It’s too easy to get along with others!

Upon hearing this, everyone present held their breath, fearing that they would not be the one chosen.

"Of course it's Hanqing Sect!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the result, and Fan You's face was full of disbelief.

"It doesn't matter whether I'm willing or not, I've made my choice!"

After hearing this, everyone either had expressions of envy or expressions of regret.

"Why did you choose Hanqing Sect?"

"Well... a secret!"

After Linghu Luoxi and the other two chatted for a while, they were all led back to their respective sects. Chi An had just arrived at the Liyue Sect, and because of his excellent talent, he became the chief disciple.

Qiu Mucan stood at the mountain gate, dressed in a moon-white disciple robe, his features as clear as fresh snow. Yin Yin popped out from behind, smiling, "So you're our Senior Sister?! The Sect Master said you're a swordsman. So, can you refine pills?"

"Hmm! I know a thing or two!"

Qiu Mucan leaned against the porch pillar with his arms folded, tapping the scabbard with his fingertips, his eyes full of resentment, "Yinyin, you and I grew up together, why don't you cling to me like this?"

Yin Yin turned around and stuck out her tongue at him: "Senior Sister is new here, so naturally I have to take better care of you!" After that, she grabbed Chi An and ran towards the medicine garden.

Qiu Mucan shook his head, but still followed. The three of them overlapped in shadow, as if it was supposed to be this way.

Shangguan Yi was asked to practice sword as soon as he arrived at Tongjian Sect. Although he became a direct disciple, it was still a bit hard. After all, he practiced all day long, and there were few people in the sect who were good at swordplay.

"What is today's mission?" Shangguan Yi asked excitedly.

"Practice swordplay!"

"I'm done practicing, what do I do next?"

"Keep practicing sword skills!"

"......OK."

Nangong Wanqing wanted to be the senior sister, and Liu Zhiyu wanted to be the senior brother. For this reason, the two were deadlocked for 3 days.

Liu Zhiyu kicked open Nangong Wanqing's door, raised her chin, and glared at her, "Why do you think you're my senior sister?" With a flick of her finger, the sword scabbard half-extruded, "In terms of swordsmanship, I'm half a move better than you!"

Nangong Wanqing sat at the desk. "Oh?" He raised his eyes and said, "Who was it that had its hair crown removed by my sword the other day?"

Liu Zhiyu's ears turned red, but he stiffened his neck: "That's because I'm giving in to you!"

"Give way?" Nangong Wanqing suddenly stood up and waved her hand. A ray of sword energy shot out from her sleeve and went straight to Liu Zhiyu's throat.

Liu Zhiyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he leaned back abruptly. The sword energy brushed past his neck, cutting off a strand of flying hair. "You!" Liu Zhiyu froze in place, the tip of the sword still hanging in the air, but he couldn't stab any further.

After a while, Liu Zhiyu put away his sword and sneered, "Okay, senior sister." He pronounced the two words very heavily, as if he was chewing a mouthful of coptis.

Nangong Wanqing picked up the teacup and said calmly, "Yeah."

As soon as Linghu Luoxi arrived at Hanqing Sect, he saw a person hanging on a tree. To be precise, he was hanging next to a bird's nest, with his legs dangling.

Before Linghu Luoxi could shout "be careful", the man cried out "Ah" and fell straight down. Linghu Luoxi jumped up and subconsciously reached out to catch him. Suddenly, there was a boy with his eyes closed in his arms.

The young man closed his eyes tightly. When he saw that the pain he imagined did not come, he slowly opened his eyes. What came into view was the exquisite profile of Linghu Luoxi and the young man staring at each other.

"I want to ask, when will you...come down? I...I can't hold on any longer!"

Hearing this, Xuan Xuan finally reacted and quickly jumped off Linghu Luoxi, his ears red. "Sorry, sorry!" The young man scratched his head embarrassedly.

Linghu Luoxi carefully looked at the person in front of her. He was cheerful and lively, and dressed in black. Suddenly, she remembered the affectionate fourth man of the heroine in the original text - Xuan Yu, the fourth direct disciple of Hanqing Sect.

"You're not Hyun Yoon, are you?"

"Yes, yes!" Xuan Yu's eyes lit up. "How did you know? Are you the new junior sister?"

"Well, I am the eldest daughter of the Linghu family! So don't mess with me in the future! From now on, I will take you to climb trees to dig out bird nests, go to the river to catch fish, and practice swordsmanship. Anyway, we will share the good times and you will bear the difficulties. How about it?"

Xuan Yu was confused, "Huh?" He wondered: Shouldn't a young lady like this be very arrogant or something like that? Why is my little sister like this? That's not right, shouldn't I be the one taking care of her?

"What?" Linghu Luoxi threw a bag of high-grade spirit stones to Xuan Yu, "Will you accompany me now?"

