flowing through it.

This is the only top-grade spiritual artifact among this pile of spiritual artifacts. According to her current memories, this spiritual artifact is called the Thunder Forging Whip.

When this whip is used, it is like a thunderbolt flashing in the sky; the thunder and fire are domineering and ruthless, and wherever the whip passes, the soul cannot return.

Moreover, cultivators with lightning-based spiritual roots who use this whip can reduce the loss of their master's spiritual power based on their talent level.

Good heavens, this is tailor-made for her! Yun Qingyi was overjoyed.

Using his divine sense to probe, he discovered that the original owner had already branded his divine sense onto the whip.

No wonder I always felt connected to these magical artifacts and treasures in my storage ring; they've all recognized me as their master!

Just then, the Thunder Whip suddenly moved, floating in front of Yun Qingyi as if it were staring at her. The faint purple electric patterns on the whip became brighter and crackled, and the whip's tail pointed restlessly at the storage ring that Yun Qingyi had placed on the table.

Wow! So much talent? Yun Qingyi was slightly surprised.

But what is it doing?

Yun Qingyi tentatively asked, "Do you want to go back inside?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Thunder Whip became even more violent, with the brightness of the electric patterns and the sound of the current increasing several levels.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Yun Qingyi cast a protective barrier.

"So you want other magical artifacts to come out and play with you?"

Upon hearing this, the Thunder Whip stopped moving.

Yun Qingyi felt that she had guessed correctly. Looking at Duan Leibian's irritable state, he was quite like a child.

Just as Yun Qingyi was feeling smug, the Thunder Whip suddenly pierced into her body.

Before I could even be taken aback, several childish voices burst into my mind.

"Are you stupid? Can't you see such an obvious accusation?!"

Why did you put me with that pile of junk?!

"Why did you take me in but then not use me?!"

"You heartless, fickle, and manipulative woman!"

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what?

"What?"

Upon hearing the sound, the Thunder Whip burst into flames again.

He continued his indignant and incessant rant.

……

After listening for a while, Yun Qingyi finally understood.

"So you call that pile of magical artifacts 'junk'?"

"You!" Forging Thunder Whip was furious. "They were nothing but scrap metal, a far cry from me. And is that even the point?! You really are a bad woman; you have no feelings for me at all!"

what……

This……

"Then... how did you enter my body and speak to me?" Yun Qingyi asked in confusion. "Can all spiritual artifacts that recognize me as their master do this?"

"Of course not! Why are you comparing me to that pile of scrap metal again!" Forging Thunder Whip said indignantly. "They can only comprehend your instructions at most. How could they be as spiritually gifted as me, who has already conjured up such an adorable weapon spirit as me?"

Speaking of the end, the Thunder Whip was a little proud, then it started to say fiercely in a childish voice, "Why can it enter your body? How could you ask that! Have you forgotten that you were the one who made me your natal spirit weapon! You...you...you..."

The author seemed to have run out of words; after trying for a long time, he still couldn't come up with anything.

Yun Qingyi touched her nose. Hmm... she had indeed forgotten, but to be precise, although she had recovered most of her memories, it seemed that this part of her memories had not yet been recovered.

Hey! What kind of things did the original owner do? She was heartless, fickle, and played with people's feelings. What else was there?

Oh, in conclusion, she's a bad woman.

Yun Qingyi angrily took the blame upon herself, hoping that only the Thunder Whip was in this situation. She didn't want to experience this feeling of being blamed again, otherwise she could only vent her anger in a fit of pique.

Yun Qingyi secretly prepared herself mentally and accepted the label of "bad woman."

She said to the Thunder Whip with feigned remorse, "I know I was wrong. Please forgive me. I swear I will cultivate diligently and travel the world with you, whip in hand, and never tarnish the reputation of the Thunder Whip, okay?"

Upon hearing Yun Qingyi's promise, Duan Leibian's anger gradually subsided: "Then I forgive you, but you must keep your word and not lie to me."

"must."

Kids are so easy to coax. Given the original owner's easygoing nature, this child would definitely be disappointed many times.

"Thank goodness it's her," Yun Qingyi thought with a proud hum, indicating that she would definitely be a hardworking and ambitious master.

"I don't want to go back to the storage ring, I want to stay in your dantian."

"Okay, you can stay inside."

Yun Qingyi let it be, then, as if remembering something, asked, "By the way, do you have a name?"

“I have a name, Xiao Lei, which I chose myself. Of course, if you’re willing to name me, I’ll reluctantly give you that opportunity.”

Yun Qingyi couldn't help but chuckle, feeling that this artifact spirit was just a little arrogant.

"Then you shall be called Thunder Soul, bearing the thunder of the nine heavens and forging the evil souls of the world. What do you think?"

"Alright, it'll do alright, I guess." Although its tone was haughty, Yun Qingyi could tell it liked it.

Sure enough, Yun Qingyi looked inward at her dantian and found a tiny little dumpling happily rolling around in her spiritual sea.

Yun Qingyi couldn't help but chuckle; he really was just a child.

She gently stroked the Thunder Whip in her hand; its texture was tough and resilient, truly worthy of being a top-grade spiritual weapon.

She is currently in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and theoretically, she can only unleash the power of the first level of the Thunder Whip. If there are no unexpected events, she is invincible against cultivators of the same level, and may even be able to fight against cultivators in the early Golden Core stage.

However, if you want to emerge unscathed from Lancheng, you must at least raise your strength to the Golden Core stage.

After all, the Cangling Continent is not only divided into the Southern Spirit Continent and the Northern Spirit Continent, but also further subdivided into eight domains. The Xuanmiao Sect, which we are going to in a few days, is located in the Tianluan Domain of the Northern Spirit Continent.

