The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

The Nine Peaks of Nanhua, with Chaohua as the head, Yaohua Jiangxian, Yunxu Qiongyu, Qingyao Linheng, and Ligou Hongchen.

It actually rhymes quite well when read aloud like that.

When Yun Yici returned to her residence, she muttered to herself with a smile on her face.

As she thought of something, the smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Lin Jinliu, Wan Baili, and others were of the same generation as Ning Tinglan.

In other words, two hundred years after Ning Tinglan takes the female protagonist as his disciple, these pillars of the sect should at least be peak masters or elders.

However, their names never appear in the story.

It wouldn't be surprising if one or two of them were missing, but none of them actually appeared in the story.

Yun Yici harbored a suspicion she was unwilling to admit—that they, like the vanished Xie family, might have perished within the last two hundred years.

Moreover, it is unlikely that such a precise and large-scale death of elite disciples would result in the successive deaths of individuals.

It's highly likely they were involved in the incident together.

Could it be that the Nanhua Sect is about to face a great calamity?

Yun Yici was still pondering, but her solemn expression made Mu Yunjian shudder.

He always felt that this woman was thinking about something terrible, maybe even something as dangerous as spicy rabbit heads.

The frail and helpless Mu Yunjian couldn't help but ask, "Do you like Ning Tinglan that much?"

He had only interrupted their good time, and she was already considering turning him into a spicy rabbit head.

Yun Yici's thoughts were interrupted by Mu Yunjian. She glanced at the baby rabbit squatting on the bed, hugging its little pillow and crying, and asked, "What about you? Do you hate Ning Tinglan?"

In the morning, when she was planning to go to the academy alone, Mu Yunjian showed no intention of going with her at all.

As soon as Ning Tinglan arrived, he insisted on going too.

Speechless amidst the twilight clouds, lies are not unpleasant, but the truth is.

But at this moment, he didn't want to tell the truth or lie.

Anyway, Yun Yici likes Ning Tinglan a little more, and so does Master.

He was born in the demon realm and grew up with his mother's clan.

The demon race originally transformed into human form after cultivating.

Unfortunately, he was born as an infant and could never transform into a beast.

As a result, he and his mother were ostracized by their clan, and the only magic he knew was taught to him by his mother.

After his clan was wiped out, his mother died protecting him, and he escaped because he was mistaken for a human.

He went through countless hardships to escape to the human world, hoping to seek the protection of his father's clan.

When he finally met his father, whom he had never met since birth, he learned that his father had already married a human woman of equal social standing and even had offspring.

His father was afraid of him, so he locked him in a deserted courtyard and forbade anyone else to feed him, intending to starve him to death.

He used his power of words to control the servants who guarded him to bring him food.

Unfortunately, these servants were just ordinary people and had no way of breaking the formation that imprisoned his courtyard.

Fortunately, his father's strict order forbade anyone to visit him, which prevented the fact that he would fall into a period of slumber in the human world from being discovered.

Mu Yunjian was filled with despair; the world had been so unfair to him.

He wanted to be a demon in the demon realm, but Heaven wanted him to be human.

He wanted to be human in the human world, but the will of Heaven made him like a demon.

His mother died tragically, and his father had a beautiful wife and young child in his arms.

Years of imprisonment made him hate the blood of his father's clan in his veins, and he vowed that one day when he was freed, he would kill everyone in his father's clan.

It wasn't until Wen Fuyue happened to pass by that she saw the array formation in the courtyard where he was imprisoned.

His father already considered him a hot potato, and since Wen Fuyue was the peak master of the Nanhua Sect, he assumed that Wen Fuyue was going to slay demons and monsters, so he hurriedly invited Wen Fuyue in.

When Wen Fuyue arrived, she happened to find him in his dormant period.

And so, when he woke up from his dream, he found himself as Mu Yunjian, the youngest disciple of Wangchen Peak.

Mu Yunjian was initially unruly and only wanted to escape down the mountain to slaughter his own relatives. He only learned to disguise himself after being violently suppressed by Wen Fuyue several times.

Later, Wen Fuyue made a deal with him: she would teach him magic and protect him in return, but he was not allowed to go out and do evil or seek revenge.

Suppressing the hatred in his heart, Mu Yunjian decided to follow Wen Fuyue in cultivation.

Later, after losing his father at a young age, he gradually came to regard Wen Fuyue as his father, and even had the fantasy of following Wen Fuyue to cultivate and becoming a good person.

Until a year ago, Ning Tinglan's appearance shattered his illusions.

Yes, Wen Fuyue intends to pass on her mantle to Ning Tinglan, and will carefully nurture Ning Tinglan as her destined next master of the mortal world.

At that moment, Mu Yunjian finally realized that he was a demon, and even his cultivation in the Nanhua Sect was done in secret, let alone openly inheriting Wen Fuyue's Dao.

Mu Yunjian's hatred shattered his illusions and took away Ning Tinglan, his home.

For the past year, he has taken pleasure in deceiving and harming Ning Tinglan, since sword cultivators are generally tough and won't die.

......

The baby rabbit was lost in its memories, its eyes fixed, and it didn't say a word before collapsing onto the table.

His shallow breathing and slightly closed eyes convinced Yun Yici that he was asleep.

Upon seeing this, Yun Yici quickly brought over the bed that was placed on a high place, put the baby rabbit on it, and then carefully covered it with a specially made small blanket.

It's good that they're asleep; if he's asleep, she'll sleep too.

Yun Yici dared not delay any longer and quickly went to bed. Before falling asleep, she reminded the system to wake her up as soon as Mu Yunjian was about to wake up.

She needs to seize every opportunity to improve her skills.

On a sunny afternoon, Yun Yici watched the light and shadows in the room and fell asleep without realizing it.

Shen Huaichuan, who was suddenly summoned to her, said, "It seems you've been coming to see me earlier and earlier lately."

Yun Yici realized that Shen Huaichuan might also have his own matters to attend to, so she immediately slid down and knelt down, saying, "I'm sorry, senior, I didn't think this through. If it's inconvenient for you, I won't sleep during the day anymore."

Shen Huaichuan said, "It's nothing, I have nothing else to say."

Shen Huaichuan was imprisoned in Xuanling Prison, and Yun Yici's invitation to him to enter her dream was a rare moment of peace.

Moreover, Yun Yici is a diligent and intelligent person. He gives her a few pointers when appropriate, and spends his spare time contemplating and comprehending the Dao.

After hearing this, Yun Yici stopped being coy and frankly said, "I need to improve my strength quickly in the near future."

After saying that, Yun Yici recounted in detail to Shen Huaichuan the scene of her creating a tornado in the academy that day.

She said, "The elder who taught me said that this is a spiritual energy outburst, but the wind blades in my dream didn't seem that powerful."

Shen Huaichuan frowned slightly. He stood up, and his spirit sword appeared in his hand. In the next instant, he swung it horizontally forward.

The dream they were in was like a painting that had been torn apart horizontally; the mountains and courtyards were all cut in half, revealing an unfathomable blackness behind them.

Yun Yici stood there, stunned, staring at everything before her. Was this the power of a half-step ascension?

Shen Huaichuan couldn't see it, but he could sense the power of the sword.

"As you can see, the spiritual energy in dreams is different from that in the outside world. It seems to be compressed, so the spells released in the outside world are ten or even a hundred times more powerful than those in dreams."