"Tsk! You have such a poor talent and yet you still want to learn to practice Taoism from others. If I were you, I would jump off the flying boat soon to avoid embarrassing myself in Qingyun Sect!"

Zhao Yanran folded her hands and looked down at Sheng He, but in this short while, many people came forward to make friends with her.

These people tried to guess what Zhao Yanran was thinking, and they all stood beside Zhao Yanran and looked at Sheng He with disdain.

A single fire spiritual root with unlimited prospects, and a fifth spiritual root that may not even be able to build a foundation. Anyone with a little bit of brains would know how to choose.

However, there were also many disciples on the flying boat who were also found to have the five spiritual roots. They had originally wanted to establish a good relationship with Zhao Yanran so that they would have someone to rely on in the future in Qingyun Sect. But when they heard what Zhao Yanran said, they all looked ashamed and stopped wanting to step forward to say hello.

Sheng He frowned. This didn't seem to have happened in her previous life. At that time, Zhao Yanran didn't even bother to give her a glance. She was busy making friends as soon as she got on the flying boat.

Sheng He only found out later that these people's favor seemed to be very important to Zhao Yanran.

But in this life... maybe it was because Sheng He killed the Golden Core Elder that made Zhao Yanran feel a sense of crisis, so she couldn't wait to exclude her.

Sheng He's expression did not change. She glanced at Tian Yu, who was pretending to be asleep with his eyes closed, inconspicuously. Sheng He had a deep impression of this elder Tian Yu.

He is the youngest elder of Qingyun Sect's Jianfeng, but also the most independent elder. When accepting disciples, he never considers their talent, but only his own mood and the character of the disciples.

Sheng He remembered that in his previous life, Elder Tianyu only had two disciples, one with dual spiritual roots of water and wood, and the other, like her, was a loser with only five spiritual roots. But later, these two disciples of his became well-known figures in the world of cultivation.

As far as Sheng He's current situation is concerned, entering Jianfeng and becoming a disciple of Elder Tianyu is her best choice.

Thinking of this, Sheng He calmed down, took the wooden sign handed by the young disciple and walked onto the flying boat. "It is not easy to cultivate immortality. Not only do you have to fight against the heavens and people, but you also have to fight against yourself. Although I am not talented, I hope to go as far as I can."

"Besides..." Sheng He carefully put the wooden sign into his sleeve, his face full of innocence, "Even if I really can't bear it and jump off the flying boat, Miss Zhao is so talented and kind-hearted, I'm sure she won't sit idly by, right?"

“Puff!”

Tianyu, who had been keeping his eyes closed and ignoring worldly affairs, suddenly laughed out loud, "Hahahaha! What you said makes sense, my friend. I'll be watching over you when the time comes, and I'll make sure she comes to rescue you!"

The eyes of the people around seemed to fall on Zhao Yanran. Zhao Yanran blushed. She didn't dare to be rude in front of the elders. She could only glare at Sheng He to express her dissatisfaction.

"Host, don't forget that your character is a gentle and considerate junior sister."

"System?" Zhao Yanran was a little surprised and asked in her heart, "Have you fully recovered?"

"Not yet, because the host overdrew too many points in exchange for Sheng He's spiritual roots, which caused me to fall into a deep sleep due to insufficient energy. The host must gain the favorability of others as soon as possible so that I can have the energy to make suggestions for the host."

The system's voice sounded a little tired. "It has been detected that Elder Tianyu of Qingyun Sect has dropped below the passing line in favor of the host. This is related to the initial impression of the host by the immortals of Qingyun Sect and whether the host can successfully become a disciple of Immortal Xuanxiao."

"Host, please raise Elder Tianyu's favorability immediately, otherwise you will be punished."

After the system finished speaking, it fell into a deep sleep again. Zhao Yanran's smile froze on her face. She thought the system was here to help her, but who knew it was so useless.

How come other people's systems are omnipotent, while I have to be punished just because I overdrew some points in advance and said a few random words?

Zhao Yanran gritted her teeth. When she thought that after entering Qingyun Sect, she would be able to worship Xuanxiao Xianzun, the world's number one swordsman, as her master, all the humiliations she suffered now would be nothing.

Zhao Yanran finally put on an apologetic expression, took off a white jade bracelet of excellent quality from her wrist, bent over and handed it to Sheng He: "I'm sorry, young lady, I just spoke my mind and didn't mean to make fun of you."

"Miss, you are right. The path of cultivating immortals is not easy. Talent does not determine everything. I was too happy at the moment and talked nonsense. This bracelet was given to me by my mother before I left home. I am giving it to you now. I just hope you can let bygones be bygones."

Zhao Yanran spoke sincerely and kept a low profile.

The people who were just dissatisfied with Zhao Yanran now calmed down and developed some favorable impressions towards her.

After all, embarking on the path of cultivating immortals means cutting off worldly ties, and it will be difficult to see relatives again in the future. The fact that Zhao Yanran took out the bracelet given by her mother shows her sincerity.

Even Elder Tianyu didn't expect Zhao Yanran to admit her mistake so smoothly. He raised his eyebrows at Zhao Yanran's sincere look.

Could it be that he was wrong? Was this little girl actually a kind and gentle person who could correct her mistakes?

Zhao Yanran breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the system report that Elder Tianyu's favorability was recovering.

It's just a broken bracelet, not worth much money.

It was Sheng He instead.

Zhao Yanran slightly raised the corners of her mouth and gave Sheng He a provocative expression at an angle that no one else could see.

She just didn't believe that Sheng He dared to take the bracelet.

As long as she accepted it, all the disciples of Qingyun Sect would know that Sheng He, a good-for-nothing with five spiritual roots, had been bullying his fellow disciples and acting aggressively before he even entered the sect.

When she becomes Master Xuanxiao's direct disciple, with just a little instruction, she can make Sheng He live a life worse than a dog in Qingyun Sect.

At this moment, everyone was looking at Sheng He. Some people who had just made friends with Zhao Yanran had already started to speak for her: "My dear girl, we are all from the same sect from now on. Junior Sister Zhao didn't mean it. You should stop caring about it."

"Yes, Junior Sister Yanran, you should take the bracelet back. If she is not satisfied, I can just give her my jade pendant instead."

As the man spoke, he casually took off the jade pendant from his waist and threw it to Sheng He: "Look, this was made by someone my father at great expense, it's very valuable! Stop clinging to Junior Sister Yanran."

Sheng He sneered in her heart. Wasn't she the victim? She hadn't said a word yet, but Zhao Yanran's words made her feel that she was being unreasonable.

Moreover, Sheng He looked at the complacent Zhao Yanran, who had no intention of admitting her mistake at all.

In that case, don't blame her for being rude.

Sheng He fumbled out a piece of hemp rope from her bag. She had casually pulled it out from the chicken coop to tie up her luggage when she left the village.

If Zhao Yanran can talk nonsense, so can she.