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

[Host, are you really sure you want to use 200 points to exchange for the ability to refine ten Grade 8 spirit pills?]

"Why can't I directly become an eighth-grade alchemist? I can only refine eighth-grade pills." Ye Qianqian's indignant voice rang out.

[Because if you suddenly rise to the eighth rank of alchemist, it wouldn't conform to the rules of the cultivation world, and your cultivation level wouldn't be sufficient to reach the level of an eighth-rank alchemist.]

[Alright, as long as I win the match. This Xu Weilin dares to challenge me; I'll make her suffer a crushing defeat.]

Xie Wanning heard Ye Qianqian's conversation with the system and sighed in thought.

She didn't know how to refine pills, and she didn't know how she had refined those three grade-eight spiritual pills. She only accepted Ye Qianqian's challenge to prove her innocence.

Too careless.

“I want to participate in the competition too.” Xia Mengqi stepped forward, her fists clenched, her chin held high, obscuring her expression.

Before Xie Wanning could refuse, Ye Qianqian agreed: "Okay, Senior Sister Xia, please do as you please."

Xia Mengqi breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the arena.

Xie Wanning walked into the herb garden, preparing to pick herbs.

The fragrance of the medicinal herb permeated her body, and the subtle aroma seemed to soothe Xie Wan Ning's anxiety.

"Alchemy requires a calm and focused mind; one cannot be distracted."

"The refining of elixirs must be done with a benevolent heart. Remember, your elixirs are ultimately meant to save lives."

Two unfamiliar voices rang out. Xie Wanning rubbed her temples, the pain in her head feeling like needles pricking her, but those two sentences inexplicably brought her peace of mind.

She must have forgotten something important!

Despite her doubts, Xie Wanning did not slow down her pace of picking herbs.

Finally, after harvesting a basketful of spiritual herbs, Xie Wanning washed them clean and put them into the alchemy furnace.

Then, she took out the explosive talisman and continued the bombardment.

Ye Qianqian had been observing Xie Wanning's actions, but she found that Xie Wanning was not like an alchemist at all, and her alchemy methods were completely unorthodox.

Ye Qianqian felt a little relieved and focused on refining the pills.

Xia Mengqi paid no attention to what others were doing, completely immersed in alchemy.

Finally, all three of them finished refining the elixir.

Xia Mengqi nervously opened the alchemy furnace, her hands trembling slightly. She had never been so nervous before. She had just used the technique for refining eighth-grade pills, exhausting all the spiritual energy in her body, hoping only to refine an eighth-grade pill.

However, to her disappointment, thirty grade-five spirit pills and ten grade-six spirit pills lay quietly in the alchemy furnace. She couldn't even refine a grade-seven spirit pill; what kind of genius was she?

"Pfft!" Xia Mengqi coughed up a mouthful of dark blood and collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

Xie Wanning, who was closest to Xia Mengqi, was the first to react. She quickly helped Xia Mengqi up and asked with concern, "Fellow Daoist Xia, how are you?"

Xia Mengqi shook her head and struggled to break free from Xie Wanning's hand.

She is the upright and indomitable senior sister of the Nine Cauldrons Division, and she does not need the sympathy of outsiders.

Xie Wanning sighed softly and turned to leave.

"Ding!" The bell at her waist rang out crisply.

Xie Wanning turned her head, and Xia Mengqi stood up with difficulty. Her gaze was fixed on the elixir in the alchemy furnace, as if there were raging flames burning in her eyes.

Her back was straight, her hands were clenched into fists, and she bit her lower lip hard. Her eyes were brimming with tears, but she refused to let a single tear fall.

She is the most outstanding genius in the Nine Cauldrons Division. One day she will refine an eighth-grade or even ninth-grade elixir. She definitely will.

Xie Wanning didn't know what to say. She touched the bell in her hand and felt a bit of warmth from it.

"An eighth-grade spirit pill! Junior Sister Ye is amazing. Before, you could only refine seventh-grade spirit pills, but now you can refine eighth-grade spirit pills."

"Junior Sister Ye is now an eighth-grade alchemist? She is truly gifted."

"Junior Sister Ye, do you want to become the number one alchemist in the Qingyun Sect in the future?"

