Junior Sister must ascend this time!

The disciples present were all stunned for a moment, then burst into deafening laughter.

Elder Zhao glared at them, and they immediately shut their mouths and dared not laugh, but their faces were all pursed up like monkey butts.

Yun Qing finally came out, saying, "Oh dear, I'm so sorry. That bucket of manure was really heavy, and I accidentally dropped it. I didn't expect you to be at the Spirit Beast Garden."

"But Elder Zhao, why are you standing here? This is the place where spirit beast excrement is collected. Could it be that you've condescended to investigate the cause of the spirit beasts' mass diarrhea? You are truly dedicated! It is our inner sect's good fortune to have an elder like you!"

Elder Zhao wanted to give Yun Qing a good scolding, but the excrement in his mouth prevented him from uttering a single word. He could only flick his sleeve forcefully and turn to leave.

That damned Yun Qing made him lose face in front of so many people. If he doesn't make her kneel down and beg for mercy, he's not Zhao!

After Elder Zhao left, Yun Qing whispered to the Golden-Winged Black Tiger, "Little darling, I'm leaving. Keep an eye on that place for me, I'll come back in a few days."

After hearing the whole story, the Golden-Winged Black Tiger was completely distraught. It was over; he was now utterly unable to escape this female demon.

But it dared not resist, so it could only nod obediently.

Life is tough for tigers!

Although Yun Qing only collected treasures today, she was still very tired. She floated towards the disciples' residence.

She walked there using muscle memory...

In her previous life, she lived on Yaoguang Peak. When she came to her senses, she saw someone sitting in "her" courtyard.

Her senior brother, the sect leader, Pu Hengzhi.

Yun Qing quickly hid, just then Pu Hengzhi's voice came, "Fushu."

Yun Qing was startled. Oh no! She'd been discovered? No way!

Just as Yun Qing was beginning to doubt herself, Pu Hengzhi's voice rang out again.

"It's good that I have your pet snowball to keep me company."

Yun Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he was talking to the Bai Ze cub that she had raised before her death.

Pu Hengzhi reached out and stroked it. "Snowball, isn't it funny? I'm going to hold a funeral for your master in a few days. Everyone says she's dead, but I don't believe it. But if I don't hold one, how can I explain it to the sect?"

Pu Hengzhi took a large gulp of wine. "It's my fault. It was so in the past, and it's so now. I couldn't protect my senior brothers and sisters before, and now that I've become the sect leader, even you've left me..."

Snowball lay lazily on the table, listening to Pu Hengzhi's rambling. Ever since Liu Fushu died, he had come to see it every day. At first, it would rub against him for comfort, but now...

Leave me alone, I want to sleep.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, it raised its little paws and tried to run away.

Pu Hengzhi quickly hugged it: "What's wrong?"

Snowball kept struggling, its round eyes fixed on a certain direction outside the yard.

Pu Hengzhi followed its gaze, but saw nothing.

He sighed and pulled Xue Tuan into his arms. "You also think she's not dead, right? Don't worry, I'll stay with you and wait for her to come back."

He paused, his tone changing, "I discovered a hidden formation at the place where she ascended. Her failed tribulation must have been sabotaged by someone. Will you come with me to investigate?"

Bai Ze then calmed down.

Yun Qing, standing outside the courtyard, was stunned, her mind buzzing. Her death wasn't an accident? So who could have committed such a heinous act?

However, she couldn't be discovered yet, so she took a deep look at Pu Hengzhi's back and quickly ran down the mountain when he wasn't paying attention.

Just as Yun Qing reached the foot of the mountain, a figure came towards her.

She couldn't help but complain inwardly, "Don't the people of Chengtian Sect sleep? Wandering around outside like idiots in the middle of the night..."

The newcomer was dressed in white, with a handsome face and a perfectly measured smile on his lips—any more would seem fake, any less would seem cold.

Oh, isn't this her eldest nephew, Pei Shubai?

She used to hold him when he was little.

At that time, she was either in seclusion or on her way to seclusion, and she never expected that the child would grow up so much.

Pei Shubai noticed her gaze and felt a little uncomfortable. Why did she give off such a kind feeling?

However, he still spoke gently, "Which peak are you from? Why aren't you home yet? Do you want me to take you?"

Yun Qing declined, "No need, Senior Brother Pei, you can go about your business. I'll head back now."

Pei Shubai smiled and said, "Then be careful. See you next time."

Yun Qing nodded and then turned to leave.

She didn't see Pei Shubai secretly exhale behind her. Why did it smell like monster dung? It was a bit smelly...

His perfect senior brother persona almost crumbled.

Yun Qing, who had walked away, suddenly sneezed. Who was cursing me?

After returning to her residence, Yun Qing did not rest but immediately began meditating and cultivating.

After all, no one would remain indifferent upon hearing that they were murdered.

She's going to cultivate! If she can't kill herself, she'll cultivate to death! She wants to see which bastard just laid a hand on her.

She took out the spiritual marrow she had obtained during the day from her storage bag, and also took out the wooden strip she had picked up near the spiritual spring to accompany her in her cultivation.

Even though it can't move, at least it's a companion.

Yun Qing placed the spiritual marrow in her palm and activated it with her spiritual power. She then felt a continuous flow of spiritual energy surging into her body.

After countless breaths, Yun Qing broke through the barrier of the mid-stage Qi Refining realm, and his realm gradually stabilized at the late-stage Qi Refining realm.

But Yun Qing didn't stop; there was still plenty of spiritual energy left, and she couldn't let it go to waste.

Yun Qing continued cultivating until the next morning before slowly opening her eyes.

Suddenly, she noticed that the wooden stick next to her had sprouted tiny green buds.

Yun Qing was pleasantly surprised. This little wooden stick looked ordinary, but it actually liked to absorb spiritual energy. It must be something special, although she didn't know what it was yet.

Yun Qing put it back into her storage bag and then took out her disciple jade token to check today's tasks.

Surprisingly, her task log was empty. Had Elder Zhao had a change of heart? Was he no longer making things difficult for her?

However, she prefers to believe that he is preparing a big surprise.

Little did they know that Elder Zhao was taking a bath in his room. He had already taken eighty baths, but he still felt that he smelled bad.

Even if he were given another chance, he wouldn't go back even if the mountain behind the mountain collapsed!

After much deliberation, Yun Qing decided to go to the library to look for books related to spiritual plants.

She should try to find some records about the small wooden stick. Besides, the toxins in her body haven't been completely neutralized yet, so she'll have to make the trip sooner or later.

However, before she even reached the library, she was blocked by several people.

The leader was Wang Jin, Jiang Fu's number one fan. He always believed that Jiang Fu was framed by Yun Qing and had been looking for an opportunity to avenge her these past few days.