Chapter 1

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Chapter 1: For Martial Sisters, I Will Do It!

“What is your cultivation for?”

Since childhood, Qing Luan had answered this question countless times.

For longevity.

For the sake of fame.

To know how high the sky is.

For…

Every time, she gave a different answer.

Maybe it was because her talent was far superior to ordinary people from a young age, but no matter what her answer was, she would always be praised. In contrast, people who repeated her answer were often scolded. At that time, Qing Luan understood that some people are born to be superior to others.

But she didn’t become arrogant.

The reason for this was her sister, Hong Luan, who had displayed even greater talent than her since childhood. Not long after joining the Duxian sect, Hong Luan became the leader of her generation of disciples and was once seen as a strong candidate for the next sect leader.

The light of Qing Luan was completely overshadowed by Hong Luan.

She knew.

Since embarking on the road of cultivation, her real goal had always been to surpass Hong Luan. Her desire to compete was only ever directed at her sister.

However, Hong Luan was old enough to be her grandmother. Her talent was better, and her cultivation time was far longer. No matter how hard she tried, Qing Luan found she couldn’t close the gap.

Especially after entering the Golden Core Stage, Qing Luan realized there was something wrong with her once-proud talent. Her cultivation speed no longer met expectations.

If this continued, she would never catch up to her sister.

Just when she was feeling lost, Chen Yizhi’s sudden transformation showed her an unimaginable new path—following Martial Sister Bai Lian’s way!

—

Generally speaking, a cultivator pursues their own way to climb to the peak. Qing Luan thought so at first, but soon she realized: Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian was different.

Her way was a broad road to heaven!

Why?

Because Martial Sister Bai Lian was a natural saint. The way of saints is the way of heaven. For cultivators, understanding the way of heaven is no different from understanding the way of saints.

Then why bother trying to gain insight into the way of heaven? Wouldn’t it be easier to gain insight through Martial Sister Bai Lian’s way?

Great!

Qing Luan even found support for her theory in ancient texts. In ancient times, there was a saint who preached, and those who listened gained understanding of the great Tao and became immortals. Even a rabbit passing by gained wisdom and a cultivation method.

In Qing Luan’s view, Martial Sister Bai Lian’s saintly body was not fully developed. Yet even so, many had already benefitted—most obviously Bai Lian’s two younger martial sisters and the rabbit that followed her.

Inspired by its ancestors, the rabbit must have firmly grasped Martial Sister Bai Lian’s thigh.

—

Filled with great expectation, Qing Luan entered the hall where the sect leader handled affairs.

When she entered, Jue Yunzi was tapping the table with his index finger.

Qing Luan quickly saluted. “Sect leader.”

Jue Yunzi raised his head, stopped tapping, and said in a deep voice, “Here you are.”

He had been pondering. A few days ago, Elder Gaoyi proposed placing more responsibility on Bai Lian. But deciding what to assign her was tricky.

Break into a secret realm? Send her on a mission? No, too dangerous.

Qing Luan’s proposal brightened Jue Yunzi’s eyes. It was perfect—help the strong find weakness and the weak find confidence! Bai Lian seemed far more reliable than An Lan or Yan Yue.

If Qing Luan could rise to a higher level under Bai Lian’s guidance, it would surely benefit the Duxian sect.

“I agree with your request,” Jue Yunzi said, “but the details will depend on Bai Lian’s willingness. Here’s a letter of introduction.”

Qing Luan bowed deeply. “Sect leader, thank you.”

She didn’t expect him to force Bai Lian to teach her—that was unrealistic. But with this letter, her chances of success had significantly improved.

—

As Qing Luan left the hall happily, she ran into her sister, Hong Luan.

The woman in red had a cold temperament, making her seem unapproachable. She stopped Qing Luan.

“What did the sect leader ask you to do?”

Qing Luan explained everything.

Hong Luan looked thoughtful. Go study under Bai Lian? In her opinion, this was a good opportunity to gauge Bai Lian’s true strength.

Rather than getting angry at her sister’s interest in her “enemy,” she smiled. “It seems my Little Qing Luan is no longer single-minded.”

“No,” Qing Luan murmured, staring sheepishly at her shoes.

“Well,” Hong Luan said, “I’ll go to Qiongming Peak with you. If Bai Lian doesn’t agree, I’ll help you beg her!”

“Sister!” Qing Luan was deeply moved. What a good sister!

Although her sister treated her well, she still felt compelled to surpass her.

“Where are you going?” Hong Luan asked.

“I’m going to prepare a gift,” Qing Luan replied—a collection of medicinal pills.

—

A quarter of an hour later, on Qiongming Peak:

After reading the letter Qing Luan handed her, Bai Lian shifted her gaze to Hong Luan.

Though the Demon Soul possessing Chen Yizhi had been killed, Bai Lian still felt unsafe. Hong Luan, her number one enemy, was standing before her.

Recalling the trouble Hong Luan caused in the game, Bai Lian understood immediately: this bad woman was scheming! Placing Qing Luan beside her as a “spy”? Ridiculous.

Would the wise Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian fall for such a ploy?

Just as she considered rejecting the idea, system options appeared:

1. Refuse Qing Luan.

(Reward: Light Skill +2)

2. Accept Qing Luan’s request.

(Reward: Cooking +1)

“?”

Since there was no real danger, refusal wasn’t necessary.

Qing Luan suddenly presented many bottles of medicine. “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian, these are gifts I prepared. Although you don’t need them, they could help younger Martial Sisters Xiao Jinse and Su Youwei.”

“…Medicinal pills. So many medicinal pills!”

Suppressing her reluctance, Bai Lian responded, “Younger Martial Sister Qing Luan, your studious spirit has moved me! But… Whether you can learn depends on your own understanding. After all, I’ve never taught before!”

When Qing Luan heard the word but, her heart pounded. Only when Bai Lian finished speaking did she realize her request had been granted.

“I…” Qing Luan was too excited to speak.

Hong Luan nodded secretly. The first step was complete.

Bai Lian, meanwhile, tucked the pills away. She had no choice—her two younger martial sisters were like bottomless pits when it came to resources. Though they recently acquired more pills, they’d run out soon.

As their elder martial sister, Bai Lian needed to save for them.

As for Qing Luan? Fine, she’d teach her.

“I dare to teach; do you dare to learn?”

With a smile, Bai Lian led Qing Luan into the room.