When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 4 is a genius
The idea is right, but it takes time to set up the formation.

But... just when the formation was about to take shape, the little girl, who had been puffed up by the restless spiritual energy in her body, suddenly shrank! Like a ball with a hole in it, she shrank a circle and advanced in front of everyone!

The first stage of Qi Refining.

For a moment, the whole mountain fell into an eerie silence, and one could almost hear a pin drop.

This girl, who had never been exposed to any introductory cultivation techniques, and who almost died from an explosion of spiritual energy after accidentally ingesting a pill, actually endured the pain of a sudden increase in spiritual energy without any help from anyone, and absorbed and digested all the violent spiritual energy with her talent, and then... she advanced on her own! ?
Lan Fei widened her eyes and swallowed subconsciously. Don't ask, because she was nervous. She wanted to bring such a genius to their Fengqi Sect.

However, the competitive pressure is also quite great.

She looked around with her beautiful eyes, and sure enough, the elders of the Shengguo Sect and the people of the Wandao Sect also had shining eyes, staring at the little girl who had just successfully advanced, her whole body shrunk, and a vortex of spiritual energy was faintly forming around her body, unwilling to move their eyes away.

The little girl was drawing Qi into her body and advancing almost at the same time. Tempering her body was definitely the first step in officially embarking on the path to immortality.

Seeing the smelly black mud beginning to seep out of the little girl's skin, Lan Fei reflexively cast a dust-purification spell on her. Fortunately, this spell was not deflected by the strange spiritual energy in her body, otherwise... she couldn't imagine the scene of the body-tempering impurities exploding in the air and then falling equally on everyone.

The little girl, who was originally covered in blood, became clean and white under the purification technique.

When everyone saw her facial features clearly, they liked her even more. They didn't expect that this girl was not only a genius in spiritual practice, but also had such a cute and pretty appearance.

"Ahem, most of our Fengqi Sect's skills are suitable for girls. This girl, we..."

Lan Fei knew that the biggest competitor for whether or not the child could be accepted into his own sect today was actually the Wan Dao Sect, so he prepared to strike first.

"Hey? Master Lan Fei, you can't say that. Which sect doesn't have a collection of exercises suitable for girls? This advantage is not unique to Fengqi Sect."

Unexpectedly, before Wandao Sect, which was regarded as a competitor by Lan Fei, could speak, Shengguo Sect, which had just become a battle-damaged sect, took the initiative to speak up and stop them.

The old man had half of his sleeves burned off during the fight. Although he looked embarrassed, he could not lose in terms of momentum for the sake of the sect's interests.

He took a step forward, stroked his equally burnt beard, and pointed at Zhou Ling, whose eyes were closed, and spoke with confidence.

"I know this child and her mother. They are mortals who moved to the foot of our sect's mountain to avoid disaster a few years ago and later settled down here. They have been protected by our sect for the past few years and are now ours. Moreover, during this disaster, the mother and daughter killed many evil cultivators. They are meritorious people of our sect and should be rewarded. If she wants to become an immortal, she must come to our Shengguo Sect."

It's well-founded and hard to refute, but...

It's not that Lan Fei underestimated him. This girl was able to figure out how to use her spiritual awareness and spiritual power on her own without any exposure to spiritual practice, and to use so many talismans to kill the enemies. It was obvious that she was smart.

Even a good bird chooses the right tree to roost in, let alone this little girl and her mother, one of whom is very likely the successor of the Hengyue Sword Technique, so their choice will inevitably fall on the strong.

The Shengguo Sect suffered heavy losses in this battle. In the past, this mother and daughter would have chosen to seek refuge at the foot of their sect’s mountain, but now, that might not be the case.

"Zi Yan, what do you think of Wan Dao Sect?"

The embarrassed but unyielding old man is the elder of the Shengguo Sect, Qi Zheng Zhenren.

Seeing that the two families had started to quarrel, but the people of Wandao Sect were still acting as if nothing had happened, they had no choice but to drag them along. It was not because they wanted to have more opponents, but even if the girl and her mother failed to snatch the Shengguo Sect away, the Fengqi Sect couldn't just take advantage of it and monopolize it!

