The Yuntian Sect is the number one sect in the cultivation world. Although it is not as powerful as it was when Sect Master Yun was under Yan Qing's leadership, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse, and people still flock to it.
Yun Qing looked at the men and women queuing up to have their spiritual roots tested, her gaze searching carefully. She wondered if the two demonic cult spies she had seen in the water mirror were among them today.
Gu Changyuan was halfway through registering the names when he saw Yun Qing, and his eyes lit up. He handed the pen and register to Yun Hezhi, who was standing next to him.
"I remembered that I still had things to do, so I left the rest to my senior brother."
Yun Hezhi reached out to grab him, but couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes. She could only sigh and continue the registration process with a heavy heart. After all, he was the senior disciple of the Yuntian Sect, and with their father in seclusion, these matters should naturally be the responsibility of him, the young sect leader.
Xuanming only assigned Gu Changyuan to assist him because he saw that he was working hard.
After Xuanming entrusted some simple tasks to Gu Changyuan and found that he handled them very well, Gu Changyuan became his personal assistant. Gu Changyuan really wanted to shout to the heavens: He had only been a disciple for less than two months, Master, is this really the right thing to do?
But there was nothing he could do; Xuanming hadn't taken on any disciples before, and now he was the only one capable of getting things done.
If Gu Changyuan knew this, he would probably regret it. As the heir of the Gu family and a rare single spiritual root, he had been learning from his father since he was a young child. Simple sect affairs were not difficult for him, but he never expected that he would never have a moment's rest.
Yun Qing was wearing a pale yellow fairy dress today. Unlike the common styles in the cultivation world, the cuffs were narrowed and the length did not drag on the ground, making it perfect for a girl her age.
When Gu Changyuan was really growing taller, he was a whole head taller than Yun Qing.
A few days ago, he went for a stroll down the mountain with some of his fellow students and saw a pair of duck-shaped headdresses at a jewelry stall. They were fluffy and very cute, so he bought them on a whim.
Yunqing's attire today is quite fitting.
Yun Qing sat on a chair by the door, watching the senior sisters of Juying Hall test the spiritual roots of the newcomers. Suddenly, a shadow appeared behind her, and Yun Qing turned her head to look.
"Senior Brother Gu, instead of helping that person register, you've come here to slack off?"
Gu Changyuan suffered a heart attack; the things this girl said always managed to infuriate him. He was clearly giving her a gift, so how did it become slacking off? However, it would be a lie to say he hadn't secretly wanted to rest.
"Look what this is?" Gu Changyuan didn't respond to Yun Qing's teasing, but instead spread out the things in his hands.
"Wow! So cute!" The women sitting around the table were all drawn to the duck headband in Gu Changyuan's hand.
Yun Qing was overjoyed. Although Yun Wanyan had given her many nice things, this was the first time she had received a gift from someone her own age.
"Put it on for me!" She had her hair styled in two buns today, so it would be easy to just stick it on.
"Alright, take a look for yourself."
Yun Qing took out a small mirror from her bosom and admired herself for a long time.
The senior female students next to her were amused by her cute appearance, and their eyes darted back and forth between her and Gu Changyuan, which confused Yun Qing. Gu Changyuan, on the other hand, blushed a little.
The atmosphere here was harmonious, with cheerful laughter occasionally breaking the silence. Not far away, the three members of Baiyun Peak were gathered together, their expressions solemn.
"Senior brother, have you found the person I asked you to find?"
"We found someone, but they're not willing to do it."
"Huh?" Yun Helan's face fell. "Why? Didn't you give me enough spirit stones?"
"Of course not." Xiao Lefeng was also very angry when he mentioned this. It was not easy to find people in the Demonic Sect. He had gone through a lot of trouble to find one.
"They say that our Yuntian Sect is currently holding its entrance ceremony, the most important time of the year. What if he really cooperates with us and disrupts the ceremony, and the elders kill him on the spot in a fit of anger?"
Xu Chengyun nodded: "Their concerns are reasonable."
"What kind of logic is that? You're such a coward!" Yun Helan was furious.
But then she smiled again, thinking of something: "Luckily I have a backup plan, otherwise, with you two good-for-nothings, when would we ever get our revenge?"
Faced with Yun Helan's mockery, Xu Chengyun and Xiao Lefeng lowered their heads and remained silent, only their tightly clenched fists revealing the turmoil in their hearts.
Yun Qing was chatting with several senior sisters when she saw the three men plotting something in the distance, so she made an excuse and left.
Yun Helan is shallow. Her so-called backup plan is nothing more than to slander Yun Qing from the perspective of filial piety. She has Liu Ruyan dress up as if she is poor and destitute and accuse Yun Qing of stealing money from the family and running away from home.
Yun Qing naturally saw all of this in the water mirror.
Liu Ruyan didn't have any other skills; she only knew how to embroider and identify medicinal herbs. Yun Qing could easily guess where she was now—it was none other than the Zhao Family Medical Clinic.
In the afternoon, the sun gradually set.
All the spiritual roots of those who came to Yuntian Sect to register were tested. Those who did not meet the requirements received a set of spirit stones and left, while the rest advanced to the next round.
Just then, a woman dressed in tattered clothes arrived at the sect.
The disciples present could tell at a glance that she had no spiritual roots, so they stepped forward and asked, "Madam, we do not accept mortals here. May I ask what brings you here?"
Liu Ruyan's eyes showed a hint of guilt. She hadn't wanted to come, but Yun Helan had forced her, leaving her with no other choice.
Hearing the question, she answered softly, "I've come to find my daughter."
"Your daughter?"
“That’s right.” As if she had convinced herself, Liu Ruyan’s voice rose a little: “It’s my daughter. I heard she’s here.”
"Excuse me for asking, what's your daughter's name? Is she a disciple of the Yuntian Sect, or is she just here to register?"
"Ahem." Liu Ruyan coughed. "Her name is Yun Qing. I heard from someone that she is here."
"Yun Qing? Isn't she an orphan? When did she suddenly have a mother?" Yun Helan suddenly walked out from the corner, as if she had been waiting for this moment.
Her tone was very exaggerated, and she looked shocked.
Unfortunately, the other party involved was not present; Yun Qing was currently at Ziyun Peak.
"Do you want the kinship ritual?" Yun Wanyan asked again.
“That’s right. I’ve heard that our master once created a kinship instrument that can confirm blood relations. I suppose it should be in your possession now. May I borrow it?”
Sect Master Yun did indeed possess such a thing. He was an all-around talent, proficient in swordsmanship, weapon crafting, and talisman drawing. While living in the mortal realm, he created this contraption at the invitation of a friend.
In the cultivation world, it is rare for bloodlines to be confused, and there are many methods to confirm them. Therefore, the kinship test was gradually sealed away in a warehouse and never saw the light of day.
"The item is in the warehouse. Of course, I can give it to you, but I need to know what you need it for."
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