……

Praises and songs almost surrounded Ye Qianqian, and the ten Rank 8 pills in her hand were particularly eye-catching.

Ye Qianqian glanced at Xie Wanning provocatively and snorted, "Fellow Daoist Xu, the outcome is already decided, isn't it?"

Previously, Xie Wanning had only refined three Grade 8 spirit pills, while Ye Qianqian now had ten. It was clear that the outcome was already decided.

"Not necessarily." Xie Wanning chuckled, her confidence seemingly coming from nowhere.

Xie Wanning opened the alchemy furnace, inside which lay ten smooth, eighth-grade spiritual pills.

With both sides using ten Grade 8 spirit pills, could this be considered a draw?

All eyes were on Wei Changsheng, who calmly announced, "I declare that the champion is Xu Weilin."

"Why? Why is Xu Weilin the champion when it comes to the same ten Rank 8 spirit pills?" An indignant voice came from the crowd.

Wei Changsheng's gaze, however, fell on Xie Wanning, his eyes filled with a hint of urging.

Xie Wanning didn't keep them in suspense and took all the pills out of the alchemy furnace.

There were eleven pills in total. Besides the ten eighth-grade pills, the other one was a first-grade recovery pill.

The crowd was either shocked or disdainful.

However, Xie Wanning did win in both quantity and quality, which is undeniable.

Thus, amidst the gnashing of teeth of others, Xie Wanning received the inheritance of swordsmanship and alchemy.

After Xie Wanning accepted Wei Changsheng's teachings, she said, "Master, I have a request."

After finding a successor, Wei Changsheng was in high spirits and looked at Xie Wanning with loving eyes: "Just tell me, your teacher will definitely agree."

He is an ascended great being; what request could he not grant?

"Your disciple wishes to share the inheritance of swordsmanship and alchemy with the four major sects below the stage."

"Disciple, are you serious?" Wei Changsheng could hardly believe what he was hearing. Xu Weilin was actually going to give the inheritance she had worked so hard to obtain to someone else.

Xie Wanning knelt and kowtowed, her tone sincere: "Master, your swordsmanship and alchemy are unparalleled, and are excellent for improving cultivation. Naturally, I cherish them. However, if I wish to promote your techniques, it will be extremely difficult for me alone. If we can leverage the power of the four major sects, Master's techniques will surely be passed down for hundreds or thousands of years, so that when people mention the Invincible Daoist, they will not only remember Master's great achievements, but also remember how Master's techniques benefited the world."

Xie Wanning's words were reasonable and well-founded, which aligned with Wei Changsheng's wishes.

Wei Changsheng genuinely hoped that his disciple could carry forward the cultivation technique he had painstakingly researched throughout his life. If Xu Weilin, a rogue cultivator, were to gain some fame in the cultivation world, it would be difficult to pass on the technique for a hundred years. It would be better to rely on the power of the four major sects to pass on the technique and enhance his reputation.

However, if he were to pass on his skills indiscriminately, wouldn't his previous competition become a joke?

Seemingly understanding Wei Changsheng's concerns, Xie Wanning calmly said, "When I pass on the cultivation technique to various sects, I will charge a certain amount of spirit stones as a price. This way, I can both protect my master's reputation and pass on the technique."

Upon hearing this, Wei Changsheng thought the method was feasible, so he nodded and agreed, "I'll do as you say."

Xie Wanning smiled faintly, revealing two shallow dimples: "Yes, ma'am!"

Upon hearing the reply, Wei Changsheng smiled knowingly, and finally vanished in a stream of light.

Xie Wanning stood there, stunned. Had her master left? He had completed the inheritance and then departed.

With a pang of sadness, Xie Wanning wiped away her tears and bowed respectfully.

Back in the center of the arena, Xie Wanning noticed that the disciples from various sects were distracted and wanted to leave long ago.

So she cleared her throat and solemnly announced, "Fellow Daoists, after discussions with my master, he hopes his cultivation method can help more of you improve your cultivation. Whether it's the sword path or the alchemy inheritance, it only requires 100,000 high-grade spirit stones to obtain. Are there any fellow Daoists who wish to obtain the inheritance?"

There was silence in the audience.