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Yuan Xingche didn't know how long he looked at it. The wind blew softly on his face, lifting the hair on his back and making it fall on the hem of his clothes, like a sparkling galaxy.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Li felt something lightly falling on her cheek and she slowly opened her eyes.

I was surprised to find that all the pear trees around were in full bloom.

Snow-white petals adorn the branches, like snow, cotton and clouds, gentle and romantic, with a light fragrance in the wind.

Mesmerized by the sight before her, she stood up and raised her hand, trying to catch a falling petal.

Something seemed to flash through my mind, so fast that I couldn't catch it.

A petal fell silently along with her fingertips.

From afar came the sounds of hurried footsteps, panting, and a sticky evil aura.

Shi Li frowned, holding the sword at his waist with one hand, and looked vigilantly in the direction of the evil spirit.

First I saw a staggering black dot, and then it gradually became clear.

A little boy covered in blood is running for his life.

Behind him, several unrecognizable monsters were chasing him calmly, treating the boy as a plaything and teasing him at will.

The little boy was cute and fair, with a pair of eyes that were like the cleanest and most flawless tea in the world, flashing with tenacity and determination.

Shi Li subconsciously wanted to draw his sword to help, but found that he seemed to be under a spell and could neither move nor speak.

I watched helplessly as the little boy was slapped into the pear orchard by the monster behind him, hit against the tree trunks, and vomited blood.

All his internal organs were damaged and he collapsed under the pear tree, unable to move a finger.

A few monsters felt they had enough fun and slowly surrounded the little boy, ready to devour his soul and body.

Shi Li was extremely anxious, but could only watch it all happen.

The next second, an accident happened.

The little boy closed his eyes that had been trying hard to keep open, and his whole body was gently lifted up by a majestic aura, floating in the air, with his ink-black hair flying in the air.

The whole person seemed to be placed in the center of a vortex. Pure and extraordinary spiritual power emerged from nothing and like a sharp blade, cutting the unsuspecting monster into two pieces.

The little boy actually embarked on the path of cultivation on his own without any guidance.

Shi Li looked at him in shock.

No one has ever been able to skip the foundation-building stage directly, and this little boy, who just now had no spiritual power at all, now has signs of forming a pill in his body.

This is even more unbelievable than a fairy tale!

Shi Li couldn't believe her eyes.

After a few breaths, the golden elixir began to form in the boy's body, and dark clouds rolled above his head.

Thunder disaster is coming.

Shi Li looked at the little boy who seemed to be in a coma, and her heart shrank into a ball with nervousness.

Click-click——

A bolt of lightning as bright as daylight struck down from the sky, threatening to strike the little boy unconscious.

At the critical moment, the pear blossoms above his head fell one after another and formed a formation, blocking every bolt of lightning that was striking the boy.

One, two...a total of nine heavenly thunders.

The boy nestled safely in the sea of ​​flowers as the pear blossoms fell.

After the thunderstorm, the pear blossoms scattered, leaving only withered branches.

The cool breeze blew silently, blowing the withered petals farther and farther away.

After an unknown amount of time, Shi Li felt her legs were sore from standing. Finally, another person appeared. She saw the unconscious boy under the pear tree and exclaimed "Huh" in surprise.

Shi Li recognized that the middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian scholar was Jun Chen, the leader of Qingyang Sect.

Without a second thought, he brought the boy back to Qingyang Sect and accepted him as his personal disciple.

Shi Li also followed him to Qingyang Sect.

In the hall, the boy who had just woken up and washed himself up slowly bowed down in front of Jun Chen, "Disciple Yuan Xingche, hello to the Master."

"Okay, okay, from now on it will be up to you to restore the glory of Qingyang Sect!" Jun Chen sat at the top, smiling very kindly.

But after he sent Yuan Xingche away, his own biological son Jun Beiyu came to him again, indignant.

"Now everyone in Qingyang Sect knows that he is a rare genius, and they say that Qingyang Sect will rely on him in the future!"

Jun Beiyu was of similar age to Yuan Xingche. He wore an elegant and expensive brocade robe, but his natural good looks were almost destroyed by his anger.

Jun Chen's face turned cold, "You're yelling as soon as you get here, how disrespectful!"

Jun Beiyu was still afraid of his father. He said nothing after being scolded, with a look of grievance on his face.

"Why are you in such a hurry? This Qingyang Sect will be yours from now on. What does it matter if a little disciple becomes famous?"

Seeing his son calm down, Jun Chen smiled and said, "Since he is a disciple of Qingyang Sect, he should devote himself to you and me."

It’s so shameless!

Hearing this, Shi Li became angry.

But she had been restrained by an unknown force and could do nothing but watch.

I watched helplessly as Jun Chen and Jun Beiyu took advantage of Yuan Xingche's trust, kidnapped him in the name of the eldest senior brother, and made him sacrifice for Qingyang Sect again and again...