After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Ning Yue waited until the light faded before opening his eyes.

I opened my eyes and found this trial to be quite interesting.

In the two trials she had gone through before, she hadn't met anyone other than her teacher, let alone submitted any information.

As soon as she entered, she heard a voice.

"Finally, another one has arrived."

There were already about ten people standing in front of me, scattered throughout the trial.

Ning Yue squinted at him.

In the very center of the training ground stood an old man with an air of otherworldly wisdom, sipping tea from his cup.

What are they trying to do?

Ning Yue was full of questions.

She looked around, picked the prettiest one, and went over to ask about her situation.

"Hello, my name is Ning Yue." Ning Yue greeted him with a smile, "Has the second trial not started yet?"

He looked to be about the same age as Jiang Yishen, around fifteen or sixteen.

His back was ramrod straight, he wore a long white robe, and his face was expressionless.

"My name is Duan Huailin," he nodded slightly to Ning Yue, "we'll begin the trial once we have ten people."

"I see," Ning Yue counted the people in the room with her eyes, and there were exactly ten of them.

"Thank you!" Ning Yue looked up and smiled at Duan Huailin.

Duan Huailin paused for a moment, then turned his face away: "It's alright."

He seemed to have something to say that he couldn't hold back any longer, so Ning Yue waited for a while.

As expected, Duan Huailin turned his face away and spoke.

"Going out alone at such a young age? Aren't your family worried?"

Ning Yue was stunned for a moment, then looked down at himself.

You know what...

If no one had reminded her, she would have almost forgotten that her current body is only twelve years old.

Seeing Duan Huailin's concerned yet reluctant expression, Ning Yue felt a urge to tease him.

"There's no other way," Ning Yue lowered his eyes. "I have no family left. If I stay in the lower realm, I'll be bullied every day. I can only come to the upper realm to find protection."

As soon as she spoke, Ning Yue looked up at Duan Huailin's expression.

He was stunned at first, then became flustered and didn't know how to comfort Ning Yue.

Finally, he managed to stammer out, "...Stay by my side when the trial begins, and I'll definitely help you pass."

What a kind and innocent young man! He probably doesn't know that she took out the jade token of a direct disciple at the gate.

"Thanks a lot, brother... actually, I'm pretty strong!" Ning Yue smiled at him.

Duan Huailin looked at her as if she were a pitiful girl with a tragic fate.

"Hmm." He nodded.

An aged voice rang out.

People around looked toward the source of the sound.

The old man who had been standing in the center of the training ground was now standing beside them.

The old man spoke against the wind: "This is the second trial of the formation. Those who come here are basically future disciples of the formation faction. In that case, I can't go easy on them."

He spoke slowly but forcefully: "Two people form a group, one defends and the other attacks. The winner who defeats the other groups will be the chief formation master of this year."

Oh wow.

Ning Yue tugged at Duan Huailin's sleeve: "Looks like we'll be in the same group, brother."

"Yes," Duan Huailin nodded calmly, not feeling that Ning Yue was a burden. "Just follow me."

The old man's voice came again: "I have uniformly suppressed your cultivation levels to the mid-stage of Qi Refining to prevent some people from having too high a level and causing unfairness."

Upon hearing this, Ning Yue immediately checked his level.

It has indeed been suppressed to the mid-stage of Qi Refining.

Duan Huailin had just finished exploring his own realm, and perhaps fearing that Ning Yue might be frightened, he calmly said.

"Don't worry, I can protect you even during the Qi Refining period."

Ning Yue didn't explain, but smiled at him.

Duan Huailin's lips curled slightly, and he turned his face away before anyone noticed.

Several more people came to Duan Huailin to form a team, since he seemed to be very capable.

But Duan Huailin rejected them all.

The man pointed at Ning Yue, his eyes filled with disdain: "Do you really want to team up with a kid like this? Trust me, we'll definitely get the top spot. At worst, you can have the top spot; I'll just be ranked after you!"

Duan Huailin looked at him coldly and pulled Ning Yue to his side: "I don't need to team up with you, I can still get the chief position."

If I were to team up with you, it would make it seem like I have bad eyesight.

The man left angrily.

Ning Yue couldn't help but chuckle and looked up at Duan Huailin.

"Team up with me, you won't regret it."

Duan Huailin didn't take it seriously: "Mhm."

The ten people quickly formed their own teams and stood in pairs.

The old man said, "Now that the teams are formed, let's begin. Draw your own formations, and create formations that correspond to the abilities you have."

After saying that, he turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished without a trace.

"Wow! What kind of magic is that?!" Ning Yue exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. "I want to learn it too!"

Duan Huailin smiled and began searching for materials to draw an array.

"Are you good at drawing arrays, brother?" Ning Yue followed behind Duan Huailin, watching his movements.

"Yes," Duan Huailin said, his hands still moving. "My family has been learning formations for generations, and I've also picked up quite a bit from it."

I heard that the Fusang Sect possesses many rare and extraordinary formations, so I came to join the sect to learn them.

"Have you ever drawn a formation?" Duan Huailin blurted out.

He immediately realized his words were inappropriate.

After all, Ning Yue had just come up from the lower realm and probably hadn't learned it yet.

Just as he was about to change the subject, Ning Yue replied naturally.

"This is the first time I've seen it. So that's how it is."

Duan Huailin has found the materials he needs.

He comes from a family specializing in formations, after all.

When Duan Huailin finished drawing the formation, the others were still gathering materials.

Ning Yue felt that he might not be of much use in this game and would probably be carried away.

Duan Huailin began to inject spiritual power into the drawn array.

He joined his two fingers together, and icy blue spiritual energy began to flow continuously into the array.

"Cough cough cough—" Duan Huailin suddenly covered his chest with his other hand and started coughing uncontrollably.

"I forgot I'm currently in the Qi Refining stage. Activating such a large array might not provide enough spiritual energy."

Ning Yue stepped forward to support him, and hurriedly said, "I'm here for you. Don't let my appearance fool you, I still have some spiritual power."

Duan Huailin looked at her small frame with concern: "Overdrawing your spiritual energy is bad for your health."

Ning Yue smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't overspend. But if this continues, you'll be the one who overspends first."

She glanced down at the completed array: "What type of spiritual power is needed?"

Duan Huailin was still channeling spiritual energy when he caught his breath.

"I am a mutated ice-type, good for both offense and defense, and earth-type is best."

Ning Yue stroked his chin and nodded: "Okay, okay."

She imitated Duan Huailin, joining two fingers together, and brown spiritual energy slowly overflowed from her fingertips, flowing into the formation.

Her spiritual power was extremely strong; as soon as it was injected, Duan Huailin felt much more relaxed.

He looked at Ning Yue in surprise.

Ning Yue winked at him, her smile bright and dazzling.

"I told you, I'm not weak."

Duan Huailin blinked, and after a long while, he smiled and said, "Hmm, indeed not weak."