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

Ning Yue entered his own courtyard.

First, I carefully inspected the yard and rooms.

It has been confirmed that there are no potential dangers.

Then he opened all the messy restrictions in the room.

He simply threw off the covers and jumped into bed.

She planned to stay completely within the consciousness space for the next seven days.

—The consciousness space remains the same.

When she's not here, this place is Xiaohua's whole world.

Little Flower was lying leisurely on the cushion, instructing another flower to pound its leaves.

and many more……

Ning Yue was puzzled for a moment.

...Another little flower?

She stepped forward and picked up the two flowers with her left and right hands respectively.

Finally, his gaze fell on the little flower: "What's the deal with that flower? Explain it to me, little flower!"

The other little flower looked shy and timid, its petals drooping as it nestled in Ning Yue's hand.

The little flower jumped out of Ning Yue's hands in dissatisfaction and onto the mat next to her, its two leaves standing with their hands on its hips.

"What's going on? Didn't you complain that I can only defend and not attack? This is the helper I found for you."

The shy little flower slowly raised its petals, perhaps feeling it needed to say something, and then spoke shyly.

"...Hello, Master."

Owner?!

Ning Yue's eyes suddenly lit up.

You mustn't tell, you really mustn't tell!

So this is what it feels like to be called "master".

As she pondered this, she turned her gaze to Xiaohua.

Little Flower stood on the mat, looking arrogant, and commanded, "Give me milk tea!"

Ning Yue: "..."

Ning Yue resignedly conjured up some milk tea for it, and it ran over and gulped it down.

Seeing that Ning Yue didn't react, the shy little flower shrank back and withdrew its petals.

"Hey hey hey—" Ning Yue quickly responded, "Hello, hello, my name is Ning Yue, what's your name?"

"No...no name." The shy little flower's petals opened slightly more.

It seems like they really want Ning Yue to name it.

But Ning Yue is terrible at naming things.

Ning Yue pondered for a while, looked at the little flower, and then at the shy little flower in his hand.

"...Then you'll be called Little Grass!" Ning Yue made the final decision. "Little Flower, Little Grass, isn't that wonderful!"

"Little...little grass?"

"Yes! What a beautiful name!"

"It sounds...good?"

"Yes! It sounds better than 'Little Flower'!"

"...Is it better than 'Little Flower'?"

"Yes! It sounds better than 'Little Flower'!"

Ning Yue was very serious.

"Then I'll be called Little Grass!" Little Grass opened all her petals and looked quite happy.

"Good boy!" Ning Yue touched the petals of the grass.

The little grass shyly shrank back a little.

Like a mimosa plant...

Ning Yue, thinking about it, actually intensified his actions.

Until the little grass, unable to bear the weight any longer, cried out, "Little flower—!"

Xiao Hua then lifted the root out of the milk tea, shook it off, and walked over.

"Don't ruin it. This is a helper I went to great lengths to find for you."

Ning Yue had wanted to ask this since early on: "What's going on? What kind of helper?"

"Don't be fooled by its shy appearance," Little Flower said, pointing a leaf at the grass.

"—Its fighting power is formidable."

"Really?"

Ning Yue looked at the little grass that shyly closed its petals and curled up into her palm.

It's hard to imagine how powerful it is.

……

"Of course it's true!" Xiaohua said.

"I can block any attack if I want to, just as it can attack at any level if it wants to."

Ning Yue didn't know what to say, so she exclaimed "Wow!" in amazement.

She poked the little blade of grass in her palm again: "...Is this little thing really that amazing?"

Little Flower tilted her chin up: "Next time, take it outside to play, let it show you what it's capable of, you know?"

"Let's wait a few days," Ning Yue said, placing the grass on the ground. "I'm busy these next few days."

"What's wrong?"

"Breakthrough! I need to reach the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm within seven days."

"Isn't this easy?" Xiaohua looked puzzled. "Have you forgotten? The flow rate here is different from outside."

"Of course I haven't forgotten," Ning Yue said. "That's why I won't go out these next few days and will focus on my cultivation."

Little Flower nodded and ran back to the milk tea.

The little grass watched from the side, looking quite envious.

Ning Yue conjured up another cup of milk tea for Xiao Cao.

The little grass, however, seemed hesitant to go over.

Ning Yue pinched two leaves of the grass and put it into the cup.

The little grass sighed, looking quite content.

Ning Yue sighed, grabbed two cups, and placed them on the table.

The two flowers soaking in the milk tea look like an old man taking a bath in a public bathhouse.

All that's missing is a towel draped over his shoulders.

If Ning Yue had a cell phone, she really wanted to take a picture of the two of them.

But you can't conjure a phone in the consciousness space, and even if you could, you probably wouldn't be able to play it.

Ning Yue took out the small porcelain bottle given to her by Shi Yinghan, poured out two Bigu Pills, and put them in her mouth.

He slowly closed his eyes.

When she cultivates, there are usually significant fluctuations in spiritual energy in the outside world.

—But only those with a high level of understanding can perceive it.

For example, sect leaders and elders.

The Enforcement Elder said, "It seems Ning Yue is truly determined. This fluctuation of spiritual energy has lasted for several hours now."

The formation elder snorted: "Go and prepare the equipment for people going to the Demon Cave."

"What's the rush?" the elder in charge of law enforcement said. "It hasn't been that long."

The sect leader sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the air and was somewhat astonished.

"No wonder you went down the mountain to look for Ning Yue back then; you really found an extraordinary talent."

The elder in charge of law enforcement said with great pride, "Of course! I think she has a chance to break Yinghan's record."

The sect leader agreed, "Judging from the momentum, it is indeed possible, although seven days is still a bit of a stretch."

"Who cares! I just believe in Ning Yue!" the law enforcement elder said, displeased.

"Alright, alright," the formation elder pulled him away.

"It would be best if he could break through in seven days, but if he doesn't, you can't give Ning Yue special treatment. You absolutely can't go to the Demon Cave without a certain level of ability."

"Of course I know." The law enforcement elder stroked his beard.

As if remembering something, he turned and asked the black figure in the corner.

"How is Ning Yue's spiritual root problem?"

The black figure was none other than the alchemy elder.

His face was still covered by a black veil. When the elder in charge of law enforcement asked him a question, he only glanced at him and did not speak.

"Hmph, still feeling down?" the law enforcement elder chuckled.

"Ning Yue has been my disciple for so many days now, and you're still feeling resentful? Didn't the sect leader say that she can also study under you?"

The alchemy elder's eyes grew even colder upon hearing this: "...She hasn't come even once!"

The law enforcement elder paused for a moment.

Instead, the formation elder burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Ning Yue has come all the way here!"

The alchemy elder glanced coldly at the two of them, then spoke again to answer the previous question.

"There are still three spiritual roots with problems, but we haven't found any spiritual plants to nourish them. As long as they are not overused, there shouldn't be any major problems for the time being."

The elder in charge of law enforcement was slightly relieved: "That's fine then."

When the group gets together, they inevitably talk about Ning Yue.

The sect leader watched them engage in a heated debate in silence, exchanging various boasts.

I couldn't help but wonder when this meeting of elders should end.

……

The seven days outside went by quite quickly.

But Ning Yue had lost track of how many seven-day periods had passed in the space of consciousness.

On the morning of the seventh day, the Fusang Sect was still shrouded in a thin morning mist.

Sudden--

A burst of spiritual energy, seemingly broken through a mirror, emanated from Guanhai Peak—

The spiritual energy surged and surged, almost covering most of the Fusang Sect.

One of the disciples was so startled that he opened his eyes and got out of bed.

"Such powerful spiritual energy! Who broke through to a higher realm?!"