After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

The two prospective disciples watched Lei Ziyue and Su Mingyue walk away with concern before turning back and shouting sternly, "Let's see who dares to ambush my Xuantian Sect's probationary disciple—uh?"

The two men stared at the tiny child who only reached their waists, and before they could finish speaking, their fierce expressions froze.

This child, covered in scars, wearing tattered clothes, and with two crooked little pigtails... is the one who started bullying Junior Sister Zhenzhen.

Isn't that a bit too small?

Moreover, she was only at the first level of Qi Refining, yet she bullied Junior Sister Luo, who was at the Golden Core stage?

The two monks looked at each other, nudged each other with their elbows, and whispered among themselves.

"...It doesn't seem like it, does it? This child isn't even as tall as my niece."

"I don't think that's realistic either. Although Junior Sister Luo is physically weak, she's still at the Golden Core stage. This kid is only at the first level of Qi Refining. What can he use to launch a sneak attack? By headbutting him?"

"Is it possible that Junior Sister Luo was frightened by her appearance? She does have quite a few scars on her face... Didn't Junior Sister Luo develop psychological trauma after returning from the Ten Thousand Demon Cave?"

"So, are we going to forcibly expel her from the testing grounds?"

"Are you really going to do that? She looks like an orphan with no one to care for her. So pitiful..."

"Hey, kid."

"Little sister, the cultivation world isn't just about the Xuan Tian Sect. Go two thousand miles northeast, and you'll find Red Leaf Valley, which exclusively accepts female disciples. Why don't you try your luck there?"

"Yes, you have already reached the first level of Qi Refining. That's impressive. You might be able to become an inner disciple in an ordinary sect, but the Xuan Tian Sect is full of geniuses, so you can only become an outer disciple here."

There were many children around her age all around.

Luo Zhen was among them, the shortest, with the most scars on his face, and the most tattered clothes. He was practically indistinguishable from everyone else—no, even worse than just indistinguishable from everyone else. He was the kind of person who, at first glance, made people think, "This child has such a hard life."

Luo really isn't going to Red Leaf Valley.

Luo really just wanted to go home.

Xuantian Sect is her home.

Her master personally took her in and raised her in the sect. Apart from her brainless second senior brother, she also had her eldest, third, fourth, and fifth senior brothers—although she hadn't had the chance to meet them yet.

Someone impersonated her, stole her sect and her senior brother. Now that she's back, the bad guys still want to force her away!

dream!

Luo Zhenhuan grew angrier the more he thought about it, "I'm not going!"

Seeing that the little boy was determined, the two disciples said nothing more.

Both of them knew that the child's future was likely to be difficult.

Senior Brother Lei has the most volatile temper, but he's fiercely protective of his sister.

He will not let anyone who harms Junior Sister Luo, regardless of age or gender.

"Do you still remember Junior Sister Xiao from three years ago?"

"Of course I remember, how could I not? A new junior sister with good talent and excellent comprehension, just because she had a couple of arguments with Junior Sister Luo at the academy, Senior Brother Lei found out and beat her half to death and sent her down the mountain..."

"Actually, it's not entirely Lei's fault. Junior Sister Xiao questioned Junior Sister Luo's spiritual root, saying it didn't resemble a damaged Heavenly Spiritual Root but rather a pseudo-Spiritual Root, and mocked her for not living up to her reputation as a genius—these words really touched a raw nerve that Junior Sister Luo didn't want to recall."

The two disciples exchanged a few words, then shook their heads and continued their diligent inspections.

The entrance test for the Xuantian Sect lasted for a full half month before it finally ended.

A total of 3,200 new disciples were admitted this time.

Luo Zhenhuan was among them.

Based on her qualifications and cultivation level, she indeed only managed to obtain the title of outer disciple.

In the square, the elders were giving a speech to the new disciples, which was as long and tedious as a foot binding cloth, making the listeners feel hot and sleepy.

Luo Zhen couldn't stand still and plopped down on the ground, pulling the Ten Thousand Demon Banner off his little bun and slowly fanning himself.

She was short, and when she sat down, she was completely blocked by the people in front of her, so she didn't attract much attention.

Compared to her unrestrained behavior, the other disciples were much more disciplined, complaining quietly under the sun.

"It's so hot..."

When will this end?

"I don't know. In previous years, senior brothers and sisters from the Xuantian Sect would set up cooling formations. Why aren't they doing so this year?"

"Haven't you heard? The Xuantian Sect says that each new generation of disciples is worse than the last, with extremely poor physical condition and an inability to endure hardship. They want to cultivate our spirit of hard work and perseverance from the very beginning. Starting this year, the sect's Cooling Array will be canceled."

"Ah! That month-long physical training course after joining the sect, I'll die—"

"Forget about physical training classes, I'm already dying of heat. Hey... wait, it's not hot here."

The disciple followed the chill and moved closer, looking down to find the source of the cold was a small, scarred boy sitting on the ground, fanning himself with a tattered flag. He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Little girl... junior sister, may I stand next to you?"

Luo Huanzhen paused in his fanning motion with the small flag, looked up at him, and said generously, "Sure. Just don't step on me."

She was lying down very comfortably.

As for the heat? It's not hot.

The Yin energy released by the Ten Thousand Demon Banner was cool and pleasant, it was incredibly comfortable.

As the disciple approached, he felt a refreshing coolness wash over him and couldn't help but groan, "Ah, so refreshing~"

Upon hearing this, another disciple quietly moved over, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It feels so cool."

Luo Zhenhuan was like a human-shaped miniature ice array; anyone who got close felt its refreshing coolness.

More and more people came to cool off, and before she knew it, she was surrounded by a group of people who pretended to stand up straight and listen to her, but in reality, they were all secretly squeezing in next to her.

Inside the Ten Thousand Demon Banners.

A gigantic black flag appeared in the sky, and all the demons knelt respectfully on the ground, desperately channeling their Yin energy outwards.

The demons were so exhausted by the excessive demand for yin energy that their tongues were sticking out.

Finally, a demon suddenly stood up, clenched his fist, and roared, "I've had enough of this! She's already left the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, yet we still have to work for her!"

Another demon stood up and loudly echoed, "She even took advantage of our weakness to humiliate our Demon Lord, turning our king into her pet flag!"

One call was met with overwhelming response; one demon after another rose to their feet. They shouted, they were furious.

"Are we supposed to be her slaves and work like cattle for the rest of our lives?!"

"don't want!!"

"Can you accept such a pathetic life?!"

"cannot!!"

"She's only six years old! Six years old! Are we, the mighty demons, afraid of a six-year-old toddler?!"

"Don't be afraid!!!"

Just as the demons were in high spirits, raising their arms and waving their hands, seemingly about to rise up in rebellion—

Suddenly, a childish command came from the sky: "Why isn't it cold anymore? Little flag, breathe wind for me!"

Thump thump thump.

The demons immediately knelt down, their faces full of obsequious flattery as they intensified their efforts to transmit Yin energy outwards.

The change in attitude was so swift that everything that had just happened felt like a collective dream.