Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

The public chat was filled with such fierce arguments that it sounded like they had killed each other's parents, while Xie Weixing's cultivation level remained silent, only steadily increasing.

……

The system didn't dare say a word more. It felt like it had chosen the right host, but something also seemed off.

It's hard to say, but I've had both a tough and a lucky life.

Sigh. I live a life of confusion and naivety.

The Qingyu Sect elder was so angry that his beard stood on end, and he was about to make a move.

With a soft sound, the hidden arrow in Tan Suiting's hand flew out.

"Zheng—"

The fine black iron was imbued with a wisp of sword intent, as if it could tear through space and time.

It landed precisely on the ground, no more than an inch from the toes of the person about to strike.

The elder's eyes widened in astonishment, his anger barely contained: "...You...you're...what is this?"

"He is a disciple who is about to participate in the sect's selection. He acted only in self-defense and did not cause any injury or death. He has no fault and Qingyu Sect has no right to deal with him on its own."

Yes, only legitimate sects have the right to execute disciples who violate their sect rules.

[Why is the plot getting so off-track? Why is the dragon prince speaking up for him?]

[That's how the original character was set up. Tan Suiting cultivates the ruthless path, believing that fairness is paramount in all things. Qingyu Sect had no right to punish Xie Weixing.]

[It's the Path of Ruthlessness, so is Little Jade Treasure his only exception...? This saint's personal bias is just too appealing!]

[Damn, I don't know how Xie Weixing would have survived without talking about Suiting.]

[I have a feeling that the Crown Prince was actually outmaneuvered this time... Xie Weixing was actually quite hardworking, spending a month in the library, he must know the rule that Qingyu Sect cannot punish its disciples.]

[So that's why he dared to be so provocative? Wow, I can actually taste a hint of something good in it.]

[I don't date cannon fodder male supporting characters, Tan Suiting has only ever loved one person, and that is our little Yu Bao.]

[Are you crazy? I can do whatever I want. If I have nothing better to do, I should go find a job. If I have to be subservient to you in the observation room, then I might as well go into your room.]

Is "666" too subtle?

"But he spoke rudely, insulted his fellow disciples, and even..."

"Do you expect him to hand over his spirit core and willingly die?" Tan Suiting stood in front of him, at a slightly protective angle, "Only then would it not be considered an insult?"

The elder blushed and said, "This... of course not."

Xie Weixing's eyes lit up as he looked at the person in front of him with his slender figure and shapely waist and legs.

His tone was sweet: System, I've fallen in love for the first time.

The system sneered: "Host, the best result I've been praying to Buddha for thousands of years is that you don't fall in love."

Xie Weixing: He is still a cold and aloof Buddhist.

system:?

It should just die.

Tan Suiting turned to Xie Weixing, his tone cold: "You have five spiritual roots?"

I didn't expect to be approached so quickly.

"Yes."

Which five are they?

Xie Weixing thought for a moment: "Fire, ice, wind, water, light."

It actually possesses three unique spiritual roots: ice, wind, and light.

"Water and fire?" Tan Suiting narrowed his eyes slightly. "How can these two spiritual roots, which are mutually reinforcing and mutually restraining, coexist in one?"

A cultivator's spiritual roots largely determine their cultivation methods and environment; even those born with dual spiritual roots complement each other.

Water and fire are inherently incompatible; how can they coexist?

"So I have no spiritual power at all, I'm useless." Xie Weixing answered cheerfully without any psychological burden.

Tan Suiting:

Unable to refute it?

"Xie Weixing's cultivation has been completely depleted since the spiritual root test three years ago," the elder explained, "and he has made no further progress."

Tan Suiting looked at the arrogant young man before him: "Then what makes you think you can fight a disciple in the lightning attribute Qi Refining stage? Your hidden arrow—"

He raised his hand, and the black iron rod that had been stuck into the ground instantly returned to his hand. He gently raised his eyes, his gaze scrutinizing: "Why are you so accurate?"

Instead of retreating, Xie Weixing stepped forward, a slight smile playing on his lips: "I'm a good-for-nothing... learning a few survival skills isn't a crime, is it?"

They were so close that Tan Suiting could see the other's long eyelashes; the boy had red lips and white teeth, and his eyes and brows were too captivating.

Everyone was watching them, thinking the two were about to fight, and even their breathing became shallow.

After a long silence.

"He," Tan Suiting turned to look at the Qingyu Sect elder, his thin lips parted slightly, "I want to bring him back to the Fenghua Sect."

The discussions came like a tidal wave, one after another.

Wen Fu and Song Lingyue immediately widened their eyes and stared intently at the boy not far away.

Su Boyu clenched her right hand.

On what grounds?

Why is he treated differently by the Dragon Clan Crown Prince, and even brought back to Feng Hua Sect, one of the five major sects, just before the sect election?

"What?" The elder's eyes widened. "Is it because of the five spiritual roots? But he's a cripple... no, he doesn't have a trace of spiritual power."

The young prince of the dragon clan never listens to the opinions of others when making decisions.

It was clear that Tan Suiting had no intention of discussing the matter; he was simply issuing a notification.

"This... alright." The elder had no right to object, and he had never intended to keep Xie Weixing around anyway, so why not give face to the Feng Hua Sect and the Dragon Clan? "Today, in front of everyone in the sect, we will expel this traitor from the Qingyu Sect. As for whether he stays or goes, that is up to His Highness the Crown Prince."

Tan Suiting: "Hmm."

Xie Weixing was annoyed.

Although this person is very good-looking, it doesn't stop him from being unhappy.

"Wait a minute," Xie Weixing extended Er Kang's hand, "Hello? Hello everyone? Has anyone asked for my opinion?"

The elder snorted coldly, turned away with a flick of his sleeve, clearly not wanting to say anything more to him.

Tan Suiting glanced at him, his tone cold and calm: "I'm not leaving. I'll beat you to death."

The system spoke softly: I'll tell you in the most direct, simplest, most straightforward, most objective, easiest-to-understand, most suspenseful, and most direct way: You can't beat him.

Xie Weixing and Tan Suiting locked eyes. The other man's gaze was calm and pure, as if he would reach out and strangle Xie Weixing the next second if he dared to refuse.

They remained silent for an unknown period of time.

"Awesome." Xie Weixing was helpless. "I was forced into love."

*

This world is divided into three continents: Yanzhou, Jingzhou, and Qingzhou. Fenghua Sect is located in the most prosperous and powerful Yanzhou, while Qingyu Sect is located in Qingzhou.

Therefore, to fly on a sword, it would take at least three days by carriage or horse.

Tan Suiting has not yet been officially selected into a sect. Even as a direct disciple, he does not have a formal sword and can only make do with a decent one.

"This sword," Xie Weixing's lips twitched, "can it carry the two of us?"

He had the air of someone plotting against me.

Tan Suiting: "Yes."

Xie Weixing stepped forward with a hint of doubt, hissing, "Brother, you said..."

Tan Suiting felt a throbbing in his temple.

Who is his brother?

"If you can fly on a sword, why can't you fly on a chair?" Xie Weixing asked curiously. "Wouldn't it be more comfortable to sit?"

Tan Suiting:

He's a sword cultivator with impeccable credentials; what crime could he have committed to deserve such words?

"Get out of here."

"Just kidding," Xie Weixing stood up straight, speaking sweetly, almost as if she were about to give a little cat paw kiss to her face. "Thank you for taking me under your wing, senior brother."

Tan Suiting: ......