Wei Qinghe ignored him completely and summoned Little White directly.
The adorable little white tiger landed and instantly grew larger. With a roar, a majestic white tiger came into view.
"Is this a sacred beast?"
With a swift movement, the girl landed directly on the white tiger's back.
"Young Madam... no, Fellow Daoist Wei, are you leaving?"
Today, Wei Qinghe and Dai Xingyu, mother and son, have already broken off relations, so Wei Qinghe will certainly not stay in Nanfeng Sect.
When the disciples of Nanfeng Sect saw that Wei Qinghe was leaving, they all looked reluctant to part with her. Without Wei Qinghe supporting them, Nanfeng Sect would collapse in no time.
Wei Qinghe nodded slightly. Many disciples of the Nanfeng Sect were actually quite good. "Well, I'm leaving now. Take care."
Many disciples of the Nanfeng Sect stepped forward, showing no fear that the Sect Master's wife and Dai Xingyu were still there. "Let's go together."
"You're leaving too?" Wei Qinghe raised her eyebrows in surprise. She slowly lowered her eyes and said, "There will be a sword cultivator competition soon. Many sects will be recruiting disciples at that time. If you are interested, you can join us."
It's better to go to another sect than to stay in the Nanfeng Sect.
"Wei Qinghe, you little bitch, you can get out of here by yourself, but you actually tried to take away the disciples of Nanfeng Sect. Do you have no shame at all..." The sect leader's wife calmed down and spoke more clearly.
Wei Qinghe frowned slightly and lashed out with her whip, immediately knocking the sect leader's wife to the ground.
"Who's shameless here? My dowry is in the Qiankun bag. It's your incompetence that prevented you from taking it. And now you're so tactless. I don't mind making sure you can never speak again."
The sect leader's wife was immediately terrified, her body trembling uncontrollably. She dared not utter another sound, but her sinister gaze was like poison.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, we'll go with you." Many disciples of the Nanfeng Sect immediately took off their disciple robes, which represented the sect, and threw them hard on the ground.
"If they won't keep me here, there are plenty of other places that will!"
The group followed behind the white tiger and hurried down the mountain.
Although Nanfeng Sect was poor, it accepted all who came to recruit disciples, so it had quite a few disciples. Those who left with Wei Qinghe this time were all people with good talent and aptitude.
Wei Qinghe took out some spirit stones; she couldn't just take these people back to the Spirit Sect like this.
"Take these spirit stones and go to Zhuri City to participate in the Sword Cultivator Competition. Then, choose a sect that suits you."
After five years of her overt and covert guidance, these disciples have made great progress in their cultivation and their comprehension has also improved considerably. They will surely be able to enter a good sect if they participate in the Sword Cultivation Competition.
Everyone's eyes welled up with tears of gratitude; they had witnessed Wei Qinghe's dedication over the past five years.
Seeing Wei Qinghe's actions today, they realized that the gap between them and Wei Qinghe was too great, and they were not worthy to stay by Wei Qinghe's side.
But they can work hard and strive to repay Wei Qinghe in the future.
Wei Qinghe didn't know how to comfort everyone; having known each other for a while, she only hoped that things would be better for them in the future.
"I will also participate in the Sword Cultivation Competition. See you then."
Perhaps it was the news that they would see Wei Qinghe at the Sword Cultivator Competition that made everyone instantly look forward to it. "Fellow Daoist Wei, see you at the Sword Cultivator Competition."
Wei Qinghe watched everyone leave before stroking Xiaobai's head and saying, "Let's go back to the Spirit Sect too."
Xiao Bai gazed at the empty space before him and thought, "Although the Xingyu family of this generation is disgusting, these disciples are all flesh and blood."
Like a wild horse, Xiao Bai galloped freely towards the Lingzong sect.
"Master, let's go home!"
go home.
Wei Qinghe smiled knowingly, thinking to herself, "Grandmother, I'm sorry, but I don't want to wrong myself. Dai Xingyu is not worthy of making me feel wronged. If the Demon Realm is our family's mission, I am willing to accept it!"
The white tiger's figure flashed by swiftly and quickly disappeared.
A beautiful figure dressed in the robes of a Qingjian Sect disciple suddenly appeared. The woman had delicate features and a vermilion flower ornament on her forehead.
It was none other than the Azure Sword Sect's Glazed True Monarch.
The eyes of the Crystal Lady were full of disdain. She looked in the direction Wei Qinghe had left, and her lips curved into a mocking smile.
"It's truly unexpected that a small family could raise someone with such high cultivation. It's just a pity that they're so foolish, thinking that high cultivation means they can act recklessly and giving up on this high-class marriage."
At this point, the sinister and triumphant smile on Liuli Zhenjun's face deepened. "Very well, aren't you going to participate in the Sword Cultivator Competition? I'll show you what a true sword cultivator is!"
"Even after you die, the Nine-Leaf Snow Bud and the Heavenly Spider Silk will still be mine."
...
The rolling green hills seem to have fallen into the clouds, or perhaps the clouds and mountains are one.
The highest peak soars high, like the abode of celestial beings. Above this cloud-covered summit lies the Spirit Sect.
Lingzong is the number one immortal sect in the Tianyuan Continent.
A swift white tiger suddenly appeared at the gate of Ling Mountain, with a beautiful girl on its back.
"Who dares to trespass into the Spirit Sect!" The eight guardian disciples immediately appeared and surrounded Wei Qinghe.
"Senior brother, senior sister, it's me."
When Wei Qinghe saw her senior brother Lingzong again, her eyes reddened. It had been five years. She hadn't been able to come back for five years because she had promised her grandmother. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but that she didn't dare to.
She was afraid that if she came back, she wouldn't want to leave again.
"Junior Sister!"
When the eight disciples saw who it was, they were all pleasantly surprised, and some even had tears in their eyes.
"Junior Sister is back."
"Quickly send a message to the elders, Junior Sister is back, Junior Sister Qinghe is back."
"Junior Sister, where have you been for the past five years? Why haven't we heard a single word from you?"
"The elders are extremely worried..."
Several senior students surrounded Wei Qinghe as they walked, constantly expressing their longing and worry for her.
Looking at the familiar and caring faces, stepping on the familiar stone steps, and breathing in the spiritual energy-rich air of the Spirit Sect, Wei Qinghe truly felt that she had come home.
"Qinghe girl!" A booming voice came from within the sect, the voice preceding the person's arrival.
Immediately afterwards, an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in green, arrived on a sword.
The old man had a kind face and was none other than the Grand Elder of the Ling Sect.
The Grand Elder was the only one who knew where Wei Qinghe was. Back then, he had strongly opposed Wei Qinghe marrying Dai Xingyu, but Wei Qinghe's grandmother threatened to kill herself to stop him.
The Grand Elder descended on his sword, looking Wei Qinghe up and down with a worried expression. Only after confirming that Wei Qinghe was unharmed did he feel relieved.
"Elder."
Wei Qinghe was also very excited to see the Grand Elder again. When she was young, she was naughty and often went out with the unkempt Grand Elder to train.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..." The First Elder hesitated, but ultimately said nothing more, and simply welcomed Wei Qinghe back to Chaoxia Peak.
The senior brothers and sisters who escorted Wei Qinghe back to the sect also noticed the elder's hesitation, and they wisely kept quiet.
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