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

"This disciple wishes to join the lineage of the mortal world."

Yun Yici lowered her head and waited for a long time before she heard the sect leader's clear voice from the head of the table: "The Hongchen lineage has not accepted female disciples since the previous two generations. Do you have any other place you wish to go?"

Her face paled, and she finally understood why, even though she had killed the evil god, her mission progress was only 5%.

She forgot this very important detail about Ning Tinglan.

The mortal world does not accept female disciples, and even maintains a single lineage, precisely to highlight the female protagonist's uniqueness and the unparalleled master-disciple bond between her and Ning Tinglan.

Yun Yici knelt on the ground, making a desperate gamble, and said, "This disciple has nowhere else to go. If I cannot join the Red Dust lineage, I am willing to give up the opportunity to become a disciple. I only ask to meet the master of the Red Dust lineage."

She had come all this way with great difficulty, and she was truly unwilling to give up.

If she can find a way to see Ning Tinglan, she might still have a chance to win him back.

Xie Shiqing, who was next to her, panicked and, disregarding etiquette, grabbed her hand, saying, "Are you crazy? Peak Master Wen is right here."

Why give up such a hard-won opportunity to become an apprentice? He knows how hard she works.

Yun Yici was tugged by him and looked up in astonishment in the direction Xie Shiqing was pointing, only to meet Wen Fuyue's beautiful and clear eyes.

Is he the Lord of the Mortal World? Ning Tinglan? That aloof man, as pure and cold as snow on a high mountain?

Wait, Wen?

The girl's bright, almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise, revealing a charming and innocent look befitting her age.

Wen Fuyue smiled and said, "Since we don't recognize each other, I don't understand why you are so insistent on seeing me."

Yun Yici looked at Wen Fuyue with a blank expression and stammered, "I don't know Elder Wen's name?"

Although she had all her previous memories, she was a dependent relative of the Yun family.

Moreover, due to her limited talent, she was not qualified to participate in the personal training trial at all, so no one had ever told her anything about the Nanhua Sect.

"Wen Fuyue."

Yun Yici's heart, which had been dead for so long, was finally beyond dead. She calmly said to the system, "The Red Dust Peak Master is not Ning Tinglan. Does the main quest you mentioned still count?"

Then, a system crashing voice came from his mind: "Wrong, all wrong, host, this is Ning Tinglan's master."

"According to my calculations, we are currently two hundred years before the story begins, before the female lead was even born..."

"Zizzizi..."

After a string of noisy gibberish, the system completely crashed.

Yun Yici: 6. The most formidable enemies often appear beside you in the form of incompetent teammates.

The scene was quite awkward. Yun Yici had no choice but to regain his composure and say to Wen Fuyue, "This disciple is from a collateral branch of the Yun family and has little knowledge of the world. I only happened to hear my brothers and sisters in the clan mention the Red Dust lineage, so I couldn't help but feel a longing for it. I did not mean to make things difficult for Peak Master Wen."

Wen Fuyue nodded and said, "I see. Although my Red Dust lineage is called Red Dust, it is actually Forget the Dust. Even so, young friend Yun, are you willing to join my sect?"

Wen Fuyue's tone softened, and Yun Yici was initially delighted, but Gu Ruyi, sitting at the head of the table, stopped her, saying, "Fuyue, you..."

Wen Fuyue smiled and bowed, saying, "Sect Leader, since young friend Yun wishes to become my disciple, let me make the decision."

Yun Yici quickly replied, "This disciple is willing."

Gu Ruyi sighed, thinking about Wen Fuyue's behavior in recent years, and ultimately said nothing.

However, even at this point, the disconnected system remained silent, and instead, the text that had disappeared from Yun Yici's field of vision reappeared.

Main Quest: Join the Hongchen branch of the Nanhua Sect.

[Progress: 100%]

Wen Fuyue naturally couldn't see the words in Yun Yici's eyes. He walked over to the kneeling girl and reached out to help her up.

The moment he touched her, Yun Yici saw that the words had changed.

[Congratulations, host, on completing the main quest. However, due to a timeline error, the copied plot of "Encountering Immortals" will soon become meaningless.]

[Dear host, facing the long years we are about to spend together, what do you choose?]

A. Though mountains and rivers may separate us, our hearts remain connected; can the host simply restart?

B. If the mountains and rivers seem to block the way, let's try again; it won't delay us.

C. On the verge of death from illness, he suddenly sat up, and soared ninety thousand miles into the sky.

D. If life is full of disappointments, one might as well hang oneself from a tree in the northeast.

???

All four options advised her to restart.

Just as Yun Yici was about to argue with the system, Wen Fuyue's hand landed on her head.

She subconsciously looked up and saw the man's soft, white palm and the exposed part of his wrist.

His hands were gentle yet strong.

When she got closer, she could even smell the faint, distant fragrance emanating from his sleeves as he made gestures.

While Yun Yici was in a daze, he heard Wen Fuyue say, "It is actually a rare top-grade wind spirit root. I didn't see you use elemental power during the trial."

"No wonder the demons and corpses kept chasing you; this is the reason."

Can you feel the wind moving?

The ever-flowing, all-encompassing, free wind...

Yun Yici closed her eyes, feeling her soul weightless like a drifting leaf wandering in the wind. She traveled through the seasons with the wind, from the fiery heat of midsummer to the crisp gold of autumn, and from the ice and snow in front of the courtyard to the new green of the branches.

The air is filled with the fragrance of sandalwood in the quiet temple, and the string music from the painted boats of Jiangnan cannot drown out the soft Wu dialect. When I wake from my dream, the late spring rain is falling, and the peach blossoms on the riverbank are blooming again. This is the human world.

A long wind rises, carrying her to the clouds. The smoke and clouds are vast, and the sun shines on the clouds under the sky. We sigh at our insignificance.

A surge of righteous energy suddenly erupted from the deepest part of Yun Yici's heart, giving her a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

No, she's practically a cultivator!

With such a golden opportunity to cultivate immortality right in front of them, who would want to waste time trying to win over those scoundrels?!

Just as Yun Yici was about to speak, she saw that among the options that were originally all about restarting, option C had become a completely new sentence.

[Dear host, facing the long years we are about to spend together, what do you choose?]

A. Though mountains and rivers may separate us, our hearts remain connected; can the host simply restart?

B. If the mountains and rivers seem to block the way, let's try again; it won't delay us.

C. An immortal stroked my head

D. If life is full of disappointments, one might as well hang oneself from a tree in the northeast.

Yun Yici calmly continues the next line: "Having tied one's hair, one receives eternal life. (Choose C)"

She opened her eyes, looked at Wen Fuyue, kowtowed again, and said earnestly, "Disciple Yun Yici greets Master."

She kowtowed willingly this time.

This development has come to a good end. The other elders secretly sighed that they had misjudged the situation and let go of a top-grade wind spirit root. This was a promising talent.

Yun Yici was taken in by Wen Fuyue, leaving only Xie Shiqing present, whose performance in the trial was also quite commendable.

Just as the elders were getting ready to fight, Xie Shiqing blushed and stammered, "Actually, I've also admired Peak Master Wen for a long time..."