Sword Sect Little Demon Child, Three and a Half Years Old and Extremely Fierce

That afternoon:

The main peak of Tianjian Sect is the stone platform of the cafeteria.

The senior disciples convened the first seminar of the Heavenly Sword Sect: "How to raise a junior sister with a chaotic spiritual root in poverty".

Attendees: All disciples of the sect.

Meeting chair: Shen Qingchen.

Meeting minutes: Gu Chenguang.

Meeting topic: Where will the money come from?

Shen Qingchen, as the chief disciple, spoke first: "The fact that Junior Sister has a Chaos Spiritual Root must be kept secret."

Su Ning raised his hand: "I agree! If the sects outside find out about this, they'll fight tooth and nail to get their hands on it."

Yan Chuan: "What I fear most is that someone doesn't want this genius to come from my Heavenly Sword Sect and will secretly sabotage him."

Murong Zhuo: "Therefore we must keep a low profile, keep a low profile, and keep a low profile even more."

Gu Chenguang had already written it in his notebook:

Confidentiality Agreement:

——1. I'd rather die than tell.

——2. I won't talk even if you beat me to death.

——3. Even if it means dying, I won't say it.

Shen Qingchen looked at me: "From today onwards, in front of outsiders, you are just an ordinary person with five spiritual roots."

I nodded: "Understood."

He then looked at everyone and said, "Internally, we should conserve resources as much as possible."

Suning raised his hand: "What should I do if I can't afford the Peiyuan Pill?"

silence.

Yan Chuan tentatively suggested, "How about... we start with body training?"

Murong Zhuo's eyes lit up: "That's right! Body tempering can also strengthen the body's foundation! It's slow, but it doesn't cost any money!"

Gu Chenguang jotted down in his notebook: "Body cultivation beginner, cost is 0."

Shen Qingchen nodded: "Let's do it this way."

then.

The first "Frowning" Conference of the Heavenly Sword Sect has concluded successfully.

Core Decision:

I don't have the money to buy Peiyuan Pills.

Therefore, physical training is essential.

..............................

The next day

Thus began my miserable journey of body tempering.

At dawn, before daybreak, the senior students were already waiting on the platform.

Su Ning handed me a wooden sword: "Use this first."

I took the sword lightly: "What are we practicing today?"

Murong Zhuo: "Stand in a horse stance."

I got a puncture.

Fifteen minutes later, my legs started to shake.

Fifteen minutes later, my legs looked like two noodles.

Three-quarters of an hour later, I began to doubt whether my legs were still mine.

Su Ning, standing nearby, said, "Hang in there! The first step for a swordsman is to stay steady!"

Yan Chuan: "If the foundation is not solid, the ground will shake!"

Murong Zhuo: "No pain, no gain!"

Gu Chenguang took out his notebook and began to take notes diligently:

Junior Sister's Horse Stance:

Duration: 45 minutes

—Status: Near Death

—Note: Can we still persevere?

Me: "...I hate you."

Gu Chenguang didn't even look up: "I'll practice even if it kills me!"

........................

in the afternoon.

Shen Qingchen taught sword techniques.

There is only one action.

prick.

He was stabbed a hundred times.

My hands are shaking.

My legs are shaking.

I was shaking all over.

Shen Qingchen said expressionlessly, "Stab me a thousand more times."

Me: "Senior Brother."

"Um?"

Did you practice like this when you were a kid?

"Um."

"How many years have you been training?"

He thought for a moment: "One hundred and ten years."

My pupils dilated in shock: "Were you born into this competitive environment?"

He nodded: "They started pricking me when I was one year old, clutching a tree root."

I shut up.

Continue stabbing.

After pricking him a thousand times, the sun set.

I collapsed onto the rock, feeling like a rag that had been squeezed dry.

But oddly enough.

I'm very tired.

But I felt very at ease.

...........................

night.

Take a medicinal bath.

Gu Chenguang carried in a large wooden bucket.

The bucket contained dark brown water, steaming and emitting an indescribable odor.

I covered my nose: "What is this?"

