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

"No need for formalities. You were the one who stopped Black Bull first; we were just helping out. Besides, I'd like to thank you for saving my junior sister's life. I am Qiao Qingzi, the eldest disciple of Hundred Herbs Valley, and this is my junior sister, Lin Xi. May I ask your name, fellow Daoist?" The woman in green spoke with a gentle, clear voice, and the strong fragrance of medicine emanating from her made Xie Wanning feel relaxed.

A small head peeked out from behind Qiao Qingzi, the little girl's big eyes filled with curiosity. This little girl was Lin Xi, the same girl Xie Wanning had rescued.

Lin Xi walked over and took a small purple flower from the basket. Xie Wan Ning recognized it as a fifth-grade hemostatic flower and reached out to take the flower.

"Thank you." Xie Wanning smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling. Then she turned to Qiao Qingzi and said, "My name is Xu Xiaoli, and I'm a disciple of a small sect."

"Xu Xiaoli, I didn't expect you to be able to tame a bull at such a young age. You're really amazing!" The woman in purple patted Xie Wanning's back with such force that Xie Wanning's body trembled.

"I am Zhong Yingxiu, the second disciple of Bibo Ting. You can just call me Sister Zhong." Zhong Yingxiu patted Xie Wanning's back twice more enthusiastically. Fortunately, Xie Wanning was prepared and her body did not tremble.

Zhong Yingxiu is too enthusiastic! Does Bibo Ting not only teach formations but also physical skills?

Xie Wanning silently complained to herself, then gave a friendly smile: "Hello, Sister Zhong!"

“That’s more like it, little brother Xu. Why are you called Xiaoli? I can tell you’re quite strong! You jumped onto the ox’s back in one go.” Zhong Xiuying’s voice was loud and clear, and Xie Wanning wondered if she had a gong or drum in her throat.

"Because I have an older sister named Xu Dali, my name is Xu Xiaoli." Xie Wanning twitched the corners of her mouth and made up a reason casually.

"Oh, I see! Hahaha!" Zhong Xiuying laughed loudly, while Xie Wanning said that her ears were almost deafened.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong, don't scare the child." The young man rode the mad lion to Xie Wanning's side and pulled her over.

“Young fellow Daoist, thank you for saving my junior sister. I am Xiao Shuo, the senior brother of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and this is my junior sister, Su Anying. May I ask your name, young fellow Daoist?” Xiao Shuo asked politely and calmly.

"Let me introduce you, Xu Xiaoli, my little brother." Zhong Xiuying's voice was loud and clear as she proudly patted Xie Wanning's shoulder.

Xie Wanning's lips twitched slightly, revealing an unnatural smile, and she nodded.

Xiao Shuo instantly understood, pulled Xie Wanning over, and said sincerely, "Fellow Daoist Xu, is there anything you need? The Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts will repay you properly."

Xie Wanning shook her head. She had only followed the voice in her mind to save people and had no intention of receiving any reward.

"How about this, Senior Brother, when we return to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, let's choose a high-grade spirit beast for Fellow Daoist Xu as a thank-you gift," Su Anying suggested enthusiastically as she climbed down from the lion's back.

Xiao Shuo thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

He took out a token engraved with the character "beast" and said, "Fellow Daoist Xu can bring this token to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts and choose any spirit beast you like."

Xie Wanning accepted the token and thanked her.

Su Anying leaned closer curiously and asked, "Fellow Daoist Xu, do you also know how to control beasts? How did you use a red cloak to attract A Niu's attention just now?"

Ah Niu? Is that the name of that black ox?

Xie Wanning snapped out of her reverie and gently curled the corners of her lips: "When I was a child in the countryside, I often saw oxen plowing the fields. I know they are sensitive to the color red, so I thought of using a red cloak to attract the black oxen's attention."

