They stared longingly at a mountain peak that seemed to float in mid-air.
Could that be the place where the Supreme Elder went into seclusion?
But if I become someone's master, shouldn't I give them some ritual implements or something?
So the person disappeared and the items are gone too?
It would be better to become a disciple of these elders; you might even gain some practical benefits.
Just as I was thinking this, I felt something moving in my stomach.
She placed her hand on her abdomen and felt something growing inside.
The next second, two sparkly objects flew from the southern mountain peak and landed in her and Yue Menghan's hands.
What landed in Yue Menghan's hands was a white spirit sword, which looked extremely valuable.
What ended up in Xiao Mo'er's hands was a very ordinary jade pendant.
It looks like a protective magical artifact, but it's far inferior to Yue Menghan's.
Yue Menghan happily gripped the sword in her hand, then sneered at Xiao Mo'er. Seeing the ordinary-quality jade pendant in Xiao Mo'er's hand, she became even more arrogant, "It seems Master doesn't like you very much either?"
The others also felt that the Supreme Elder did not like Xiao Mo'er.
After all, Yue Menghan only has a single spiritual root.
A person with three spiritual roots can't even enter the inner sect, let alone become a disciple of the Supreme Elder; it's purely a stroke of luck.
Xiao Mo'er smiled good-naturedly, "Congratulations."
"Hmph!" Yue Menghan felt awkward seeing her smiling face and turned her head away, ignoring her.
The two of them knelt down and bowed in gratitude to the Supreme Elder's mountain peak.
"Thank you, Master."
Because Xiao Mo'er was not favored by her master, the Supreme Elder Xiao Ruochen.
The mountains and resources we were allocated were of very poor quality.
Despite being Xiao Ruochen's closed-door female disciple, she lived a life similar to that of an outer disciple, practically being left to her own devices.
Xiao Mo'er didn't care and focused solely on cultivation.
Xiao Ruochen is not only the patriarch of the Lingyun Sect, but also the patriarch of the entire cultivation world.
She just got incredibly lucky; she doesn't care about anything else.
However, since Xiao Mo'er joined the sect, she has never seen her master.
The eldest and second eldest brothers were in charge of disciplining them.
The eldest disciple, also known as Xiaoyao, is the sect leader of this sect and a Mahayana cultivator.
The second senior brother is Elder Mu Bai.
But it was clear that Mu Bai didn't like her; he preferred to guide Yue Menghan.
Not to mention the sect leader, she had never even seen him.
Fortunately, Xiao Mo'er didn't care; she possessed an invincible domain.
Divider line.
In the quiet of the years, in the lonely cave, someone who was sleeping stirred.
Suddenly I opened my eyes, and what greeted me was desolation.
Even the vines he had nurtured for hundreds of thousands of years ran away.
He stared at the ordinary cloak he was wearing, his eyes turning cold.
"Not only did he sleep with me, but he also stole all my clothes?"
I really have high hopes for you.
If I do not destroy your soul, I will take your surname.
And that bunch of ungrateful demons and spirits... I've really spoiled you too much, letting you dare to not protect yourselves and allowing that woman to take advantage of me.
Do you think it's so easy to take advantage of me?
But then he thought... why did his seal loosen when he was intimate with that woman?
How could that be?
Who is that woman?
How could the seal be broken?
A gloomy look settled over his face.
Five years later.
A thousand miles away from Lingyun Sect lies the Demon Beast Forest.
A round, fleshy creature strode out of the bushes, dressed in a black phoenix and crane robe, with a dark blue glass cloak draped over its shoulders, and dragging a huge demonic beast in its hands.
Judging from the size of that monster, it must have weighed at least three thousand jin, yet she easily carried it in her hand.
The ugly monster dragged its claws on the ground, utterly despondent.
His voice trembled as he begged for mercy, "I don't like it, the meat is sour, please spare me."
"It really doesn't taste good; the meat is dry."
The little meatball turned around with ill intent, gave it a wicked smile, raised its little fist, and punched the monster's huge head, knocking it unconscious.
While beating him, he said viciously, "Enough with the nonsense."
The black robe wrapped around her trembled, and even her cloak covered her face.
Brutal, utterly brutal.
If it weren't for the two red ribbons tied around her head, you would definitely think she was a boy.
She showed her little baby teeth, smiling so wide that her eyes disappeared.
They look so cute and cuddly, yet they're also terrifyingly fierce.
Two chubby little monsters were lying on top of the knocked-out monster, showering her with compliments.
"Little master, you are so amazing."
"Little master, you're the best."
The little dumpling looked at the two little monsters with a serious expression and threatened, "Don't tell my mother."
As she said this, she waved her little fist, "If you dare say that... I'll flatten you all."
The two little monsters were so frightened that they covered their mouths tightly and shook their heads in a panic.
She dragged the monster to a water source, gutted it, and directed the two smaller monsters and the vines on her wrist to roast it, while she comfortably crossed her legs and swayed back and forth.
Every now and then, it would poke the water source with its hand, and the hundreds of thousands of years old demon beast in the water, comparable to the Nascent Soul stage, would tremble and pretend to be dead at the bottom of the water.
"Come out and let's fight."
"I absolutely won't eat you." The little dumpling softened, coaxing the Nascent Soul stage demon beast with his childish voice.
Nascent Soul stage demon beast: ...
I don't believe you for a second.
Ever since this little devil started coming to this forest to pick toothpicks, countless Nascent Soul stage demon beasts have become her food.
I pretended to be dead, I pretended to be dead, I just wouldn't go out.
This little pink dumpling doesn't seem to have a high cultivation level, only at the late Nascent Soul stage, but its combat power is extremely fierce, even surpassing that of a Nascent Soul stage demon beast.
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