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

Ning Yue quickly asked the weapon-refining elder to give a brief overview, and also got some books from him.

He rushed back to his room to meditate and enter his consciousness space.

The time flow here is one-fifth of that outside, which can increase study time.

Ning Yue finally understood the benefits of the slow flow of time here.

Even the most talented person can't learn it all at once!

Thank goodness for this consciousness space!

She quickly went through the outline and books given to her by the weapon-refining elder, and got a basic understanding and impression.

I also systematically studied some ancient texts within the realm of consciousness.

With the help of Xiaohua's guidance, he finally mastered weapon crafting to a near-perfect degree.

When he came out, only an hour had passed outside, but Ning Yue had already completed ten hours of study internally!

The weapon-refining elder and all the senior brothers and sisters stared at Ning Yue with wide, starry eyes.

Ning Yue: "..."

Ning Yue opened her mouth: "...I've learned it, that's good."

Wow—!

"As expected of Junior Sister! She completed such a massive amount of learning in just one hour!"

Ning Yue waved his hand numbly: "...It's so-so."

In short, the sect leaders and senior brothers and sisters immediately began praising each other.

Then they packed up Ning Yue and sent him to the training ground for the Weapon Cultivation Competition.

Clearly, this is the last batch of equipment repairmen waiting to participate in the competition.

These people were scattered around, looking at the newcomer Ning Yue with surprise.

"This...isn't this Ning Yue?!"

"It's her! What's the meaning of her coming here now? Is she here to participate in the weapon crafting trial!?"

"I see, that's how it is!"

Ning Yue's face and deeds have spread far and wide. Now, if someone says they don't recognize him or haven't heard of Ning Yue's reputation, it's no wonder that they're in a hurry to get married.

Others would suspect that this person had just come out of seclusion in the mountains after cultivating in seclusion.

This shows how popular Ningyue is!

Ning Yue was used to this kind of scene and waved to everyone with a smile.

"What exactly will we be competing in during our weapon crafting trial?"

Everyone was on high alert, and no one dared to look down on Ning Yue. They responded cautiously.

"First, go to the secret realm to find the materials needed for refining the weapon, then refine the weapon according to the requirements, and rank the refined magical artifacts according to their grade."

That's boring, so cliché.

Ning Yue was not in the mood.

The small secret realm opened at this moment, and the people around remained scattered without making any moves, only watching Ning Yue.

Ning Yue raised an eyebrow. Was he being waited for to go in first?

She took the first step and walked towards the entrance of the secret realm.

Sure enough, after she took a step, the others followed in twos and threes.

This secret realm poses absolutely no threat to Ning Yue.

So while the other disciples were entangled in thick vines and unable to breathe.

As soon as Ning Yue condensed a fireball, it scared away a group of plants.

While all the disciples were too frightened by the power of the raging fire to move forward.

Ning Yue slowly walked over, shielded by an ice shield.

While the disciples were being disturbed and hindered by tiny spirit beasts flying around in the air.

Ning Yue gently told them to fly away and not cause any trouble.

Thus, Ning Yue completed the process of gathering materials in the secret realm effortlessly.

When she emerged from the secret realm carrying all the materials she had collected, the others were still struggling.

Ning Yue came to participate in the weapon repair competition not for the purpose of getting a ranking.

What she wants is the qualification to participate in the team competition as a weapon repairman.

The Fusang Sect originally wanted Ning Yue to participate in the team competition as a swordsman, which would have prevented Shi Yinghan from attending.

However, Shi Yinghan was pleased to give up the spot, saying that she had already been the top of the Tongtian Ranking and wanted Ning Yue to give it a try as well.

As a result, the Purgatory Sect's intervention this time directly rendered Gong Zhi unable to participate in the competition.

Ning Yue is good at learning a little bit of everything, which is perfect for replacing Gong Zhi as a weapon cultivator in battle.

In this way, she and Shi Yinghan can attend at the same time!

Ning Yue's hands moved non-stop. The requirement for the competition was a protective magical artifact.

A few breaths later, a beautiful petal-shaped hair clip appeared in Ning Yue's hand.

That was made by Ning Yue based on the gift Gong Zhi gave her.

Upon closer inspection, it was found to be almost identical to the one Gong Zhi had given to Ning Yue.

Its quality is even comparable to that of a proper magical artifact crafted by Gong Zhi.

Ning Yue's gaze darkened.

She will seek revenge against the Purgatory Sect for the attack on the night market and the assassination of Gong Zhi, bit by bit.

—Let's take this team competition as an example.

She hadn't taken the Purgatory Sect seriously before, whether it was Qi Bei, Qi Xucheng, or Elder Soul-Seizing.

Ning Yue intended to tease them for a while longer, but he didn't expect the other party to take advantage of his kindness.

It seems I have no choice but to exert some pressure.

Ning Yue casually tossed the petal-shaped protective magic artifact onto the table, had the supervisory elder assess its level, and then leisurely walked away.

The Purgatory Sect won't have an easy time.

The supervisor looked at the magical artifact that Ning Yue had thrown on the table with disbelief.

—If I remember correctly, this girl is refining a weapon for the first time.

The level is incredibly high!

News of Gong Zhi's injury had already spread far and wide, and everyone felt that Fusang Sect would be forced to give up their qualification for the team competition.

Unexpectedly, Ning Yue was brought in at the last minute.

Ning Yue made no attempt to hide the fact that he had never refined weapons before, and even took the initiative to ask his senior brothers to spread the news.

She wanted the Purgatory Sect to see this!

Even if Gong Zhi is seriously injured, it won't stop the Fusang Sect from participating in the team competition.

Even if such dirty methods are used, in the end it will all be for naught.

She wanted to make the Purgatory Sect envious and jealous, and she wanted to make things difficult for them in the team competition!

As soon as Ning Yue stepped outside, he saw the elders and his senior brothers and sisters waiting at the exit.

Seeing Ning Yue emerge, he was utterly shocked: "You're out so quickly!?"

Yang Fei wiped his eyes: "Is this Junior Sister? Was she the first one to come out?"

"Wow, this is incredible!" the weapon-refining elder exclaimed excitedly. "I heard there are several weapon-cultivating geniuses in this competition, and none of them have been able to defeat Ning Yue?"

"That's right," Shi Yinghan said proudly, "Just look at Junior Sister's past achievements!"

The group blinked their starry eyes, looking at Ning Yue with a mixture of anticipation and excitement.

Like the first student to emerge from the college entrance examination hall, they are the center of attention.

Ning Yue: "I'm here! I'm here!"

The senior students immediately went into praise and patting mode.

Shi Yinghan took out a juicy spiritual fruit and helped Ning Yue put it in his mouth.

"Come on, junior sister, this will give you some energy. It's incredibly delicious; everyone who's tried it raves about it!"

Ning Yue's mouth was suddenly stuffed full, and he mumbled with his cheeks puffed out, "Okay, okay, okay."

Jiang Yishen immediately summoned two wooden puppets.

They began massaging Ning Yue's shoulders, one on each side, with just the right amount of pressure and skillful technique.

Ning Yue was treated to an extremely comfortable state.

"Junior sister, you've worked hard. Let these two puppets help you relax."

"Thank you, thank you..." Ning Yue's mouth was still full of fruit pulp, so her speech was not clear.

Both my mouth and hands were pampered.

Duan Huailin immediately reserved the foot, but unfortunately he couldn't think of anything that a formation cultivator could do for Ning Yue's foot.