A useless person with five spiritual roots? I sacrificed the proud daughter of heaven.

On the Xiaoxiang Terrace, Sheng He held a golden stone in her hand, surrounded by countless cultivators.

They all wore greedy expressions, their long swords pointing directly at Sheng He.

"You are merely an outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect. Since you've been lucky enough to obtain this precious stone, you should know better than to hand it over, otherwise..."

A sharp sword aura struck Sheng He directly. Sheng He's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly took out her magic weapon to defend herself. However, she had only just formed her Golden Core, and her internal energy was unstable. The one who launched this attack was a late-stage Golden Core cultivator.

"puff!"

The sword energy pierced straight towards Sheng He's chest, causing him to cough up blood, and the magical weapon in his hand snapped in two.

She gripped the gold and stone in her hand, and asked unwillingly, "Aren't you afraid of being punished by the elders for harming your fellow disciples to seize treasures?"

"Assault? You'll have to return to the sect alive first!"

A young man slowly walked out from the crowd. He had handsome features and a slender figure, but his face was full of disdain and mockery.

Sheng He stared wide-eyed at the young man in disbelief.

This young man was none other than Qin Lang, who had recently said he wanted to become her Daoist partner.

Qin Lang summoned his natal sword and, without hesitation, urged it to stab at Sheng He.

"Don't blame me. Blame yourself for blocking Junior Sister's path. This precious stone is the material Junior Sister needs to refine her natal magic weapon. There's only one of its kind in the world. As for you..."

Qin Lang sneered, "You can only say you're unlucky."

With her spiritual energy rapidly draining away, Sheng He stared blankly at the spiritual sword piercing her body.

Back then, she had forged this sword for Qin Lang; she never imagined that she would be using it on herself today.

Sheng He glanced sadly at the cultivators around her. They were all wearing the uniform of the Qingyun Sect, and these people were all her fellow disciples.

But her fellow disciples, in order to make Zhao Yanran smile, were willing to break the sect rules and kill to steal her treasure.

She didn't understand why Zhao Yanran targeted her time and time again when she had never provoked her.

The last time it was the Azure Flame True Fire, and this time it's the same with the Metal and Stone.

Zhao Yanran is clearly the personal disciple of Xuanxiao Immortal Venerable, the number one sword cultivator in the world, while she is just an insignificant outer disciple of Qingyun Sect.

As Qin Lang approached her step by step, Sheng He felt a wave of despair.

What's the point of thinking about these things now?

Without handing over the gold and stone, she probably won't be able to leave Xiaoxiang Terrace.

But why?

Faith will move mountains to open.

This precious stone was the result of months of painstaking effort on her part; why should she just hand it over to someone else?

Besides, last time it was Azure Flame True Fire, this time it's Metal and Stone, so what will it be next time?

Sheng He clutched the gold and stone tightly to her chest. The path of cultivation was already difficult, and there was absolutely no way she would give up her opportunity to someone else!

Sheng He gave Qin Lang a charming smile.

"You want gold and stone? Come here, I'll give them to you."

Qin Lang was overjoyed and rushed towards Sheng He without thinking twice. The other cultivators, fearing that Qin Lang would beat them to it, also rushed towards Sheng He one by one. Some even drew their swords against their companions in order to be the first to get the gold and stone.

Look, these are the most illustrious figures in the cultivation world, the most outstanding disciples of the Qingyun Sect in this generation, yet they are so... pathetic!

A mocking smile slowly crept onto Sheng He's lips as his spiritual energy surged wildly within him, almost to the point of self-destruction.

A loud "bang!" was heard.

The earth shook violently, and countless wild beasts fled from the forest in the distance.

Silence reigned on Xiaoxiang Terrace, with only a bloody mess of severed limbs remaining. All the cultivators present were dead; not one had survived.

Sheng He, the Golden Core self-destructed.

……

A sharp pain shot through Sheng He's dantian. The agony and fear from the self-destruction of his golden core seemed to linger in his body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably.

"Xiao He, Xiao He, what's wrong?"

A rough, large hand covered Sheng He's palm, and the warm, familiar touch flowed through her body. Sheng He suddenly opened her eyes.

Instantly, the cries of vendors, the shouts of waiters, and the clucking of chickens and ducks filled her ears.

Sheng He looked around blankly. Was this... the human world?

"Xiao He, are you scared? Don't be afraid. That immortal said that our Xiao He has a fire spirit root, and she will have great fortune in the future. Who knows, she might even be able to attain immortality!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Sheng He's heart skipped a beat. She nervously clutched the hem of her clothes and slowly turned her head to look.

Beside her sat a woman with a sallow complexion and a thin figure, dressed in patched burlap clothes, who was looking at her with a worried expression.

This woman, she...she is...

"mother!"

Shenghe cried and threw herself into the woman's arms.

Only when she felt her mother's warm body temperature, which carried the scent of soap, did Sheng He finally dare to believe that she had been reborn, reborn on the very day she entered the immortal sect.

At this time in his previous life, a celestial being happened to pass by the village, and upon seeing Sheng He, the celestial being couldn't help but praise him.

"A single-element fire spirit root—this is a promising candidate for cultivation!"

Because of this one sentence, her mother disregarded the ridicule of the villagers, sold all the family's belongings, and followed the immortal's instructions to bring her to Qingshan City.

But they were knocked unconscious as soon as they arrived in Qingshan City, and by the time Shenghe woke up, her mother was already dead.

Despite possessing a top-tier fire elemental root talent, she was immediately identified as having a useless five elemental root by the spirit-testing stone used by the disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

Shenghe's mother was her only family. Now that her mother is dead, Shenghe has nowhere else to go in this world.

Left with no other choice, Sheng He joined the Qingyun Sect and became a menial disciple.

After that, no matter how much Sheng He cultivated, his cultivation level could not advance even slightly.

But Shenghe never gave up. He managed to form his Golden Core on his own and became an outer disciple of the Qingyun Sect.

Having cultivated immortality for over two hundred years, she has repeatedly fallen into perilous situations and narrowly escaped death time and time again, yet she has never regretted it.

The only time I regret it is today.

Her mother died a violent death, and the murderer disappeared without a trace. From then on, she walked alone in the world, all alone.

If she had known this would happen, she would rather have never embarked on the path of cultivation.

Thinking about this, Sheng He became even more determined.

Seeing the three large characters "Qingshan City" in front of her, Sheng He immediately took her mother's hand and walked back.

"Mother, I'm not going. That immortal might just be lying to us. I don't have that kind of talent."

Sheng He thought to herself, she was clearly only a five-elemental root, but that immortal insisted that she had a single-elemental fire elemental root.

If it weren't for that joke, her mother wouldn't have died, and she wouldn't have ended up like that.

What's even more infuriating is that in her previous life, she desperately tried to find that immortal, but he seemed to have vanished into thin air and never reappeared.

"Oh, you silly child, you've already come all this way, where are you going back to! How could the immortal be wrong? Listen to your mother, you must go to the Qingyun Sect to become an apprentice today!"

Sheng's mother grabbed Sheng He, who struggled desperately, but her body was that of an ordinary seven-year-old child, how could she possibly withstand a woman who had been doing farm work for many years?