Gu Chenguang explained earnestly: "Body-strengthening medicinal bath. The recipe was copied by the Grand Elder from the Yuling Sect. It was originally for strengthening the muscles and bones of spirit beasts, but it is also effective for Qi Refining stage cultivators. Its main selling point is that it is cheap and easy to use."

I stared silently at the bucket of water.

A few suspicious whiskers floated in the water.

There was also something that looked like a scale.

Gu Chenguang pulled out a small notebook: "Medicinal bath cost: 100 low-grade spirit stones. Inventory balance: 5000."

I sighed.

Take off your shoes and go inside.

then……

"vomit--!"

I vomited while clinging to the edge of the bucket, tears and snot streaming down my face, the stench so strong it felt like my soul was leaving my body.

Su Ning pinched his nose and peeked out of the cave entrance: "Junior Sister, is this your first time going to a bar?"

Yan Chuan: "Mm."

Murong Zhuo: "You'll get used to it."

Shen Qingchen passed by, silently slipped me a piece of candy, and then walked away quickly without changing his expression.

I was soaking in the medicine, my eyes brimming with tears.

Is this... the necessary path to becoming a genius?

This smell is so strong, even a genius would vomit.

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three days later.

I entered the middle stage of Qi Refining in one fell swoop.

But the senior disciples looked at the thinning spiritual energy around them with complicated expressions.

Su Ning exclaimed, "The cultivation speed of a Chaos Spiritual Root... is truly terrifying."

Yan Chuan nodded: "Reaching the mid-stage of Qi Refining in three days, even Senior Brother couldn't have done that back then, right?"

Shen Qingchen calmly replied, "It took me three months back then."

Murong Zhuo sighed, "Isn't this the difference between a genius and a daughter of Heaven?"

Gu Chenguang said with concern, "But the consumption of spiritual energy is also terrifying. If we continue cultivating, we will have to set up a spirit-gathering array."

Shen Qingchen became serious: "Junior Sister, you must control your cultivation speed."

Me: "Why? Isn't it better to hurry?"

Shen Qingchen: "Fast is good, but too fast. If your foundation isn't solid, you're prone to qi deviation. Besides, your cultivation is improving too quickly, which will attract attention."

Me: "Oh."

Shen Qingchen: "From today onwards, you may only cultivate for two hours each day. The remaining time shall be used to consolidate your cultivation, strengthen your body, and practice your sword."

Me: "...Okay."

The troubles of geniuses: they can't cultivate too quickly.

Ugh.

..............................

So, my daily routine became:

—Morning: Horse stance, sword practice, and running.

—Noon: Two hours of cultivation (strictly timed by my senior brothers).

Afternoon: Soaking in a medicinal bath (smelly), learning to read (difficult), listening to senior brothers talk about common knowledge in the cultivation world (interesting).

—Evening: Consolidate your cultivation and sleep.

Although it was tough, it was very fulfilling.

And my senior classmates are really good to me.

Suning combs my hair every day, though her combing is crooked and she often pulls out a few strands of my hair.

Yan Chuan cooks delicious food for me every day. Although the staple food is always steamed buns, he steams them in different ways: square, round, triangular, and even rabbit-shaped ones.

Murong Zhuo taught me to read every day. His handwriting was as beautiful as he was, which made my handwriting look even worse, like a dog's scribbles.

Gu Chenguang prepares a medicinal bath for me every day. Although the bath smells terrible, he always sprinkles some flower petals in it, saying, "It will smell nicer this way." As a result, the smell is mixed with fragrance, making it even more unpleasant.

Shen Qingchen supervised my cultivation every day with meticulous care, but he would also quietly hand me a piece of candy when I was tired.

I bought it down the mountain; it was the cheapest kind. It was so hard it could break your teeth, but it was very sweet.

I'm growing to love this place more and more.

I like this sect that's dirt poor but warm.

I like these senior students whose clothes are worn out but whose eyes are bright.

They even started to think that living in a cave was quite nice, as it was warm in winter and cool in summer.

The steamed buns were also quite fragrant and filling.

Medicated bath... well, medicated baths still smell bad, but it feels really comfortable after soaking in one, and your whole body feels relaxed.