"Dao Tian" is an incredible and miraculous cultivation method, said to have been born from Pangu's creation of the world. Cultivation is not limited by the quality of one's spiritual roots; as long as one is not naturally foolish or lazy, one can use "Dao Tian" to become a great power, create extraordinary feats, and achieve unprecedented feats.
Wielding the heaven-defying cultivation technique "Dao Tian," Huang Yanheng, possessing five spiritual roots, saw her cultivation level soar like a rocket, leaving her peers far behind. To be honest, Huang Yanheng, having obtained "Dao Tian" by chance, should be extremely grateful to the original owner of this body.
The original owner, wanting to vent his anger, readily agreed to Huang Yanheng's request for guidance. Unexpectedly, instead of venting his anger, he invited trouble, and for the first time ever, the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment was defeated by his junior sister who was only at the initial stage of Foundation Establishment.
Following the crowd's tales, Huang Yanheng has longed for the secluded Qingyou Cave on Pingjue Peak for years, yearning for it day and night. Now, unable to bear it any longer, she pleads with the original owner, in the name of a victor seeking good fortune, to enter the cave and admire it.
The original owner was a cultivation idiot, completely clueless about the principles and methods of dealing with people. Feeling that as the senior sister and the defeated one, she couldn't refuse the small request of her junior sister Huang Yanheng, who was the victor, she opened the Qingyou Cave and invited everyone to go in together.
Like Grandma Liu visiting the Grand View Garden, she was overwhelmed and made a fool of herself. Huang Yanheng, much like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world before, had her eyes light up and her mouth agape as soon as she entered the secluded cave, touching everything with great interest. The original owner of this body was displeased but dared not speak up to stop her. Little did she know that Huang Yanheng's luck was off the charts; she accidentally touched a restriction and obtained the inheritance of the "Dao Tian".
Huang Yanheng obtained the "Dao Tian" but did not keep it to herself. Instead, she generously copied it down and made it public. The disciples of Qingyun Sect were deeply grateful to her, and the elders, remembering Huang Yanheng's selflessness, showered her with affection. With the support of thousands and the love of tens of thousands, Huang Yanheng, possessing both virtue and talent, was unparalleled in her popularity, seemingly overshadowing the original owner of this body.
Huang Yanheng's fan base plummeted after everyone discovered they couldn't cultivate the "Dao Tian" technique. As the saying goes, "a little kindness is appreciated, but excessive kindness breeds resentment," and many secretly harbored resentment towards Huang Yanheng, believing she was two-faced for not revealing the cultivation method of the "Dao Tian" technique to them.
Ji Xiaoxiao smirked, disdainful of Huang Yanheng's actions. Whether she meant well or not, Huang Yanheng was definitely going to be the villain. All her hard work was in vain; Awang was stir-frying rice cakes, and the foolish Huang Yanheng's image in Ji Xiaoxiao's mind plummeted.
Entering the secluded cave, Ji Xiaoxiao hurriedly followed Huang Yanheng's example, touching and feeling everything. In less than a day, she triggered the inheritance of the *Dao Tian*. A dazzling white light flashed, and one after another, profound, obscure, and difficult-to-understand scriptures poured forth, forcibly filling Ji Xiaoxiao's small head. The scriptures were like swords, meticulously carved to be etched into her heart, each strike penetrating to her very marrow.
The pain emanating from her soul left Ji Xiaoxiao at a loss for a solution. She howled, rolled around in agony, wishing she could bite her tongue and die. To protect itself, her body automatically fainted and fell into a deep sleep.
"Is this the price of stealing someone else's opportunity?" After being unconscious for three days and three nights, Ji Xiaoxiao woke up and couldn't help but complain, rubbing her forehead.
Embracing the spirit of Ah Q, who believed that "diligence is the path to the mountain of books and hard work is the boat to the boundless sea of learning," Ji Xiaoxiao slowly got up to prepare for cultivation. "Sigh, there's no point in saying more. In the world of cultivation, it's all about the survival of the fittest, where the strong are respected and can turn the world upside down. As long as my cultivation level goes up, can't I at least slap Huang Yanheng in the face?"
Upon closer examination, it made perfect sense. Ji Xiaoxiao smiled radiantly, like a fresh and vibrant daisy. As long as her cultivation level could overwhelm Huang Yanheng, Huang Yanheng would be completely at her mercy.
"Hahaha..." Ji Xiaoxiao laughed loudly, hands on her hips.
With a clear goal in mind, Ji Xiaoxiao immediately prepared to cultivate. Based on the original owner's memories and experiences, Ji Xiaoxiao made all the necessary preparations, sat cross-legged on the futon, her mind gradually calmed down, her breathing became slow, even, and rhythmic, and her whole body felt light and refreshed, like an eagle spreading its wings and soaring high, freely overlooking all things in heaven and earth.
"Senior Sister, Senior Sister Su, are you there? Yanheng needs to see you and asks you to come out and meet her." The shouts from outside grew louder and louder, disturbing Ji Xiaoxiao's concentration.
"Pfft." Ji Xiaoxiao frowned, nearly suffering a qi deviation, but fortunately she snapped out of her cultivation in time. Even so, she still suffered severe internal injuries, and coupled with her previous unhealed injuries, the pain worsened, causing Ji Xiaoxiao to spit out a mouthful of blood.
A fall into a pit, a gain in your wit.
Ji Xiaoxiao vowed that she would set up countless formations on Pingjue Peak in the future, including maze formations and killing formations, as she pleased. She would never be like the original owner of the body, who was foolishly disturbed again and again, causing her cultivation to go wrong and resulting in serious injuries.
After neatly cleaning the blood from the corner of her mouth and changing into perfectly intact clothes, Ji Xiaoxiao leisurely walked out of Qingyou Cave. At the summit of Pingjue Peak, Huang Yanheng paced impatiently, shouting at the top of her lungs towards Qingyou Cave every minute or two.
"Junior Sister Yanheng, have all your family members been killed innocently?" A hole appeared out of nowhere in the ground, and the warm sun poured down. Ji Xiaoxiao, backlit and with her expression indistinct, walked up the bluestone steps, like a goddess holding a scepter, dignified, noble, and inviolable.
Upon hearing Ji Xiaoxiao's insightful words, Huang Yanheng was stunned for a long time. She quickly straightened her chest, raised her proud head, and deliberately put on a pitiful look as if she had been bullied. "Senior Sister Su, how can you be so vicious as to curse my family for no reason?"
Ji Xiaoxiao wasn't afraid of Huang Yanheng's distortion of the truth and embellishment. She naturally lifted her last foot and leisurely left Qingyou Cave. With its master gone, Qingyou Cave closed automatically. Ji Xiaoxiao, who was staring intently at Huang Yanheng, didn't miss the fleeting anger and resentment in Huang Yanheng's eyes.
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