"Master... Master..."

"Why are you crying?" The white-haired immortal floated in and patted Gingerbread's forehead.

"..."

"Don't cry."

He then patted Gingerbread's forehead.

"..."

Isn't it customary to pat someone on the head when comforting them? Why is this master patting their forehead?

He does resemble his senior sister quite a bit.

They don't care about people.

Distracted by this master, Gingerbread wasn't so sad anymore, wiped away her tears and stood up.

"Do you remember how you fell into that place?" Immortal Lord Qingxue leaned closer and sniffed.

Only after confirming there was no foul smell did I feel comfortable approaching.

"..."

Embarrassing.

She saw it all!

Don't be so obvious if you think she smells bad, it's really hurtful!

“I don’t know…” Gingerbread shook her head, stepped forward and tugged at Immortal Qingxue’s sleeve, “Master, I’m hungry…”

He grabbed Qingxue Xianjun's sleeve and started shaking it.

They all practiced fasting.

She doesn't!

"Don't rush," Qingxue Xianjun said softly, slowing down her pace, "Your second senior brother is busy in the kitchen right now."

"We'll have dinner in the main hall in a little while."

"Eat?" Gingerbread tilted its head.

Xie Yingnan, who followed closely behind, couldn't hold back any longer, "That's right, everyone needs to eat."

? ?

After Gingerbread transmigrated, it was shocked for the second time: Don't cultivators all abstain from food and fast?

One fasting pill can help you go ten days without eating.

The arduous training.

Novels are all lies.

"Junior Sister, candied hawthorns!" Xie Yingnan smiled and leaned her upper body to the side. "I specially asked Second Senior Brother for these; they're all made from century-old red hawthorns."

I was initially hesitant because of that nasty face.

Upon hearing this, the century-old red gingerbread fluttered its eyelashes and stretched out its little hand obsequiously, "Wow! I want some!"

They were about to catch the candied hawthorn.

The man opposite him withdrew his hand again. "Eating is fine, but you have to tell your master what bad things you did just now."

"..."

This person is not only cold-blooded and ruthless in private, but also holds grudges.

I just used his clothes to wipe my hands.

Who told him to scare her?

Gingerbread remained unmoved, her little mouth pursed, her round eyes fixed on the candied hawthorn.

After staring at the candied hawthorns, she looked up at Qingxue Immortal with a pitiful expression, "Master, Bingbing wants to eat some..."

What I was thinking was...

She wanted to see just how awesome the Hundred-Year-Old Red Fruit really was!

Can it whiten skin, clear acne, or fade dark spots and wrinkles?

"Yingnan, don't tease your junior sister. Look how greedy she is."

The Immortal Venerable Qingxue is as his name suggests.

With white hair and blue clothes, her features were exquisite, and she possessed an extremely elegant demeanor.

The weather is so hot that the big yellow dog is panting under the tree to cool off, but when it gets close to Master, a blast of cold air comes out, like being in a cold storage room in 39-degree heat.

It's very cool.

Xie Yingnan dared not disobey Qingxue Immortal Lord. He handed the candied hawthorn to Jiang Bingbing, but with his back to Qingxue Immortal Lord, he opened and closed his lips and said two words.

She grinned as she took the candied hawthorn and examined it closely.

What the other person said was, "You little idiot, you're toxic."

"Do you dare to eat it?"

"..."

Gingerbread is pretending to be stupid, and can only pretend not to understand, but the original Gingerbread was genuinely stupid and couldn't understand at all.

She felt quite angry.

Since the modern version of her is already dead, giving her a second chance at life is like giving her away for free.

Why should we tolerate bad people?

She glanced down at the candied hawthorn and suddenly thought of getting back at this scheming third senior brother.

She took a bite of the gingerbread, and the sweet and sour taste of the gingerbread permeated her taste buds. Before she could even savor it, her eyes rolled back and she collapsed to the ground.

Xie Yingnan: "??"

Immortal Lord Qingxue was alarmed and quickly bent down to check Jiang Bingbing's breath. At the same time, he said sternly, "Yingnan, what happened? Bingbing just took a bite of a candied hawthorn."

"Master, I don't know."

Xie Yingnan was completely bewildered.

Immortal Lord Qingxue: “Carry your junior sister back.”

"..." Xie Yingnan was indignant, but he didn't show it on his face. "Master, shall we have Second Senior Brother come and take a look?"

Wen Yuzhao had some medical knowledge and was also a cultivator with a wood elemental root. Immortal Lord Qingxue nodded and said, "Call him over."

Xie Yingnan took out a white jade pendant from his pocket.

Infuse spiritual power.

He muttered a few words into his mouth.

A lustrous white light emanated from around the jade pendant.

A gentle voice could be faintly heard coming from inside, "I'll be right there."

Not long after they brought the gingerbread into the house, Wen Yuzhao rushed over.

She was still wearing a cooking apron around her neck.

"Yu Zhao, quickly check on your junior sister and see what's wrong."

Xie Yingnan stepped aside, head down, eyelashes obscuring the expression in his eyes, lost in thought.

Wen Yuzhao stepped forward to examine it.

After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Master, Junior Sister is alright."

"Then why did you faint?"

Wen Yuzhao's lips twitched slightly, and he said with a wry smile, "Junior Sister, you choked because you ate too fast."

"When people are in a hurry, they faint. I used my spiritual power to dissolve the red fruit in her throat and transform it into spiritual power."

Upon hearing this, Immortal Lord Qingxue struggled to maintain his composure and, after a long pause, managed to stammer, "Then why haven't they woken up yet?"

The three people in the room fell into an unusual silence.

After a while, Wen Yuzhao said, "I've eaten my fill and fallen asleep."

"..."

Immortal Lord Qingxue sighed, while Xie Yingnan remained silent.

Gingerbread slept until the next day before waking up.

She never expected that her attempt to trick Xie Yingnan would almost backfire. She also never imagined that the things in the cultivation world were so amazing; the spiritual power of a single naked fruit made her feel incredibly good, and she couldn't help but fall asleep.

I groggily climbed out of the wooden bed.

The door to the room was pushed open from the outside. "Junior sister is awake? We need to hurry."

"?" Gingerbread turned its head blankly.

Seeing that she was confused and looked dazed, Liu Zheng knew that she might not understand what he was saying.

But he patiently explained.

"Today is the day of the sect's Spirit Contract. All disciples in the sect must enter the Sword Tomb to choose their own sword spirit. A true sword cultivator is one who possesses their own sword spirit."

So that's how it is.

But she can't cultivate, and she's mentally challenged. What can she do inside?

"Master also asked the sect leader if it was possible to prevent you from entering, but this is the sect's rule that all disciples must enter the Sword Tomb after the age of fifteen."

Liu Zheng said in a relaxed tone, "Junior sister, you just need to stay with your senior sisters and brothers. When we return safely from the Sword Tomb, your senior sister will buy you candied hawthorns."

She stopped packing her things.

With a resolute and impassioned expression, he said:

"When I return, if I am chosen by the sword spirit, I must tell him my feelings,"

shut up!

"..."

Finished.

Gingerbread was inwardly weeping; with such a bold statement, it was unlikely he would return safely.

She really is.

One head with four big features.