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

"Our goal is to change the plot without affecting the structure of the small world," the system added, noticing Xue Lan was still reading the book.

[This matter could have been resolved by the world consciousness of the smaller world.]

"What is world consciousness?" Xue Lan asked the system.

[It's the Heavenly Dao of the entire Yuanming Realm, but it expended too much time to delay Lu Feng's Immortal Slaying, ultimately leaving me to find someone myself. It was precisely because the Heavenly Dao was weak that I lost contact with the main system after entering.]

Xue Lan then asked the system, "Didn't He give you a choice? His beloved chosen one of the Heavenly Dao? Why did He choose me?"

The girl looked at the swaying bamboo forest in front of her and asked.

[I thought you'd stopped asking. He said that as long as I choose someone from the Yuanming Realm, even if we don't succeed in the end... He won't blame us.]

Xue Lan sighed and spoke, her voice tinged with sarcasm: "Truly, the Heavenly Dao has faith in us."

[It's alright. Due to the intervention of Heaven, Lu Feng will be online for some time. There are more pressing matters now.] The system was rummaging through information in Xue Lan's sea of ​​consciousness.

[Was it the author who designed so many bizarre magical beasts to appear in this world in order to create a dark cultivation world?]

Xue Lan immediately perked up: "What magical beasts? Where did they come from?"

The system turned to the last page of information, and the little girl in the pink dress shook her head: "[The following part of the story is incomplete; something in this world is resisting me revealing more information.]"

[It's alright, we'll work together. Host, Lu Feng isn't important, this world is the most important!]

Xue Lan gave a soft "hmm." There was indeed something in this world deliberately hiding something. Not only could the system not trace the origins of the magical beasts, but she had also lost a portion of her past life's memories.

She knew she was the Silver Moon Wolf of the Northern River, and that she was the chief lord of the wolf clan. But she didn't know how she died.

Whether it's divine punishment or underhanded tactics by petty villains.

Xue Lan's consciousness was sealed by someone. If the system hadn't invaded her sea of ​​consciousness last time, she wouldn't have been able to discover this seal herself.

Someone wants her to forget something.

Xue Lan disliked the feeling of being manipulated, regardless of whether the person was trying to protect her or harm her.

To better coordinate with the system in altering the plot, Xue Lan ultimately accepted the task Xu Qizhou had assigned her. Although Xu Qizhou claimed he needed rest, his senior brother had been working tirelessly for seven or eight years and couldn't shake his habit of personally overseeing things.

In the end, it became a situation where he commanded Xue Lan, and Xue Lan commanded the others.

The leadership transition ceremony couldn't be held to change sect leaders, but the six sects and twelve factions had originally planned to gather at the Xuanhuang Sect to discuss some important matters. These included the recruitment of disciples from the mortal realm two years later, and some issues concerning the demon race.

The cultivators and demons of the Yuanming Realm have always gotten along well, even living in harmony and coexisting.

For example, the mountain-guarding crane clan in the Xuanhuang Sect's grotto-heaven is essentially a demon race. They have supported each other for thousands of years within the Xuanhuang Grotto-heaven.

Xue Lan woke up very early on the day of the ceremony. The night before, Xu Qizhou had forced her to memorize the names and appearances of the sect leaders. Xue Lan felt like she was about to die.

The system said she was like a wronged college student who was forced to recognize relatives during the Chinese New Year.

As Xue Lan, dressed in black, stepped out of the bamboo house, she saw Xu Qizhou standing outside, holding a sword.

"My God, what are you doing here, Senior Brother?" Xue Lan was startled by Xu Qizhou's dark face.

“Go back and change your clothes. Master said you’re not allowed to wear that pitch-black outfit of yours today,” Xu Qizhou said expressionlessly.

"No, why not? I think it's fine."

"Unlucky!" Senior Brother Xu dismissed her with three words.

"Fine, fine. You all dislike me!"

A quarter of an hour later, Xue Lan appeared in the Xuanhuang Sect's plaza, dressed in a moon-white robe. This robe was made for her by Master Zhu Yun of Yunhui Peak, at Ling Yuanzi's request.

This was practically Xue Lan's only designated outfit when visiting relatives and friends, or traveling. The skirt was embroidered with white bamboo leaves, adding a touch of elegance.

