"You should know that staying here is not the wisest choice."
Seeing Su Xianrou's insistence, Chu Chang's brow furrowed. It was because of her daughter again.
An incompetent fool who could ruin everything.
Chu Xiyin finally realized that her mother had become a cripple and could no longer help her as before.
"This is my decision, you don't need to worry about it." Su Xianrou turned her head, not wanting to look at the man in front of her anymore.
"Fine, if that's the case, then you can continue to live here." Chu Chang said and turned to leave.
"Mother, what do we do now?" Chu Xiyin rushed forward after Chu Chang left, "When will the Old Ancestor come to pick us up?"
"She will not come to pick us up anymore." Su Xianrou stared into Chu Xiyin's eyes, "You can only rely on yourself now. Fuse with the Holy Blood, awaken your Innate Holy Body, and quickly enter the Spiritual Wheel Realm."
Chu Xiyin's eyes were filled with confusion. Rely on herself.
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"Master, when are we leaving?"
Chu Lingwei came to the backyard and stood in front of Bei Chenfeng, asking respectfully.
"In a few more days." Bei Chenfeng placed the spirit tea cup in his hand on the table and looked up at his young disciple, "Do you have any unfinished business here?"
Chu Lingwei's expression faltered, and she replied truthfully, "I want to see an old friend again."
"Go, let your senior brother accompany you."
"Thank you, Master."
With her master's approval, Chu Lingwei had no worries.
She went to her father's room.
"Father, I need to return to Xuanxin Sect. Is there anything you need me to bring out for you?"
Chu Ze was sitting in the spirit gathering formation, slowly opening his eyes. Seeing his daughter enter, he showed joy.
"Weiwei, I just felt a trace of spiritual energy."
"Congratulations, Father. Father will surely return to his peak condition." The condensation of spiritual power was better than any spiritual herb or immortal medicine.
Chu Ze seemed very excited. The spiritual energy that had dispersed slowly returned, giving her a glimmer of hope.
"Weiwei, what did you just say?"
"Father, I am returning to Xuanxin Sect."
Chu Ze's eyes turned serious. Xuanxin Sect was one of the five major sects of Xuantian Grand Courtyard, and not anyone could enter it at will.
"Don't worry, Father. Senior brother will accompany me." Her master must have guessed that she wanted to return to Xuanxin Sect, so he specifically asked senior brother to accompany her.
Chu Ze thought for a moment and said, "Weiwei, on your desk in your room, there is a withered plum blossom. It is the only thing your mother left behind. If possible, please bring it out."
Chu Lingwei recalled from her memory that there was indeed a dried plum branch in a wooden vase by her bedside.
"Okay, daughter will definitely bring it out." Chu Lingwei promised Chu Ze and returned to her room.
In her own room, Chu Lingwei's favorite thing to do was to lie by the window and watch people come and go on the street.
"Weiwei, are we going to Xuanxin Sect tonight?" Huan Mao jumped onto the windowsill, its golden pupils filled with excitement.
It was so happy to be able to cause trouble.
Feng Ming glanced at Huan Mao and snuggled into Chu Lingwei's arm, saying, "Weiwei, why don't we set Xuanxin Sect on fire? The fire I spew is Netherfire, which ordinary people cannot extinguish."
Huan Mao could already imagine Xuanxin Sect turning into a sea of flames, its tail wagging vigorously with excitement.
"I agree. Let's burn Xuanxin Sect to the ground for bullying Weiwei."
"You two, don't stir up trouble. You must listen to me tonight. Only act when I tell you to."
Chu Lingwei gently admonished the two little creatures. They became exceptionally excited when it came to causing trouble.
A flicker of disappointment flashed in Feng Ming's eyes. She thought Weiwei was going to seek revenge. "Weiwei, why don't we kill that bad guy right now? Why do we have to wait five years?"
Huan Mao was also very confused. Weiwei's master could directly eliminate those people, so why make things so troublesome?
"Killing someone is simple. What I want is to make them wish they were dead."
A cold glint flashed in Chu Lingwei's eyes. Death was a release for them, so why should she give them that release?
Feng Ming and Huan Mao exchanged glances, seemingly understanding yet not.
In the evening, Chu Lingwei disguised herself and quietly left the inn with the two little beasts.
Just as they exited the Xuanxin Sect marketplace, a slender figure blocked their path.
"Weiwei, why didn't you wait for Senior Brother?" Leng Xingzhi turned around, a gentle smile on his face and eyes as deep as moonlight.
This kind of Senior Brother inexplicably made Chu Lingwei's heart skip a beat.
"Senior Brother, I was worried about Senior Brother's cultivation." Chu Lingwei deliberately did not call him Senior Brother, and she hadn't expected him to be waiting for her here.
"It's fine, accompanying junior sister is more important."
Leng Xingzhi waved his hand, and the sword in his hand landed in front of Chu Lingwei. "Ride my flying sword."
"Okay."
Chu Lingwei jumped onto the flying sword with the two little beasts. Senior Brother's flying sword was plain on the outside, with no decorations, not even a trace of array formations.
If it weren't for the fact that it could easily bypass the Xuanxin Sect's sect formation, Chu Lingwei would have thought it was an ordinary magical artifact.
"Weiwei, this sword looks very similar to yours. Can your sword also enter and exit here freely?"
Huan Mao tilted its head, looking at Weiwei with confusion. Why hadn't she flown in on her sword last time?
Leng Xingzhi, standing in front, heard Huan Mao's words and his eyes flickered.
Huan Mao felt a chill down its spine, realizing it had been very close to death just now.
"Does it look very similar to my sword?" Chu Lingwei looked at Huan Mao in surprise. She saw it leap into her arms, trembling slightly. "What's wrong?"
Seeing Huan Mao like this, Chu Lingwei immediately became nervous. They had already entered Xuanxin Sect's territory. Had they been discovered so quickly?
"Junior sister, there's someone ahead."
Leng Xingzhi interrupted Huan Mao's explanation and reminded her softly.
Chu Lingwei immediately stood up and saw a disciple at the Spiritual Wheel Realm furtively moving towards Qingxin Peak.
Their goal was the same.
After Chu Ze left, Chu Lingwei was raised by Su Xianrou and lived on Qingxin Peak.
"He is Su Qian, Su Xianrou's disciple and her paternal nephew."
Chu Lingwei recognized this person. He had been in seclusion for a long time, was gloomy, and acted cruelly. He was very favored by Su Xianrou.
"Let's follow and see." This person's appearance here must be related to Su Xianrou.
Leng Xingzhi followed Chu Lingwei behind Su Qian. They saw that he ran up the mountain rapidly without using any flying magical artifacts.
"Not using spiritual energy or magical artifacts can better hide spiritual things on one's person."
Leng Xingzhi looked at the items in Su Qian's storage bag and explained to Chu Lingwei.
Chu Lingwei chuckled. She was even more curious about what good things Su Qian was bringing to Su Xianrou.