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

Zhao Yanran kicked the unconscious Chu Heng irritably and whispered, "Useless!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you'll be the future sect leader of the Qingyun Sect and could offer me some assistance, I wouldn't bother saving you!"

"And that damned man in black, he better not find out who she is, or I'll tear her to pieces!"

Zhao Yanran picked up the iron sword that had fallen to the side, her expression filled with resentment.

She glared at the iron sword with hatred, as if trying to see right through it. But it was just an ordinary iron sword. If there was anything special about it, it was the poison attached to it.

However, the system's abilities are related to her cultivation level. She is currently only in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and the system can only recognize a very limited number of things. It couldn't even tell what kind of poison was applied to the sword.

Is she just going to swallow this insult?

Zhao Yanran grew increasingly angry, and simply threw the iron sword aside.

"System, didn't you say the male lead would appear in the Pure Moon Secret Realm? Where is he now?"

"Currently being hunted, Song Jinzhi will be healing at Lingquan Waterfall in half a month. It is recommended that the host prepare healing pills and wait near Lingquan Waterfall in advance."

"it is good."

Zhao Yanran looked at Chu Heng, who was lying unconscious at her feet, and made no attempt to hide the desire in her eyes.

Men are all the same.

With just a snap of the fingers and a couple of tears, they'll be overjoyed, thinking they're the great hero who saved you from dire straits.

Chu Heng was like this, and so was Wu Yan.

What makes Song Jinzhi any different?

……

half a month later.

Near Lanyue Lake, the boy was pale, his robes were tattered, and he was breathing heavily, but his fingers were still flying up and down.

A large group of rogue cultivators surrounded the young man.

Killing and robbing was already a consensus among this group of rogue cultivators, but they simply kept approaching the boy with their weapons, and none of them dared to step forward rashly.

The boy closed his eyes tightly, put a finger to his lips and murmured something, then suddenly opened his eyes and shouted:

"Array up!"

Instantly, a strong wind arose, and countless golden rays of light poured out from beneath the boy's feet.

The boy took out the last high-grade spirit stone from his storage bag and threw it at his feet. A series of complex formations lit up one after another, enveloping everyone in them.

The rogue cultivators exchanged glances, and one of them shouted, "Charge! Don't be afraid, everyone. He's at his last gasp; he can't hurt us!"

After saying that, he ignored everyone else's reactions, raised his broadsword, and charged towards the boy.

The young man held a Bagua compass, his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat. Indeed, as the rogue cultivator had said, he was at his last gasp.

He had run away from home without telling his family, but as soon as he entered the Pure Moon Secret Realm, he was targeted and chased for more than half a month. He had used up all the spirit stones and pills in his storage bag, and the formation he had just set up had exhausted his last bit of strength. At this moment, he was also somewhat powerless to fight back.

As the greatsword drew ever closer, the young man, panting, turned the compass and whispered, "Li San, Blazing Fire!"

The next instant, the rogue cultivator who was still running forward with his knife in hand was suddenly engulfed in flames. He hurriedly turned around to seek help from others, only to find that, apart from himself, all the other rogue cultivators were hiding far behind him.

"what!"

The rogue cultivator wailed in agony and was quickly reduced to a pile of charred remains.

The remaining rogue cultivators looked at each other in confusion. Then, someone shouted, and as if a consensus had been reached, all the rogue cultivators rushed forward.

Behind the boy was Lanyue Lake; he had nowhere to retreat.

Just as the boy was preparing to fight to the death, a terrifying roar suddenly came from the forest on the right, and the earth seemed to tremble, raising a cloud of dust.

The sound was getting closer and closer.

To the astonishment of the youths and rogue cultivators, countless animals and spirit beasts surged forth from the forest, as if something were chasing after them.

In their panic, many of them crashed into the boy's formation, but because there was a barrier around the formation, the animals were smashed and bled.

"That's... a crocodile demon?"

A rogue cultivator pointed at the demon outside the barrier, which was dizzy from being hit but still trying to escape.

"And there are tiger demons and spirit monkeys!"

"Oh no, has something happened in the forest that caused this beast tide?"

Upon hearing this, the rogue cultivators' expressions changed drastically. If it really was a beast tide, then the barrier of this formation would definitely not be able to stop it. In that case, not only would they not gain anything, but they might even lose their lives here.

Before they could make a move, a purple figure rushed in front of them.

That was a little girl.

As the little girl approached, animals and spirit beasts were constantly being sent flying into the sky, and the shores of Lanyue Lake were filled with their roars.

The rogue cultivators huddled together, afraid to make a sound. Given the girl's brutality, they might not be able to stop her.

The little girl chased after the animals and spirit beasts until she was far away. The rogue cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, but the next moment they saw the little girl running back.

Sheng He held his sword and looked at the group of rogue cultivators in front of him. The cultivators seemed to be more durable than the spirit beasts.

Sheng He's mind was a complete mess. Before she could even think things through, Ao Shuang had already struck out with her sword.

There seemed to be a barrier in front of them. Sheng He looked at the rogue cultivators trembling inside the barrier and gave them a simple and honest smile.

Then he took out the Blazing Flame Pill from his storage ring.

With a loud "bang!", the barrier was shattered into pieces, and even the array within the barrier was dimmed.

With Aoshuang in hand, Shenghe was like a wolf among sheep, with rogue cultivators constantly fleeing in all directions, only to be sent flying into the sky by Shenghe's sword.

It fell down.

The seventh move of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique.

It went up to heaven again.

Then it falls down again.

The eighth move of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique.

The two rogue cultivators ascended to heaven together.

"Ahhh! Fairy, spare me!"

"Fairy, spare my life!"

There seemed to be some noisy noise in her ears, but Sheng He couldn't hear it at all. She only felt a fire burning in her chest.

Only when I swing my sword can I feel a little better.

By the time Sheng He finally vented the fire in his chest and his mind cleared up a bit, the rogue cultivators had already vomited all over the ground.

Seeing that Sheng He had finally stopped torturing them, they all abandoned their murderous plundering and fled from Lanyue Lake as if their lives depended on it.

Sheng He didn't care. She shook her head vigorously, trying to recall what she had done in the past two weeks.

She remembered that she initially went to kill Zhao Yanran.

Later, Zhao Yanran escaped, and she saw a crimson-gold feather.

after that……

Ever since she touched that strange feather, she has been inexplicably hot all over, as if her spiritual power is about to explode. She is like a demon, attacking anything she sees.

She fought her way from the swampy forest in the west to the sunken star forest in the east, bringing all the animals and spirit beasts with her. Along the way, she knocked out countless creatures.