Sang Ying on the Heaven's Chosen Ranking

Jiang Zhuoxue woke up on the third day after Sang Ying Core Formation. At that time, Sang Ying was discussing leaving the island with Gu Shu and the others.

Gu Shu had long been impatient to stay in this godforsaken place, so when he heard that Sang Ying wanted to leave, he was the first to stand up and support her.

There's not much to say about vines; they only care about having food and don't care where they go.

Before leaving, Sang Ying wanted to establish three rules with them. "The Dragon Abyss Sword is truly special. I can't guarantee that there won't be anyone outside who, like Jiang Zhuoxue, will recognize it. So, Gu Shu, you'll have to stay inside the bone sword for now, and I'll carefully store the Dragon Abyss Sword away. But I promise I'll find a good spirit sword for you to stay in as soon as possible."

"And you!" Sang Ying pointed at the vines. "The people outside are complicated, and the Immortal Spirit Realm is mostly populated by high-level cultivators. Once we're out there, you can't take other people's food without permission. If there's anything you want to eat, just tell me, and I'll buy it for you. But you absolutely cannot steal anything from others!"

If they encounter a reasonable person, that's fine, but if the other party is unreasonable, they'll just be asking for trouble, which is really not worth it.

The vines squirmed shyly when she touched them, but then obediently nodded. Although the vines had no face, Sang Ying could inexplicably discern a certain seriousness in their movements.

Jiang Zhuoxue woke up at this moment, and the first thing she asked was, "Where are you taking them?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Jiang Zhuoxue regretted it. Instead of his usual clear and melodious voice, a soft, childlike voice came through!

That does suit his current appearance quite well.

The moment he heard his own voice, Jiang Zhuoxue froze completely. Before Sang Ying could speak, he lay back down heavily, as if that would make it seem like nothing had happened.

Gu Shu had already laughed without giving her any face, but fortunately Sang Ying was kind-hearted and quickly changed the subject:

"How are you feeling, senior? You've been unconscious for over ten days."

The little black dragon didn't turn around, but when it replied, its childish voice disappeared, replaced by a muffled ventriloquism. "Not bad, your old injuries have healed a lot. It seems you've successfully Core Formation?"

Although it is a question, it is expressed in an affirmative tone.

Sang Ying didn't deny it, and then continued to ask, "Did you bring us here because you want to see someone from your past?"

The little black dragon in its den swished its tail, its tone lazy and nonchalant. "I do have some old friends to see, and I need to ask them for some things!"

Upon hearing this, Sang Ying couldn't help but think of his lost dragon horns and scales.

He couldn't have dropped those things himself; the only explanation is that someone took them from him when he was in trouble.

Sang Ying had also been a dragon in the illusion, so she naturally knew the pain of having her dragon scales plucked and her dragon horns cut off.

Although she didn't know who Jiang Zhuoxue was looking for, she still felt a pang of worry for her.

"Senior, we've landed on a small island in the middle of the sea. If we want to leave, we'll probably need a ship. I was thinking of flying with everyone on my sword for a few days to see if we could find a ship. Now that you've woken up, do you have any good ideas?" Sang Ying asked directly.

Jiang Zhuoxue had naturally considered this point long ago, and he immediately replied, "You don't need to worry about this. A boat will come to pick us up tomorrow."

Since he had said so, Sang Ying decided to believe him for the time being. If the ship didn't come, Sang Ying could always find another way.

However, as it turned out, Jiang Zhuoxue was exceptionally reliable in this matter.

The next morning, when Sang Ying awoke from her meditation, she heard Jiang Zhuoxue remind her, "The boat has arrived; you can take us aboard now."

She got up and peered out, and sure enough, she saw a huge ship, its wingspan obscuring the sky, moored on the distant shore.

Sang Ying glanced back at Jiang Zhuoxue with a complicated expression. This person hadn't even touched the communication talisman, so how did they manage to summon this ship?

Sang Ying's curiosity didn't last long; she quickly packed her things and prepared to leave with Gu Shu others.

But this time, Jiang Zhuoxue, who usually disliked interacting with people, suddenly spoke up, "Come pick me up!"

Sang Ying tilted her head, but still reached out her hand under his persistent gaze.

The little black dragon, covered in wounds, lay in her palm. Instantly, it retracted its horns and four claws, making it look even more like a snake.

