Chapter 1 Picking Fights Again
I was the last personal female disciple of the sect master of Qingyun Sect, Qinghe Immortal Venerable.
Everyone in Qingyun Sect liked me, except Eldest Senior Sister Qin Ruoyi.
Today, I came to make trouble for Eldest Senior Sister again.
A few days ago, Eldest Senior Sister had badmouthed me in front of Master again.
She said I only knew how to take shortcuts all day, never thought of improving, and had barely reached Foundation Establishment by leaning on my Senior Brothers, unfit for any great use.
She threw four-character idioms at me, always picking whichever sounded uglier.
I was furious. I felt I had lost face.
Looking at Eldest Senior Sister standing on the stone steps, malice rose in me.
I struck toward her with a palm laced with spiritual energy, trying to knock her down.
Eldest Senior Sister dodged with no expression on her face.
"..."
Fine. Fine. Fine.
Under the frightened looks of my Senior Brothers, I rolled down.
Of course.
Win, and you sit in jail. Lose, and you check into the ward.
Eldest Senior Sister was confined in the ice prison, and I was in the medicine hall looking at a fracture.
When my injury healed, Eldest Senior Sister came out too.
I did not know why.
Every time I ran into Eldest Senior Sister, I would inexplicably want to provoke her.
Even though the Senior Brothers in the sect all sided with me.
After I provoked her, I was the one who suffered every single time.
Either bones broken, or meridians snapped.
A little worse, and a small crack would split my spirit root.
The problem was, why did I have zero awareness of learning from a fall!?
Instead.
Fall after fall after fall...
My spirit root had been stitched and patched for three years, then another three years.
My brain still acted like it was coated in a layer of dust, never keeping a lesson.
Before my mother left, she had told me to live well, yet I still loved taking risks.
When I was alone, I could never figure it out.
I scratched my head.
I figured if I could not figure it out, I would not think about it.
So.
I ran off again to block her, provoke her, and chase her while cursing.
I said no one loved her, no one cared for her. Even if she was right, Master and the Senior Brothers would never side with her.
Even Eldest Senior Brother, who had grown up with her and was betrothed to her, did not like her.
Kill a person, then kill the heart. Heh heh heh.