Junior Sister must ascend this time!

At this moment, Yun Qing was as helpless as a man, because she didn't know how to comfort people, she could only scold them.

She sat down opposite Yan Li. "You are the first master I ever took as my teacher, you're number one in my lineage. And I came to find you very early this morning, I haven't even visited the other masters yet."

Upon hearing "first place," Yan Li couldn't help but smile. He cleared his throat twice. "Alright, stop joking. You became my disciple yesterday, and you've come so early today; you must have a reason, right?"

Yun Qing chuckled somewhat guiltily, "I still couldn't hide it from Master."

She explained her decision to mutate her dual metal and wood spiritual roots into a lightning spiritual root in detail.

"So I wanted to borrow the power of lightning when I was building my foundation, but heavenly lightning is hard to attract, so I thought of the Thunder Pool. Moreover, you are the only one in the entire Chengtian Sect with a lightning spiritual root, so I need your guidance."

After hearing this, Yan Li slammed his hand on the table, sending the teacup flying. "If you want to die, I can help you by killing you with a single sword stroke! No need for all that trouble!"

"Do you know how dangerous spiritual root mutation is? A slight misstep can turn you into a cripple, unable to cultivate anymore. And you even borrowed the power of lightning? Aren't you afraid of being struck down and reduced to ashes?!"

Yun Qing wanted to say that this wasn't the first time she'd been killed by a lightning bolt, but knowing that Yan Li was genuinely worried about her getting hurt, she spoke up instead:

"Master, I know you're worried about me. But our cultivation is inherently defying the heavens. If we stop progressing because of fear, then why are we even on this path?"

"Master, when you were enduring hardship while tempering your lightning spiritual root, did you never think of giving up? When you were tormented by the power of lightning, did you ever think of quitting?"

Yan Li fell silent. No one in the entire Central Continent dared to offend him easily, all because of his Mahayana stage cultivation and the strongest attack power of his lightning spiritual root.

Yes, if he had even once thought of giving up in the past hundred years, he wouldn't have made it this far.

From a young age, his lightning spiritual root was unstable. When he was emotionally agitated, the surrounding spiritual energy would go berserk and electric arcs would fly around his body. Anyone who got close to him would be accidentally injured.

Therefore, he had no friends, and his family did not want to be close to him; they said he was punished by heaven.

Later, he was brought back to Chengtian Sect, where he needed to soak in the Thunder Pool every day to strengthen his Thunder Spirit Root. He often fainted from the pain, but would continue soaking after waking up.

Because he possessed a lightning spiritual root, the power of his tribulation was more than twice that of other cultivators. Each breakthrough was a life-or-death battle.

He persevered, and that's why he became stronger.

As a master, if I cannot help my disciple, I cannot stop her from pursuing strength.

The path to immortality is fraught with peril, and he will risk his life to protect her.

Finally, Yan Li sighed and took out a deep purple bead from his sleeve, placing it in Yun Qing's palm.

"This is a lightning-attracting pearl. When you hold it in your mouth during the foundation-building process, it will actively attract heavenly lightning and guide its direction, preventing it from running amok and damaging your heart meridian."

Yun Qing knew that Yan Li had agreed, and happily accepted the Lightning-Attracting Pearl. "Thank you, Master! I knew Master was the best!"

Yan Li righted the teacup that had just been knocked over, poured another cup of tea, and said, "Hmph, don't be in such a hurry to thank me. Starting tomorrow, come to Lei Chi and soak for two hours every day. Let's see if you can keep it up for three days."

Yun Qing also picked up a teacup and handed it to Yan Li, saying, "I understand, Master. I will do it, no matter how difficult it is!"

Yan Li glanced at her, then poured her a cup. "Drink this and get out. Aren't you going to see the other masters? I'm used to being alone. You can go now."

Yun Qing: …………Here we go again.

"I will come to visit you often. But Master, could you...?"

Yan Li leaned back and hugged herself. "What else do you want? I really have nothing left."

Yun Qing smiled ingratiatingly, "Master doesn't expect me to come every day. You know Qingyun Peak is far from here, and I don't know how to fly on a sword, so a lot of time is wasted on the journey. So... Master, how about giving me a flying artifact?"

After saying that, she blinked and looked at Yan Li.

Yan Li desperately wanted to back out. What kind of disciple had he taken on?! Not only was he courting death, but he was also going to rip him off completely!

But he still shouted upwards, "Chatterbox, come down here!"

While Yun Qing was still trying to understand what "chatterbox" meant, an unidentified object resembling a cloud flew down from above Yan Li.

It flew too fast and almost couldn't stop, feeding Yan Li a mouthful of hair.

Because it looked so much like a cloud, Yun Qing sat below it for a long time without noticing its presence.

Yan Li expressionlessly spat out the feather from his mouth and said calmly, "I made this to play with before. Now that I don't need external help to fly, you can use it."

Yun Qing stood up and looked around at the flying magical artifact. Its design was quite unique. She had already begun to imagine herself sitting on it and striking lightning downwards, and she could also pretend to be a calamity cloud to scare people.

"Master, but why is it called 'Chatterbox'?"

Yan Li's eyes darted around, and he urged, "Hurry up and form a contract with it. Once you've done that, get out of here, or I might change my mind."

Yun Qing said "Oh," without thinking too much, and bit her fingertip, letting a drop of blood drip onto it.

A flash of inspiration led to the contract.

The next second, the chatterbox flew to her feet and then "whoosh," carrying her away.

Yan Li breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting rid of the "gossipy one"!

He originally wanted a cool effect, which is why he designed it this way. However, during the production process, he thought that Tianji Peak was too quiet, so he used some magic to make it talk.

As a result... I used too much force...

On the other side, after flying out of Tianji Peak, Yun Qing understood why her master's eyes had looked so impatient when she made the contract.

This flying magical artifact can not only talk, but it also keeps chattering away!

"You're my new master? You're passable in appearance, but your cultivation level is too low."

"Can't you focus on your cultivation? It's too embarrassing to take someone at the Qi Refining stage like you out in public."

At first, she thought it was simply looking down on her, but later she realized it was looking down on everyone equally...

"I've really had enough of Yan Li's deadpan face. If it weren't for his high cultivation level, I would have dumped him long ago."

"You know what? Once he got drunk and insisted I carry him and fly, but he lost his footing and 'thud!' he fell flat on his face. Isn't that hilarious?"

Yun Qing: …It's a miracle you've survived this long. Yan Li is still too good-natured; she really wants to dismantle it and throw it into the refining furnace to rebuild it.

"Hey! There's a flashy, ugly thing flying over on a sword ahead."

Hearing this, Yun Qing took a closer look.

It is Si Mingche.

Unaware of what was happening, Si Mingche grinned and waved at Yun Qing, "Junior Sister, I've finally found you!"