"Fifty years in the east, fifty years in the west. Don't look down on a poor girl!"
After saying this magically modified golden sentence, the girl left the house without looking back.
The girl looked to be about twenty years old, tall and with fair skin.
She has delicate features, heroic eyes and eyebrows, and a kind of feminine and neutral beauty.
She carried a spear as tall as a person on her back, and a red dress set off her figure, making her look like a female general on the battlefield.
After leaving home, she walked aimlessly on the street.
Her name is Yang Qinlin, and she is the eldest daughter of the Yang family. Due to the special tradition of the Yang family, if there are no direct male descendants, women have the right of inheritance.
Not long ago, she was a genius with sixth-grade spiritual roots and the future heir of the Yang family.
Unfortunately, she was envied by her younger sister and plotted against by her, which destroyed all her spiritual roots. She remained in the acquired realm for the rest of her life and could not continue to practice.
But despite this, her parents still tried their best to support her and find ways to heal her.
This further aroused the younger sister's dissatisfaction, and she planned to kill their common parents.
Later, the younger sister joined forces with the unfaithful Yang family members to seize ownership of the Yang family from her parents.
The younger sister was worried that she would make a comeback one day, so she used her status as the head of the family to marry her off.
Once she becomes someone else's wife, she will completely lose her inheritance rights.
Naturally, Yang Qinlin would not listen to the instructions of her vicious sister, marry a stranger, and leave home alone.
She made an agreement with her sister that one month later, she would come back to duel with her sister, take back everything that belonged to her, and avenge her parents!
But Yang Qinlin knew very well in her heart that her spiritual roots could never be restored after treatment.
How could she possibly recover from her injuries and fight against her sister in a month?
I'm afraid she will die in a month.
She walked on the street in pain, recalling the past.
At this moment, a monk was standing on a high platform somewhere on the street.
Judging from the way he is dressed, he is a disciple of the Medicine God Sect.
The disciple was holding a notice in his hand, saying that Tianxuan Sect was recruiting people.
Many monks gathered around, discussing something.
Yang Qinlin walked forward and listened curiously.
"Hey, I heard that the Tianxuan Sect has an immortal inheritance. If I can get the favor of the immortal, it would be a great opportunity."
"You are confused. I heard that the elders of Tianxuan Sect are all monsters, and the sect leader himself is even mentally ill and has accepted aliens as disciples."
"I don't think he's a serious cultivator. How can someone who accepts demons into his sect be a good person? He's a disgrace to the human race!"
"You're right. I don't want to train under a goblin."
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd, and no one doubted the strength of the Tianxuan Sect.
But no one was willing to join the Tianxuan Sect.
The racial divide has a profound impact on every cultivator. No one will accept practicing with the demons, monsters, or any other races.
In their opinion, any cultivator who could accept foreigners as disciples was most likely some kind of demon cultivator, and it would be better to trick them into refining pills!
The disciple of Yaoshen Sect who was in charge of conveying the news that Tianxuan Sect was recruiting people showed displeasure when he heard the discussion of these wandering cultivators.
"Dare to insult the immortals, beware of heaven's punishment!"
The disciple of Medicine God Sect scolded harshly.
After hearing this, the wandering cultivators all showed timid expressions and left in disappointment.
Of the originally bustling crowd, only Yang Qinlin was left.
She stood there, lost in thought.
With her current injuries, even if she begged the Medicine God Sect, which is dedicated to healing and saving lives, she probably couldn't be saved.
After all, her spiritual roots were completely destroyed, and her meridians were all blocked, making it impossible for her to practice breathing spiritual energy.
If there is anyone in this world who can possibly save her, it can only be the omnipotent immortal!
She had a vague feeling that this might be her opportunity that would change her future life.
Although she didn't know whether she could get help from the immortal, she had to give it a try as she was at her wit's end.
"Um, may I ask where is the Tianxuan Sect?"
Similar situations are happening all over Yuanshen Continent.
There are still eight days left before Tianxuan Sect opens its doors and recruits people.
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Eight days later, in Tianxuan Palace.
Long Lan was wearing a black slim-fit top. The top was not very revealing, but it just highlighted her nobility.
She wore over-the-knee black leather boots, which made her look more like a queen.
At this time, she was standing in the square of Tianxuan Palace, fighting against Chen Ye.
Her slender fingers were clenched, and a blazing flame appeared on them.
Seeing Chen Ye making a move to attack, Long Lan suddenly jumped out and soared into the air.
The place where she disappeared was burnt by the high temperature.
"Flame Dragon Fist!"
She released the first move of the Flame Dragon Heavenly Art.
After she threw a punch, a huge fist made of flames appeared out of thin air.
It was like the claw of a fire dragon, and the temperature of the entire fist was brighter than the sun.
A huge flaming fist roared in the air and smashed towards Chen Ye below.
Chen Ye stood there, expressionless, with his right hand behind his back.
He clenched his left fist, and flames also appeared on his fist.
But his flame was not red, nor the color of the sun, but a very rich purple.
Chen Ye casually punched the incoming flaming fist.
The two attacks were the same size, but their power was completely different.
The purple flame seemed to destroy everything in the world.
Su Jiqian and the others who were watching the fight from a distance felt a slight burning sensation on their skin when they felt the purple fist coming out.
If he hadn't released his spiritual power to defend himself, he would have been burned and injured.
After destroying the opponent's attack, Chen Ye's purple fist continued to fly high into the sky without losing momentum.
The temperature around rose sharply, as if there was a huge sun in the world.
After a long time, the purple fist disappeared in the air, leaving only fear and admiration.
"Did I hit too hard?"
Chen Ye looked at his left hand, thoughtfully.
In order to prevent his attacks from being too powerful and accidentally injuring others, he had already retracted one hand.
I didn't expect that I would release this kind of attack inadvertently.
Sometimes being too strong can also be a nuisance.
Long Lan looked at Chen Ye, who was a little confused, with surprise.
Every attack she released with all her strength was easily destroyed by Chen Ye.
And every time she watched Chen Ye take action, she seemed to gain new insights and become more adept at using the skills.
If she could stay by Chen Ye's side forever, it wouldn't take long for her to unravel all the mysteries of cultivation.
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