On the top of the dark cliff cave, water dripped onto the gray-black rock, forming a pit over the years.
There was a man sitting next to the rock. He was wearing a black robe, sitting cross-legged on the rock with his eyes closed, and his hands folded and facing upwards.
—Within the six directions and through the four seas, what is created and built has formed its foundation.
'Tick-tock'
The water drop had just hit the shallow puddle, and the sound was amplified in the empty and quiet cave, long and crisp. At this time, another drop of water gathered at the top of the cave, paused for a moment, and fell vertically. Seeing that it was about to hit again, the person next to it suddenly reached out and caught the drop of water.
Cold water drops fell into her palms, and Ye Su opened her eyes: she had finally succeeded in building her foundation, in the tenth year since she traveled through time.
After ten years of building the foundation, Ye Su was very satisfied.
After all, the Qianji Sect where she was located was extremely poor. For five hundred years in a row, it was known as the poorest sect in the cultivation world, and no other sect could surpass it. The entire Qianji Sect only had a thin spiritual vein left, and the spiritual energy was pitifully small. In order to practice, the disciples of the Qianji Sect had to go to other sects to get spiritual energy all year round, and this process lasted for hundreds of years.
Five hundred years ago, when Qianji Sect's refined weapons came out, no one could compete with them. Five hundred years later, Qianji Sect's reputation for collecting favors has spread throughout the world of cultivation.
Being poor is really poor, and being shameful is really shameful.
Speaking of five hundred years ago, the Qianji Sect was full of geniuses. Every time they refined a weapon, the major sects would scramble for it. Even the two schools and four sects had to be very polite when they saw people from the Qianji Sect.
However... there were too many geniuses, and when he was refining the weapon, he accidentally sucked all the spiritual veins of his sect clean, leaving only a thin spiritual vein at the peak that no one wanted and was almost forgotten. In addition, there was no talent who was good at management, and the sect suddenly broke down. The Qianji Sect, which had been glorious for generations, fell into decline and began to go on the road of begging for money.
Ye Su's master was the leader of Qianji Sect. It sounded glorious, but the leader did not get any benefits. He only got some low-level miscellaneous spirit stones every year. All the good materials were given to Elder Yang of Jinding Peak.
This Elder Yang practiced dual cultivation with the leader of Wuyin Sect and lived in Wuyin Sect for a long time. He would always bring his disciples with him. The disciples from other peaks of Qianji Sect would find all kinds of excuses to find Elder Yang's disciples, in order to get some spiritual energy for their cultivation.
Therefore, for the sake of these disciples, the head of the sect took the initiative to give the good materials to Elder Yang, even though the other party did not think much of these things.
Ye Su stood up and walked out of the cave. Suddenly, a light golden barrier appeared around her body. Then she slowly crossed the water curtain at the entrance of the cave. She fell down from a small waterfall, tapping the rocks with her footsteps. Just as she was about to go to Jiuxuan Peak, she suddenly heard a sound in front of her, so she stopped and hid behind the falling rocks.
"Brother Lu, I have succeeded in building my foundation!" A sweet and innocent voice came.
Ye Su couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She was so absorbed in her cultivation that she almost forgot that today was also the day when the heroine would successfully establish her foundation.
Yes, Ye Su not only traveled through time, she was also a member of the army of people who traveled through time and space in books.
Ye Su didn't often read novels. The book was forced upon her by her junior sister from the research institute at the time: "Senior sister, there is a supporting character with the same name as yours. I suggest you memorize the whole book to prevent time travel."
Ye Su didn't like reading novels, but the data about research institutes were really boring, so she picked it up and flipped through it, and found that her name only appeared twice in the whole text. She appeared once in the beginning and once later when the Qianji Sect was wiped out by the second male lead, she stood up to block the leader, but was beaten to death by the demons.
Then... she woke up and became Ye Su in the book.
However, as an insignificant supporting character, Ye Su has lived a relatively easy and comfortable life in the past ten years. He is obsessed with cultivation every day and strives to improve his realm.
The only shortcoming is that the male and female protagonists always like to get close to her.
Ye Su has always been easy-going, so he just treated it as watching a TV series.
The one who just spoke was the heroine Ning Qianyao, she was the direct disciple of Elder Yang of Qianji Sect, and was born with a Xuanyin body. Once the blood of the Xuanyin body drips into the refined weapons, it will greatly improve the grade of the weapons. There is no need for any genius treasures, her blood is the most precious material, so it has always been the hope for the future rise of Qianji Sect.
About a year ago, Ning Qianyao hid Lu Chenhan, who was injured in an ambushing, near the back mountain, forcing Ye Su, who had been practicing in the waterfall cave in the back mountain for a long time, to change his route to avoid running into them.
I didn't expect that these two people would be here today, directly blocking my way to leave.
Ye Su raised his eyes to the two people standing upstream of the stream opposite. The young man was wearing a black robe, with a tall figure and a straight back. The clothes were obviously made of the same rough material from Qianjimen, but on him they looked like gorgeous clothes. He had a handsome face and stern eyes.
