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

While he was racking his brains, Duan Huailin saw Jiang Yishen next to him and had a flash of inspiration. He immediately followed suit.

Imitating Jiang Yishen's wooden doll massage function, two small formations were set up to massage Ning Yue's feet.

As Ning Yue walked, she suddenly felt a series of massage-like undulations under her feet.

He staggers with every step he takes, his whole body is like a sieve.

Ning Yue: "..."

She tentatively tilted her head to look at Duan Huailin.

Duan Huailin met Ning Yue's gaze and said proudly, "You're welcome."

Ning Yue swallowed the fruit in her mouth before saying, "...Thank you."

Song Yishi frowned as he surveyed the situation before him.

Ning Yue has been pampered from head to toe, so what use is there for her now?

Song Yishi lowered his eyes in thought, when Yu Guangzhong suddenly caught sight of Jiang Yishen's wooden doll next to him.

Jiang Yishen's dolls have once again sparked his inspiration!

Song Yishi immediately flicked his hand to draw a talisman, and with two quick flicks in the wind, it stuck to Jiang Yishen's little wooden figure with a 'pia' sound.

The wooden figure immediately stopped massaging and its body flew uncontrollably into the air in front of Ning Yue.

Ning Yue was able to discern a hint of reluctance and grievance in the lifeless movements of the wooden puppet.

What followed made Ning Yue's eyes widen even more—

The two wooden figures stretched out their arms and legs, and despite having the same thick necks and arms, they began to dance gracefully in front of Ning Yue.

Ning Yue: "..."

Jiang Yishen opened his mouth slightly: "..."

Jiang Yishen looked at his hand in disbelief, thinking he had accidentally triggered some hidden mode.

Song Yishi spoke up, taking the place of the wooden puppet and gently massaging Ning Yue's shoulders.

"Junior Sister, are you a little bored? How about we have Junior Brother Jiang's wooden puppet dance for you?"

Feeling the pressure on her shoulder, Ning Yue was moved: "Waaah, thank you so much, Senior Sister! You're so thoughtful."

Jiang Yishen: "..."

Duan Huailin: "..."

They both got massages too!

Song Yishi turned her head lightly and looked at Jiang Yishen: "Junior brother, thank you for your wooden puppet."

Jiang Yishen hesitated for a moment: "Senior sister, you're welcome."

Lu Qingyan sat down aloofly on the long sword hovering in mid-air, her slender fingers gripping the bamboo flute.

The melodious and soothing tune flowed down like water, calming Ning Yue's restless heart caused by the Purgatory Sect.

Ning Yue was overjoyed: "Waaaaah, Senior Sister Lu's music is so beautiful!"

Jiang Yishen: "..."

Duan Huailin: "..."

...That's definitely not the case.

Seeing his junior brothers and sisters coming up with all sorts of schemes, Yang Fei was still at a loss for what to do and scratched his head in frustration.

No... this wasn't mentioned before!

So it turns out he wasn't prepared at all!

Yang Fei was greatly disappointed and, of course, he couldn't let himself fall behind, so he immediately summoned the Blue Flame.

Ning Yue looked at Yang Fei and Lan Yan, puzzled.

Seeing that Blue Flame had summoned his two little followers again.

Two bright blue peacocks with full and beautiful tail feathers appeared on either side of Ningyue.

Ning Yue: "..."

The master and the spirit pet are the same.

Yang Fei beckoned, and Lan Yan flapped her feathers, commanding the two peacocks: "Spread your tail feathers!"

The two peacocks immediately spread their magnificent tail feathers and stood upright on either side of Ning Yue, looking proud as they swayed their feathers.

Ning Yue: "..."

That's a bit too flashy.

She had barely opened her mouth, before she could utter a single word, when her mouth was stuffed full of fruit again.

Shi Yinghan smiled gently and said, "Junior Sister, eat some more."

Ning Yue nodded, seemingly unconcerned that Shi Yinghan didn't mind the grand display.

Since her senior brother thought there was no problem, she wouldn't stop him.

This will be a good opportunity for the other sects to see!

That's how awesome their Fusang Sect is!