Xuanyuan took the mustard seed bag, opened it, and his eyes lit up. "Come on! Let's go! I'll take you to the river to catch fish!"

When Fan You came over from not far away with a worried look on his face, afraid that Linghu Luoxi would not be used to the place, he was just about to tell her not to be so restrained, but he found Linghu Luoxi and Xuan Yu catching fish in the spirit pond.

The water in the spirit pond splashed everywhere. Xuan Xuan was scrambling to catch fish. Linghu Luoxi held up a net on the shore and directed, "Left, left! Oh, you're so stupid! The fish are more agile than you!"

"...It seems that my worries are unnecessary. Wait! That's the thousand-year-old turtle I raised!" Fan You rushed over immediately, fearing that he would turn into soup in the next second.

One morning, a sparrow flew through the air. Shangguan Yi was passing by a sword practice field. Amidst the sharp sound of swords slicing through the air, he caught a glimpse of two figures not far away. One was a sweet-looking girl in green, with a bun on her head. The other was Jiang Yeqing, the chief disciple of Gaoling Flower.

Shangguan Yi hid quietly behind the tree, with only half of his face showing, and a gloating light flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Jiang, do you want to try the snacks I made?" Siqin Chuanyi smiled sweetly.

Jiang Yeqing's sword didn't stop, and his voice was cold, "No need."

Yi Xiaoxiao refused to give up and said, "You really don't want to try it? I've been doing this for a long time!"

The sword flashed, and Jiang Yeqing finally glanced sideways, but only said, "If you have this free time, you might as well practice sword more."

Yi Xiaoxiao froze in place, her hands trembling slightly as she held the snacks. As the fifth princess of Suzaku Country, Yi Xiaoxiao had never suffered such an injustice. From childhood, she had always had her way, but she had never been ignored like this before.

But Jiang Yeqing didn't even bother to give her a glance. He raised his sword and turned away.

Yi Xiaoxiao stared at his back, bit her lip, and suddenly snorted, turning away. Yi Xiaoxiao thought for a moment: Forget it, Jiang Yeqing is really good-looking, I'd better find another target! I remember that the third brother seemed to be the wealthy Master Shangguan.

When Shangguan Yi saw that there was nothing to see, he turned around and left, but by chance he met Yi Xiaoxiao on the way.

Yi Xiaoxiao had stopped in the middle of the road without her knowing. Holding the box of snacks that Jiang Yeqing had rejected, she smiled sweeter than honey, "Senior Brother Yi, what a coincidence!"

Shangguan Yi didn't even raise his eyelids and walked straight past her: "Unfortunately."

Yi Xiaoxiao took a wrong step and stood in front of him again, handing the food box forward: "Brother, try the snacks I made, specially for you!" He opened the food box, and found a few pieces of exquisite peach blossom cakes inside, with a fragrant aroma.

Shangguan Yi's eyelids twitched wildly. What a specially made one! "No need! This young master usually only eats snacks made from top-grade spiritual materials, top-grade spiritual fire, and top-grade spiritual springs. This kind..." He closed his eyes with his hands, "It's too rough to feed a dog."

Yi Xiaoxiao's smile froze, a hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes, but she quickly replaced it with a look of grievance: "Brother... don't you like what Xiaoxiao did?

Shangguan Yi was too lazy to argue any further and turned to leave: "My homework is not finished yet, so I'll take my leave."

Yi Xiaoxiao's grip on the food box tightened slightly before she hurled it to the ground, sending the snacks tumbling into the dust. Her cheeks flushed with anger, and she kicked a stone, "Damn it! Damn it!" She stared at Shangguan Yi's receding figure, gritting her teeth. "How dare anyone give me such a hard time! Just wait and see!"

Chi An's side was a different story. Not only did he have to practice his sword skills, but he also had to make up for the attack and defense of his music. Yin Yin and Qiu Mucan would occasionally ask Chi An questions. But it was also because of his constant hard work and practice that Chi An's swordsmanship and music skills improved significantly. "I wonder how Luo's cultivation is doing."

Hu Luoxi ran excitedly to find the fourth senior brother, but found that he was not there.

"Hey~ Second Brother! Do you know that dog...bah! Where did Fourth Brother go?" Linghu Luoxi asked Yun Suiqi excitedly.

Yun Suiqi didn't even raise his head: "I don't know." He continued writing, "What do you want to see him for?"

"Brother, what are you doing? Are you drawing a talisman? Is it a fire-controlling talisman? Can I have a try?" Linghu Luoxi accidentally noticed the pen.

Linghu Luoxi thought to himself: There seems to be something wrong with this account. If I tell him directly, will he think I am crazy?

"Do you know?" Yun Suiqi finally stopped writing and looked at Linghu Luoxi.

Linghu Luoxi nodded, "Of course!" He snatched the brush, dipped it in cinnabar and started to paint. His brush moved like a dragon, with great momentum, and then... the painting went crooked.

