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

The senior students looked at each other, speechless.

In the end, he could only nod blankly, seemingly shocked by Ning Yue's words.

After a long pause, I finally realized what was happening.

But he was just trying to appease Ning Yue.

They completely took her words as mere boastful words spoken in a fit of pique or coquetry.

"Junior Sister truly lives up to her title as the top sword cultivator of this year; her ambitions are indeed far-reaching..."

"Haha, it seems like it's only a matter of time before I'm going to be ranked number one on the Heavenly Ranking."

Ning Yue didn't want to explain any further.

Anyway, her master had already agreed.

We'll just have to wait and see the results.

The sect leader looked at Ning Yue with a smile: "Then I'm looking forward to it too."

Ning Yue said confidently, "Just wait and see."

……

When Ning Yue returned, Shi Yinghan was already waiting for them at the door.

Gong Zhi called out to Shi Yinghan from afar, "Senior Brother."

Shi Yinghan nodded, glanced at Gong Zhi, and then at Ning Yue.

His expression was somewhat complicated, and he opened his mouth several times only to close it again.

Ning Yue observed his expression, somewhat curious: "...What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

"It's nothing." Shi Yinghan immediately straightened his head and shook it seriously.

Then she quickly changed the subject, asking Gong Zhi, "How did it go? Did you bring the Soul-Seizing Beast back?"

Gong Zhi frowned slightly: "No, they said that the Soul-Seizing Demon went to the lower realm half a month ago. They really used every lame excuse imaginable."

Shi Yinghan glanced at Ning Yue's face as she replied, "That's true. How could the Purgatory Sect hand over the Soul-Seizing Sect so easily?"

Ning Yue, seeing the gazes that kept looking at her face, finally couldn't take it anymore.

He grabbed Shi Yinghan's sleeve and asked, "Senior brother! What are you looking at on my face?!"

As she asked the question, she curiously touched her face.

Suddenly, I felt something cold on the side of my face—

It took Ning Yue a few seconds to realize that Gong Zhi had put it on for her.

For healing wounds.

She glanced up casually and caught Shi Yinghan's gaze again.

Shi Yinghan's face was almost contorted, but he managed to stop himself from saying anything.

"?" Ning Yue was completely baffled.

But as if struck by a sudden inspiration, Ning Yue suddenly said to Gong Zhi.

"...Senior brother, could you please give me a mirror?"

Gong Zhi looked up at her, somewhat puzzled: "...What's wrong?"

Shi Yinghan, however, had an expression that said, "So you finally know you need a mirror."

He couldn't wait any longer and pulled out a small round mirror from somewhere, handing it to Ning Yue.

—Ning Yue's face appeared in the mirror.

The eyes are the same eyes, the nose is the same nose...

However, on most of his face, there was a flat object that looked like an oversized silkworm molt.

Its milky white texture, cool touch, and plump appearance...

One piece overlapped with another, tightly wrapped around the side of her face.

Extra Large...

Silkworms...

Ning Yue: "..."

Ning Yue almost cried out, "Senior brother! What...what is this?!"

"...For healing?" Gong Zhi looked puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Ning Yue once again looked in the mirror at the enormous silkworm-shaped reflection on her face.

He said in a trembling voice, "Could this be some kind of magical artifact?"

Gong Zhi was pleased: "That's right, this is the most effective healing artifact among all my magical artifacts. The wounds on your face must be healed by now."

"—You can take it off and take a look now."

Ning Yue stared at the enormous silkworm-shaped object on her face.

For some reason, I didn't dare to make a move.

Help!

Who would dare touch a flat silkworm that's half the size of a face?!

"Senior brother... could you help me peel it off?"

Ning Yue closed her eyes and turned her face away.

Although Gong Zhi was puzzled for a moment, he still reached out and helped Ning Yue take it off.

"Okay, there are no more traces of the wound."

Ning Yue opened her eyes and looked in the mirror.

There was no trace of wound on the side of her face; it was as smooth as ever.