The girl opposite who was looking up had skin as white as snow, was cute and adorable, had a pair of clear deer eyes and was full of innocence.
She is several times more beautiful than the movie and TV stars in her previous world, Ye Su thought silently. It's quite pleasing to the eyes.
"Congratulations." Lu Chenhan said lightly.
"Today, my master gave me a nourishing heart pill." Ning Qianyao spread out her palm and handed it to the person in front of her with a sweet smile, "Brother Lu, this is for you."
Lu Chenhan looked down at the girl's palm: "No, I should go now."
Ning Qianyao was startled: "Brother Lu, you... your injury is not healed yet."
"Thank you for your care this year." Lu Chenhan took out a jade plaque with words on it and handed it to Ning Qianyao. "My surname is Lu, and I am a disciple of Kunlun. If you have any questions, you can come to Kunlun to find me."
Kunlun... the first sect of cultivation, a holy place for sword cultivation.
Ning Qianyao hadn't yet recovered from the news that he was leaving, and when she heard these words, she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
When Ning Qianyao picked up the person that year, she felt that he was no ordinary person, but she did not expect that he was actually a disciple of Kunlun.
Ning Qianyao's eyes were filled with tears. She lowered her head to look at the words on the jade token in her hand, took a deep breath, then clenched the jade token tightly and stuffed the Yangxin Pill to Lu Chenhan. She raised her head and said firmly, "Lu, Brother Lu, I didn't save you for a reward. Will you participate in the sect competition in three years?"
Lu Chenhan lowered his eyes to look at the low-level Yangxin Pill in his hand, then raised his eyes to look at the serious-looking girl opposite him, and finally nodded: "Yes."
"Then we'll meet at the sect competition in three years." Ning Qianyao muttered with her head down, "I don't want your reward. I will stand on Kunlun with honor. You have to wait for me."
"… good."
After a moment, Lu Chenhan raised his hand to summon the Gu Cang Sword, flew up on the sword, and disappeared in the Qianji Gate in the blink of an eye.
Ning Qianyao looked up in a daze at the disappearing figure. It turned out that Brother Lu had already established his foundation.
In the world of cultivation, only those who have reached the foundation building level or above can fly with a sword.
…
After the two of them left, Ye Su came out from behind the rocks and couldn't help but sigh: The formation of their Qianji Sect is simply useless, and anyone can come in and out at will.
It's shameful, so shameful.
As the eldest senior sister of Qianji Sect, Ye Su felt ashamed. No wonder the second male lead only sent a small group of demons to destroy Qianji Sect in the later period.
Ye Su shook her head and quickly climbed up Jiuxuan Peak.
Along the way, the disciples of Qianjimen were all in high spirits, as if something good had happened.
Ye Su walked to the master's door and knocked: "Master."
"Come in."
Ye Su pushed open the door and saw her head master sitting there drinking tea. He was also wearing a black robe, but with a few gold threads embellishing the cuffs and chest.
"Your junior sister has established her foundation today." The head of the sect stroked his beard and said happily while holding up the teacup, "She is also a mysterious Yin body. If she becomes a master of refining weapons in the future, she may be able to earn a spiritual vein back. Then our Qianji Sect will not have to borrow spiritual energy from other sects in the future."
The head master is about two hundred years old and is in the early Nascent Soul stage. He has a decent talent and can barely make a living by refining weapons for the Qianji Sect. Unfortunately, he has no spiritual energy and elixirs, so he has been stuck at this stage.
Ye Su sat directly on the chair next to the head master and poured himself a glass of water: "Master, I have also established my foundation."
"Very good." The head master nodded, lowered his head and took a sip of tea. When he reacted, he sprayed out the tea, "Puff—"
"You have also established your foundation? When did it happen?" The head master asked in shock and fear, "How did you establish your foundation? You can establish your foundation like this?"
"I succeeded in building my foundation this morning." Ye Su dodged the tea sprayed by her master and said calmly, "Maybe I have a good talent."
The head master put down the teacup, grasped Ye Su's hand, and couldn't help shaking his beard: "Your junior sister stays in Wuyin Sect for more than 20 days every month. It's fine if she has abundant spiritual energy to build a foundation. But you build a foundation without anything, it's really..."
The spiritual energy in the world of cultivation is thin and scattered. Ordinary cultivators cannot gather and absorb it at all. Therefore, cultivators need to rely on spiritual veins and spiritual stones to practice.
As the eldest disciple, he only received a few crappy spirit stones every year, which was almost equivalent to nothing. Now he had succeeded in building his foundation only by relying on the thin spiritual energy in the surroundings.
"Master, the foundation has been built." Ye Su patted the master's hand, "It can't be taken back."
At this time, another person called "Master" outside the door. The two turned around and saw an extremely handsome young man standing outside. There was a red mole in the middle of his forehead, as bright as a drop of blood. This appearance should have made him look holy, but the young man was too beautiful, which made him look a bit weird.