His voice carried a barely perceptible weakness. "Don't tell the ship's captain my identity. If he asks, just say it was fortuitous opportunity you obtained yourself."

Before Sang Ying could ask any further questions, Jiang Zhuoxue closed her eyes and began to doze off, seemingly guessing what Sang Ying wanted to ask but refusing to talk.

Since the other party didn't want to talk about it, Sang Ying didn't bother to ask any further. After packing her things, she headed straight for the large ship on the shore.

The ship looked quite large from a distance, but it appeared even more magnificent and extraordinary up close.

As Sang Ying approached slightly, a young, dark-skinned cultivator appeared on the bow of the ship. He flashed a bright white smile at Sang Ying and said, "So you're the person my uncle sent to pick me up? You're quite young!"

As he spoke, he made way for her, Sang Ying leaped up and landed on the high bow of the ship.

"Thank you. My name is Sang Ying. May I ask how I should address you, fellow Daoist?" The other party was also at the Golden Core stage, so it was normal for them to address each other as fellow Daoist.

The male cultivator laughed heartily, "Just call me Jiang Haisheng. By the way, what is your relationship with the ancestor my family worships? My ancestor rarely shows himself, and he only did so so that I could come and fetch you."

Jiang Haisheng looked harmless, but he was quite good at gathering information. Unfortunately, Sang Ying herself didn't know what was going on. Jiang Zhuoxue had climbed onto her shoulder again, and her cool tail brushed against her neck.

It seemed like a threat, yet also like a reminder.

Sang Ying pursed her lips and said, "I was just lucky; I got a fortuitous opportunity."

From that point on, Sang Ying never spoke again.

Seeing that she was unwilling to talk more, Jiang Haisheng naturally didn't press her further. Instead, he started talking about the customs and culture of the Immortal Spirit Realm.

"Judging from your appearance, you're probably a cultivator from elsewhere. Have you considered which sect you'd like to join?"

Sang Ying paused, then asked, "Could Fellow Daoist Jiang tell me about the sects in the Immortal Spirit Realm?"

Jiang Haisheng then said, "Our Immortal Spirit Realm is a small world situated on the sea. Apart from the three major states of Spirit Prefecture, Yao Zhou, and Qing Zhou, there is only the boundless sea. Among them, the Azure Feather Sect of Spirit Prefecture, the Mara Gate of Yao Zhou, and Ten Thousand Daos Born of Qing Zhou are the main forces."

"Don't be fooled by the abundant Spiritual Qi here; the major sects control far more Cultivation Resources. Every ten years, these three sects hold a grand sect competition. The winning sect receives more resources, while the losing sect suffers a huge loss!"

As he spoke, Jiang Haisheng couldn't help but sigh, "Speaking of which, my elder brother's sect, Ten Thousand Daos Born, hasn't won a sect competition in many years!"

The Immortal Orchid Realm.

The cultivators who had been stationed near the Heaven's Chosen Ranking for years couldn't help but rub their eyes as they watched the name on the list rise steadily.

He tugged at his companion's sleeve. "Hey, come take a look! Isn't there a name on this list that keeps climbing higher and higher?!"

Upon seeing this, his companion's eyes widened instantly. "Who is this Sang Ying? She wasn't even here yesterday! How did she jump from 100th to 50th today?!"

"Not only that, it's reached fifty, and it's still rising!"

"Hiss..." The cultivator gasped, looking at the words "Twin Orchid Realm" after the name. He immediately exclaimed smugly, "Has our Twin Orchid Realm not produced a genius ranked within the top fifty for hundreds of years? Now, such a talent has emerged! It seems the revival of our Twin Orchid Realm is on the horizon!"

His companion nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, his initial surprise gradually turning into pride. "Hehe, such good news must be sent to all the major sects! Once we find this Sang Ying, we must tell them to nurture her well. She is the future pillar of our Cultivation World!"

The two watched as Sang Ying's name slowly stopped at number fifteen, and the three words "Twin Orchid Realm" stood out among the "Immortal Spirit Realm" and "Black Tortoise Realm".

Meanwhile, other smaller worlds also gradually discovered this unusual name. Soon, the name "Sang Ying" spread to the ears of powerful figures in several smaller worlds.

A note from the author:

Tomorrow is Queque's thesis defense. I heard the professors are very strict. Queque is cheering herself on.

Don't worry, there will be plenty of updates, but they might be a little late.

Still love you all~ Mwah!