Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Zeng Xiaoshan's entry into the tutelage of Master Shensuan was considered a major victory for the Xuanhuang Sect at this Ascension Conference. The elders from other sects, unable to contain themselves any longer, began persuading their disciples who had passed the trials.

Miraculous elixirs, magical formations, and spirit pets—I'll give you whatever you want.

Dao Xuanzi, unwilling to be outdone, recruited two more exceptionally talented swordsmen from Xuanling Peak of the Xuanhuang Sect. He stroked his beard and laughed ostentatiously.

Xue Lan looked around and immediately spotted Yin Yue, followed by a thin boy of about eleven or twelve years old.

Although the boy was male, he was strikingly beautiful, appearing somewhat androgynous. Noticing Xue Lan's gaze, the boy looked up at her, then lowered his head in a flustered manner.

Xue Tong suddenly spoke up: "Look how scary you are, you've frightened people like this."

Xue Lan squinted at the boy: "He's not afraid of me, he's afraid of spiders."

Xue Lan had already figured it out: the boy following behind Yin Yue was a half-demon.

Xue Tong asked her, "What about those two little guys you're raising?"

"Seven Butterfly Valley, as the territory of the insect race, is nominally controlled by the Netherworld Butterfly, but ordinary butterflies are still afraid of spiders. This child is a half-demon, Little Butterfly."

Xue Lan continued to look at the boy, at his back hidden by the cloak.

"Maybe it has a pair of beautiful wings growing from its back."

Seeing the boy opposite her retreat step by step, Xue Lan decided not to make things difficult for him. The girl slowly shifted her gaze to Lu Feng, who had been ignored all along.

The girl asked Xue Tong in a low voice, "According to your opinion, do you think I'm a bit cruel? I helped him through the first trial, but when we reached the top of the mountain, I wouldn't let anyone else take him in."

Upon hearing Xue Lan's direct question, Xue Tong immediately replied, "[This humble servant dares not, for fear that Lord Wolf will devour me.]"

Xue Lan's voice carried a hint of laughter: "I don't eat people."

Xue Tong drawled out, "[I'm not human!]"

"You're quite meticulous in your work these days," Xue Lan teased Xue Tong.

Standing in the center of the trial participants, Lu Feng watched as everyone around him was chosen one by one, until finally he was the only one left who was ignored.

The chosen trial participants all stood in the camp of the sect they were to join. He was like a lonely little beast, standing helplessly and nervously in front of everyone.

Xue Lan suddenly felt like she wasn't human anymore.

Dao Xuanzi glanced at Xue Lan, his eyes conveying the message: "You've created this mess, so deal with it yourself."

Xue Lan took a step forward and walked up to Lu Feng.

Lu Feng looked up at her. The girl was dressed in a sharp black outfit, and her eyes were as cold as snow in the dead of winter.

The boy looked at Xue Lan with great wariness, and Xue Lan knew that he still thought that the soul of Elder Mo was inside her body.

Xue Lan tapped Xue Tong: "Have you found out what I told you before?"

Based on what she had discovered, Xue Tong began to make reasonable deductions: [In the original story, Lu Feng embarked on the path of cultivation after fusing with a ghost spirit, likely taught by Elder Mo. But now, he possesses three spiritual roots.]

Xue Lan understood; that old man Mo had tricked Lu Feng, saying that the child couldn't cultivate.

He was forced to absorb a ghost spirit into his body, thus destroying his spiritual veins.

The girl sighed, "No wonder it's a dark cultivation genre."

Let's recount Lu Feng's life experiences.

The Manchu people, young and old, were sent to prison and beheaded by Xue Lan, and the master who brought him into the sect had his soul erased by Xue Lan.

Now, after all the hardships of embarking on the path of cultivation, he finds that Xue Lan is still standing in his way at the very last step.

If it were Xue Lan, she would probably turn to the dark side too.

Xue Lan looked at Lu Feng and said, "Young friend, you are not suitable to join the Six Sects and Twelve Schools. Why don't you take this Basic Qi Refining Manual and go down the mountain?"

The girl condescendingly tossed him a book.