The Tianluan Domain is famous for the appearance of phoenixes. Lan City, as a necessary route for the Xuanmiao Sect, is also the commercial center of the entire Northern Spirit Continent, and can be described as prosperous and thriving.

The area is filled with shops, scattered like stars in the sky, and boasts the largest auction house on the continent.

Yun Qingyi definitely has to go to that auction house.

In the original story, Yun Yu'er traveled to the Zixiao Sect to participate in the once-in-a-century martial arts tournament. She passed through Lancheng, where she photographed a phoenix egg.

This egg is auctioned off on the tenth of each month. Today is the fifth, so it will arrive in Lancheng at the beginning of next month.

Fortunately, her family is still very powerful, and the younger generation is always accompanied and protected by elders when they go out. Moreover, since she is going on a long trip, the elders who are escorting her must be extremely powerful.

Even if she doesn't have the strength of a Golden Core cultivator now, she can still take this opportunity to visit the auction house.

Indeed, strength is the only true measure of success; without strength, one is bound to be constrained wherever one goes.

Yun Qingyi sighed inwardly, then put away the Thunder-Forging Whip, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate.

The following day, Yun Qingyi told the Yun family head that she and Yun Qingrou would not be attending the upcoming Ascension Ceremony and would instead go to the Xuanmiao Sect.

The head of the Yun family did not object, and praised his daughter with a smile for her spirit of challenge.

After speaking with the Yun family head, Yun Qingyi turned and headed towards her own training ground.

She had thought it through. Having a high level of cultivation but lacking practical combat experience and fighting skills was a major weakness.

Therefore, it is still very necessary to learn some fighting skills to improve physical fitness.

Although the original owner's body didn't look as delicate as Yun Yu'er's, it wasn't much different. Yun Qingyi sighed, feeling that it was because they shared the same mother.

On the contrary, Yun Qingrou, who grew up with Yun Qingyi, not only has excellent physical fitness, but also loves body training and practicing fighting skills.

He truly deserves to be called a villain. Is it true that these days, if you're not physically strong enough to withstand the protagonist's beatings, you can't be a villain? Yun Qingyi sighed inwardly.

The Cultivation Pavilion is divided into two parts: the Martial Arts Arena and the Meditation Pavilion. The Martial Arts Arena is a place to practice combat skills and gain practical experience in physical battles, while the Meditation Pavilion is a place for disciples of the clan to cultivate.

Because each room in the pavilion is equipped with a spirit-gathering array set up by a high-level array master, cultivation can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Yun Qingyi went to the martial arts arena. Before going to Xuanmiao Sect, she wanted to find an instructor to brush up on her close combat skills.

The martial arts arena was bustling with activity; even from a distance, Yun Qingyi could hear the sounds of guns and clubs clashing.

As she walked into the training ground, the sounds of the surrounding exercises instantly vanished, and everyone stared at her.

Hmm... it seems that being too dazzling can also be a burden.

"What are you standing there for! Get back to practicing!"

The instructor's voice was deep and authoritative, and the disciples quickly picked up their tools and continued practicing.

However, a few younger disciples, unable to resist their curiosity, still glanced in Yun Qingyi's direction.

At this moment, the instructor jogged up to Yun Qingyi and said respectfully, "Young Miss, what brings you here? Are you looking for someone?"

The instructor in front of me is surnamed Li. He is a martial arts cultivator and is now in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. There are very few cultivators who enter the Dao through martial arts, not to mention that martial arts cultivators face much greater difficulties in advancing than ordinary cultivators.

This Instructor Li was able to cultivate to the mid-Nascent Soul stage as a martial arts practitioner, which makes him a very respectable senior.

Yun Qingyi thought to herself and politely explained her purpose. Instructor Li understood, although he didn't understand why the young lady, who preferred magic cultivation, was interested in martial arts.

But that's nothing. Even if the young lady goes to refine pills and draw talismans the next day, the head of the family will just happily throw spirit stones at her and say with satisfaction that the young lady has finally made progress.

"Then, Miss, please come with me to the inner area and change your clothes while you're there."

The training ground is divided into an outer field and an inner field. The outer field is for disciples with average talent to train, while the inner field is for direct descendants of the family or disciples with outstanding talent to practice.

When Yun Qingyi entered the inner area, she saw two people competing on the stage.

One was Yun Ziduo, the daughter of her second uncle, and the other was dressed in a black outfit with her long black hair tied up high. Perhaps due to training since childhood, she was thin but had firm muscles.

"Concession."

Yun Qingrou kicked out with a gust of wind, and Yun Ziduo had nowhere to dodge, so she had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Arou?"

Yun Qingyi looked at the energetic and spirited girl in front of her in astonishment. She was completely different from the pale-faced, bloodied girl she had been yesterday.

Yun Qingrou froze upon hearing the sound.

Forcing a smile, she asked, "Sister, what brings you here?"

"Don't try to fool me! What's wrong with you? You're so badly injured, why did you run to the training ground?"

Although Yun Ziduo felt the sudden drop in air pressure, she still gritted her teeth and went to help Yun Qingrou out of the predicament.

"Ah... Haha, Sister Qingyi, Sister Qingrou is fine. I checked before the competition. After using medicine and elixirs, the scabs on Sister Qingrou's wounds haven't cracked much."

My uncle wasn't hit too badly. Although he had one or two internal injuries, he recovered a lot after taking some medicine..."

Yun Ziduo's voice grew softer and softer. She felt like she had said something wrong. Why did her older sister's face darken with every word she spoke?

And the air pressure is getting lower and lower, no! She has to run away. As the saying goes, better to die than to die. There are always martial arts partners, but she only has one life.

To prevent Yun Qingyi from complaining to her father, she had no choice but to take the initiative and run away on the spot.

"Sister Qingyi, if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Yun Ziduo laughed it off and ran away in a flash.