Ye Ningshuang, who had been gone for many days, finally returned to the sect.
But the Ye Ningshuang of today was rather different from the Ye Ningshuang who had first entered the Divine Firmament Sword Sect.
When she had first joined the Divine Firmament Sword Sect, Ye Ningshuang had possessed a fragility that ran deep in her bones, making people feel protective of her at the mere sight of her.
Even her speech had been soft and gentle.
Now, however, Ye Ningshuang carried an air of bloodshed, having also shed her former ladylike gentleness and fragility.
Instead, she now radiated a coldness that warned strangers away even from a distance.
Of course, the speed of Ye Ningshuang's transformation had much to do with what she had experienced while training down the mountain these past days.
Before she began cultivating, Ye Ningshuang had thought wicked people were merely bandits in the mountains or corrupt officials who took bribes and twisted the law.
Their wickedness left ordinary people unable to breathe.
But after entering the cultivation world, Ye Ningshuang understood that evil lay in the heart.
Ye Ningshuang disagreed with the saying that nothing was more wicked than the human heart. Why pin it all on humans?
The evil she had witnessed showed that any intelligent creature could be wicked.
She had seen independent cultivators prey on other criminals for resources, and she had also seen a cultivator rescue a little fox and treat her sincerely, only for that little fox to rip out his heart and liver in the end and call him a fool.
She had even seen fellow disciples in other sects bully those without connections because they had connections themselves.
Cultivators with powerful backgrounds bullied talented fellow disciples who had none.
She had also witnessed independent cultivators advance