Lu Feng's teeth pierced the flesh inside his mouth. The boy was convinced that the source of all the humiliation he had suffered was the old monster on the high platform who had taken over the girl's body.

He wanted to resist, but knowing that the cultivators present would not believe him, he could only protect himself by picking up the book from the ground, his voice heavy and slow.

"Thank you for bestowing this magic upon me, fairy."

Xue Tong spoke: "This is what happens when an ordinary boy is oppressed by a powerful sect."

[Xue Lan, do you really want to be the villain?]

Xue Lan found Xue Tong rather adorable: "Then what should I do, at this extremely critical moment, take him into the Six Sects and Twelve Schools?"

This was naturally unacceptable. Xue Tong remained silent, tacitly approving of Xue Lan's actions.

The girl looked down at Lu Feng, her voice as gentle as a breeze: "Unwilling, confused... or resentful?"

Lu Feng was shocked and took several steps back, his back instantly covered in cold sweat.

Xue Lan chose to be the villain, but she didn't want to be a villain misunderstood by the world.

The girl spoke loudly: "Lu Feng, back in Lu Family Village, you tricked me into going to the back mountain, and then let the remnant soul attached to the jade pendant on my chest possess me. Did you think I didn't know?"

Lu Feng looked at the girl, his eyes filled with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that Xue Lan would dare to tell this story.

The surrounding immortals began to discuss it. Several elders of the Xuanhuang Sect already knew about this matter and were not too surprised, but the others were not.

Lu Feng listened to the undisguised discussions, which were nothing more than expressions of disappointment.

He is dishonest and of low character.

Xue Tong watched helplessly as Xue Lan drew the protagonist's hatred to its maximum. The little girl covered her face and said to Xue Lan, "You'd better be able to keep him completely under your thumb. People like you usually don't leave a complete corpse."

Xue Lan smiled, took a step forward, and spoke again: "If you hate, then take this Qi Refining Manual and become a rogue cultivator."

The girl's voice was filled with an arrogant arrogance: "Then come and kill me!"

Lu Feng suddenly looked up, and Xue Tong immediately became excited.

[Here it comes! Classic line.]

Lu Feng looked at Xue Lan and then at the immortals seated above him, and said, "Gentlemen, you keep talking about the well-being of all people, yet you use your power to oppress others at a small ascension ceremony."

Xue Lan interrupted his spellcasting: "How the world views our immortal sect is not up to you alone."

A gentle breeze blew from the girl's sleeve, carrying Lu Feng down from Xuanling Peak.

"Young friend, farewell!"

Xue Tong was absolutely furious with Xue Lan: [What are you doing? He's about to say "Don't underestimate a young man's potential!"]

Xue Lan looked at the people in front of her and bowed apologetically: "This is Xue Lan's private matter, please forgive my rudeness, seniors."

None of the people present would reprimand Xue Lan. Any cultivator with spiritual attainment could see through the child's character.

An unstable mind greatly increases the chances of becoming possessed by demons.

With Lu Feng's matter resolved, the Ascension Ceremony was also nearly over. Xue Lan took a closer look at the few children she had noticed earlier.

The fact that the little princess of the Great Shun Dynasty joined the Long Sword Sect was also within Xue Lan's expectations.

In the eyes of the people of the Great Shun Dynasty, the Long Sword Sect was the number one among all the immortal sects.

The people from the various immortal sects gradually withdrew, and in the end, only Xue Lan and some disciples in charge of cleaning up remained on the square.

The disciple competition starts tomorrow.

A breeze stirred among the mountains, causing the banners on Xuanling Peak Square to flutter. Xue Lan, perched atop the mountain, gazed at the drifting mist and clouds before her, lost in thought.

At the foot of Xuanling Peak, Lu Feng, covered in dust, looked at the towering mountain peak with hatred in his eyes.

Xue Tong watched Xue Lan stand in the square for a long time, so long that even the banners were taken down, before the girl slowly smiled and walked down the mountain:

"Using power to oppress others... What a fine example of using power to oppress others."

Xue Tong resignedly followed Xue Lan, thus cementing the grudge between Xue Lan and the original male lead.