She became a god

Meanwhile, Wen Xichun, after transforming into a gentle breeze, was again entangled by the Bone-Eating Nails, which made her feel annoyed. She wondered to herself: Do I really have to use that move?

Although the Bone-Eating Nail could not find the acupoint for the time being, it tightened its grip step by step, and she seemed to have no way to escape.

This newly learned Mountain Wind Technique was a waste of my time.

Mountain Wind Technique, Shadow-Bearing Sword.

A thought flashed through Wen Xichun's mind, and she felt as if she was about to grasp something.

She used the Mountain Wind Technique again, but not on herself, but on the Cheng Ying Sword.

Cheng Ying Sword was already known for its elegance, and with the added enhancement of the Mountain Wind Technique, it pierced through Xiao Xiangzi in an instant.

Xiao Xiangzi vomited blood and died on the spot. The Bone-Eating Nails, without spiritual power to activate them, quickly scattered on the ground, and Wen Xichun also returned to her original form.

She quickly put away Xiao Xiangzi's Qiankun bag, mustard seed space, and scattered bone-eating nails.

Some cultivators who were well protected by their clans or sects couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness upon seeing this.

Wen Xichun didn't care about their thoughts; she just wanted to thank the woman who had secretly imparted the teachings to settle the karmic debt.

"Is that acceptable?"

Qin Mengyang finally took the rumored "crazy woman" seriously; this grand event seemed to be much more interesting.

"of course can."

From now on, Wenxi Chun will be able to participate in tomorrow's competition.

The preliminary round of the Yuya Grand Ceremony, which was originally scheduled for twenty-one, will now be changed to a preliminary round for twenty-one.

"If that's the case, wouldn't there still be empty slots tomorrow?"

"You don't actually think Ye Qingzhou can get a bye, do you?"

"It's quite possible. She's already been skipped three times. If she can achieve another great result tomorrow, it's not impossible."

"Ye Qingzhou can also do divination. He opened three gambling sessions today and won a lot of spirit stones from us."

"It was clearly four times, but none of us wanted to participate just now."

"Has the second incense stick just finished burning?"

"Yes... I remember Ye Qingzhou's fourth bet was that the duel would end after three incense sticks burned out... She lost??"

"She actually lost?"

"She didn't lose, because none of us participated in the bet. Without any stakes, how can there be a win or loss?"

"Then we've missed a golden opportunity to win the spirit stones back from Ye Qingzhou!"

"Hey! Opportunity knocks but once!"

The discussion inside the building was lively, with Wen Xichun and Ye Qingzhou being the most frequently mentioned names.

Seeing their surprised expressions, Ye Qingzhou felt incredibly pleased, as if she had just enjoyed a delicious taro shaved ice dessert.

She touched the Qiankun bag at her waist, happily went back to her room to sleep. She had earned several hundred high-grade spirit stones today, so happy!

Wen Xichun was personally led to a room by Qin Mengyang. Faced with Qin's intentional or unintentional attempts to elicit information, she adhered to the principle that silence is golden, rendering Qin Mengyang's silver tongue useless.

"Fellow Daoist, you are born with a sword-like spirit and have the opportunities presented by the Cheng Ying Sword and the Mountain Wind Transformation. You are sure to achieve great things in the future, and I imagine your teachers will be pleased."

Another cultivator, still determined to find out about her family background and lineage, told Wen Xichun the truth: "I have no parents, let alone a master."

Do you think Qin Mengyang is a three-year-old?

With her innate talent for swordsmanship, Wen Xichun's biological parents must both be geniuses.

Treasures like the Cheng Ying Sword and the Mountain Wind Technique are not something ordinary cultivators dare to display.

Possessing treasures will always bring trouble.

How could someone without parents or a teacher possibly collect so many magical treasures on their own and keep them all this time?

Qin Mengyang and many other cultivators tacitly agreed that Wen Xichun was a junior of some reclusive great power, sent out on a training mission.

If possible, Qin Mengyang would like to ask a few more questions, but he was wary of the powerful figure behind Wen Xichun, so he gave a few more instructions and left.

Wen Xichun regretted it a little. She only wanted to participate in the competition to obtain the fragments of the Heavenly Sword, and did not want to live in the mixed-race Qunyinglou.

