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

Mu Yao suddenly smiled. She looked at Sheng He with eyes full of trust: "I believe in you. Just look at how you practiced your sword all night without a single complaint or moment of relaxation. So what if you have five spiritual roots? Your future achievements will not be bad."

“I’ve seen many sword cultivators who eagerly invite me to watch them practice, showing off how fierce their sword techniques are, but look…”

Mu Yao picked up the branch from Sheng He's hand. The branch was like a toy in Mu Yao's hands. She casually twirled it a few times, and finally slashed it at the small pond.

With a loud "bang!", the water in the pond burst open, and countless carp splashed onto the shore.

Sheng He's eyes widened. She recognized that this was clearly the first move of the "Azure Cloud Sword Technique." Although Mu Yao was using a tree branch, it already contained a hint of sword energy.

"Sister, you..."

Mu Yao casually tossed the branch aside, bent down, and put all the carp on the ground into her storage ring.

“Those people are not even as good as me. They don’t practice hard, yet they rush to fawn over me. I don’t even look at them.”

"but I……"

"You are different."

Mu Yao stuffed a large, fat carp into Sheng He's arms: "I can see that you have a lot of energy. Although you are currently in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, everyone starts from the mid-stage of Qi Refining."

"Besides..." Mu Yao grinned at Sheng He, "If you really can't do it, I can just terminate the cooperation with you. I won't lose anything."

Sheng He stared blankly at Mu Yao. Since her rebirth, she had indeed been holding back a strong desire. She wanted to become stronger, to kill Zhao Yanran to avenge herself and her mother in her previous life, and to make everyone dare not underestimate her anymore.

At the same time, she felt uneasy. Zhao Yanran had a single fire spiritual root, while she... she was just a useless person with five spiritual roots, making cultivation a hundred times more difficult.

Even though she was full of confidence, she was also afraid that the tragedy of her previous life would be repeated.

Ke Muyao said she believed her.

It's as if I'm not fighting alone.

Sheng He hugged Mu Yao tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I will protect you, I swear, I will protect you with my life."

Mu Yao gently patted Sheng He's back: "Yes, I believe you."

"But could you hug me later? You stepped on my fish."

……

Amidst the rising smoke, Sheng He watched Mu Yao skillfully grilling fish and couldn't help but ask, "Senior Sister, how do you know the Azure Cloud Sword Technique?"

Mu Yao opened her innocent big eyes and said, "You'll naturally learn it if you see it a lot!"

"You don't know, as one of the best alchemists of this generation, I have sword cultivators lining up to practice their swordsmanship in front of me every day. I'm tired of watching it."

Sheng He nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Then why doesn't Senior Sister simply cultivate swordsmanship?"

Mu Yao quickly waved her hand: "Learning swordsmanship is not as easy as alchemy. I won't do it. Besides, this is the only move I know, and it's only for catching fish."

As Mu Yao spoke, she handed Sheng He a grilled fish.

Sheng He took a bite, and the fresh, tender, and crispy texture immediately filled his mouth, even sweeping away the fatigue from practicing swordsmanship last night.

Sheng He gave Mu Yao a thumbs up: "Senior sister is indeed farsighted."

"Haha, that's right. Today is the day when spirit stones are distributed every month. Take your disciple token with you and we'll go to the Discipline Department to collect the spirit stones. Then I'll take you around the Qingyun Sect."

"it is good!"

After devouring three or four carp in a flash, the two headed towards the Discipline Department.

Along the way, Mu Yao chattered away, introducing the architecture of the Qingyun Sect to Sheng He, but Sheng He vaguely sensed that something was amiss.

The disciples looked at him with very strange eyes.

This feeling reached its peak upon arriving at the Discipline Department.

The Discipline Department was crowded with disciples who came to collect spirit stones, but when they saw Sheng He and his companion, they all automatically stood back a little.

In the crowded main hall of the Discipline Department, a circle was awkwardly cleared out around Sheng He and Mu Yao.

Some disciples, unaware of the situation, tried to approach and speak, but were immediately nudged in the arm by their companions, who pointed at Sheng He and whispered among themselves.

Mu Yao looked around, then patted Sheng He on the shoulder as if suddenly realizing something: "They must have found out about my collaboration with you, and they're all envious and jealous of you!"

Sheng He shook her head. Her intuition told her that this had nothing to do with Mu Yao and was clearly aimed at her.

But so what?

When the soldiers come, it's enough to cover up the water and earth.

Sheng He and Mu Yao found themselves at the back of the line for direct disciples. The people in front of Sheng He immediately pushed forward as if they had seen a plague.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"What else could it be? You ran into that nepotism accomplice who bullied you!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Sheng He raised an eyebrow and leaned forward to look. Sure enough, she saw Zhao Yanran in a pink dress being protected by several senior brothers. One of the senior brothers was glaring at Sheng He with righteous indignation.

So it was Zhao Yanran. That explains everything.

Sheng He seemed oblivious to everything, smiling and waving at Zhao Yanran: "Junior Sister Zhao, what a coincidence, you're here to collect spirit stones too. Was I the one you were talking about who had connections?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Yao immediately crowded around, her gossip-loving nature drawing everyone in, and even the noisy crowd around them quieted down a bit.

Zhao Yanran's smile was almost impossible to maintain.

Why? Why is it like this again?

Why does Sheng He always have to jump out and interfere when she's at her most glorious and happiest? Why can't she just quietly wait to die?

Fortunately, she was no longer on the airship, and she was not alone.

Zhao Yanran tugged at the sleeve of her senior brother Chu Heng beside her, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Chu Heng for help.

Sheng He also turned his gaze to the man beside Zhao Yanran.

Chu Heng, the chief disciple under the Xuanxiao Immortal Venerable, is not only gentle and polite, but also upright and cheerful. Many people have sought him out to learn swordsmanship, and he has taught them everything he knows without putting on airs. He is the recognized senior brother of Sword Peak and has great prestige throughout the entire Qingyun Sect.

Or rather, the elders were grooming him to be the future sect leader of the Qingyun Sect.

Unfortunately, such a fair, upright, and promising senior brother also became Zhao Yanran's lackey in his previous life, showing favoritism and wishing he could hand over the entire sect to Zhao Yanran.

Sheng He sighed inwardly. It was a pity that she couldn't beat Chu Heng now, otherwise why would she have to suffer this humiliation?

In the cultivation world, the strong are respected. If anyone disagrees, they can simply be beaten up.

But now... we have no choice but to find another way.

Isn't it just playing the victim? Anyone can do that.

Sheng He bit her lip and looked at Zhao Yanran with a wronged expression: "Junior Sister Zhao, what do you mean by this? I just came from Sword Peak, and people have been pointing and whispering about me all the way. Now, a senior brother is saying that I bullied you."

As Sheng He spoke, her eyes reddened, and tears streamed down her cheeks like broken beads. She sniffed and whispered:

"I know I only have five spiritual roots and my talent is not good. I am not as beautiful and powerful as Junior Sister Zhao. I suppose Junior Sister Zhao has some resentment towards me because of the bracelet on the flying boat."