The head of the sect suppressed the turmoil in his heart, pretended to be calm, picked up the teacup, maintained his image as a master, and let the person at the door in: "Yi Xuan, what's the matter?"
"Master, Senior Sister." The young man walked in, paused, lowered his eyes and said, "Yi Xuan has just successfully established his foundation."
The head of the sect was struck by lightning, the teacup fell from his hand, and he stood up suddenly, without any joy on his face: "You... Is the Heavenly Dao really going to destroy our Qianji Sect?!"
Ye Su stood up and supported the head master: "Master, calm down."
The head master shuddered all over and sighed: "Five hundred years ago, a genius appeared in the Qianji Sect and sucked the sect's spiritual veins clean. Since then, the Qianji Sect has been in decline. Now you guys..."
Qianjimen is most afraid of this kind of talented party, but they can't afford to support them.
The head of the sect thought about how poor the Jiuxuan Peak was, and his heart was bleeding, but he still said, "Why don't you two quit the sect and go to other sects? The Qianji Sect... can't afford to support geniuses."
Ye Su coughed and said, "Master, there is no need to do this. At worst, we can just go around and beg for money."
The head of the sect looked at Ye Su seriously: "How can you say that? If this gets out, how will other sects view our Qianji Sect?"
Ye Su met the master's eyes and suddenly realized something. He immediately changed his words: "The various sects have been taking care of Qianji Sect for so many years. We, as disciples, should find an opportunity to visit them."
The head master immediately stroked his beard with satisfaction and said: "You have finally grown up. In three days, take a few junior brothers and sisters to visit various sects."
"Okay, Master." Ye Su agreed and helped the head master sit down.
Yi Xuan raised his eyes and looked quietly at the master and disciple opposite him. The two of them looked exactly the same shameless.
"Master, I..."
"Junior brother, Master needs to rest. Let's go out first." Ye Su interrupted Yi Xuan, pulled him out with a smile, and closed the door.
The two walked out of the yard, and Yi Xuan immediately pulled open his sleeves and said, "Big sister, I will go down the mountain to gain experience in three days, so you can do the visiting by yourselves."
Ye Su turned around, the smile on her face faded: "It's up to you whether to go or not, just don't say it in front of the master."
Yi Xuan is the second male lead in the original book.
He has half-demon blood and has been taken in by the leader of Qianji Sect since he was a child. He has a very strong sense of self-esteem.
All the disciples loved to go to Wuyin Sect to get some spiritual energy for cultivation. Only he was laughed at once by the disciples of Wuyin Sect when he was young. After realizing the status of Qianji Sect, he never went to Wuyin Sect again.
The heroine Ning Qianyao was worried that he had no spiritual energy to practice, so she often sent him some spirit stones.
Although Yi Xuan did not accept it, he has been Ning Qianyao's protector since then. Later, he became jealous of Lu Chenhan for winning Ning Qianyao's favor, and turned into a demon. From then on, the bloody love drama between the three of them began.
According to the time calculation, this time Yi Xuan will follow Ning Qianyao who is about to go for training, wanting to protect her, and then be noticed by the leader of Wujian Sect. From then on, he leaves Qianji Sect and becomes a famous young genius in the sect competition.
Ye Su remembered that in the original book, the head master always thought that Yi Xuan had met with an accident and did not come back. He went out to look for him several times, and finally heard about it from other people. He was deeply saddened, which caused his realm to be damaged.
Just now the leader said that they should leave the sect, but the pride in his eyes could not be concealed. Even if his disciples did not have any spiritual nourishment or assistance from spiritual stones or elixirs, they could still successfully build their foundation.
"By the way, if you want to leave the sect in the future, it's best to write a letter and let me know." Ye Su reminded, "After all, Master raised you for ten years."
Ye Su was only seven years old when she traveled through time. She was lying in a mass grave and was picked up by the head master. She was the fifth child picked up by the master.
It just so happened that the leader and elders of Qianji Sect began to accept disciples that year. Most of the other elders accepted one, or at most two, but the leader felt that he had a responsibility to all five children he had picked up, and it would not be fair to accept any of them, so he simply accepted them all at once.
Ye Su, the eldest senior sister, was chosen by drawing lots. In fact, the five disciples are all about the same age, but usually the other junior brothers and sisters listen to her.
Yi Xuan stood under the sycamore tree in front of the courtyard gate. A faint shadow fell on his face, which made his eyebrows and eyes more brilliant. He raised his eyes and looked at Ye Su: "Senior Sister, what do you mean by this?"
Ye Su shrugged: "Just a reminder, Junior Brother is so talented and good at swordsmanship, he is not suitable for Qianji Sect."
"Senior Sister, are you encouraging me to quit the sect?" Yi Xuan asked back.
"That's not the case." Ye Su didn't want to dwell on this topic with him. Anyway, Yi Xuan would go to Wujian Sect in a few months, so she waved her hand casually and said, "I'm leaving first."
Yi Xuan fell behind, silently looking at Ye Su's leaving back, the red mole between his eyebrows inexplicably seemed even brighter.