She originally wanted to find the girl who could transmit her voice, but now she has no clue whatsoever.

The Yu Ya Grand Ceremony is held once every fifty years. Since that girl has come, even if she is not among the top twenty, she will not miss tomorrow's competition.

However, cultivators who can casually impart the Mountain Wind Transformation must be among the top twenty.

The Formless Divine Technique is a Heaven-level cultivation method, consisting of sixty-four minor techniques. It has been lost for a long time, and only some races, families, and sects possess fragments of it.

The kindness of imparting the secrets of the Mountain Wind Transformation technique is immense, especially given the critical moment. While it may not have been a life-saving act, it certainly showed a deep sense of gratitude.

Wen Xichun had also obtained many rare and precious materials, but she cultivated both alchemy and swordsmanship, so she used most of the materials for alchemy and sword forging.

She absolutely could not give away the sword. She would either take the pills herself or sell them for spirit stones. Now, apart from some life-saving pills, all she could offer were third-grade pills. She wondered if the young lady would even be interested.

Xiao Xiangzi's 32 Bone-Eating Nails are quite powerful, but unfortunately they are tainted with karma. If they were refined with alchemical fire, their grade might be improved. I hope she would like them.

After Wen Xichun made up her mind, she summoned the alchemy furnace and spent the whole night refining the Bone-Eating Nail, determined to repay this kindness the next day!

"The wind howls and the Yi River is cold; the great competition among cultivators is a contest of life and death."

Early in the morning, the woman's sighs could be heard throughout the building. Her voice was full of emotion, with ups and downs, which was quite touching.

If the woman singing this song were not Ye Qingzhou, everyone would be eager to applaud and praise her.

But this is Ye Qingzhou!

That old man who's always thinking about swindling their spirit stones!

No matter how sweet she looks on the outside, her heart is black!

The thought of the dozen or so high-grade spirit stones she had swindled them from made everyone unhappy.

A dozen or so high-grade spirit stones would be enough for them to learn from yesterday's alchemist and set up an explosive array. How cool would that be!

Unfortunately, all the money was swindled away by that little swindler Ye Qingzhou.

Anyone who believes her is the biggest idiot ever!

Seriously?! She's been working so hard, why aren't they giving her any response at all?

Ye Qingzhou's throat was a little dry. She took a big gulp of spiritual juice while cursing inwardly, "How did their IQ increase so much in just one night? Are they not leaving me any way to make money? It's so hard to earn money in this world!"

In fact, as the little panda princess, Ye Qingzhou has a very wealthy private treasury.

but!

Is there anyone in this world who thinks they have too much money?

Others may not know, but Ye Qingzhou is always happy whenever she sees her private assets have increased by another layer!

How wonderful it would be to have a fellow Daoist like my Saudi friend!

I, Xiongxiong, really want to live a life where people chase after me and give me money.

Perhaps because she said this every day, Heaven got tired of her and actually granted her wish.

Seeing the hundred high-grade spirit stones, dozens of bottles of grade three pills, and the box of glittering Bone-Eating Nails in the Qiankun bag, Ye Qingzhou felt that his eyes were about to sparkle with gold!

Oh my god! You really love me!

Thank you (?′w`?) Tiandao's mother for her love; there's no one better than a mother in this world!

Tiandao, Mom, I love you!

Just like how bears love bamboo leaves!

Ye Qingzhou was secretly thrilled, but when faced with Wen Xichun's thanks, she suppressed her emotions and acted nonchalantly.

"We cultivators should naturally uphold justice. Yesterday, the moment I saw you, I knew you were kind-hearted, ambitious, and devoted to the sword. You are a rare and pure person in this world. I am very happy to be able to help you. I really like your return gift (●???●)."

While bombarding him with sweet talk, Ye Qingzhou took the Qiankun bag and tossed it into his mustard seed space.

Wen Xichun guessed that the girl was a kind-hearted cultivator, but she did not expect the girl to know her so well. For a moment, a surge of warmth rose in her heart, and with a thought, she immediately blocked Ye Qingzhou's path.

Would you like to travel with me to the hidden realm of Yuya?