After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 1 The Ninth Generation

In the dead of winter, heavy snow fell and the wind howled.

Old Liu wrapped his old clothes tighter around himself, feeling that life was truly difficult.

Their Immortal Sect has been declining day by day, and now they are almost at the point of starvation, so naturally they don't have any protective clothing to keep warm.

If this continues, the whole family might as well go out and beg for food. They can sit in a row and beg for fruit.

He sighed, about to go out and make some connections, when he suddenly noticed something on the steps.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a baby's swaddling clothes!

Old Liu was shocked, a bad feeling creeping into his heart. When he saw that what was wrapped up was indeed an infant, his face darkened, and he put his hands on his hips and cursed loudly—

"Who would be so heartless as to abandon a child like that? In this freezing weather, isn't that suicidal?! Ugh!"

He was filled with impotent rage. Seeing the baby's body turning blue from the cold, its eyes closed and its breathing weak, he disregarded his own poverty and hunger, untied his outer garment, wrapped the baby tightly, and took it back to the sect.

"Uncle Liu, you're back... Ah, what are you holding?"

"Oh my god, how can there be a child!"

"Uncle Liu, you actually have an illegitimate child? I never knew you were still as virile as ever..."

"Bullshit! All of you shut up! I picked this little kid up outside the sect! I don't know which heartless devil gave birth to him and then abandoned him. May he be struck by lightning!"

"Let me see, it's a little girl. Is she unconscious?"

"what--"

Someone exclaimed, "She...she seems to have a defect!"

The girl's legs were clearly not right, especially below the calves, where the muscles looked atrophied and somewhat twisted.

Everyone was silent for a moment, then became even angrier—

"So they abandoned the child because he was disabled. What kind of parents are these? Bah!"

"What a crime."

very noisy……

Mo Jiuwei opened her eyes.

The cultivation technique she practices is called the "Nine Revolutions of Heaven and Earth Technique." It requires one to first cultivate to the Great Perfection, then reincarnate nine times and experience nine different lives. One cannot commit suicide to interrupt the process. Once it is successfully completed, one can ascend to heaven.

This technique is not only precious, but also extremely difficult to cultivate. Mo Jiuwei chose it because she knew that after cultivating it, she would become incredibly powerful, far surpassing other cultivators who had also ascended to immortality.

She has been reincarnated eight times so far, and only this last one is needed for her to ascend to immortality.

Those eight trials were full of twists and turns, leaving her somewhat exhausted. She hoped that in this life she could relax, eat and drink happily.

I wonder what kind of family I've been placed with this time?
The moment she opened her eyes, she was met with a face wrinkled like withered tree bark—

Ah, tree spirit!

Old Liu, who was getting closer to examine the baby, was puzzled.

Who made that childish voice?
He looked around and finally fixed his gaze on the baby.

There were only adults around, and this little baby was the only one, but... she could actually talk?
[No, it wasn't a tree spirit; it was actually an old man.]

[Wait... is this place really that poor? Looks like I'll be having a hard time finding a peaceful life in this lifetime.]

He didn't open his mouth!

But the tone did sound like something she would "say"!
While Old Man Liu was in shock, he didn't notice that the few remaining disciples of the Immortal Sect were also staring at the little baby as if they had seen a ghost, and they were all stunned for a while.

[So cold... So hungry...] This body seemed exceptionally weak, even her powerful soul was struggling to hold on.

These words instantly sobered Old Liu up. He didn't have time to think about why he heard such a strange sound. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Quick, get some food to feed the baby, and some clothes too. She was outside in the cold for a long time, and her body must be exhausted."

The others also came to their senses—

"Such a small baby can't eat anything else, can he only drink milk?"

"We don't have anyone here who can breastfeed her, right? Clothes are easy to find, just put her on the bed and cover her with a quilt."

"The cotton quilt is too thick and might weigh her down. Let's use my 'Bright Light Brocade' instead; it's the best for keeping warm."

"Senior Sister Ji, this is your only magic robe..."

"What's the use of keeping a robe? Let's save the child's life first."

"I've got it! Humans may not have milk, but deer do! The spirit deer in the Yu family's village in the city gave birth to a fawn a little over a month ago, so its milk will definitely be usable!"

"Then go borrow some quickly, and remember to come back soon!"

"The child's face is all blue from the cold. Let me transfer some spiritual energy to her so she doesn't die."

"You need to slow down. She's too young. Her body might not be able to handle too much spiritual energy."

"I know it will come little by little."

"Then I'll make her a dress... but it seems there's no new fabric. I'll go find an old one."

"Senior Sister Chen, please use mine. Although this dress isn't new, it's very soft and suitable for a little baby to wear next to the skin."

"I'll give her some warm water, just to fill her stomach first."

As Mo Jiuwei listened to the sounds of everyone bustling around her, a warm feeling washed over her.

Although she started this life in poverty, at least the people around her were kind and loving, and this warmth seemed to be greater than in her previous lives.

Relieved, Mo Jiuwei felt drowsy and fell asleep.

When I woke up, all I heard was arguing.

"You owe us crystals and you won't pay them back? Bah! Your Immortal Sect is a den of snakes and rats! Why don't you just close down your sect? You're just occupying our mountain gate for nothing, aren't you ashamed of yourselves?"

"Fellow Daoist Zheng! Please have mercy on us. We will definitely repay the two hundred crystal stones we owe you, but the agreed time hasn't arrived yet, so why do you..."

"I can get my borrowed money back whenever I want! I don't care if you sell off your assets or rob Peter to pay Paul, I'm getting my crystals back today!"

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, why are you being so aggressive! When our Immortal Sect was still able to survive, you often came to ask us for talismans and talisman paper, and we never asked you for any spirit stones out of consideration for our friendship..."

"Times have changed. Back then, you didn't ask me for anything, so I didn't owe you anything. But now that I'm asking, you have to pay me back!"

"you!"

"Xiao Lan! Stop talking. Fellow Daoist Zheng, it's not that we don't want to pay, it's just that we're short on cash right now. Please give us a few more days..."

[What's going on? A dignified sect can't even pay back two hundred crystal stones?]

Mo Jiuwei was stunned.

When she had this thought, she didn't notice that the outside noise suddenly stopped, and then someone walked towards her bedside.

"Oh, the baby's awake."

A face as round as a silver plate, with a graceful and generous demeanor, came into view. Then, Mo Jiuwei felt her body lighten as she was pulled into someone's arms.

Holding Mo Jiuwei, Du Yue curiously examined her. The baby's eyes were round and bright like black grapes, clear and untouched by any dust.

(End of this chapter)