Chapter 45 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 45 Fortunately, the daily routine of a cultivator was simple, as a single magic could cleanse everything. When Song Weizhi escorted the little girl downstairs, Wei Zhao had been waiting for a while. She glanced at Song Weizhi and Song Zhixia, feeling that something was off between her master and her junior sister, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was. The three of them soon arrived at the square outside the Cold Mountain Sword Sect. It was already crowded with people. Although they were late, their striking appearances drew attention as soon as they arrived. "Hey, look at those three female cultivators coming over. They look amazing. It would be great if we could enter the inner sect together with them. Just seeing them every day is refreshing." "Yeah, I wonder if we can go over and get to know them." "Ugh, serving looks. In the cultivation world, strength matters. What's the use of just being good-looking? It's not like we're here to sell our looks," a few nearby female disciples expressed discontent. "Yes, looking at their appearances, I bet they won't even pass the first trial." Song Weizhi and her companions paid little attention to the discussions around them. She scanned the square and soon spotted the male lead, Zhao Xuankun. It seemed that the dynamics of the story had brought them all together. Zhao Xuankun seemed to have noticed Song Weizhi and her companions and rushed over to greet them. Since emerging from the secret realm, he had realized that his cultivation might be esteemed in a small place like Linyin City, but in larger places, it might not be enough. Therefore, he resolutely came to the capital, wishing to join the best sword cultivation sect in the Southern Ming Continent. Zhao Xuankun was already the cold and aloof type of male cultivator. However, after standing with Song Weizhi and her companions, he attracted even more attention. After chatting for a while, several disciples emerged from the Cold Mountain Sword Sect. At the forefront was a fair-faced man, the epitome of elegance and serenity. He was the head disciple of the Cold Mountain Sword Sect, Qi Yingzhe. Despite his young age, he had already reached the cultivation of Yuan Ying perfection, making him a genius in the cultivation world. Not only was he talented, but he also had a righteous and resolute character, serving as an example for the entire Cold Mountain Sword Sect. As he appeared on the square, it quieted down. "I appreciate everyone coming to my Cold Mountain Sword Sect today. The sect recruits new disciples once every three years, and now it's time for recruitment. To enter the sect, one must pass three trials: cultivation level, spiritual roots, and finally, to enter the secret realm, one must hunt and rank among the top thirty in the number of slain demons to become an inner sect disciple of the Cold Mountain Sword Sect." Qi Yingzhe's voice wasn't loud, but due to the infusion of spiritual power, everyone on the square could hear him clearly. There was a lot of discussion on the square: "Hey, that's Senior Brother Qi. I used to hear about him often. He's truly a cultivation genius, and his character is as good as rumored." "Yes, many female cultivators want to join the Cold Mountain Sword Sect just for him." "I wish I could become someone like Senior Brother Qi." "You better sleep earlier." After Qui Yingzhe's calm speech, "Today, we begin the first two trials. Only those who pass both cultivation and spiritual root tests can participate in the trial within the secret realm. I will be here to ensure the fairness of all the examinations. Let's begin." Since arriving in Jimo City, Song Weizhi and her companions had already submitted their names for registration. As Qi Yingzhe's disciples began calling names, those called out had to go to the spirit stone to verify their cultivation. Those who passed would be indicated on the stone. Many had gone to test, but few had passed successfully. The Cold Mountain Sword Sect not only required a cultivation level of at least Kāiguāng, but also spiritual roots of no more than two, the purer the better. As a result, many people here could only watch, while others directly sought patronage from the powerful in the capital. After a while, over a dozen people had tested, but none had passed. Just as Song Weizhi and her companions were watching, they spotted Liu Zhiyun, who had conversed with them at the inn, standing in front of the spirit stone. Soon, his spiritual roots and cultivation level were displayed on the stone. "Hey, look, someone finally passed. A cultivation level at the Kāiguāng perfect stage, that's amazing." "Liu Zhiyun doesn't even know? His father, Liu Zhengxing, is a prominent general in the court. He comes from a prestigious family." "Really, high cultivation level and a prominent family. Why can't I have such a background?" People on the square were now discussing. Weizhi was irritated by this. After Liu Zhiyun passed the test, he received a wooden plaque, which served as proof of identity and allowed entry into the secret realm. Next, it was his cousin, Meng Xing's turn. Drawn by her appearance and bolstered by being Liu Zhiyun's cousin, she had already