He held a sound transmission note tightly in his right hand. As soon as he opened it, a sharp female voice came over.

"Tianyu! You are so bold that you dare to give the things I gave you to others! Do you have your eyes on some new female cultivator? Do you know what you are doing down the mountain? Come back quickly, or I will make you suffer!"

Hearing Jinglan's furious voice, Tianyu subconsciously shrank his neck. Seeing one sound transmission note after another appearing in front of him, Tianyu hurriedly took out the short flute and explained carefully.

…

Two days later.

The green wood vine has been completely refined by Sheng He, leaving only a dry branch.

Sheng He took a deep breath and carefully felt the changes in his dantian. The tempered wood spirit root emitted a crystal green light, which made the four spirit roots around it look particularly dim.

After refining the green wood vine, unlike before when he could not feel any elemental fluctuations at all after his spiritual roots were replaced, Sheng He can now clearly feel the closeness of the wood element in the air to him.

Moreover, the spiritual power contained in the green wood vine was so powerful that it actually raised her to a higher level. She was now in the middle stage of Qi training.

Sheng He was very satisfied with the result. He waved his hand and put the dead branch in front of him into the storage ring.

After all, in her previous life, Zhao Yanran spent a lot of effort to obtain the thousand-year-old green vine in the Jingyue Secret Realm. How could she not make good use of it?

Sheng He stretched his body and walked out of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he heard a noise on the deck. When Sheng He got closer, he found that it was Zhao Yanran who had already drawn the Qi into her body.

"Junior Sister Yanran, it's only been two days, and there's no elder to teach you. How did you manage to draw the Qi into your body? Please teach us."

"Yes, yes, Junior Sister Yanran, we also want to learn. Junior Sister Yanran is beautiful and kind-hearted, so she will definitely not refuse, right?"

"Go away, Junior Sister Yanran is so talented, how can we compare to her? By the way, Junior Sister Yanran, which Immortal Master do you want to worship?"

A large group of people surrounded Zhao Yanran and talked to her at the same time. It was obvious that Zhao Yanran was enjoying this occasion very much.

Her cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head with a gentle smile on her face: "Alas, I'm not as powerful as you say. I just suddenly felt a lot of fire elements in the air approaching me last night, and this morning I inexplicably drew the energy into my body."

"As for which Immortal Master I should worship..." Zhao Yanran shyly shook her head, "How dare I have so many ambitions? I will be very happy as long as I can become an inner sect disciple."

The man who had been standing beside Zhao Yanran patted her on the shoulder, his face full of righteousness: "Yanran, don't say that. With your talent, you will definitely be able to worship Xuanxiao Xianzun, the world's number one sword cultivator, as your master."

Sheng He recognized at a glance that the person who spoke was Wu Yan, one of Zhao Yanran's most loyal lackeys in her previous life.

He also played a role in forcing Sheng He to hand over the gold and stone on Xiaoxiang Terrace.

Sheng He took out his little notebook and wrote down another name, then quietly moved away from the group of people.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Sheng? I haven't seen you in the past few days. Come over here and listen. Junior Sister Yanran has already drawn Qi into her body!"

A sharp-eyed girl immediately noticed Sheng He outside the crowd and half-pulled and half-dragged her in front of Zhao Yanran.

After all, she is still just a child. Facing the flattery of her peers, although Zhao Yanran tried her best to conceal it, there was still a hint of complacency and pride in her eyes.

Zhao Yanran's smile froze on her face until she saw Sheng He standing in front of her. She remembered that when she replaced her spiritual roots, Sheng He had already entered the Qi Refining Stage.

But at that time the system said that Sheng He was seriously injured and her face might not be visible.

The reason she mocked Sheng He two days ago was to test whether Sheng He recognized her. Judging from Sheng He's reaction at that time, he probably did not recognize her.

But for some reason, when Zhao Yanran looked at Sheng He's clear eyes, she always felt that there was something bad going on in them.

Sure enough, under Zhao Yanran's anxious gaze, Sheng He opened his mouth in surprise and said, "Junior Sister Zhao is so amazing. She actually drew the Qi into her body so quickly. She really deserves to be a single spiritual root!"

"That's right, do you think a useless person like you with five spiritual roots can compare to him?"

Wu Yan rolled his eyes at Sheng He. He had noticed since the day before yesterday when he first boarded the flying boat that Junior Sister Yanran seemed to particularly dislike this country bumpkin Sheng He.

Junior Sister Yanran is such a gentle and kind person, she even speaks softly, but when she meets Sheng He, she says such harsh words.

What does this mean?

This only shows that Sheng He is not a good person!

He must protect Junior Sister Yanran and not let her be harmed by evil people.

Thinking of this, Wu Yan immediately looked at Sheng He with a little more caution in his eyes.

Zhao Yanran smiled reluctantly. For some reason, she always felt that there was something else behind Sheng He's words.

It is obviously the same spiritual root, but in Sheng He's body it is a mutated fire spiritual root, but after being transferred to her body it becomes an ordinary single spiritual root.

Although he also has excellent talent, he is still a step behind.

Especially, her cultivation is now worse than Sheng He's.

Zhao Yanran gently tugged at Wu Yan's sleeve. Wu Yan turned around and saw Junior Sister Yanran with a pale face, and immediately became displeased.

It’s all because of Sheng He. Junior Sister Yanran was fine just now, but as soon as she came, she made Junior Sister unhappy.

Wu Yan frowned and was about to say something when he suddenly heard Brother Fang say "Huh".

Fang Mingxuan was also one of the disciples responsible for recruiting students for Qingyun Sect this time. Although he was only an outer disciple, he had a cheerful and informal personality, so he became friends with these new disciples in just two days.

After hearing what Senior Brother Fang said, everyone fell silent.

Senior Brother Fang looked Sheng He up and down, his face full of shock: "You are already in the middle stage of Qi training?"

There was a sudden sound of gasps all around.

"Middle stage of Qi training!"

"Isn't she a good-for-nothing with five spiritual roots? How come she is cultivating faster than Junior Sister Yanran?"

"Does she really have five spiritual roots? Wow, I also want five spiritual roots like this."

Hearing the envious voices of the people around her, Zhao Yanran's face turned even paler.

Why, all this should belong to her, why was it snatched away by Sheng He?

Zhao Yanran dug her nails into her palms and kept comforting herself, it's okay, it's just the middle stage of Qi training, Sheng He only has five spiritual roots, even if his cultivation is higher than hers now, so what, once she enters Jianfeng and becomes a disciple of Xuanxiao Immortal Venerable, she will definitely surpass Sheng He soon.

By then, Sheng He would be at most an outer disciple, and he might only be in the middle stage of Qi training in this life.

Zhao Yanran tried hard to calm herself down, but her eyes were still tainted with resentment when she looked at Sheng He.