The ostentatious behavior of several direct disciples of the Fusang Sect quickly spread.

"They really are powerful! If I had known, I would have chosen the Fusang Sect back then. Those disciples of the Fusang Sect must be overjoyed."

But there are always some people who can't stand it: "Hmph, being so flamboyant now, aren't they afraid of making mistakes later?"

"If they suffer a crushing defeat in the team competition, that would be quite a sight!"

"Well, they're capable too, haven't you heard?"

Ning Yue had only been practicing weapon crafting for an hour, yet he already ranked third in this weapon crafting competition!

"Her first time refining a weapon! You can imagine how terrifying she is!"

"Those first and second place students, weren't they trained for at least a dozen years, and were nurtured by the entire clan, yet they barely managed to beat Ning Yue?"

"I think if Ning Yue were a little more skilled and studied for a longer period of time, he would undoubtedly be the top weapon cultivator!"

As they were talking, a person dressed in a red Purgatory Sect disciple's robe snorted coldly, his expression unfriendly and his tone dissatisfied.

"Who knows if they used some underhanded methods? Have you forgotten? Ning Yue is a formidable alchemist."

The people around immediately fell silent, and the atmosphere became very tense. No one spoke for a long time.

Seeing that no one agreed with him, the man snorted coldly and left.

"She should be thankful that her match was later in the competition; otherwise, running into me would have been the worst luck imaginable!"

After the person's figure completely disappeared, the sound gradually resumed.

"Could this person be... Meng Liufei?"

"That's right, it's him, the top weapon cultivator this time."

"He probably got jealous when he heard us praising Ning Yue."

"Shh, stop talking!" someone whispered. "Let's go, let's talk about this later."

But no one was listening; the discussion continued intermittently.

"If the Purgatory Sect could do that to a genius like Gong Zhi, dealing with us will be a piece of cake."

"Yes," someone sighed with emotion, "If Gong Zhi hadn't had that accident, who knows who would have been at the top of the list this time."

"Exactly!"

As soon as he said that, a huge rock not far away was suddenly cut into two smooth halves.

Everyone immediately fell silent, lowering their eyes and remaining quiet.

There will be a few days of rest before the team competition.

With the help of Ning Yue's antidote pill, Gong Zhi woke up smoothly.

However, the poison of the Minling Jade is too strong, and he still needs to be nourished with spiritual plants, as his body has not recovered well.

Gong Zhi leaned weakly against the bedside, smiling slightly as he looked at Ning Yue.

"Thank you so much for the antidote, Junior Sister. If it weren't for you, I would have..."

"There's no need for such formalities between fellow disciples," Ning Yue interrupted him.

"Alchemy is not a difficult thing for me."

"And..." Ning Yue winked teasingly.

"Senior brother, do you know? The tribulation lightning of that Heaven-grade pill descended upon the Purgatory Sect and cleaved off most of the library."

Hearing this, Gong Zhi couldn't hold back any longer: "I heard about it. This is probably your doing again. Well done!"

Ning Yue proudly raised his chin: "This is nothing. Chopping up their library is just an appetizer."

"Senior brother, just wait and see how I deal with them later."

Ning Yue's flamboyant and unrestrained demeanor excited Gong Zhi, making him want to contribute to the destructive cause of the Purgatory Sect.

Unfortunately, my current physical condition doesn't allow it, so I could only sigh regretfully.

"I'll be waiting, junior sister."

……

On the day of the team competition.

All members of the Fusang Sect dressed as extravagantly as possible, especially the direct descendants.

It's almost so luxurious it'll blind you.

The group stood at the very front of the Fusang Sect's position, lined up in a row, with Ning Yue holding a sword and standing in the very center.

The girl with the most innocent and adorable face had no trace of naivety or coquettishness on her face.

The wind ruffled Ning Yue's hair, and Ning Yue slightly raised his chin, gazing at the Purgatory Sect's camp.

Suddenly, her gaze fell upon a spot within the Purgatory Sect, her brows furrowing slightly, her expression strange—

It was Chu Zhi, whom I hadn't seen in a long time.