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

The inn is a chain, and the manager of this one is not one of the ones Ning Yue recognizes.

Moreover, Ning Yue has grown up now and looks completely different from the child she looked five years ago.

With a little care, you don't need to worry about anyone recognizing you.

She casually pulled out a high-grade spirit stone: "...a superior room."

The spirit stone is of excellent quality and is a rare find.

The shopkeeper was surprised for a moment, then calmly looked Ning Yue up and down before accepting the spirit stones with both hands.

"Please wait a moment, guest."

Ning Yue's return today was a spur-of-the-moment decision, and she was dressed very casually.

Dressed in a white, fitted outfit, she looked incredibly dashing.

The innkeepers of Tongyue Inn all had sharp eyes and could tell at a glance that Ning Yue's belongings were quite valuable.

The fabric is definitely not ordinary; although the style is simple, the material is of the highest quality.

Ning Yue had sharp ears and heard the shopkeeper giving instructions to the people next to him.

"Quickly vacate a room, and be quick, don't keep them waiting..."

Ning Yue just raised one eyebrow, as if to say, "Is this a room specially prepared for her?"

The shopkeeper turned to her with great remorse.

"Please wait a moment, guests. With the Tongtian Ranking Competition approaching, the inn is currently very busy and there are not enough rooms."

Ning Yue nodded: "Then I..."

The shopkeeper quickly interrupted Ning Yue: "I have already ordered someone to clean a room quickly. Please sit for a while, it will be ready soon."

Ning Yue calmly checked his spiritual power and found that it had not leaked out in the slightest.

He glanced at his clothes again, and when he felt the fabric against his skin, he barely realized what was happening.

Ji Liyan felt it was unfair to his junior brothers and sisters to live in such a simple house, so he took extra care of them in terms of clothing and food.

The fruits and vegetables in Ningyue's garden were all taken care of by Ji Liyan.

She hadn't expected that Ji Liyan actually had some talent in this area, taking excellent care of the vegetables.

They were all very pretty.

Not only that.

Ji Liyan's daily life consists of either cultivation or entering secret realms.

Although Ji Liyan was the son of the sect leader of the Fusang Sect, he rarely appeared in public.

Unlike Ning Yue and the others, they don't have to worry about being discovered by people they know.

Therefore, entering the secret realm has a sense of complete freedom from taboos.

The clothes she was wearing were made of an extremely rare fabric, which Ji Liyan obtained in a highly challenging secret realm.

It is a very precious type of mulberry silk, which is difficult for even the great immortal clans of the upper realm to obtain without some skill.

Ji Liyan transported the goods up the mountain as if he were buying them directly.

Having the materials but lacking the skills, I wanted to make clothes for my junior classmates but didn't know where to start.

So Ji Liyan spent several more months studying and honing his skills in weaving and clothing making.

I can't make anything too complicated, but I can easily make the simple style that Ning Yue is wearing.

With a wave of his hand, he gave several sets to all his junior brothers and sisters.

I guess they made an extra room for her based on the fabric of her clothes.

Ning Yue thought to herself knowingly.

She sat casually in a corner of the lobby, and a young servant brought her a cup of tea.

"Please wait a moment, guest."

Nearby, several spirited people dressed in different clothes were chatting together.

"Wow, that's fast! I didn't expect it would already be our turn to participate in the Heavenly Ranking Competition."

One person whispered, "We probably won't get a good ranking either. In previous years, weren't the disciples from the major sects always dominating the top ten spots?"

"Don't underestimate yourself. You have to try to know the result," a gentle-faced young man said.

"But I heard that the strength of the disciples of the major sects has declined somewhat..." someone else said from the side.

Upon hearing this, some people couldn't help but ask curiously, "What makes you say that?"

The man tilted his chin up, striking a knowing pose, and explained.

"Of course, it's because no particularly famous people have emerged in recent years. Back in the day, Ning Yue's name was known throughout the entire cultivation world!"

The man said with some emotion, "Back then, I was only about ten years old, but I already knew the name Ning Yue by heart."

Those around him strongly agreed with this statement.

"Ning Yue was indeed the number one cultivator in the world back then, it's just a pity..."

"With the decline of the Fusang Sect, Ning Yue has long since disappeared from the public eye."

"I heard that she escaped to the mortal realm back then, wiped out all the demons there, and saved the mortal realm. That's what everyone's saying."

"That being said, they still haven't been seen. Who knows if they died trying to save the lower realms..."

Ning Yue himself lowered his eyes, took a sip of water, and listened to their conversation calmly.

For Ning Yue, it was already a very common occurrence for his name to appear in other people's mouths.

So much so that it didn't stir up any emotion in my heart at all.

"Shh, keep your voice down." Someone nudged the person who spoke on the shoulder.

"These days, inns have people from all sorts of sects."

"The Purgatory Sect... seems to be particularly averse to mentioning it... We'd better be careful."

The air was silent for a few seconds.

Although others didn't know why, the Sect Master of Purgatory would hear someone mention the Fusang Sect every time.

Whether it's a person or an event, things always start to look strange.

Therefore, everyone couldn't help but think that the Purgatory Sect was averse to mentioning the Fusang Sect.

Upon hearing this, the man pursed his lips and looked around. There was only a quiet young girl drinking tea beside him.

I couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

Ning Yue noticed the gaze but pretended not to notice and continued drinking tea.

An attendant came over and led the way for Ning Yue.

"This way, guests. Your room is ready. We're so sorry to have kept you waiting."

Ning Yue waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care, stood up and followed the servant upstairs.

Suddenly, an extremely cold sword light flashed past my eyes.

Ning Yue slightly raised her eyes and turned her face slightly to the side. The sword light passed over her and suddenly attacked from behind.

A painful scream came from behind.

The disciple we were just talking about was injured in the shoulder by the sword light, revealing a bony wound.

Standing directly in front of Ning Yue was a young man dressed in a fiery red disciple's robe, with an ordinary appearance but an overbearing manner.

It was he who injured the person.

The young man held his chin up arrogantly, glanced casually at Ning Yue, and then looked at the group of people behind her.

"What taboos? You know that and you still dare to bring it up? Do you have a death wish?"

A hint of amusement flashed in Ning Yue's eyes.

A disciple of the Purgatory Sect?

I ran into my old nemesis as soon as I landed, so I had to take a look before leaving. I simply stood there with my arms crossed.

The attendant in front frowned, stepped in front of Ning Yue, and said to the young man, "Private fights are forbidden at Tongyue Inn!"

The Purgatory Sect disciple ignored him and turned his aggressive gaze to the group of teenagers once again.

"Come on, if you're so capable, repeat it again in front of me."