Oh no, I accidentally cultivated three spiritual roots and became an empress!

The children, still struggling to climb the ladder, were unaware of the major changes that had occurred within the Qingyun Sect.

They are still working hard to join the sect.

Qu Xin was also climbing up, crying and whimpering, thinking about how to frame Zhong Lingxin and how to punish the children who were protecting Zhong Lingxin once she got to the top.

She refused to believe that with her mutated wind spirit root, which had been parachuted in from a first-class sect, and with the power of the Qu family, she couldn't suppress the small Qingyun Sect or avenge today's humiliation!

That Linglongyue was really trying to curry favor with her!

Little did she know that she was like a butterfly from a distant place, whose flapping of its wings caused a dramatic upheaval within the Qingyun Sect.

The sect leader's wife, Linglong Yue, whom she despised, was standing alone in front of the large viewing mirror in the sect's external affairs hall, maintaining her most graceful figure and smile, looking utterly terrified.

The ominous clouds flew in hastily.

With a wave of his hand, Venerable Qingyang created a protective shield that covered the Heavenly Ladder.

His future apprentice is there.

Although he hasn't figured out how to teach his apprentices yet, he will always protect them when necessary.

After being helped up a flight of stairs by Zhang Qiuhan and Leng Hanyan, Zhong Lingxin broke free from their grasp.

The steps ahead were getting harder to climb, and she wasn't about to waste other people's energy.

The stairs in front of us have turned black, and they seem to be getting even darker.

Xu Lilin took a deep breath, gazing eagerly at the gradually darkening steps, and said excitedly, "Alright, the real test for us has arrived. From here on out, it will get heavier and heavier. Let's see how we climb up."

Guan Jiheng also looked calmly at the black ladder in front of him, his composed eyes flashing with determination.

Du Chunfeng urged the group, "Hurry up, hurry up! Some people are going up. Remember, we agreed to meet at the top."

The group nodded and all stepped onto the stairs.

As soon as Zhong Lingxin stepped on it, she felt as if she were carrying a heavy burden, so heavy that she couldn't help but bend her back.

She gritted her teeth, straightened her back, and stepped onto the next step.

Looking to the left and right, Zhang Qiuhan and Leng Hanyan also straightened their backs with solemn expressions, looked down at the steps, and slowly climbed up.

She couldn't help but smile, and then stepped onto the next step.

Step by step, the group of friends struggled to climb.

Perhaps she was too tired from climbing, Zhong Lingxin just kept silently counting the steps.

When she finished counting the thousand steps, she looked up and found that none of her friends were there anymore.

There was none left in front, behind, left, or right.

A gentle voice asked in her ear, "Are you tired?"

Zhong Lingxin nodded and replied with a single word: "Tired!"

The gentle voice chuckled softly, "If you're tired, take a rest."

Zhong Lingxin shook her head: "No, I can still walk."

The gentle voice continued with a light laugh, "Taking a break is so you can climb the ladder better. Take a break."

Zhong Lingxin shook her head again: "No."

The gentle voice continued to gently urge Zhong Lingxin to rest for a while.

Zhong Lingxin suddenly felt that the voice came from the bottom of her heart, because the voice suddenly rang out as soon as she started thinking about whether she should take a break.

She clenched her fist firmly and said loudly, "I won't rest!"

The gentle voice disappeared.

She wiped the sweat from her brow and resolutely took one step after another upwards.

Her legs felt like they were filled with lead; with every step she took, her legs trembled.

It felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her back, making her chest feel suffocated, as if it were about to explode.

She felt like a fish out of water, gasping for air with her mouth wide open, but the sweet air couldn't get into her lungs.

This feeling of being bursting at the seams persisted.

With each step she took, the feeling of being suffocated intensified.

That gentle voice suddenly rang out again: "Oh dear, we can't climb any further, we'll suffocate if we do! Let's go back, let's go back! It's not worth losing our lives here."

Zhong Lingxin waved her hand, trying to shake off the sound.

But that gentle voice kept ringing in her ears, nagging on and on, urging her to go back quickly, otherwise she would suffocate if she climbed any further.

Zhong Lingxin subconsciously raised her hand to cover her ears.

But no matter how hard she tried to cover it up, the gentle voice kept ringing in her ears.

Zhong Lingxin gritted her teeth.

If we can't cover it up, then we won't cover it up!

She ignored the voice, vaguely thinking to herself that there were only twenty steps left. She remembered that she had counted 1,908 numbers.

Sweat stung her eyes, and the salty sweat made her tears flow uncontrollably.

She tried to wipe the sweat from her trembling hands with her sleeve, but found that her hands were shaking so badly that she couldn't lift them up.

So she simply lay down on the steps and collapsed onto them.

Xu Lilin and the others all said that she would climb up if she had to, so she decided to climb.

She remembered her father saying that climbing the ladder to heaven was not actually difficult; it mainly tested one's willpower.

As long as you have strong enough willpower, you will definitely be able to climb up.

She also had another thought in her mind: This broken ladder is so annoying, the sooner I climb up it, the less I'll suffer.

With that thought in mind, she used both her hands and feet to speed up.

First order, second order, third order...

Soon, the fifteen steps were over.

She could hear her own bones making a soft "crunching" sound.

She felt like her lungs weren't about to burst, but rather that her whole body was about to be crushed.

Keep going, only five more levels left.

Although she kept her head down as she crawled, the sudden brightness before her eyes told her that victory was in sight.

She raised her trembling hand and struggled to climb the next step, her entire weight pressing down on her trembling hand as she slowly and laboriously moved upwards.

With each movement, she had to gasp for breath.

My lungs were wheezing like bellows, making a loud, unpleasant gurgling sound.

But she couldn't care less about any of that; she was focused solely on struggling to move upwards.

Numbness and pain were shooting through my knees and elbows.

She knew it was because her knees and elbows were chafed.

I can't care about anything else.

Only by climbing to the top of the ladder can this all end.

Zhong Lingxin let out a low growl: "Ah~~~~"

Suddenly, she found a surge of strength, placed her palm on the next step, and climbed up using both hands and feet.

She quickly climbed the fifth step with her strength.

She's reached the top!

A long trail of blood was left behind her.

But all she felt at that moment was the sweet air filling her lungs and her snoring.

In front of her, Steward Yu Letian was watching her with a smile. He thought to himself, "Not bad, not bad at all, little girl. She's climbed up here in the shortest time in the last few hundred years."

It's a pity he has three spiritual roots. Although he will definitely be able to enter the inner sect, it's uncertain whether he can find a good master and become a personal disciple.