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

Sheng He drew his longsword, casually twirling it. The sharp blade made a hissing sound as it sliced ​​through the air. The sword was very light, but the feeling of wielding it was completely different from that of using a tree branch.

Sheng He picked up the sword manual again, opened it, and it was still the "Azure Cloud Sword Manual".

Unlike the previous book, this sword manual has its blank spaces filled with insights, key points, and potential bottlenecks.

The ink on the pages was fresh, but the handwriting was messy, indicating that it was rushed out in a short period of time.

A warm feeling welled up in Sheng He's heart. It was quiet outside, and Tian Yu had long since disappeared.

Although Tianyu is unreliable, narcissistic, and sometimes a bit cheeky, Shenghe knows he is a good mentor.

Shenghe picked up Aoshuang and walked to the shade of the tree.

The first move of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique!

……

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On the Qingyun Sect's martial arts stage, a young girl held a long sword with a cold expression. Opposite her, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy held a sword and clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"Junior sister, please forgive me!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the boy drew his sword and thrust it at the girl.

A flash of cold light, and the sword was drawn.

With a "clang!" the sword tip touched the blade. Before the boy could react, a tremendous force came from the hilt. The boy felt a tingling numbness in his hand. Before he could react, a storm of attacks came crashing down on him.

The boy quickly raised his sword to defend, but the opponent controlled the speed very skillfully. The boy tried his best but could only barely block the attack. He couldn't find the slightest opening in the opponent's defense.

"Hey, how long do you think this can last?"

Mu Yao grabbed a handful of melon seeds, cracking them open while nudging the woman next to her on the shoulder.

"If you ask me, I'd say one incense stick's time. After all, they're both in the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and as sword cultivators with equal cultivation levels, it's already quite impressive that they could hold out against Xiao He for one incense stick's time."

Yun Qianshan spat out the sunflower seed shells from his mouth, pointed at the boy on the martial arts stage, and whispered, "I think this one is better looking than the last one."

"Pah, what kind of taste do you have? This person has a long face, small eyes, and a skinny, bamboo-like figure."

As Mu Yao spoke, she suddenly turned her head and looked Yun Qianshan up and down, then stuffed the sunflower seed shells in her hand into her bosom, her face full of shock.

"No, Xiaoyun, you don't actually like this kind of thing, do you?"

Yun Qianshan waved his hand, and two blushes inexplicably appeared on his face.

"No way, I don't like that at all. Don't you know? I like someone like Immortal Venerable Xuanxiao."

Mu Yao recalled the cold face of Xuanxiao Immortal Venerable, then looked at Yun Qianshan, imagining her lively and lovely junior sister nestled in the arms of the icy-faced man, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Alright, alright, Xiaohe's almost done, let's not talk about this anymore. Do you want to go up and practice later?"

Yun Qianshan quickly waved her hand. She was just a music cultivator, only suitable for ranged attacks. The martial arts arena was so small that if a sword cultivator got close to her, she would be knocked down immediately.

"I need to save my energy for later when I go to the market!"

As the two were talking, Sheng He had already finished his fight and stepped down from the training platform.

Mu Yao immediately went to meet her and put two Rejuvenation Pills into Sheng He's mouth.

"how do you feel?"

Sheng He sheathed Ao Shuang and smiled, "Not bad, you can start practicing the fourth move of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique now."

This was a method taught to her by Master Tianyu: only through actual combat could she know her true strength and where she was lacking.

There are rules on the martial arts stage: when disciples spar, their cultivation level cannot exceed one major realm, they cannot use hidden weapons, and they must not take lives.

For the past two years, Sheng He has come to the martial arts arena almost every day.

At first, because she was unfamiliar with sword techniques and was weak, she was often beaten and injured.

Under her master's guidance, she began to observe the way others made their moves, whether they were sword cultivators or magic cultivators. After seeing a lot, Sheng He seemed to have opened up her Ren and Du meridians, and her stiff sword moves became more flexible.

Although Sheng He's cultivation level is still at the mid-stage of Qi Refining due to her spiritual root, she has already mastered the third form of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique. Even if a Foundation Establishment disciple stood in front of her, she did not think she would lose.

Yun Qianshan also moved closer to Sheng He and shared some of the melon seeds he had with her.

"Today is the fifteenth, and there's a big market down the mountain. I heard that Wanbao Auction House will be there too. Let's hurry down the mountain, or we won't be able to grab any good stuff!"

Two pairs of bright eyes looked at Sheng He at the same time. Although Sheng He didn't understand why she looked like the most mature one even though she was the youngest, she still happily raised her hands.

"Let's go! Let's go down the mountain and have some fun!"

The market wasn't far, located in Cangshan City at the foot of the Qingyun Sect. The three of them flew there on their swords and arrived at the gate of Cangshan City in less than a quarter of an hour.

People were coming and going in front of Cangshan City. Perhaps because they had heard the news that Wanbao Auction House would be holding an auction in the city today, most of the people queuing to enter the city were cultivators.

The three of them lined up to enter the city, and what came into view were bustling streets. The streets were crowded with all kinds of vendors, some selling religious robes and ritual implements and all kinds of trinkets, as well as selling candied hawthorns, pastries and special stir-fries.

The street was bustling with vendors' calls, creating a lively atmosphere.

As soon as Mu Yao entered the city, she stopped in front of a small shop that made sweet fermented rice balls and sugar-coated sesame cakes and refused to leave. Yun Qianshan was originally laughing at Mu Yao for only knowing how to eat, but who knew that the next moment he was also staring at the dazzling array of jewelry and couldn't move.

At this rate, these two would probably not even be able to walk through both streets in a day.

Sheng He held a sweet rice ball in her left hand and a jade hairpin in her right. Looking at the two people who were completely immersed in their own world, she sighed softly.

"Senior Sister Mu, Senior Sister Yun, let's split up and explore as usual. However, there's an auction at Miaoxiang Pavilion at 1-3 PM today, so don't forget the time. I'll be waiting for you there later."

"Uh-huh!"

Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan didn't even look up. Sheng He casually put the jade hairpin into her storage ring, then slowly walked towards the city's post station with a sweet rice ball in her hand.

I must say, these sweet fermented rice balls truly live up to Sister Mu's selection. The soft and chewy little glutinous rice balls carry the fragrance of osmanthus and the aroma of rice wine, and the taste is indeed quite good.

Sheng He finished the large bowl in one gulp, chewing as he tucked the empty porcelain bowl behind his waist. He had borrowed the bowl from the shopkeeper and would have to return it when he left the city.

"Oh, Fairy Sheng, you're here again? Are you here to deliver something back this time too?"

The innkeeper greeted Sheng He with a beaming smile as soon as he saw him.

Sheng He took out a pre-wrapped bundle from his storage ring and then took out a small piece of silver from his sleeve, handing it to the waiter.

"Yes, please deliver it to the same place as last time. Here is the transportation fee, thank you for your trouble, sir."

The waiter took the silver, bit it into his mouth, and then smiled as he accepted the bundle.

"You flatter me, Fairy Sheng. I'll make sure it's delivered to your destination safely!"

Sheng He nodded, turned around and left the post station.

It's late autumn now, and the weather is getting colder every day. The clothes and money she sent should be enough for her mother to live comfortably, and there's also the longevity pill that Senior Sister Mu Yao specially sent.