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

Xie Wan Ning, a weak and helpless cultivator at the seventh level of Qi Refining, was holding an ordinary iron sword. Her attacks were swift and fierce, blocking all attacks without even a small tear in her clothes.

As the sword formation intensified, the flying swords increased in speed and number from a dozen to hundreds. Xie Wanning twirled her sword, her eyes turning fierce, each move precise and powerful.

In less than half a day, Xie Wanning successfully reached the top of the mountain.

Upon seeing the giant rocks at the mountaintop, they were covered with countless different names, some even stained with blood.

Xie Wanning stared silently at the boulder, feeling somewhat unfamiliar with it.

In her past life, Xie Wanning spent more than ten years in Qingyun Sect and was punished by her master to go to Wenjian Cliff nearly a hundred times. The most frequently carved characters on the boulder were her name, from the crooked and blood-stained name at the bottom to the sharp and swallow-shaped name at the top. Wenjian Cliff witnessed her master's ruthlessness, and the boulder wrote down all her grievances.

Xie Wanning stroked the weathered boulder, but did not carve her name.

She is waiting.

Finally, half an hour later, all the swords on the mountain peak gathered at the summit and flew towards Xie Wanning.

"Finally here!" Xie Wanning said lightly, as if she were seeing an old friend.

She picked up the iron sword, channeled her inner energy, and frost formed on the sword, faintly emanating sword energy.

Xie Wanning's expression turned serious, unlike her previous relaxed and casual demeanor. Her body temperature dropped, as if she were facing a formidable enemy.

The flying swords seemed to have become a sword cultivator, their movements were unified, and each move even had the shadow of the Qingyun Sword Technique.

Xie Wanning struggled to catch each move and each sword strike. Her hand gripping the sword hilt trembled slightly. Her clothes were covered in bloody cuts, and her face was covered in dense scars.

But Xie Wanning seemed oblivious to the pain, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

This is the most authentic Qingyun Sword Technique of Grandmaster Qingyun, presented to Xie Wanning in the form of a sword formation.

The first thing the previously punished disciples did upon arriving at the summit of Wenjian Cliff was to carve their names before being teleported to the foot of the mountain. If Xie Wanning hadn't accidentally discovered this secret in her previous life, she would have missed out on the true Qingyun Sword Technique.

At this moment, the Azure Cloud Sword Formation displayed its second move, and all the swords began to dart around as if by prior agreement, flying uncontrollably in all directions.

Xie Wanning used her sword to block the flying sword shadow, but missed. However, the flying sword that she failed to block pierced her shoulder.

This is the second move of the Azure Cloud Sword Technique: Avoid the Strong and Attack the Weak. Instead of attacking the main force of the sword formation, it breaks through the weak points of the sword formation, avoiding its sharp edge and attacking its weakness.

Xie Wanning changed tactics, no longer blindly resisting, but adopting a defensive posture, and instead carefully observing the sword formation to find different swords.

There it is! All the swords seem to be flying around in a chaotic manner, but in fact they are all on guard around a sword in the southwest.

Xie Wanning pretended to move northeast, but when most of the swords rushed to the northeast, she suddenly turned around and concentrated her remaining internal energy on the sword's edge, turning it into sword energy to slash at the swords in the southwest.

With a loud boom, the second move of the sword technique was broken.

As if provoked, the sword formation emitted a piercing buzzing sound, and then displayed the third move of the sword technique: One Call, a Hundred Responses.

All the sword energy condensed into a single blade, while thunderclouds rolled across the mountaintop, and sand and stones flew, ready to strike.

Xie Wanning's internal energy had long been exhausted, and she leaned against the boulder, carving her name with her sword.

However, just one stroke away from completing her name and teleporting her to the foot of the mountain, Xie Wanning stopped.