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

Yun Qianshan was startled and quickly pricked up his ears to get closer to Sheng He.

Sheng He was stunned for a moment. She remembered the light green ring and subconsciously touched her neck.

After Master Yuanchen gave her the ring that day, her mother immediately found a red string, threaded the ring onto it, and wore it around her neck.

Unfortunately, her neck was bare; the ring had long been snatched away by Zhao Yanran.

At this moment, Sheng He felt somewhat fortunate that the ring had been stolen and that her master was Tian Yu, not Xuan Xiao.

Meeting the shocked gazes of Mu Yao and Yun Qianshan, Sheng He nodded: "It was him. If I'm not mistaken, he came to kill me. My two senior sisters were innocently implicated by me."

"What does this have to do with you? It's clearly Xuanxiao's fault!"

“That’s right.” Yun Qianshan looked around and, after confirming that no one was around, asked in a low voice, “Xiao He, do you have any evidence for this? I told Elder Yun He that the person might be Xuanxiao Immortal Venerable, and Elder Yun He said that if there is no concrete evidence, this matter must not be mentioned to anyone else.”

Sheng He naturally knew the consequences of this matter. It seemed that her nose was bleeding again. Mu Yao quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe it for Sheng He. Sheng He slowly pulled open the sleeve of her arm.

A sword wound was clearly visible on her sleeve, the flesh and blood rolled up at the wound, and a layer of cold air could be faintly seen.

"This is……"

Yun Qianshan's eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "You actually deliberately didn't dodge his move!"

Sheng He smiled faintly: "Yes, Zhao Yanran taught me this. Who doesn't know that Xuan Xiao, the number one swordsman in the world, has a mutated ice spirit root that is rare in a thousand years? Even his sword moves will carry waves of frost that penetrate into the flesh and skin and will not dissipate for several days."

"Therefore, even if Xuanxiao wanted to argue, he wouldn't be able to!"

"Oh, right!" Yun Qianshan suddenly took out a gold stone from his storage bag and handed it to Sheng He. "I almost forgot, the gold stone is here. Master Tianyu went to find medicine for you. After your injuries are completely healed, use this gold stone to repair your damaged golden core."

Mu Yao nodded repeatedly: "With Master here, your injuries will be fine!"

the other side.

Zhao Yanran huddled to the side, trembling. Her robes had long been torn by the relentless winds day and night. She was covered in wounds and buried her head in her arms in a sorry state.

Beside her, Chu Heng grinned, revealing two rows of sharp teeth. He looked at Zhao Yanran with a smile and said, "Junior sister, I'm so glad you could come and keep me company."

“Junior sister, even if you hurt your senior brother, your senior brother will not mind. Look at this huge bottom of the Cliff of Repentance, only you are with me.”

"Junior sister, I'm so good to you. We must stay together forever."

Zhao Yanran pursed her lips. She could no longer bear it and picked up her sword, swinging it at Chu Heng once more.

Chu Heng collapsed to the ground, blood seeping from his chest instantly, but he seemed oblivious to the pain, obsessively stroking the remaining sword energy at the wound.

"Junior sister, now that you're willing to touch me, I know you like me, right?"

"Junior sister, it's alright. Even if I'm no longer the senior brother of Qingyun Sect, it doesn't matter. As long as you're with me, I'm willing to do anything."

As Chu Heng spoke, he crawled towards Zhao Yanran step by step as if he were possessed.

"Get out of here!"

Zhao Yanran looked up and screamed, then quickly ran to the side.

Chu Heng is now completely insane. No one knows what's so magical about this Cliff of Contemplation. No matter how she tries to kill him, he just won't die. He keeps haunting her all day long!

"System! I want to leave! I want to get out of here!"

She's going to go crazy if she doesn't leave here soon!

Zhao Yanran frantically called out to the system in her mind, but ever since she was imprisoned on the Cliff of Repentance, the system seemed to have completely given up on her and never appeared again.

Even though she knew the system wouldn't answer her, Zhao Yanran still roared in a fit of rage. She stopped and slashed at Chu Heng's body with her sword again and again.

Blood gushed from Chu Heng's body. He lay face down on the ground, his only remaining eye straining to open and look at Zhao Yanran. With all his might, he stretched out his half-finished right hand and reached for Zhao Yanran.

"Yanran..."

"Junior Sister Yanran..."

"Alright, stop hitting me."

Zhao Yanran frowned, turned her head to look around, and saw only a biting wind and splattered blood everywhere, but no one was around.

Zhao Yanran ignored it and was about to continue when she suddenly realized that the voice was from the system.

"System? You've finally deigned to show yourself?"

Zhao Yanran's voice was full of sarcasm: "I thought you judged the mission to be a failure and left me here."

System: Do you think I don't want to?

“Xuanxiao has arrived, and Chu Heng is also his disciple.”

Xuanxiao? Why would he come at this time?

Zhao Yanran put away her sword with some doubt, but just then, the system suddenly broadcast a message.

"Congratulations, host. Xuanxiao's favorability has increased by three points. Xuanxiao's current favorability is eighty-four points."

As soon as the system finished speaking, a gentle voice called out from behind.

"Yan Ran."

Xuanxiao smiled as he looked at Zhao Yanran, his gaze inadvertently glancing at Chu Heng beside him. Chu Heng's limbs had been severed, the cuts clean, clearly indicating that he had been injured by a sharp weapon. He had also lost an eye and was lying on the ground like a stray dog.

It seems that his little apprentice is not as innocent as he appears.

Xuanxiao's smile deepened.

"Yanran, you've suffered these past few days. Your master has come to take you home."

Upon hearing Xuanxiao's voice, Chu Heng trembled violently. As if remembering his current wretched state, he hurriedly tried to crawl away, his arms and legs flailing helplessly on the ground, his whole body wracked with pain. He retreated to the foot of the cliff in a disheveled state, using his messy long hair to cover his filthy face.

But then Master arrived.

Master has come all this way, does he know that I am innocent and that Xu Qingqing's murderer is someone else, so he came to take me out?

Even though he knew that he would no longer be able to cultivate even after leaving the Cliff of Repentance in his current state, Chu Heng still hoped to look at his master through the gaps in his hair.

He saw Zhao Yanran throw herself into her master's arms, tilt her head up, and ask him coquettishly, "Really?"

Master stroked Zhao Yanran's hair and said with a smile, "This matter has nothing to do with you. It was that brat from the Wuji Sect who caused you to be punished for no reason. Don't worry, with me protecting you, no one will dare to say anything."

He saw his master lead Zhao Yanran slowly out of the Cliff of Contemplation, without even glancing at him or mentioning him once.

But... he was Master's first disciple! He regarded Master as his father!

"Master!"

Seeing that his master was about to leave, Chu Heng still called out unwillingly.