Have the disciples below heard Xue Lan's whispers?

"Which peak's junior sister is that?"

"do not know."

If some people in the sect don't recognize Xue Lan, then people in the outer sects recognize her even less.

"Whose disciple are you?"

"Reporting to Senior, I am Xue Lan, the eldest disciple of True Person Ling Yuanzi."

"Oh. The one about blasting up the mountain!"

"So he's Ling Yuanzi's disciple!"

"I know, I know!"

Xue Lan was practically going crazy. What did you all know? You're all smiling so mysteriously. Anyone who didn't know better would think I was Master's long-lost daughter!

Ling Yuanzi ran away. The so-called succession ceremony was just the leaders of various sects getting together to discuss matters.

Everyone present was a seasoned fox spirit, and none of them were engaging in any kind of ghost story. At first, they exchanged polite, classical Chinese phrases. But later, they started arguing fiercely about where to hold the next disciple-acceptance ascension ceremony.

"Old man Qu Shen, don't think I don't know that the Fire Sparrows will undergo their collective metamorphosis just two years after you entered the Spirit Serving Sect. By then, the back mountain will be a sea of ​​fire. How will you hold the Ascension Ceremony?" Dao Xuanzi stroked his beard, looking to the left, then stroked his beard again, looking to the right.

"And you, the Qingyun Sect Leader, your Longsword Sect's sword cultivators who practice the ruthless path are almost being drained dry by the Joyful Union Sect. Be careful, your Longsword Sect is not suitable to host this Ascension Ceremony."

Xu Qizhou was afraid that Dao Xuanzi would be beaten if he continued talking, so he stepped forward and handed his master a cup of tea, silencing the old man.

Xue Lan, feeling utterly hopeless, just stood there, rubbing against him.

"This is your retribution for all these years of slacking off," the system said gloatingly.

"Why are you out today?" A young man dressed in purple walked up to Xue Lan. He had handsome features, and a small, fiery red fox with two fluffy tails was perched on his shoulder.

Xue Lan raised her hand and beckoned to the little fox, which obediently jumped onto Xue Lan's neck, coiling itself around her like a fur scarf.

"Is A-Yue about to take human form?" Xue Lan asked the young man in front of her. This was one of Xue Lan's few friends outside the Xuanhuang Sect, Yue Cheng, the second senior brother of the Spirit Servant Sect.

"It'll be soon. In a few more years, she'll grow three tails and be able to transform into human form. She'll definitely be a beautiful girl."

“There’s no one in the fox clan who isn’t beautiful.” Xue Lan said as she returned the fire fox to Yue Cheng; it was still too hot to wrap it around her neck.

"Who is that person the demon clan sent this time?" Xue Lan glanced at a person drinking alone in the corner. It was a very eye-catching young man. He was dressed in a gorgeous dark green robe, with dark green gems and feathers adorning his shoulders.

"I can't tell, it's definitely not a peacock. It's a member of the Feather Clan," Yue Cheng whispered to Xue Lan.

Xue Lan glanced over there, and the young man happened to look over as well; their eyes met for a moment. Xue Lan saw a pair of purple eyes.

She roughly knew what it was. It seemed that the Heavenly Dao Laws of the Yuanming Realm had truly weakened, allowing things from the Upper Realm to descend.

The Yuan-Ming boundary is divided into the upper boundary and the lower boundary of the Yuan-Ming period.

People in the upper realm generally have higher cultivation levels, while those from the lower realm ascend to the upper realm. The lower realm has many sects, while the upper realm has many aristocratic families. In addition, there are some quite influential demon races.

The demon race places great importance on bloodlines. For example, in the upper realm, among beasts, there are top-tier demon beasts like the Jing Tong Tiger, Qilin, and Silver Moon Wolf. Among feathered creatures, there are the Roc and Phoenix. Those born with innate bloodline talents are incomparably noble among the demon race.

If Xue Lan wasn't mistaken, the young man should be a member of the Thunder Roc clan.

According to the Heavenly Dao of the Yuanming Realm, beings from the Upper Realm are not allowed to arbitrarily enter the Lower Realm.

It seems the system was right; the Yuanming Realm is about to descend into chaos.