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

On the back of Qingyu Peak, there is a large blue stone with a pit in the middle filled with rainwater, which reflects the full moon when it is full.

This is also the limit that Xue Lan can reach on Qingyu Peak; going any higher would trigger the protective formation of Qingyu Peak.

She was sitting by the large blue stone, playing with the moon's reflection on the water with her hand.

Xue Tong asked her, "It's been two hours, has your master abandoned you?"

Xue Lan's tone was somewhat resentful: "Who knows? Probably he doesn't love her anymore."

"They're about to find a lively and adorable junior sister to replace me."

Xue Tong interrupted her: "Did you secretly read my novel?"

Xue Lan remained silent, listening to Xue Tong's rambling on.

[You even got pushed away by your junior sister? Do you think you're Cui Wu? You think you can forge your junior sister into your sword?]

Xue Lan disagreed with her, and the girl retorted with a smile: "Don't ruin my reputation, sacrificial offerings and soul refining are both against the laws of heaven."

Xue Tong didn't understand why someone who constantly offended the heavens would keep talking about this.

Xue Lan looked at the moon in the sky, feeling somewhat uneasy.

She had already explained to Xu Qinghe that Dao Xuanzi wouldn't be so rebellious as to insist on taking Lu Feng as his disciple, would he?

There were some rustling sounds coming from the grass opposite, like something slowly crawling.

Xue Lan looked at the dense grass, and the girl's eyes narrowed slightly.

Xue Tong felt a chill run down her spine: 【Huh?】

Xue Lan succinctly replied: "Snake."

The master didn't come; the enemy came first.

While the two were talking, two girls peeked out from the bushes opposite them. They were Ahe and Axian, whom Xue Lan had met before at Chonggu Village. Only their heads were visible; their lower bodies were hidden in the dense grass.

"There's probably a snake's body down there," Xue Lan said through gritted teeth.

Xue Tong was now almost too afraid to look: [What a beautiful snake!]

The head of Ahe in the bushes spoke first: "Miss Xue, it's been a long time."

Xue Lan straightened up, and the dark bruise on her wrist, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly began to change, transforming back into a two-headed snake while Ahe was speaking.

A sharp pain shot through his wrist and quickly spread throughout his body. It felt like tiny snakes burrowing into his flesh, even attempting to erode Xue Lan's soul.

"Actually, I think that pain doesn't necessarily have to be connected to the demon soul, does it?"

"It's better not to break it. You might not even know if someone cuts a piece off your back later," Xue Tong retorted.

Xue Lan forced herself to stand up and said in a humble yet assertive manner, "It's been a long time since I've seen you two ladies."

With a flick of her wide sleeves, the girl produced a rusty sword.

Xue Lan held the rusty sword horizontally in front of her. Her gaze towards the person opposite her was dangerous and eerie.

[Your sword is so rusty, and you still take it out to use it?]

Xue Lan responded to her in a very fast voice: "Since the Soul Guide devoured the Dragon Soul, it has fallen into a deep sleep. I have no other choice now."

What happened to the promise to use one's brain rather than one's hands?

"This situation can't be solved with just your brain."

Xue Lan's eyes were sharp as he stood facing off against Ahe and Axian, sword in hand.

On a strange rock on the back mountain of Xuanling Peak not far away, two figures, one in green and one in purple, stood against the wind.

It was Master Xuanji and Yin Yue.

Yin Yue looked at Xue Lan, who had taken out the Su Jun Sword, her beautiful and charming eyes curving into crescents.

"This young fellow Daoist of your sect truly has a bright future!"

Master Xuanji looked at the alluring female cultivator beside him: "Twelve years ago, I gave your old Gu Master face and allowed her to cultivate in the Xuanhuang Sect. At that time, your old Gu Master personally promised me that I would never come looking for her again."

The young man's voice was gentle and polite, but it sent a chill down Yin Yue's spine.

Master Xuanji continued, "You're carrying this...long worm, and you insist on provoking this child, even using her to threaten Shishi..." The young man chuckled softly, "It's simply because you're sure her crazy master isn't here."

Upon hearing Xuanji Zhenren's words, Yin Yue suddenly felt uneasy.

Master Xuanji waved his sleeve, and a small pavilion appeared out of thin air behind the two of them. Inside, a teapot, teacups, and several stone benches were already set out.

The young man looked at Yin Yue.

"Fellow Daoist Yin probably doesn't know about that child, does he?" The young man's eyebrows were curved, and he even looked somewhat like Yin Shishi.

"She entered my Xuanhuang Sect at the age of seven, began practicing swordsmanship at eight, and embarked on the path of weapon crafting at nine. At eleven, she began to guide her junior brothers and sisters in their cultivation." Master Xuanji took the lead in sitting down on the stool, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"Do you think someone was protecting her when her master wasn't around?"

Master Xuanji took a sip of the tea in his cup.

"The combined soul poison is powerful, but its own strength is another matter."

The young man's voice suddenly turned cold.

"Xue Lan, I remember your master taught you swordsmanship."

Upon hearing Xuanji Zhenren's voice, Xue Lan immediately understood his meaning. The strange fire mark between the girl's brows suddenly appeared.

"Sister Sujun, please help me."

Within the Su Jun Sword, Lü Su looked out the window at the moon, a dark red glow rising on the horizon.

The woman carried a basket out the door, and the reeds outside began to sway in the wind, creating a circular ripple around the small house in the center.

"Don't call me Su Jun."

Yin Yue saw the rust on the girl's sword vanish in an instant, leaving it like a silver ribbon in the dark night.

The Su Jun Sword had no scabbard; the rust on it served as its scabbard. As the rust faded, an overwhelming wave of sword energy pressed down on the two-headed serpent opposite it.

The giant snake with two beautiful female heads finally revealed its true form, darting out of the grass to the side. The two forked heads intertwined, and the snake hissed as it flicked its tongue.

Xue Tong started screaming.

Yin Yue looked at Xuanji Zhenren: "Senior, don't forget that she still has Yinhe's poison in her body. Do you want her to die here?"

Master Xuanji glanced at her and said, "I am not a piece of trash."

The young man flicked out a point of blue light from his fingertip, which flew to Xue Lan's front and slowly merged into Xue Lan's brow.

The pain vanished instantly, and a smile appeared on the girl's lips. Su Jun's sword thrust forward, its dazzling light piercing Yin He's tail.

Yinhe's hissing grew increasingly ferocious. Its two heads took turns biting Xue Lan.

Xue Lan recalled the time when Ling Yuanzi taught her swordsmanship.

At that time, Ling Yuanzi would not run away from time to time. There were only the two of them on the entire Jiyuan Peak. Ling Yuanzi taught her swordsmanship and also taught some disciples of Xuanling Peak.

Xue Lan was incredibly lazy back then. While Ling Yuanzi was lecturing for an hour, she could eat a whole basket of spirit fruits while keeping the camera angle on.

I vaguely heard a sentence.

"When in doubt, just go and chop."

Yin Yue watched as the girl drew her sword, performed a complex sword dance, and then slashed at the girl as if it were a heavy sword.

The head of the person named A-Xian was cut open with a deep gash.

Xue Lan knelt on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which then flowed uncontrollably from her seven orifices.

"My master was right!"

It seems that my own body can no longer withstand the power of the divine artifact.