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

The group of men all had elegant and charming appearances. They were surrounding a young girl, seemingly discussing something.

The girl at the head of the group was speaking. She was graceful and had an imposing presence. Upon closer inspection, her face seemed somewhat familiar.

The people surrounding the girl nodded, changed the direction of their flying swords, and headed towards the sect leader and elders on the ground.

The faces of the group turned around, and only then did Ji Feng get a clear look at them.

Isn't that his own son leading the group? And aren't those people around him direct disciples of the sect?!

"Master! Master! Master! Master—!!!" Yang Fei swiftly descended on his sword, charging headlong towards them.

Elder Zhu raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Look... these brats aren't coming?"

The Beast Taming Elder, unusually, accepted Yang Fei's warm embrace and patted the other's head.

"You've really grown up..."

Elder Zhu snorted, looked away from the Beast Taming Elder, and waved to Lu Qingyan who was not far away.

"Come, Qingyan! Quickly come into your master's arms!"

Lu Qingyan chuckled, a warm smile appearing on her usually cold face. Without hesitation, she buried her face in Elder Zhu's arms.

The two hugged tightly, feeling each other's warmth, and couldn't help but shed tears.

The formation elder was envious. Seeing the sweet and affectionate master and disciple, he pouted and reached for Elder Duan Huailin's arm.

"My disciple, come and hug your master! Oh no... come and let your master hug you!"

Duan Huailin: "..."

Duan Huailin was a little embarrassed, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he bent down to hug his master.

The scene immediately turned into a hugging ceremony between the master and his apprentice.

Song Yi glanced at his master and said, "...Let's not hug anymore, Master. Welcome back."

Elder Fu immediately widened his eyes, exclaiming incredulously, "Why?! I want a hug too!"

The other old folks all have apprentices to carry them!

Song Yishi felt somewhat helpless, pursed her lips and smiled, forcing a smile, "...Alright then."

Elder Fu Zhuan naturally understood his disciple's inconsistent words and actions best.

The little one has grown so much...

The alchemy elder searched among his disciples for Jiang Yishen.

I don't know if it's because it's been too long and my eyesight is a bit bad, but after looking for a long time, I still couldn't find it.

"...Where is he?" He looked around in confusion. "...He didn't come?"

Although the scene of the hug was so emotional that it made people feel a little embarrassed.

But it's so unfair that only his own apprentice didn't come!

As the alchemy elder was thinking this, he suddenly felt his arms being wrapped around him, and he was startled.

"Master..." A very soft voice came.

Although there were some changes from what I remembered, I could still hear some similarities; it was my apprentice.

The sound continued to come.

"...I saw that my senior brothers and sisters had already hugged each other, but I felt a little embarrassed, so I'll just hug them like this."

The alchemy elder was also a little embarrassed, but this hugging posture was appropriate.

It fits the personalities of the master and apprentice quite well.

"Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back...!!!" The law enforcement elder saw that everyone around him was looking for his disciple.

"Where's Kogoro? Where's Kogoro? Where's Kogoro...!!!"

He has two apprentices! Why are neither of them here?

The elder who cultivated the artifacts seemed to understand him perfectly, patting the elder who enforced the law on the shoulder and saying in a deep voice, "...I understand you!"

Gong Zhi had been asleep for the past five years, quietly petrified.

"I don't need you to understand me!" the law enforcement elder shouted.

Finally, in the anxious gaze of the law enforcement elder, a handsome figure in white suddenly emerged from behind the crowd.

It was indeed Shi Yinghan. His face was similar to before, but he was more refined and composed.

"Oh my!" The elder in charge of law enforcement's eyes lit up. "...Isn't this my disciple, Yinghan?!"

Shi Yinghan suppressed her excitement and, like the others, gave her master a big hug.

After the hug, the law enforcement elder felt relieved for a moment, then immediately raised his head and asked anxiously.

"...Yinghan, where's your junior sister? Why didn't she come? Is something wrong?"

Shi Yinghan had no choice but to admit that he had already guessed it.

So he replied, "...What could possibly happen to Junior Sister? Don't worry, Master."

Seeing his father's stunned expression, Ji Liyan felt somewhat helpless and said with a smile, "...Welcome back."

The harmonious scene of the sect before him was so heartwarming that Ji Feng was somewhat dazed.

Until Ji Liyan reached out and waved his hand in front of him.

I immediately realized what I was about to say—

Hold on for the sentimentality! We still have important things to do!

It's all because the scene was too heartwarming! It made him forget the most important thing!

"The First Seat! The First Seat was sealed away with us back then! It's very likely he's escaped!"

After he finished speaking anxiously, he was about to look for the whereabouts of the Demon Clan's First Seat when he inadvertently glanced at Ji Liyan.

Unexpectedly, Ji Liyan seemed completely unfazed, and after a moment he laughed and said, "Don't worry, he can't escape."

Ji Feng paused for a moment, then asked, "...What do you mean?"

Ji Liyan chuckled, pointed to the sky, and gestured for him to look up.

He saw a white-clad girl still standing in mid-air, riding a sword; she was the one who looked somewhat familiar to him earlier.

They were still there, not coming down with Shi Yinghan and the others.

The other person stood gracefully on the sword, their white clothes fluttering in the wind, one hand behind their back, exuding a very powerful aura.

A guess suddenly appeared in everyone's mind.

This... could it be!?

Just as the group was speculating—

Suddenly! A loud crash resounded!

This abruptly interrupted my train of thought and drew the attention of everyone below.

Sect Master Ji Feng and the elders all looked up, focusing their gaze on the beautiful figure in the air.

As the girl moved, her beautiful and familiar face was revealed. Although there were some differences, the similarities were obvious!

Those softly curved deer eyes held a familiar smile.

He glanced down gently, and as he swept his gaze over the crowd, he gave a sly wink.

"This is...?" Ji Feng looked at the girl, his heart filled with excitement, the answer practically obvious.

"It's Xiao Yue! My disciple!" The elder's thunderous voice rang out, startling everyone around.

It really is Ning Yue!

"What's Xiao Yue doing up there!" the elder in charge of law enforcement said. "Other people's disciples are always hugging their own masters!"

The formation elder interrupted him: "...Even if we're going to hug you, we can't just hug you. The rest of us are all Xiao Yue's masters!"

Elder Zhu wholeheartedly agreed: "You're absolutely right! Don't think you're Xiao Yue's only master!"

"Count me in!" Elder Fuzhuan said with dissatisfaction.

Ning Yue studied with all the elders here! Except for him!!!

After the collision, accompanied by a cry of pain, a dense cloud of demonic energy suddenly appeared in mid-air.