Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

Hearing the words "pretty sister," Yu Fengyuan's smile softened slightly. She nodded, "Not bad, your talent is one in a million. Age isn't a problem. You shouldn't continue practicing that inferior cultivation technique. Where are your parents?"

"My father disappeared before I was born, and my mother died while fleeing famine. I heard that people were being recruited here, so I came alone because I wanted to have enough to eat. I didn't encounter any bad people along the way because I knew martial arts."

Yao Feiran took out her household registration certificate.

After reading it, Yu Fengyuan felt an overwhelming sense of pity.

"Good child." Yu Fengyuan shook her head. "Your name doesn't sound nice. From now on, I will be your master. You will take my surname, Yu, and your given name will be Zhulan. Is that alright?"

"Thank you, Master."

The examiners were surprised that Yu Fengyuan accepted a disciple right away. She had high standards and had never had a disciple before, which is why the sect leader put her in charge of this assessment.

She was willing to take on disciples, which the sect leader was more than happy about. After the examiners registered, they didn't say anything more.

Yao Feiran has a new name: Yu Zhu Lan.

After that, she stayed in Xianmiao Valley and began to focus on cultivation. With a sect, she no longer needed to spend time searching for cultivation techniques and resources.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Yao Feiran has reached the level of a first-class master, and will soon break through to become a top master.

Yu Fengyuan is devoted to martial arts and does not want to be burdened by romantic love, so she has never married. Therefore, others say that she has an eccentric personality. Now she is already a top expert and is not far from becoming a grandmaster. She cannot stand people who are lazy and slack off, so she admires this disciple even more because he is even more diligent than herself.

"My disciple, you are not even sixteen yet and you are already a second-rate expert. You will definitely reach the level of a grandmaster in the future."

In fact, Yao Feiran was already a first-class expert, and was about to reach the level of a top expert, but she had kept it a secret all along.

This is a low-level martial arts world, so the level can be improved quite quickly. Of course, the power is not as great as that of an intermediate-level world. Someone was trapped and then encountered an opportunity. In less than ten years, he broke through the barrier and became a top expert in the world.

"I am deeply grateful for my master's teachings and will always remember his kindness in imparting the Way."

Yu Fengyuan nodded with satisfaction: "There will be a martial arts exchange between the various sects tomorrow, and you will also be participating. You will definitely make a name for yourself then, but you must not be careless. Although you are already a first-rate practitioner, the difference in cultivation techniques, realms, temperaments, and strength is not small."

"Yes, Master."

"There's another matter. The martial arts exchange meeting will be held, and young talents from various sects will be coming. People in the martial arts world are not bound by formalities. Sometimes, disciples from different sects will meet men they like and get married. It's common for them to do so. You are still young, so don't let men's sweet words make you lose your heart. It's best to use the Pure Mind Technique to keep your mind and body pure."

Yu Fengyuan's face was icy: "If you lose your virginity to some man, don't blame me for turning against your own family for the sake of justice."

"Yes, I will follow Master's teachings."

Yao Feiran couldn't help but think of a certain Abbess Miejue from the past, but she didn't really have any need for romance. Yu Fengyuan had indeed spared no effort in cultivating her, so there was no need for her to find a man to provoke her.

Seeing that Yao Feiran's expression was calm and showed no resistance, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and her tone softened.

Immortal Valley is kind to its disciples, which makes them too naive. Several of them give up everything for men and ultimately do not have a good ending.

She would not allow her disciple to follow in her footsteps.

"Back then, my junior sister stole the sect's most precious treasure, the Flowing Cloud Zither, to save a man from the Northern Scripture Sect. Master was at a critical juncture in his breakthrough when he learned of this and suffered a qi deviation, resulting in his death. Master did this for your own good." As she spoke, Yu Fengyuan drew a sword with a blue glow and intricate patterns on its blade. "This is the Ink Edge Sword, which Master passed down to me. Now I'm teaching it to you. I hope you will not disgrace its name and will shine brightly at the exchange conference."

"Yes, Master."

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Before they knew it, it was time for the sect's martial arts exchange. Yao Feiran went with her sect, while Yu Fengyuan went to do missions elsewhere.

Over the years, Yao Feiran had been secluded in the sect to cultivate and had not interacted with many people, so when she stood alone in the corner, no one came up to talk to her.

However, I vaguely heard people talking about me.

"Is this Elder Yu's disciple?"

"Yes, Elder Yu is terrifying. I can't even imagine what it would be like to become her disciple."

"I heard that the other party has excellent aptitude, and Elder Yu made an exception and accepted him as a disciple."

"She's already a second-rate expert at such a young age, truly exceptional talent. It's just that she's a bit aloof; I heard she doesn't like making friends."

"Perhaps the other party is just a cultivation fanatic who can't be bothered to associate with ordinary people like us."

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Although Yao Feiran appears to be rather aloof, no one criticizes her. A second-rate expert at the age of sixteen is already enough to make people look up to her.

After more than ten days of bumpy travel, they finally arrived at their destination. Yao Feiran's appearance now was completely different from five years ago. Both her temperament and appearance had changed a lot, which was why she dared to come out openly as Yu Zhulan.

People from the Northern Scripture Sect and the Myriad Manifestations Sect also came over, and the two sides quickly clashed. It wasn't until the elders of the Lingyun Pavilion intervened to mediate that the conflict was prevented from escalating.

Since the disciples of Xianmiao Valley were all female, many men approached them to chat, and some even had ill intentions. The sect disciples showed no mercy and slashed them with their swords.

A woman dressed in a red outfit walked over to Yao Feiran.

Her eyes held an arrogant glint: "Yu Zhulan, I've heard you're the number one disciple of Xianmiao Valley. Let's have a friendly spar sometime."

Yao Feiran was in a daze for a moment before realizing that the name Yuzhulan was referring to herself.

Lin Xingling is the daughter of the leader of the Northern Scripture Sect. She is about the same age as Yao Feiran. With the accumulation of resources since childhood, she became a second-rate expert. In addition, her sect's sword technique is wide and powerful, with a force as vast as the waves, which usually allows her to fight beyond her level.

The techniques of Xianmiao Valley are more gentle, and their combat power is slightly lacking, which is why Lin Xingling came to provoke them.

"I wouldn't dare claim to be number one, but we can spar anytime."

Lin Xingling jumped onto the arena, and Yao Feiran followed her.

The crowd fell silent instantly, and countless eyes fell on them. No one expected that the first sparring match would be between these two.

Lin Xingling wanted to establish her authority by getting Yao Feiran involved, and it also involved some old grudges: "Back then, when my mother was going to marry my father, that old poisonous woman Yu Fengyuan crippled my mother's martial arts. Now she has brought out a disciple, who is probably not a good person either."

"Your mother wouldn't happen to be the thief who stole the Flowing Cloud Jade Zither, would she? Betraying the sect and indirectly causing the death of our grandmaster, and you still have the nerve to blame my master? You're utterly absurd! Just crippling her was too lenient of a master; if it were me, I wouldn't be satisfied with tearing her to pieces!"

The sound was quite loud, and many people heard it, including the head and his wife of the Northern Scripture Sect.