Upon entering the Qingyun Sect, Beili began to introduce the sect's layout to her.
“Within the Qingyun Sect, there are eight main peaks: Sect Master Peak, Hidden Star Peak, Pill Peak, Artifact Peak, Talisman Peak, Formation Peak, Sound Peak, and Qingyun Peak.”
“Sect Master Peak is the primary peak, which, as the name suggests, is where the Sect Master's lineage resides. The other peaks are also named after their respective specialties, namely where sword cultivators, pill cultivators, artifact cultivators, talisman cultivators, formation cultivators, and music cultivators reside. As for Qingyun Peak, it is the peak for spell cultivators.”
“As your master, I am currently the Peak Master of Hidden Star Peak. Aside from you, I have three other disciples. They are your Eldest Senior Brother Lin Yunan, Second Senior Brother Fu Sinian, and Third Senior Sister Yun Xiange.”
“Yunan is at the early stage of the Golden Core Stage, Sinian is at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, and Xiange, who was taken in as a disciple at the age of five, is currently at the great perfection of Qi Refining.”
Although Beili's three disciples were highly talented, none of them possessed a lightning spiritual root. Only Wen Jingshu, with her heavenly lightning spiritual root, could be considered his true successor.
Wen Jingshu listened quietly, occasionally giving a nod of acknowledgement.
Because of Wen Jingshu's special identity, Beili took her to Sect Master Peak first.
The Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect was a formidable female cultivator. Due to her body-tempering cultivation, her build was robust and athletic, completely unlike the slender frame of typical female cultivators.
True to her name, Xu Haoguang possessed a bold and straightforward personality, completely unbothered by trivial matters. Her eyes shone brightly as she looked at the little toddler before her, her usually stern face breaking into a wide smile.
“This must be Daoist Sovereign Ziyang's younger sister, little friend Shushu!”
“The Qingyun Sect welcomes you! Just treat this place as your own home. If you ever feel wronged or mistreated, don't hesitate to tell me!”
Although their Pill Peak also had an Eighth-Grade Alchemist, who would ever complain about having too many of them?
It was rumored that Wen Shuyi had already mastered Pill Intent, though no one knew if it was true or not...
If it were true, an Eighth-Grade Alchemist who had comprehended Pill Intent would hold a status even higher than an ordinary Ninth-Grade Alchemist!
Now that the younger sister was here, by extension, it was as if Wen Shuyi had joined them as well.
Wen Jingshu knew the Sect Master was only being so warm and welcoming because of Wen Shuyi, but so what? At the end of the day, she indeed had a massive backer.
“Thank you for your care, Sect Master. However, my identity still needs to be kept somewhat hidden.”
The sister of an Eighth-Grade Alchemist would be Wen Shuyi's Achilles' heel if exposed. While ordinary people wouldn't dare offend an Eighth-Grade Alchemist, one couldn't rule out desperate outlaws driven to a corner who might kidnap her to threaten Wen Shuyi.
Xu Haoguang naturally understood the complications involved and immediately agreed. “Rest assured, little friend Shushu. Since you have entered our Qingyun Sect, it is our duty to protect you.”
“I also know the Wen family keeps a low profile. To the outside world, we will claim you are the younger sister of a male Second-Grade Alchemist from the Pill Sect. We will change your surname 'Wen' to its homophone 'Wen', and the characters 'Jingshu' to the characters for 'quiet' and 'book'. What do you think?”
Wen Jingshu naturally had no objections to using an alias.
But a Second-Grade Alchemist...
She could easily reach that level with just a tiny bit of effort.
Oh well, the lower the better. A lower rank meant more safety.
“That is perfect.”
Seeing the toddler's old-souled, serious expression, Xu Haoguang couldn't help but squat down to look her in the eye.
“You little kid, why are you so boring?”
She had met Wen Shuyi a few times, and even that high-and-mighty Eighth-Grade Alchemist wasn't as solemn and old-fashioned as this child.
Wen Jingshu couldn't be bothered to argue with her. Waving her small hand, she said, “If the Sect Master has no other matters, I will return to Hidden Star Peak with Master first.”
She had no patience for pointless socializing.
Xu Haoguang burst into laughter at her precocious, adult-like behavior. Reaching out, she rubbed the girl's head and handed her a storage bag.
“A meeting gift.”
