The silly junior sister is prone to erratic behavior, offering an unconventional way to revitalize t

Xie Mo: "..."

Xie Mo had no choice but to put down his work and turn around to untie one of his junior brothers.

A little while later...

As Ye Jin emerged from the last illusion, with a loud "boom," his spiritual energy leaked out. Through his continuous efforts, he finally made progress, breaking through from the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm to the middle stage.

Nightfall looked around. Based on his previous two experiences, the boy had expected the moment he emerged from the illusion to be noisy and chaotic. However, the surroundings were unusually quiet, which he found a little strange. He turned his head and saw that the others were squatting in the corner.

There were two pretty braids in front of Yunxi.

As for Xie Mo and Qi Jue...

The two were successfully tied together.

Nightfall walked over.

The little girl's hair was finally cut neatly. She squatted on the ground, looked up at Ye Jin, and waved: "Third Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, come and help me~"

Ye Jin looked down at the braids. Although he didn't know what Yun hope was doing, he squatted down and casually picked up five snake blood vines, his fingers moving nimbly.

A little while later...

He braided a braid that was even prettier than Yunxi's.

Yunxi: "!!!"

Yunxi looked shocked: "Is this the legendary talent?"

Ye Jin raised an eyebrow, not thinking it was anything particularly difficult.

With just a quick glance, he saw the two people beside him struggling even more fiercely.

After glancing at him for only two seconds, Ye Jin lowered his head again, pretending that he didn't know the other person and couldn't see him.

Xie Mo: "..."

Qi Jue sighed behind him, looking aggrieved, and said, "Second Senior Brother, you're so stupid..."

Xie Mo: "…………"

Soon, the braids that were to be made into strings were woven one by one, each one beautiful.

Yunxi chuckled foolishly, pulled out a large weapon-repairing hammer, and began smashing the braided pigtails.

Ye Jin wiped his hands, then looked at Xie Mo and Qi Jue with disdain.

He hesitated for a good five or six seconds before reluctantly pulling out a small pink sword and slashing it three times to separate the two.

The closer it gets to the Five Sects Grand Competition, the more tense the atmosphere becomes between the sects.

Of the current top five sect leaders, Su Yuanshuang and Lin Wuwang have both reached the Nascent Soul stage, while Song Hemian and Lu Qiwu have reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

It's worth mentioning Shen Tingsong. During this period, he seemed to have suffered a blow and cultivated fiercely, surpassing the two brilliant minds. His current cultivation level is at the late Nascent Soul stage, and it's said that he'll soon reach the peak.

Qi Jue used the token to view outside information, and when he saw Shen Tingsong, he couldn't help but pause for a long time.

It seems I've been experiencing too many inner demons lately.

The images of his inner demons were vivid in his mind, constantly replaying the past. This caused Qi Jue to recall the past as well. Lying on the ground, looking at the sky, he said softly, "Shen Tingsong's birth mother passed away when he was two years old. Since then, he has been alone and has no status in the Shen family."

Both Qi Jue and Shen Tingsong had rather tragic childhoods.

Shen Tingsong was a lowly illegitimate son whose birth mother died early, while he was a pitiful creature who had lost both parents and was forced to live under the roof of others.

If we were to compare the two and determine who is worse off,

Qi Jue thought that it must have been him when he was a child. Back then, Shen Zhang always wanted the Du'e Sword in his hand, but he refused to give it to him. So Shen Zhang made things difficult for him in some small matters. Back then, he was often hungry and cold, and for a long time he didn't even have a bite to eat. He was also often bullied by some of the children in the Shen family, and he always looked like he was covered in wounds.

But if we set aside the past and talk about the two of them now, Qi Jue feels that Shen Tingsong is in an even worse situation than himself.

After awakening his spiritual root, he became a disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, completely severing ties with the past and having no further connection with the Shen family.

Even though Shen Tingsong became the chief disciple of the Medicine King Sect, he could not escape the fate of being exploited by the Shen family.

Yunxi rolled around beside him listening to the story, then stopped when she heard this: "But I heard that Shen Tingsong hasn't seen the Shen family recently."

Qi Jue laughed: "Shen Tingsong's lifeblood is still in the Shen family."

The vital organ?

Yunxi tilted her head, not understanding what he was talking about, and didn't want to ask any more questions.

Speaking of the Shen family, they've been quite quiet lately, as if they've backed down and haven't caused any more trouble.

"I heard that Shen Qingqing is also close to becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator." Ye Jin appeared beside her and said this.

Their opponent is quite strong; that's something they should acknowledge.

Back in the Dragon Vein Secret Realm, Shen Qingqing had already reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, making her the second-best among the five sects after Su Yuanshuang and Lin Wuwang.

"Divine-grade lightning spirit roots are so fast to cultivate, huh?" Yunxi exclaimed.

Qi Jue raised an eyebrow, looking at the drifting clouds in the sky, but said nothing.

Soft footsteps sounded behind the group of people who were lying side by side.

Yunxi tilted her head back and saw her senior sister lying upside down.

The little girl's eyes sparkled, and the moment the other person appeared, she sent out a starlight beam: "Senior Sister, you've finally come out~"

Yunxi sat up, took out the repaired jade-stringed pipa, and shyly handed it over with her back turned, as if handing over flowers: "Here, for you~".

The bluish-white stone was repaired until it was clean and shiny, without a single scratch.

A small magnetic stone appeared on the pipa, and the runes hidden underneath were quite ordinary; it was actually a spirit-gathering array hidden inside.

The strings emitted a completely different green light than before, and upon closer inspection, they appeared to be engraved with patterns.

Su Yuanshuang was stunned for a moment, then cautiously raised her hand to touch it.

"Zheng~"

The piano music was light and melodious.

May calamities depart with the wind, and may peace and tranquility prevail year after year.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she accepted the new pipa as if it were a precious treasure, her ears turning red with embarrassment.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally managed to say in a muffled voice, "Th...thank you..."

A tiny green sprout immediately grew on Yunxi's head, blooming into a small flower in the wind.

The little girl shyly touched the back of her head: "Hehehe~"

Yunxi said, "This pipa will be lighter and sturdier than before, and I'm quite good at fixing them now~"

She generously stated, "Even if you kill my master with it, I can still fix it."

I must say, the child's talent in weapon cultivation is clearly stronger, because for Yunxi, weapon cultivation is more fun.

Su Yuanshuang stared blankly for a long time before solemnly putting the pipa into her mustard seed bag.

Xie Mo stood up: "Now that Senior Sister has come out, we should set off."

The competition is hosted on a rotating basis, and this time the venue is the Fenglei Sect in Canghai City.

Su Yuanshuang nodded.

After taking a couple of steps to catch up with the group, the woman paused for a moment.

She turned around, ran to the front of the altar, and bowed slightly.

With a gentle breeze

The woman seemed to be expressing her innermost thoughts.

A few more seconds passed.

Su Yuanshuang squatted down and placed the broken mask that she had collected in advance when she came out of the God and Demon Well last time, as well as the recording stone on her chest that recorded everything, in the corner below the altar.

With her eyes closed, Su Yuanshuang saw her former self.

Wearing a mask, I always maintain a tense, cultivated self.

She suddenly smiled, a faint curve to her lips.

Then, the woman turned around.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind.

The road ahead is uncertain.