Qi Yu transmigrated into a trashy cultivation novel, becoming a cannon fodder supporting female character. She was also bound to a 'Saintly System' that not only demanded she cultivate and ...
In this way, four out of the five members required for the team competition are included, including her.
Only Senior Sister Wenru is still undecided.
Qi Yu was pondering how to maximize the abilities of the team members when a soft sound suddenly came from the doorway.
A woman wearing a white embroidered dress with a front opening walked in.
The woman's beautiful eyes were as gentle as water, her hair was half-combed and half-down, adorned with a few light-colored pearl flowers, which made her look even more gentle and graceful.
She walked in, her gaze fixed on Qi Yu, and winked at her with a smile, "Little sister, long time no see."
Qi Yu's eyes widened as the special title "Little Sister" suddenly brought back memories.
Isn't this the white-robed female cultivator who helped her when she was injured during the secret realm trial?
The senior sister who said she "killed indiscriminately".
Wen Ru smiled and said, "Little sister, have you forgotten me?"
Qi Yu hurriedly replied, "No, no!"
She scratched her head sheepishly and said, "I should thank my senior sister back then."
"It's nothing," Wen Ru said gently. "Are you worried about the sect competition, little sister? If you don't mind, would you like to try adding me?"
Qi Yu could sense a gentle yet powerful aura emanating from Wen Ru, which reassured him somewhat.
"Senior Sister Wen, there's no need to be so modest. Aman has already told me that with your Golden Core Perfection cultivation, you're naturally sought after by other teams. I'm truly grateful that you're willing to join me."
Wen Ru chuckled, "Little sister, you're so good with words. Well then, it's settled. Once you've decided on your team, we'll find some time to work things out."
"The sect competition will start with one-on-one matches. There's no rush for the team competition; we have plenty of time."
Qi Yu nodded, "Senior sister, the candidate has been almost finalized. I will contact you later."
She took out her communication jade pendant and added Wen Ru's contact information.
Wen Ru chatted briefly with Yan Shi and the others before turning and leaving.
As they watched her graceful figure recede into the distance, they all sighed in unison.
Gentle yet powerful, it's really hard not to love her.
Qi Yu unconsciously smiled, only to be awakened by a flap of a wing from the little white bird in his arms that was watching coldly from the sidelines.
She coughed lightly, her smile fading, and said seriously to Yan Shi, "I've also invited He Miao. I'll talk to her later."
Yan Shi knew He Miao's capabilities, so he nodded without much surprise, "Alright, you can go first."
Qi Yu then stood up and walked towards the Ling Shan Tang (spirit kitchen).
Although He Miao said they would talk again in an hour, she was genuinely missing the food at Ling Shan Tang.
Let's have a meal first, and He Miao should be here soon after we finish eating.
Bai Huan and Liu Xing silently followed.
Qi Yu then ordered a large table of dishes, took the little white bird out of his pocket and put it aside, saying, "I'll eat first, you can eat as you please."
Feng Xiao: "..."
Like her, Meteor relied almost entirely on fasting pills to survive in the space. Even though he didn't care much for food, he was really tired of those little pills that always had a strange smell.
Being able to eat normal food really boosts my happiness level.
Bai Huan sat silently beside them, his mouth twitching in shock at their voracious eating habits.
After finishing all the food on the table, Qi Yu raised her head with satisfaction and patted her slightly bulging belly.
Before long, it was time for her to meet He Miao.
It was not yet mealtime, and there were only a few people in the Ling Shan Tang.
The moment someone walked in, it immediately caught the attention of everyone at the table.
The girl was dressed in a dark, fitted outfit that allowed for easy movement. Her posture was upright, like a pine tree standing proudly against the wind. Her delicate face was free of makeup, yet she possessed a natural charm.
She remained calm, holding her sword, and walked straight to sit down opposite Qi Yu.
He Miao didn't bother with reminiscing and went straight to the point: "Besides you and me, who else is there?"
Qi Yu knew her personality, so she pointed to Liu Xing, who was sitting blankly digesting her food.
"Mid-Foundation Establishment stage, I can tentatively be considered a sword cultivator."
He Miao scanned Liu Xing up and down several times, seemingly assessing his strength.
After a moment, she looked away and said, "Okay, who else?"
Qi Yu rested her chin on her hand and said lazily, "Yan Shi, you should remember me, right? The senior brother who led the team during the last mission."
He Miao nodded, "A Golden Core cultivator with Thunderfire Spiritual Root in the early stage."
“She’s now in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.” Qi Yu added with a smile, “There’s also a senior sister who’s a magic cultivator named Wen Ru. I don’t know if you know her. She’s already at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core realm.”
He Miao said, "Wen Ru, I know, she's very capable."
“Then…” she looked up and said, “Yu Shengyan, what about you?”
Qi Yu winked at her and smiled, "Early stage of Golden Core, sword cultivator with five spiritual roots."
He Miao's face showed a hint of knowing, seemingly unsurprised by Qi Yu's incredible cultivation speed.
"Yes, you're very strong."
Her tone was flat, but she was very serious.
Being praised so directly made Qi Yu a little embarrassed. He touched his nose and said modestly, "It's nothing, I'm just an average genius."
He Miao: "..."
She stood up, looked at Qi Yu and said, "Then I'll head back first. If you need to contact me, just use the communication jade to reach me."
Qi Yu nodded and watched her leave.
Bai Huan, who had been lying on the table, finally sat up and said, "Little Yan'er is so busy."
Qi Yu sighed helplessly, "What can I do? I'm just destined to be a workaholic."
She plucked the little white bird that was dozing off and stroked its head repeatedly as if to relieve stress.
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