Wen Jingshu didn't stand on ceremony. Accepting it, she said, “Thank you, Sect Master.”
This calm, unruffled demeanor was truly worthy of being the younger sister of an Eighth-Grade Alchemist.
Beili had already witnessed the sheer extravagance of this family. It would have been stranger if Wen Jingshu actually showed excitement over receiving a mere storage bag.
After meeting the Sect Master and registering her name in the disciple registry, Beili finally took Wen Jingshu back to Hidden Star Peak.
At this moment, a youth and a young woman were already waiting on Hidden Star Peak.
The male cultivator had the appearance of a young man, his jet-black hair tied up in a high ponytail. He held a pitch-black sword in his arms and wore a modified training robe designed for easy movement, exuding a wild and unrestrained aura.
The female cultivator was also of a youthful age, around fifteen or sixteen. She was gentle and bright, her long, flowing hair held in place by a single white jade hair tool. Clad in a green dress, she looked like a goddess descending from the nine heavens.
However, the female cultivator's mind was currently in turmoil.
She was not the real Yun Xiange, but a college student who had transmigrated here from Blue Star.
To her, this was not a real world, but a cultivation novel.
And the female protagonist of this novel was none other than the sister of the Eighth-Grade Alchemist, Wen Jingshu.
Although Wen Jingshu was born into a family of alchemists, she lacked a wood spiritual root and was destined to have no connection to the path of alchemy.
However, she possessed a perfect, ten-out-of-ten top-grade heavenly lightning spiritual root. Hiding her true background, she joined Beili's lineage.
Afterward, she embarked on a journey of defeating monsters, leveling up, and eventually ascending in a grand fashion.
As for Yun Xiange...
Although she was older than Wen Jingshu, she was Wen Jingshu's junior sister.
Jealous of Wen Jingshu's beauty, talent, and popularity, she constantly caused trouble for her.
The result was getting slapped in the face repeatedly, and in the end, she was crushed into a bloody pulp by a single slap from Wen Shuyi.
She had transmigrated into this body from birth. As soon as her spiritual root fully developed, she had hurriedly rushed to the Qingyun Sect, finding a way to get Beili to accept her as a disciple first.
Perhaps they were destined to be master and disciple, as Yun Xiange had become his disciple without much effort.
This time, she wanted to enter Hidden Star Peak first and snatch away the affection of her master and senior brothers!
As for Wen Jingshu... she would stay by her side and steal her opportunities!
The immortal path was a journey where everyone relied on their own abilities. Without competing and fighting, how could one hope to ascend?
However, when she had read the novel in her past life, it had only updated up to Yun Xiange's tragic demise; she had no idea what happened in the later chapters.
Her plan was solid, and she had successfully acknowledged her master, yet Wen Jingshu did not appear at the time specified in the book.
Three years had passed, and she was beginning to think she had transmigrated into a fake version of the book, but then Wen Jingshu's name suddenly appeared.
And instead of Wen Jingshu coming to the Qingyun Sect herself, Beili had personally gone to pick her up.
One coming, one going—the difference in treatment was like night and day.
Seeing Yun Xiange looking somewhat distracted, Fu Sinian waved his hand in front of her eyes. “Junior Sister? What's on your mind?”
Yun Xiange snapped back to reality and smiled faintly. “It's nothing. I was just wondering what kind of personality our new little junior sister has.”
Hearing this, Fu Sinian curled his lip. “What else could she be like? With a Second-Grade Alchemist brother backing her up, she's bound to be arrogant and overbearing.”
Fu Sinian came from the mortal realm. With no background or clan to support him, he had experienced the harsh realities of the world firsthand.
As a result, what he detested most were these second-generation cultivators who relied on their family backgrounds.
Hearing Fu Sinian's words, Yun Xiange froze.
A Second-Grade Alchemist? How could that be?
Wen Jingshu's older sister was absolutely an Eighth-Grade Alchemist—that was the female lead's greatest backer! There was no way she could have misremembered this.
The plot had deviated. Yun Xiange's mind fell into utter chaos, and her complexion grew even paler. Fu Sinian patted her shoulder reassuringly. “Alright, no matter how many junior sisters join us in the future, I will always favor you the most.”
Yun Xiange forced a smile, then quickly adjusted her mindset.
She had already taken the initiative to secure Fu Sinian's favor. Even if she had to face Wen Jingshu head-on, she had nothing to fear!
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