Yun Suiqi stared at the grimacing talisman, the corners of his mouth twitching: "Uh... you drew it wrong!"

The air was suddenly quiet for a few seconds, and then the rustling sound of painting could be heard.

"I just don't believe it!" Linghu Luoxi continued to draw the talisman unconvinced.

"Uh...you added a few extra strokes!"

“Come again!”

"There's one horizontal line missing."

“Come again, come again!”

The pile of waste talismans on the table kept getting higher and higher, and the veins on Yun Suiqi's forehead were throbbing. Unfortunately, this person was the eldest daughter of the Linghu family, so he couldn't scold her or drive her away.

Linghu Luoxi still refused to give up. Seeing her like this, Yun Suiqi wanted to send her away, but he didn't dare. After all, she was the eldest daughter of Linghu. Linghu Luoxi became more and more annoyed as she continued to draw. She took her pen and talisman and left. Just as he was racking his brains to think of an excuse, Linghu Luoxi suddenly grabbed the pen and talisman paper, turned around and ran away. Yun Suiqi was relieved to see her leave, but suddenly remembered that she had taken his pen.

"Hey!" Yun Suiqi stood up suddenly, "That's mine..."

Before he could finish his words, the gate slammed shut, leaving only a wisp of cinnabar scent lingering in the wind. Yun Suiqi froze in place, stifling a roar before roaring, "Give me back my pen!!!"

Unfortunately, Linghu Luoxi has disappeared, and Yun Suiqi doesn't know where Linghu Luoxi lives.

Linghu Luoxi ran back to the yard and called Linghu Qianchi using the jade token. Linghu Qianchi picked up the phone and was about to ask a question when Linghu Luoxi took the lead.

"Dad, do we have a cultivator in our family who specializes in breaking the seal?"

"Xi'er, why are you asking this?" Linghu Qianchi was puzzled, but still added, "Yes."

"Dad, can you please let that man come over here?"

"I'm already on my way." Linghu Qianchi paused, then added, "No more talking, Daddy has to go and spend some time with your mom."

Hearing this, Linghu Luoxi was stunned. She had never expected her father to be so efficient. With her father being so efficient, she wondered if he had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Just after hanging up the phone, there was a knock on the door and Linghu Luoxi opened the door.

The man was wearing a white shirt with a red collar, his hands were twirling his sleeves, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, he was proud of the snow and frost, and he had an extraordinary bearing, giving people a very reliable feeling.

He bowed slightly and said, "Greetings, Miss. My surname is Lin, and my given name is Yiwang."

"Can you unlock this seal?" Linghu Luoxi handed the pen to Lin Wang.

Lin Wang knew how to unlock the seal at a glance and said indifferently, "I know, but it requires 3,000 spirits..."

Before he finished speaking, Linghu Luoxi threw a bag of spirit stones into his arms. Lin Wang flipped his sleeves, and the bag disappeared without a trace. Then he pushed Linghu Luoxi out the door.

"Bang!"

The door was closed tightly, almost flattening her nose.

“…”

Linghu Luoxi squatted on the steps counting ants. About a cup of tea later, the door opened again.

"how?"

Lin Wang didn't say much, but returned the pen to Linghu Luoxi, "Okay! If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

Linghu Luoxi nodded, watched Lin Wang leave gracefully, and then sat down to meditate and practice. While soaking in the spirit pool, Linghu Luoxi and Shangguan Yi successfully raised their cultivation by one level.

A few days later, Yun Suiqi finally couldn't sit still anymore and found Linghu Luoxi's whereabouts. Yun Suiqi kicked open the gate and rushed in with murderous intent.

"Give me back my pen!" Yun Suiqi's eyes burned with fire, but her voice was cold as ice. "You are the eldest daughter of the Linghu family, what treasures do you have? Why are you trying to steal mine? Why should I give it to you?"

Linghu Luoxi was about to extend her hand to explain, but Yun Suiqi angrily slapped her hand away and left without looking back. Linghu Luoxi looked at Yun Suiqi's departing back, then lowered her head to look at the red patch on the back of her hand.

"Did I ever ask him to let me go?"

Xuan Liao, who had just entered, was confused when he saw this scene. Linghu Luoxi told Xuan Liao the whole story.

After Xuan Xuan understood, he immediately explained to Yun Suiqi.

"Yun Suiqi was sent here when he was very young. His parents were killed. Rumor has it that their enemies came to their house, but there are other rumors. No one knows who killed them. The only relic left was his mother's - the Yunxing Pen."

After hearing this, Linghu Luoxi pretended not to care, "Oh! So what does it have to do with me! I don't care!" But what she was thinking in her heart was: Forget it, I'll go and apologize tonight. After all, it's really not good to take other people's things without permission.

"Yes, yes, yes! By the way, the secret realm trial ceremony will be held in seven days, junior sister, please get ready!" Xuan Yu said and left the room with a smile.