"Uncle Master Qi, please don't make things difficult for me. My uncle and his group have gone to hunt down the remnants of the Infant Devouring Sect. How can a junior like me be their leader? Besides... as for the matter of accepting a disciple, doesn't it depend on the child's own wishes?"

Zi Yan refused with a wry smile, but in fact, she was also envious of this talented child, but the elders of the sect were not here, and she really couldn't make the decision. She could only say something practical to calm the two elders who were in a tense atmosphere. You can't force someone to be a disciple, you have to look at the person's choice. Sure enough, after hearing this, the two looked at each other, and although they were unwilling, they still looked at Zhou Ling's little face with closed eyes again.

In fact, Zhou Ling had regained consciousness a long time ago. The pain in her body disappeared, and the warmth in her lower abdomen, as well as the clear and spiritual energy filling her limbs, bones, and internal organs, were all reminding her that she had actually accidentally embarked on the path of cultivating immortals because of this disaster.

But the current situation seems a bit awkward.

Two senior immortal cultivators who sounded very important were standing on her left and right, refusing to give in to each other. The atmosphere was tense. As the object of competition, Zhou Ling said that she didn't dare to open her eyes.

If one wants to have an easier journey on the path of cultivating immortals, it is essential to choose a sect to join. She has also read two novels about cultivating immortals and knows how hard the life of a casual cultivator is.

But now, she is not single. If she wants to choose a sect, she needs to choose one that can accommodate her mother.

When the fetus came into this world, the mother was seriously injured, had a miscarriage, and was about to give birth.

She is the biological child that her mother gave birth to at the cost of half her life. In this land where the strong prey on the weak, a single beautiful woman with a newborn baby is not safe anywhere. Her mother has protected her over the years, and she has nearly lost her life several times in battles with monsters and evil men. But no matter how difficult life was, her mother never thought of giving up on her. Instead, she did her best to hold her in the palm of her hand and pamper her.

Now, it's her turn to protect her mother.

The names of the three sects present quickly appeared in her mind. She tried her best to recall the news she had heard about these sects before, trying to choose the most suitable one.

But she didn't know whether it was because she was not pretending to be unconscious or for some other reason, the woman called Zhenjun Lan Fei actually reached out and gently shook her shoulder.

"Little girl, tell me yourself, which sect do you want to join?"

The power of choice hit her on the head with a bang, and it was difficult for Zhou Ling to open her eyes even if she didn't want to.

"I……"

Zhou Ling seemed to have just woken up, rubbing her sleepy eyes and sitting up. Just as she was about to say that she needed to think about it more, she suddenly realized that something was wrong with her!

There was a strong pulling sensation, as if a giant hand had grasped her soul and was slowly pulling it out of her body.

She opened her mouth, but could not make any sound. The scene in front of her eyes seemed to flash, and in an instant she switched back to the hospital ward where she had died in her previous life, and then immediately switched back again.

The TV hanging on the wall of the ward, the familiar advertisement being played, and the beeping sounds from the medical equipment beside the bed, although only for a moment, were so real!

"Don't be afraid, little girl. Choose whichever company you want. Just say it boldly. The seniors will support you, so you don't have to worry about offending others."

Lan Fei's gentle voice rang in her ears, but Zhou Ling didn't care what she said at this moment, because she she she... She saw a familiar shadow of a planet gradually appearing in the blue sky opposite!

It was her former home, her Blue Star mother!
Although her throat still couldn't make any sound, she was so excited that tears welled up in her eyes. She raised her hand tremblingly and pointed at the shadow in the air.

Everyone present looked in the direction of her finger and saw Wan Dao Sect disciple Zi Yan, who also had a look of disbelief on her face.

"Me?" Zi Yan's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly. She raised her hand and pointed at herself uncertainly.

Zhou Ling was speechless, still pointing firmly at the blue star shadow in the air behind Zi Yan.

(End of this chapter)