But her gaze was uncontrollably drawn to Gong Zhi's hand, which was holding the chubby, flat silkworm...

Shi Yinghan frowned and asked, "Who injured you?"

He reacted for a moment...

"Qi Xucheng!" Ning Yue answered immediately, "He even tried to kill me, but luckily Senior Brother Gong Zhi and I held on to our lives!"

……

Gong Zhi paused for a moment.

He couldn't recall the scene of his junior sister and him struggling to hold on.

All I can remember is that they joined forces to fight Qi Xucheng.

However, Qi Xucheng was serious about killing his junior sister.

Should!

So he spared no effort in playing the victim in front of his senior.

"That's right," he replied, playing along with his junior sister, "I was also seriously injured."

Shi Yinghan's expression was not good, and she frowned: "Both of you, let me see your wounds. I'm going to find Qi Xucheng."

Ning Yue and Gong Zhi immediately fell silent.

The two exchanged a knowing glance.

Ning Yue silently said, "...Senior Brother Gong healed me."

Gong Zhi squeezed the large silkworm in his hand: "...That's right, mine is cured too."

"You didn't suffer any internal injuries, did you?" Shi Yinghan asked worriedly, and began to channel her spiritual energy into their bodies.

"No, no," Ning Yue said, "I'm fine, I just feel a little pain from being hit."

Gong Zhi nodded immediately.

He held the silkworm in front of Shi Yinghan and said, "It works really well."

Looking at the appearance of that magical artifact.

Shi Yinghan patiently took two steps back.

Ning Yue couldn't help but complain, touching the petal hair clip on the side of her hair.

"...Senior brother, I always thought you had great taste."

Gong Zhi, bewildered, casually pinched the large silkworm and said, "...What kind of aesthetic sense is this?"

Ning Yue silently shut up.

I think that the flower petal-shaped artifact on her head is one of Gong Zhi's few masterpieces with outstanding aesthetic sense.

"Have you heard, Senior Brother?" Gong Zhi asked Shi Yinghan, as if remembering something.

"We'll have to send people to the Demon Cave again this time."

Shi Yinghan pondered for a while: "I wonder what went wrong that requires so many people to go."

Gong Zhi: "I'll be going this time too."

Shi Yinghan nodded: "...Alright, consider it a learning experience."

Ning Yue immediately raised her hand: "I'll go too!"

Shi Yinghan frowned and looked at Ning Yue.

"The Demon Cave is still a bit dangerous for you, Junior Sister. Besides, you haven't even broken through to the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm yet."

Ning Yue said with dissatisfaction, "No rush, it will be broken in the next few days. Anyway, Master has already agreed to let me go."

Shi Yinghan chuckled and tapped Ning Yue's head: "Such a big mouth, huh?"

"Just you wait, senior brother," Ning Yue said, raising his chin. "See you in seven days!"

After saying that, she summoned the Howling Beast, stepped on it, and walked away.

Shi Yinghan stared blankly at Ning Yue's retreating figure, then turned to ask Gong Zhi.

"What's going on? What? Master agreed?"

Gong Zhi replied, "Junior Sister said that if she successfully breaks through to the next realm in seven days, she will ask the Enforcement Elder to allow her to go to the Demon Cave."

"Oh." Shi Yinghan nodded.

It seems to be very well received.

Gong Zhi, on the contrary, seemed somewhat surprised: "...Senior Brother, aren't you shocked?"

"I'm still a bit shocked," Shi Yinghan said, "but I think my junior sister can do it."

From afar, they saw Ning Yue flying back on his sword.

Shi Yinghan called out, "What's wrong, Junior Sister?"

"The Bigu Pill—" Ning Yue cupped his hands in a megaphone shape, "Senior brother, do you have any?"

Shi Yinghan chuckled, reached into his Qiankun bag, and pulled out a small porcelain bottle.

He tossed it into the air, and it landed easily in Ning Yue's hands.

"Thank you, senior brother—" Ning Yue called out, then turned the sword around again.

"Don't worry about me these next few days, I'm going into seclusion to cultivate!"