Xie Wanning had been a wanderer since childhood, and she didn't have much time to care for cattle, sheep, pigs and horses. Every day she was either looking for food or being beaten, so she didn't know whether the cattle used for plowing were sensitive to the color red.

However, her knowledge of beast taming was what allowed her to subdue the black bull.

However, Xie Wanning needs to find a reason to explain why she can control beasts.

Su Anying seemed to be deep in thought, her gaze falling on the powerless black bull.

Sudden.

"Elder Zhao, it's that black bull! It knocked down many houses and injured people!" A sharp voice of accusation rang out from afar. Xie Wanning saw a group of disciples escorting an elderly elder as he approached.

Elder Zhao?

Xie Wanning recalled that Elder Zhao was the Grand Elder of the Punishment Department. He was strict and fair, but he was also rigid in his adherence to rules and did not know how to be flexible.

Xie Wanning still remembered when she was the senior disciple of Qingyun Sect, an inner disciple cut several flying swords of Wanjian Mountain in order to save his junior brother who had mistakenly entered Wanjian Mountain. When Elder Zhao found out, he judged that the disciple had entered the sword mountain without permission and deliberately damaged the sect's flying swords. He was punished by having to climb to the top of Wenjian Cliff three times, while the junior brother was directly demoted to an outer disciple.

The junior disciple had unintentionally entered Ten Thousand Swords Mountain, while the inner disciple had entered to save someone, yet both were severely punished.

When Xie Wanning first learned of this, she pleaded for her two disciples on several occasions, but Elder Zhao was impartial and insisted on following the rules.

We are now inside the Qingyun Sect, and even disciples from other sects must abide by the rules of the Qingyun Sect.

"Xiao Shuo, Su Anying, is this your spirit beast?" Elder Zhao asked sternly, his tone authoritative and laced with obvious reproach.

“Yes, it’s my spirit beast.” Su Anying stepped forward, her face pale. Although she was very afraid of Elder Zhao in front of her, she still stood in front of the black bull.

"This black bull went berserk in the territory of Qingyun Sect, damaging not only the sect's buildings but also nearly harming other disciples. According to Qingyun Sect's rules, such dangerous spirit beasts are not allowed to appear in the sect again. You'd better take it away now," Elder Zhao said sternly, a cold glint in his eyes.

"No, Ah Niu just lost his temper for a moment. He's usually very well-behaved." Su Anying spread her arms to protect the black ox behind her, unwilling to take a step back even with tears in her eyes.

"Su Anying, do you know how much damage a mad bull can cause to the Qingyun Sect?" Elder Zhao sighed heavily, approaching Su Anying step by step.

Xie Wanning looked at the scene before her, feeling it wasn't appropriate for her to intervene, since she was now just an outsider.

“Elder Zhao, Ah Niu has only temporarily lost control. I promise it won’t hurt anyone again,” Xiao Shuo said earnestly, stopping Elder Zhao in his tracks.

"Temporarily out of control? Not necessarily. This bull has gone mad. Look at its current state. Without the restraint of this formation, this bull would have already hurt someone." Everyone followed Elder Zhao's gaze and saw the black bull panting heavily, its eyes glowing red, and emitting a deep warning sound.

Su Anying also noticed A Niu's strange behavior, but she didn't know why he had become like this.

Half an incense stick's time later, after finishing his dinner, Ah Niu became restless and eventually started running wildly.

Elder Zhao pushed aside Xiao Shuo, who was blocking his way, and got closer and closer to Black Bull.

"Moo!"

Perhaps sensing the killing intent, Black Bull suddenly roared, unleashing tremendous power, breaking free of the iron chains binding him, and charging towards Elder Zhao.

"He really is a mad bull!" Elder Zhao's eyes grew cold.

Before anyone else could react, countless wind blades appeared around the black bull and flew towards him instantly.

Amidst a piercing scream, the black ox collapsed to the ground, and Elder Zhao conjured a massive wind blade in his hand, striking towards the black ox.