Her older sister should have been just as outstanding and eye-catching as her.
Although... my older sister is very strong now.
He is a rare genius in alchemy.
Song Tingwan nodded, her eyes full of smiles: "I believe in Ayao."
"But...you also know that nothing is more important than my sister."
Judging from what Sect Master Yan said, it seems that even passing the ninth level will not be easy.
Her watery eyes were filled with worry. Song Siyao raised her chin slightly. "Sister, trust me."
It looks like a proud little wolf with its chin held high.
So cute.
Song Tingwan couldn't help but indulge her, saying, "Fine, trust my strongest Ah Yao."
She imitated Qin Xiaoxi from yesterday, her voice like a gentle stream, drawn out and tender.
"Master, don't you believe in me and Aji?"
Baili Xijiang, who was standing to the side, silently crawled in front of her with a mournful expression, accusing and aggrieved.
It's a dragon, but it's incredibly silly.
Song Tingwan couldn't help but raise her hand and rub her little apprentice's head. "How could my apprentice not believe me?"
“And there’s Aji.”
She turned her gaze to comfort each of them, and when she got to her senior brothers and sisters, she happened to meet their eyes.
Meng Jinshu nodded coldly, while Lin Yuheng and another senior brother smiled and said, "We will do our best as well."
They roughly guessed that the thing was used to nourish the body.
She is a sister to Si Yao, and they are equally talented, but she is held back by this body, which is truly a pity.
As fellow disciples, if I could bring out the Heaven-Mending Bamboo for my junior sister and witness the birth of an extraordinary alchemist, wouldn't that be considered a meritorious deed?
Ahem, heaven and earth can bear witness, it's definitely not for those mountains of treasures.
As they chatted and laughed, the elders arrived, and the group was led deep into the back mountain, where the elders escorted them into the nine-story pagoda.
They disappeared for a very long time.
Song Tingwan then withdrew her worried gaze.
Let's go.
Qin Xi, who hadn't dared to disturb her, nodded and took her hand to comfort her tenderly: "Trust them. Although Baili Xijiang is an idiot, he seems to have a hidden identity. As for my sister and Aji, they are rare geniuses. And those three senior brothers and sisters are also very strong. With so many people going for the Heaven-Mending Bamboo, they will definitely be able to retrieve it!"
"Wan'er, to be honest, I really look forward to the day you recover."
Qin Xi tilted his head and imagined it all, feeling that it would definitely be a scene that would shock the world.
Her friends, Qin Xiaoxi's friends, are all the best!
Song Tingwan was taken aback upon hearing this, and slowly looked at the birds and beasts soaring in the sky, saying, "Yes, I'm looking forward to it too."
However… the identity of the junior apprentice…
Qin Xiaoxi didn't know, but she did.
Song Tingwan remained silent. What would she use to coax her then?
She had no more gold cards to give.
The troubled woman frowned slightly.
Sigh, I'm worried.
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One month later.
Nine-story pagoda.
Covered in blood, the three men, bearing the heavy pressure of the overwhelming spiritual energy, breathed heavily as they supported each other and gritted their teeth as they climbed upwards.
Just three more steps and I'll be on the ninth floor.
"puff--"
Unable to withstand such pressure, Baili Xijiang spat out a mouthful of blood and was instantly forced to the ground by the boundless and immense spiritual energy.
He couldn't even lift his face, blood slowly seeped from his body, and his once magnificent robes were now tattered, making him no longer the noble young master he once was.
Wan Qiji stared wide-eyed, frozen in place by the overwhelming pressure, unable even to breathe heavily, yet still trying to turn around to help him.
Song Siyao stood on the second-to-last step, struggling to adjust her breathing as she turned her head amidst the solidified spiritual energy.
Upon seeing Baili Xijiang's appearance, her pupils contracted slightly, and her clenched fists tightened.
But she cannot back down.
She closed her eyes, and the moment she made up her mind, she regretted it.
She tried to turn around, but Baili Xijiang's face was pressed to the ground, and he shook his head with difficulty, spitting blood.
"Don't...mind me!"
"ah--"
The disheveled boy took a deep breath, his chest heaving as he unleashed his full power.
As it roared in frustration, to the astonishment of the two men, incredibly hard black scales appeared all over its body, and dragon horns even sprouted from its forehead.
In an instant, the spiritual energy that had been pressing down on him eased slightly.
The half-dragon-like figure struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from his lips and gritting his teeth, "For Master..."
"I will definitely climb this tower!"
Having said that, Baili Xijiang looked at the two shocked people, his body covered in blood and his dark, gleaming dragon scales blending together. He forced a smile, lifted his leg under the pressure, and struggled upwards.
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