Bone-stripping and tendon-pulling? The reborn senior sister becomes the number one cultivator in the

Qingyun Sect is the number one sect in the cultivation world, the sect that all cultivators dream of. The sect leader's eldest disciple is the envy of everyone, possessing countless rare treasures and a cultivation environment that others can only dream of, and being personally instructed by Yan Ze, the number one swordsman in the cultivation world. How rare is this status! Yet Xie Wanning wants to give it up!

"Senior Sister, don't say such hurtful things! Quickly apologize to Master!"

"You must never say such treasonous things, Senior Sister!"

The two junior disciples, having realized what was happening, offered words of comfort.

"Senior Sister, even if you don't like me, you can't say things like that and hurt Master's feelings!" Ye Qianqian added fuel to the fire, attributing Xie Wanning's desire to resign from her position as Senior Sister to her dislike of her junior sister, making others think that Xie Wanning was a jealous person.

Yan Ze merely frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Xie Wanning bowed slightly: "Master, it's not that I'm dissatisfied with my status, but I feel I'm not up to the responsibilities of the eldest disciple. I've been in Qingyun Sect for two years, cultivating diligently, but due to my poor talent, my current cultivation level is only the seventh level of Qi Refining. On the other hand, my second junior brother has only been in Qingyun Sect for a year, yet he has already reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Coupled with his innate sword physique, he is able to live up to the reputation of the sect's eldest disciple."

Song Huai'an, whose name was called, lowered his head and remained silent, a hint of joy in his eyes. He was indeed dissatisfied with his senior sister. He was clearly more talented than his senior sister, whose cultivation was mediocre. Why was his senior sister superior to him in terms of status?

Yan Ze remained indifferent, his expression as cold and ruthless as if covered in frost.

He simply said, "Are you saying these things out of anger because Ye Qianqian joined the sect?", while simultaneously releasing his pressure on Xie Wanning.

Xie Wanning felt the oppressive pressure on her shoulders, and forced herself to kneel, silently rolling her eyes in her mind.

In her past life, whenever Xie Wanning was falsely accused by her junior sister, she would argue her case with reason and would be pressured by her master to kneel down, eventually vomiting blood and fainting.

She couldn't reason with him, because her master, who always considered himself superior, had such great power that people had no choice but to accept his rules as the rules.

Xie Wanning wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her gaze sincere: "Master, I only care about the reputation of the sect. If I were to become the senior sister, other sects would definitely look down on Qingyun Sect and think that Qingyun Sect has no disciples with high aptitude. I cannot ruin the reputation of Qingyun Sect, the number one sect in the cultivation world, for my own selfish desires."

Yan Ze stared intently at Xie Wan Ning, seemingly considering the credibility of her words.

Xie Wanning, on the other hand, remained calm. She was all too aware of the contempt the sect disciples held for her, the senior sister who held only a title, and the gossip and pointing fingers at the Qingyun Sect by the direct disciples of other sects.

As for Yan Ze, as the number one sword cultivator in the cultivation world, he lacked nothing in terms of power and wealth. What he lacked was a good reputation. After all, to become the number one sword cultivator in the cultivation world, he inevitably had some unsavory past.

"Alright, I promise you! You will still be the senior sister of Qingyun Sect for now, but all affairs will be handled by Song Huai'an, and Song Huai'an will represent Qingyun Sect in all situations. However, you must remain loyal to Qingyun Sect and must not have any disloyal thoughts." After saying this, Yan Ze looked at Xie Wan Ning suspiciously, his eyes full of warning.

"Yes, disciple obeys." Xie Wanning bowed respectfully.

"Huai'an, from now on, Wan Ning's affairs will be handled by you."

"Yes, disciple will certainly not let Master down." Song Huai'an's face was full of joy and pride, and he even cast a grateful glance at Xie Wanning.

“Master…” Ye Qianqian, sitting on the ground, revealed her swollen ankles, tears welling up in her eyes.

Xie Wanning quickly pulled her third junior brother Jiang Ci to Ye Qianqian's side, her face full of apology: "I'm sorry, junior sister, I was a little emotional just now and accidentally hurt you. Third junior brother, quickly heal your wounds."

Xie Wanning had just been reborn and hadn't controlled her emotions, almost killing Ye Qianqian on the spot. But not now; she still had many grudges to settle and couldn't afford to lose sight of the bigger picture.

Ye Qianqian's gaze remained fixed on Yan Ze.

Yan Ze waved his sleeve and said, "Wan Ning, go to the Sword-Asking Cliff to receive your punishment. Jiang Ci, take Qian Qian down to heal her wounds." Then he left.

"Yes, Master." Xie Wanning bowed slowly and met Ye Qianqian's resentful gaze: "Junior Sister, take good care of your injuries. I will visit you when I have time."

After saying that, Xie Wanning headed towards the entrance of the main hall. Just as she was about to step out of the hall, she heard a strange sound.