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

Xie Wanning officially joined the Muxue Sect and became the sect's senior disciple.

She recounted everything that had happened in the Void Realm to Lin Xuanjin, her eyes dimming: "Master, I'm sorry, I might cause trouble for the sect."

Lin Xuanjin comforted her, saying, "It's alright, your master will definitely protect you."

Xie Wanning was somewhat taken aback. She wasn't used to being protected by others. Her long years of fighting alone had forced her to learn to be independent. Now, however, she received a promise from her master to protect her, which left her at a loss.

Lin Xuanjin said nothing more and left the room, leaving Xie Wanning alone to quietly recover from her injuries.

Xie Wanning didn't want to waste time, so she began to circulate her cultivation technique and absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.

Mount Muxue is covered in snow all year round, and ordinary people cannot adapt to the cold environment here. However, Xie Wanning, who has the Ice Spirit Root, feels comfortable in body and mind. Even her speed of absorbing spiritual energy has increased. She is completely immersed in cultivation.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door: "Senior Sister, are you there?"

Xie Wanning stopped her cultivation, opened the door, and saw a petite and exquisite girl in front of her.

"Hello, Senior Sister. My name is Mu Ruo, and I'm ranked fourth in the sect. I made some snow lotus ice cream; would you like to try some?"

Mu Ruo has always been afraid of strangers. She lowered her head, her voice as soft as a breeze brushing across the water, and held a small food box in her hand.

"Great! Fourth Junior Sister, it's cold outside, come in quickly." Xie Wanning greeted her warmly.

Mu Ruo entered the room feeling embarrassed, put down the food box, and prepared to leave.

Xie Wanning called out to her, "Fourth Junior Sister, how are Second Junior Brother and Fifth Junior Brother now?" Xie Wanning asked gently.

Mu Ruo raised her head, her doe eyes sparkling: "Yes, Second Senior Brother's injuries have healed, and he can practice swordsmanship now. Junior Brother's fever has subsided."

Xie Wanning nodded in relief and took out some pastries and fruits from her storage bag.

"Fourth Junior Sister, why don't you stay and chat with me? I've just entered the sect and there are many things I don't understand. Could you tell me about them?" Xie Wan Ning asked with a smile in her eyes and a sincere tone.

Mu Ruo gripped the hem of her clothes, pondered for a moment, and nodded in agreement.

The two of them ate snacks and chatted for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Xie Wanning learned a lot about the Twilight Snow Sect from Mu Ruo.

Master Lin Xuanjin was originally a rogue cultivator, living a carefree life in the martial world thanks to his superb swordsmanship. A kind-hearted man, he adopted four children and took them as his disciples. The five of them were originally traveling freely across the land when Lin Xuanjin's Cold Poison flared up. To suppress the poison, he brought his four disciples to Twilight Snow Peak and established the Twilight Snow Sect. He then spent most of his time on the mountaintop, suppressing the toxins in his body.

The toxins in his body had stabilized, but because the Twilight Snow Sect was not associated with the eight major sects, it was targeted by other smaller sects. The most serious incident occurred half a month ago when three sect leaders came to attack the Twilight Snow Sect. Lin Xuanjin was ambushed during the battle and was seriously injured, which caused the poison to take effect, putting him in critical condition.

Hearing this, Xie Wanning took a deep breath. She felt a tightness in her chest, and her mind was filled with the horrific scene she had witnessed when she first arrived at Muxue Sect. She dared not think any further.

"Fourth Junior Sister, how do your cultivation levels compare to the others?" Xie Wanning quickly interrupted her thoughts and changed the subject.

Second Senior Brother Meng Qingyue is twenty-one years old, possesses the dual spiritual roots of thunder and fire of the eighth rank, is a sword cultivator, and has reached the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

Third Senior Sister Mu Zhi, Mu Ruo's older sister, is nineteen years old. She has a seventh-grade wind spirit root, is a sound cultivator, is skilled in using the flute, and has reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

She, Mu Ruo, is eighteen years old, possesses a seventh-grade water spirit root, is a music cultivator, is skilled in playing the guzheng, and has only reached the mid-Foundation Establishment stage in terms of cultivation.

Junior Brother Qi Shaozhuo is seventeen years old, possesses the ninth-grade dual spiritual roots of water and wood, is a pill cultivator, and has reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Xie Wanning looked at Mu Ruo, who seemed a little disappointed, and gently comforted her, "Fourth Junior Sister, don't worry. You have a good talent. As long as you work hard with the help of the elixir, your cultivation will definitely catch up."

As she spoke, Xie Wanning took out her storage bag, but Mu Ruo stopped her, her expression very serious: "Senior Sister, you saved my and my sister's lives, and healed Master, Second Senior Brother, and Junior Brother. You have already helped a lot, and I cannot accept your things anymore. Moreover, Master has taught me since I was a child to be self-reliant, and I want to get what I need with my own hands."

Xie Wanning was stunned for a moment, then smiled calmly, put the storage bag away, and couldn't help but feel admiration for Mu Ruo and the Muxue Sect.

Compared to some greedy disciples of major sects, the disciples of the Twilight Snow Sect are self-reliant and do not depend on others. They are like the pure white snow lotus on the top of Twilight Snow Peak, which grows tenaciously even when the wind and snow blow.

"Knock knock!" A knocking sound suddenly rang out on the door.

A hint of surprise appeared on Mu Ruo's face.

She took Xie Wanning's hand and led her to the door, saying expectantly, "Senior Sister, please open the door."

Although Xie Wanning was puzzled, she obediently opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, Lin Xuanjin appeared at the entrance with his other disciples.

"Master?" Xie Wanning was so startled by the scene that she didn't know what to say. Did Master have something to say?

"Xiao Lin, the poison in my body has been suppressed, so I want to take all my disciples to the sect competition. After three years in the Twilight Snow Sect, the disciples all want to get out and breathe some fresh air, and we can also help you in the sect competition," Lin Xuanjin explained his purpose.

Xie Wanning stood frozen in place. Given her current status, Lin Xuanjin bringing her along would only cause trouble for the sect. She had originally planned to leave her master and the other disciples in the sect while she went alone to clear her name, which would also prevent other sects from targeting her master and the others.

Seeing Xie Wanning's hesitant expression, Lin Xuanjin naturally knew what she was worried about.

"Xiao Lin, don't worry. Your master has the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage and has connections with several sect leaders. They won't harm us." A cold glint flashed in Lin Xuanjin's eyes as he stared intently at Xie Wanning. "You are my disciple, and I will not allow them to hurt you. If they do, my sword will never let them get away with it."

Xie Wanning lowered her head, and the others couldn't see her expression.

Suddenly, a warm hand grasped Xie Wanning's hand, and Mu Zhi gently comforted her, "Senior Sister, Muxue Sect is your home. We all consider you family. No matter what difficulties you encounter, we will be by your side. So, please don't push us away, okay?"

Xie Wanning looked up and saw everyone gathered around her. Their eyes held comfort and encouragement. They didn't speak again, but waited quietly for her reply.

Xie Wanning's heart trembled slightly.

She had seen many kinds of eyes: Yan Ze's condemning eyes, the disgusted eyes of her junior brothers and sisters, and the indifferent and mocking eyes of bystanders.

She was rarely looked at with such gentle eyes, as warm as the winter sun.

Xie Wanning nodded and said calmly, "Okay."

Then, amidst the enthusiastic cheers of her junior brothers and sisters, she boarded the flying boat bound for the sect's grand competition.

The airship started moving, and Xie Wanning was blown by the cold wind, but she did not feel the cold at all.