Once Scorned for My Mixed Spiritual Roots, Now They Weep at My Power!

“Senior Brother, you’re flattering me. How could I compare to your Supreme Grade Wood Spiritual Root?” Wen Qing replied with a courteous smile, matching Yang Xuhao’s polite demeanor.

Yang Xuhao laughed heartily, clearly pleased. Wen Qing was renowned as a beauty within the Spirit Sword Sect, and he had long been captivated by her charm. However, he had never found the opportunity to approach her. Encountering Wen Qing at Qingmu Peak, here to purchase pills, seemed like the perfect chance to make an impression.

“Junior Sister, you’re too modest. Everyone knows your Supreme Grade Ice Spiritual Root is a rarity. Aunt-Master Yan dotes on you with great affection.”

“I heard Aunt-Master Yan went down the mountain personally to find a suitable weapon for you and hasn’t returned yet.”

“In my opinion, the first place in the Seven Peaks Martial Conference in six months is already yours.”

Mentioning her Master, Wen Qing’s eyes suddenly turned a bit melancholic. After reaching the Golden Core Realm, she was still using a Bamboo Sword made from the Green Rock Bamboo native to Xiaozhu Peak. While it sufficed for regular cultivation, it was inadequate for dueling.

Her Master, Yan Qinghui, had gone down the mountain to find a weapon for Wen Qing, hoping she would shine at the upcoming Seven Peaks Martial Conference. Her Master had promised to return in a few months, at most half a year, instructing Wen Qing to focus on her cultivation at Xiaozhu Peak.

But now, more than seven months had passed, and her Master was still absent. Wen Qing was so worried she couldn’t sleep, fearing her Master might have encountered danger and wouldn’t return. She spent her days waiting at the peak of Xiaozhu Peak, sitting there all day, not cultivating, just anxiously hoping for her Master’s return.

As the days passed with no sign of her Master, her mood worsened. If this continued for a few more months, she feared she might develop inner demons. Xiao Yun’s arrival had provided her with a distraction, easing her heavy heart somewhat.

But now, Yang Xuhao’s mention of her Master brought her worries back. With a bitter smile, Wen Qing said, “Senior Brother Yang, with your exceptional talent and endless supply of pills, you’re sure to win the Seven Peaks Martial Conference. I have matters to attend to, so I won’t keep you.”

Wen Qing didn’t want to continue the conversation with Yang Xuhao. After a few polite exchanges, she turned to head to the Hundred Pills Hall to select pills for Xiao Yun.

Yang Xuhao, unwilling to miss this chance to curry favor, quickly followed her. “What pills do you need, Junior Sister? I can give you a few.”

“Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother, but I will pay for the pills with spirit stones,” Wen Qing replied.

Seeing her refusal, Yang Xuhao’s eyes twinkled as he said, “You’re being too formal.”

“Usually, when we at Qingmu Peak refine pills, we use the Green Rock Bamboo from Xiaozhu Peak as fuel, and Junior Sister never charges us spirit stones.”

“Now that you’re here to buy pills due to cultivation difficulties, if I were to charge you spirit stones, what kind of person would I be?”

Wen Qing thought for a moment and realized he had a point.

In the Spirit Sword Sect, each peak’s produce belongs to that peak, and if other peaks need it, they must purchase it with spirit stones. However, the Green Rock Bamboo from Xiaozhu Peak is an exception and doesn’t require spirit stones for purchase. Normally, even the bamboo from Xiaozhu Peak should be bought with spirit stones, but Wen Qing’s Master, Yan Qinghui, doesn’t concern herself with such trivial matters. Additionally, there are no servant disciples to manage it, which is why the Green Rock Bamboo is free. Consequently, Xiaozhu Peak is the only peak without a source of income, leaving Wen Qing with limited resources.

Thinking about how Qingmu Peak cuts down so much Green Rock Bamboo from Xiaozhu Peak daily, which could easily be exchanged for a few Foundation Establishment Pills, Wen Qing nodded and said, “Then I thank Senior Brother Yang.”

Yang Xuhao smiled, clearly pleased. If Wen Qing didn’t accept his gift, it would mean he had no chance at all. But as long as she accepted the pills once, he would have an excuse to visit Xiaozhu Peak and see her. Over time, as they became more familiar, their relationship could naturally develop.

Yang Xuhao eagerly led Wen Qing into the Hundred Pills Hall. “Junior Sister, take whatever pills you need. Don’t be shy with your Senior Brother. I may lack other things, but I have an abundance of pills.”

Wen Qing was not one to be greedy. Her Master, Yan Qinghui, often taught her not to be too covetous. There are no free lunches in the world; the bigger the pie, the bigger the trap. Wen Qing kept her Master’s words in mind. After selecting ten Foundation Establishment Pills, she said to Yang Xuhao, “Senior Brother Yang, I’ve chosen my pills. If there’s no need to pay with spirit stones, I’ll return to Xiaozhu Peak.”

Yang Xuhao frowned, looking at the Foundation Establishment Pills in Wen Qing’s hand, speechless. What was this? I told you to take whatever you wanted, and you picked ten Foundation Establishment Pills? Aren’t you already in the Golden Core Realm? Why do you need Foundation Establishment Pills? Although these ten pills were worth some spirit stones, Yang Xuhao didn’t think such a small gesture would make Wen Qing see him differently.

Thinking this, Yang Xuhao waved his hand, and a porcelain bottle appeared. “Junior Sister, you don’t understand the intricacies of pills. You are already at the Golden Core level; Foundation Establishment Pills are of little use to you. Here, I have a bottle of Enhancement Pills that can help you consolidate your Golden Core and strengthen your spirit, greatly aiding you in forming your Nascent Soul in the future.”

Enhancement Pills were not sold in the Hundred Pills Hall. They were specially crafted by the Chief Elder of Qingmu Peak for Yang Xuhao to strengthen his spirit. The ingredients for the Enhancement Pills were extremely rare, and the refining process was very difficult. Out of ten batches, only one was successful, highlighting their rarity. Yang Xuhao was willing to part with such a valuable item to leave a good impression on Wen Qing.

Wen Qing knew the value of Enhancement Pills, as there were few pills that could enhance the spirit. However, she was not swayed. She smiled and said, “Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother. You might have misunderstood. I’m not selecting pills for myself but for a Junior Brother from Xiaozhu Peak.”

“A new disciple from Xiaozhu Peak? You mean the one with Mixed Spiritual Roots?” Yang Xuhao looked at Wen Qing in surprise. His father, the Chief Elder of Qingmu Peak, was aware of a disciple with Mixed Spiritual Roots joining Xiaozhu Peak. His father had been quite upset about it. While other peaks received disciples with Supreme Grade Spiritual Roots, Qingmu Peak only got three with Middle Grade Spiritual Roots. The most frustrating part was that someone with Mixed Spiritual Roots even wanted to join Qingmu Peak, which embarrassed him in front of the Chief Elders of each peak.

After his outburst, the Chief Elder of Qingmu Peak specifically instructed Yang Xuhao to win the Seven Peaks Martial Conference in six months to restore his pride. At the time, Yang Xuhao didn’t take it to heart. But now, hearing that Wen Qing was buying Foundation Establishment Pills for that disciple with Mixed Spiritual Roots, he remembered the incident.

Yang Xuhao looked at Wen Qing, puzzled, and asked, “Junior Sister Wen Qing, how could someone with Mixed Spiritual Roots, who isn’t even as good as a servant disciple, deserve you personally coming to buy Foundation Establishment Pills for them?”