Qing Xuan's Disciple Is Only This Good?

Of course, for Bai Lan, absorbing the spiritual energy within Spirit Stones for cultivation had long become commonplace—all thanks to her bottomless-pit Chaos Spiritual Root.

After counterkilling them and taking the three of their Storage Bags, Bai Lan would naturally gain more Spirit Stones than she had lost this time.

Bai Lan planned to earn back every Spirit Stone expended in this battle from those three Storage Bags.

"I'm absorbing my own Spirit Stones. What does that have to do with you? Do you live in the ocean, sticking your nose into everything?" As she spoke, Bai Lan took out the Concealment Robe that could block divine sense from her Storage Bag.

If she fought them head-on, she would definitely be the one who died.

Hiding her body and launching attacks from the shadows was the best tactic.

"Courting death!"

The moment the young man finished speaking, several gusts of wind rose around Bai Lan and swept toward her, revealing her figure.

A cultivator with a Wind Spiritual Root?

With a flick of her hand, Bai Lan wrapped herself in the robe, and her figure vanished from where she stood. She then cast a Golden Bell Shield over herself, instantly turning herself from visible to hidden as she lurked in the shadows without a word.

The young man had not expected the woman arguing with him a moment ago to vanish in an instant. His brows furrowed as he stepped forward several paces, yet he still could not detect any trace of Bai Lan.

"Hmph, hiding, are you? Do you really think I can't see you?" The young man's gaze swept over the surroundings, his expression growing darker and darker.

"I've already seen you. Come out, and I might even leave you an intact corpse."

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If you had really seen her, you would have rushed over and killed her already. Why would you be standing there yelling nonsense like this?

Bai Lan said nothing. If she responded now, her voice would reveal her location to some extent.

"Host, what are you planning to do? How about we quietly slip away?" The system did not quite dare speak either, typing on the screen to chat with Bai Lan.

Bai Lan shook her head slightly.

Fleeing before the battle had even begun was not her style.

The system fell silent.

But preserving save data above all else was his style!!! Following the host around every day was nerve-racking.

"Go check on that Azure Sect disciple. See if he's still alive. If he's dead, collect his Storage Bag for me first."

Bai Lan typed her reply to the system.

If she really could not win later, she could still grab the Storage Bags and run. That would not be too much of a loss.

The system fell silent again after reading it.

As expected of the host. Even in a situation like this, she was still thinking about other people's Storage Bags.

"What if he's still alive? Should I snatch his Storage Bag?"

Bai Lan was speechless. "I only take Storage Bags from enemies and dead people. I'm not some bandit, always eyeing everyone's Storage Bags. If he's still alive, forget it."

There was no reason not to take Long Aotian's Storage Bag. Showing mercy and morality toward enemies was disrespecting oneself.

The system awkwardly coughed. "G-Got it."

Hidden in the shadows, Bai Lan used Spirit Stones to restore the spiritual energy within her body. Once her spiritual energy was full again, she began attacking from concealment.

The Earth Spike Technique disrupted the enemy's footing, the Entanglement Technique restrained him, and the Fireball Technique coordinated with the Golden Sword Technique to attack.

"What kind of Mystical Techniques are these?!" The young man's tone was shocked.

The attacks seemed to appear suddenly from the front, back, left, and right. He had not even caught sight of that woman's figure.

"Stop hiding! If you've got the guts, come out and fight me fairly!" The young man took out an umbrella-shaped spirit artifact and opened it in defense before speaking in a deep voice.

What a joke. The other side had three people while she was alone, and their cultivation gap was so huge—this was called fair?

Since when was there any fairness in the cultivation world?

The other party panicked for a moment, but quickly steadied himself. Although Bai Lan's Mystical Techniques were dazzling and seemed to number more than ten, a closer look revealed that they were all low-tier Yellow-grade techniques.

Following the direction of the incoming attacks, the young man charged straight into them and viciously slashed out with the long saber in his hand.

"...Urgh..." Bai Lan muffled a groan as a gash deep enough to expose bone was instantly cut into her arm.

Had she not dodged in time, this arm would already have...

Blood flowed from the wound, and the smell of blood spread through the air.

The bloodstains on the ground exposed Bai Lan's position. The young man grinned viciously. "I thought it was some incredible technique. So you only concealed your figure. Did you really think you could hide flawlessly? Putting on airs and toying with me."

Bai Lan merely gave a soft laugh. The instant the young man's saber came down, she activated a load.

It was normal to have some errors in the first battle.

On the second run, she learned from the experience and adjusted her fighting style, quickly pulling herself together.

Again and again, until after the thirty-seventh load...

She flashed aside to evade the young man's descending saber, then thrust out her spear with a backhand strike, piercing his heart with swift, precise ruthlessness.

"Y-You... who exactly are you? Why can you evade every one of my attacks..." Blood spilled from the young man's mouth, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

Bai Lan lifted the robe, revealing the figure she had concealed, and spoke coldly. "In your next life, do less killing and robbing for treasure. It damages your virtue."

Under the frightened gaze of the young man, Bai Lan drew out her spear and thrust it once more, thoroughly ending his life.

Finishing blows were important—Bai Lan had always kept that firmly in mind.

She rummaged through the Storage Bag, put away the spiritual artifact that had fallen to the ground, then cast the Fireball Technique to destroy the corpse and erase all traces.

She had become thoroughly adept at this whole sequence.

"Host! Are you done fighting?" The system's tone was somewhat strange. "Um, that Azure Origin Sect disciple, he..."

Bai Lan wiped the blood from her spear and raised a brow. "What? Don't tell me he really died?"

"No, actually, he... Sigh, never mind. Host, you should go take a look yourself." The system hesitated, then finally stamped its foot and pushed Bai Lan forward.

Bai Lan said helplessly, "What are you so conflicted about? Whether that person is alive or dead is just one sentence, isn't it?"

Led by the system, Bai Lan followed it to the entrance of a cave. Only then did she clearly see who the young man bound by the Spirit Binding Rope actually was.

On the second day after she had first entered this world and tested her spiritual roots, a mid-stage Qi Refinement disciple under True Person Qing Xuan had accompanied Bai Ling to cause trouble at the Bai Residence.

And the person before her was none other than one of the female lead's harem members—Le Qing, True Person Qing Xuan's disciple.

Bai Lan's gaze turned cold. Under his astonished stare, she swung her spear around and pressed it against his throat.

She smiled as she spoke. "Kid, aren't you Le Qing, that disciple of True Person Qing Xuan? The one who follows Bai Ling around? Haven't seen you in a few months, and you've gotten this pathetic—getting surrounded and beaten up by a few Rogue Cultivators."

Had she known it was him, Bai Lan would not have saved him. What a waste of effort.

Of course, it was not too late to finish him off now.

Le Qing stiffened his neck. "Y-you, what are you doing?! Are you with those Rogue Cultivators?"

Bai Lan smiled faintly. "That's not wrong. I wasn't originally with them, but now..."