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

"Fellow Daoist Xu, are you sure? Our sect is not a major sect. I see that your aptitude is excellent and your cultivation has already reached the Nascent Soul stage. Why do you want to come to our small sect, Muxue Sect?" Lin Xuanjin stood up with difficulty and looked at Xie Wanning with some confusion.

"Yes, I voluntarily join the Twilight Snow Sect. Other sects won't accept me, so I wanted to come to the Twilight Snow Sect to see if they could accept me as a disciple," Xie Wanning said sincerely.

Lin Xuanjin sighed softly, thinking of his increasingly serious illness. Looking at his disciples who were still relatively inexperienced, although he vaguely guessed that Xu Weilin had ulterior motives for joining the Muxue Sect, he did not refuse her again.

"Alright, seeing your profound cultivation, I hereby appoint you as the senior sister of the Twilight Snow Sect." Lin Xuanjin said solemnly. He gave Xie Wanning the title of senior sister in the hope that she could take care of his disciples.

"Yes, Master." Xie Wanning bowed respectfully. Now, she had a chance to participate in the sect competition.

“Over there are your junior brothers and sisters: my second disciple Meng Qingyue, my third disciple Mu Zhi, my fourth disciple Mu Ruo, and my youngest disciple Qi Shaozhuo.”

Xie Wanning stood up and looked in the direction of her junior brothers and sisters, only to find that the situation was not optimistic.

Meng Qingyue's face was ashen, and the blood on her body had stained the surrounding snow red. Qi Shaozhuo's face was deathly pale, and his lips were completely bloodless.

Xie Wanning rushed over and gave each of them a Grade 7 Recovery Pill.

Gradually, Qi Shaozhuo's high fever subsided, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

Although the bleeding from Meng Qingyue's wounds had stopped, all four of her limbs were broken, and she was unable to get up.

His voice was weak, and his eyes were full of gratitude: "Thank you."

Xie Wanning tore off the bonds binding Mu Zhi and Mu Ruo. They rushed over and hugged Xie Wanning warmly, their voices choked with emotion: "Thank you, Senior Sister. If it weren't for you, our sect would probably have disappeared today."

Xie Wanning picked up Meng Qingyue in one go, her face serious: "Third Junior Sister, Fourth Junior Sister, take Junior Brother back to the house first. It's snowing heavily outside, so don't catch a cold."

Lin Xuanjin came over and saw Meng Qingyue and Qi Shaozhuo, whose health had improved. Her eyes trembled slightly: "Okay, let's go back to my room first."

They arrived at Lin Xuanjin's house.

Xie Wanning glanced around and saw that apart from some simple furniture, the room was empty and deserted. It was hard to imagine that this was the room where the sect leader lived.

Xie Wanning thought of Yan Ze's enormous palace on Qingyun Mountain and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

She recalled the information she had received in the black market: the Twilight Snow Sect was led by Lin Xuanjin, a Nascent Soul cultivator. The sect was located on Twilight Snow Peak, the northernmost point of the cultivation continent, and lived a life of poverty, far from human habitation and independent of the eight major sects.

However, the eight major sects do not allow the existence of any minor sects that do not obey their orders. All sects that refuse to obey the eight major sects are either silenced or disbanded on their own, and none of them have a good ending.

It took Xie Wanning ten days and ten nights to arrive at full speed on her flying artifact, just in time to prevent the massacre of the Muxue Peak.

I can't imagine what would have happened if Xie Wanning had arrived even a moment later.

Xie Wanning placed Meng Qingyue on the bed and said to Lin Xuanjin, "Master, Second Junior Brother's bones are broken. I know medicine and am willing to treat him. Is that alright?"

Lin Xuanjin was slightly stunned. He had seen Xu Weilin use physical skills and swordsmanship before, but he did not expect that she would also know medical skills.

"Alright, my disciples and I will wait in the guest room." Lin Xuanjin led the other disciples to the guest room.

Xie Wanning set up a soundproof barrier in the room and said to Meng Qingyue, "Second Junior Brother, this bone-setting technique is bound to be painful. Can you bear it?"

Meng Qingyue nodded firmly, and then Xie Wanning began to set his bones.

Room.

There was silence.

"Master, is Xu Weilin trustworthy?" Mu Zhi asked with a puzzled look and a deep sense of inquiry in her eyes.

“Yes, her arrival was too coincidental, just when those three sect leaders made their move. Should we be more cautious?” Mu Ruo asked in a low voice.