attracted attention before Weizhi and her companions arrived. She held her head high as she approached the platform, seemingly uninterested in anyone but had a momentary restraint after seeing Qi Yingzhe. However, he did not acknowledge her. She haughtily approached the spirit stone and, as a Kāiguāng cultivator, became the first female disciple to obtain a wooden plaque. Weizhi paid little heed, as she had no intention of joining the Cold Mountain Sword Sect except to find her family's Xia Xia's spiritual shard. Otherwise, she would not have bothered coming. It was now Weizhi's turn, causing Zhixia to feel reluctant to let go of her hand. Ever since they arrived, many people had been staring at Weizhi. This made Zhixia feel uncomfortable; after all, Weizhi belonged to her. Why were these people staring at her? Weizhi was amused by the little girl's reluctance. Was Weizhi going away forever? Zhixia was being so clingy. Weizhi affectionately pinched her hand and whispered softly in her ear, causing Zhixia to blush. She glared at Weizhi, who then released her. Weizhi ascended the platform, and her spiritual roots (ice attribute) were instantly detected by the stone. However, her cultivation level was only revealed to be at the Jīndān perfection stage, surprising Zhixia. Had Weizhi not let her play with her small Yuán yīng? How could she only be at the Jīndān stage? Weizhi had anticipated this. She had taken a Concealment Pill, which meant no one could ascertain her true cultivation level unless she revealed it. Qi Yingzhe gave her a faint look and handed her a wooden plaque. After descending from the platform, Weizhi pinched Zhixia's hand and arched her eyebrows. "I don't want others to stare at you either." Zhixia blushed and pouted at Weizhi before stepping onto the platform and successfully obtaining her wooden plaque. Next was Wei Zhao's turn. He had no intention of becoming an inner sect disciple, but if he didn't, he wouldn't be able to follow his master. His decision surprised everyone on the square. They hadn't expected all three beautiful female cultivators to pass the first two rounds of testing. Once again, Weizhi and her group caught Liu Zhiyun and his cousin's attention. He had not expected to encounter them here. He wanted to go over and greet them, but then recalled the humiliation at the inn and decided against it. After all the tests were over, only about a hundred people had passed, while others left with nothing to show. The Cold Mountain Sword Sect scheduled the trial within the secret realm for the next morning. Qi Yingzhe explained the details of the secret realm before allowing the successful cultivators to leave. Weizhi, not wanting to distract her master and her junior sister, made up an excuse and slipped away. Meanwhile, Weizhi leisurely walked back, with Zhixia letting her lead. The little girl obediently followed, inching closer to Weizhi. She hoped the girl would remain carefree and clingy like this forever. Passing by a stall selling candied haws on their way back, the little girl glanced at it curiously. Weizhi immediately took her to buy some. The little girl, feeling embarrassed, tried to refuse, saying, "This is for kids, and cultivators don't need to eat." Weizhi only smiled and said, "I want to eat, isn't that enough?" Though the little girl's words were directed at Weizhi, her eyes were fixated on the candied haws. "If you want to eat, go ahead and buy," she said. It wasn't that Zhixia liked candied haws; she had never tasted them before. Whenever her younger brother received a string of candied haws during festivals, she could only watch from the sidelines, knowing of its existence but never knowing its taste. Although she had come to terms with her past, she still couldn't resist the urge to taste it for herself. She sneakily glanced at Song Weizhi and noticed that her master had only bought one string of candied haws. The little girl felt a bit aggrieved. Deep down, she also wanted to eat some, but she kept quiet about it. After Song Weizhi paid, she picked a large, round string of candied haws and held it in her hand. The little girl's eyes were fixated on the treats. Amused by this sight, Song Weizhi decided not to tease the little girl any further. "Would you like some, Xia Xia? After buying them, I suddenly don't feel like eating anymore." "But, this is something only children like to eat." The little girl lightly nibbled on her lower lip, pretending to remain composed despite wanting to eat the treat. "Well, I hope Xia Xia can be happy like a child every day. Will you help me finish eating them?" Song Weizhi gently coaxed her while holding out the candied haws. The little girl reluctantly reached out to accept the treat and then took small, careful bites, making her cheeks puff up, resembling a little bunny munching on a carrot. Unknowingly, the two of them had returned to their room at the inn, and the little girl had finished the candied haws. Song Weizhi then approached and encircled the little girl's waist, raising her eyebrows with a smile. "Xia Xia finished all the candied haws. What should we do? Now, I want some too." Author's Note: Song Zhixia: What should we do? I finished them all. 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