The two disciples were unable to truly believe Xie Wanning, whose origins were unknown.

Lin Xuanjin sat up straight and hesitated for a long time: "No matter what, Xu Weilin saved our sect. Mu Zhi and Mu Ruo, you must treat her well."

Mu Zhi and Mu Ru remained silent.

Over the past few months, they had been hunted down by various sects and deceived and exploited countless times, making it difficult for them to trust anyone again. Moreover, Xu Weilin's origins were unknown, yet she immediately wanted to join the Muxue Sect. She was clearly a Nascent Soul cultivator; a cultivator with that level of strength could easily become the leader of a small sect in the cultivation world. Why would Xu Weilin be willing to submit to the insignificant Muxue Sect? How could this not arouse suspicion?

Lin Xuanjin naturally knew what his disciples were thinking, but the Twilight Snow Sect was now without any support, and his body wouldn't last more than a few days. If Xu Weilin could help his disciples survive, then even if he died, he would have no regrets.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuanjin felt his body turn icy cold. Looking down, he saw that his hands were covered in thick frost, his body was emitting cold air, and silvery-white cracks had appeared on his skin.

The toxicity has started acting up again.

"Master! What's wrong with you?" Mu Zhi tried to get closer to Lin Xuanjin, but was shivering from the icy cold air.

"Don't come any closer!" Lin Xuanjin quickly set up a barrier in the guest room and left.

He couldn't let his disciples get hurt.

Lin Xuanjin opened the door to the house and walked alone into the vast snowfield.

bedroom.

"Second Junior Brother, if it hurts, just shout it out," Xie Wanning said worriedly.

She was setting Meng Qingyue's bones, and although she was under anesthesia, the pain could not be completely eliminated.

Meng Qingyue kept her eyes tightly closed, bit her lip hard, and clenched her fingers into fists, desperately enduring the pain.

Seeing that persuasion was useless, Xie Wanning could only speed up the bone setting process. After half an incense stick's time, the bone setting was finally completed.

Xie Wanning fed Meng Qingyue a sixth-grade pill to speed up his recovery.

Just as Xie Wanning was about to leave, Meng Qingyue suddenly called out to her: "Fellow Daoist Xu, what exactly is your purpose in coming to the Twilight Snow Sect? Why are you willing to help us?"

Xie Wanning turned around and met Meng Qingyue's cautious gaze. She understood and explained, "Second Junior Brother guessed correctly. I did come to Muxue Sect with a purpose. I want to participate in the sect competition as a disciple of Muxue Sect. I have made enemies with the eight major sects and need to settle my grudges in the sect competition. That's why I chose to help Muxue Sect, which has no connection with the eight major sects."

Xie Wanning spoke sincerely, her eyes filled with genuine emotion: "I never intended to harm the Muxue Sect, so you don't need to worry."

Meng Qingyue remained silent for a moment before whispering, "Thank you."

Xie Wanning knew she hadn't dispelled Meng Qingyue's suspicions, but she wasn't in a hurry.

"Senior Sister, when will my injuries heal?"

"Three days."

Meng Qingyue lay on the bed and didn't say anything more.

Xie Wanning put down three Rank 6 Recovery Pills, then opened the door and left the bedroom.

As Xie Wanning was about to enter the guest room, she was blocked by a barrier.

"What's going on?" she wondered, but she still opened the barrier and entered the guest room.

Upon entering, one sees Mu Ruo, her face flushed from crying, and Mu Zhi, who is fidgeting.

"Third Junior Sister, Fourth Junior Sister, what happened?" Xie Wanning gently patted Mu Ruo, who was crying and unable to breathe, and asked Mu Zhi, who was standing to the side.

After hesitating for a moment, Mu Zhi told him about Lin Xuanjin's situation.

Xie Wanning looked anxious and immediately said, "Let's go out and find Master now. Only half an incense stick's time has passed. Master should still be on Muxue Peak. His old injury has flared up again. How can he go outside?"

Xie Wanning left in a hurry, and Mu Zhi and Mu Ruo quickly followed.

Outside, the snow was white and the wind was howling. There were no footprints on the ground. The three of them called out "Master" in confusion, but they did not see anyone.

Knowing the situation was urgent, Xie Wanning braved the cold wind and flew on her sword.

Finally, halfway up the mountain, they saw Lin Xuanjin lying on the ground. He was surrounded by snow, and his white figure blended into the snow.

"Master!"