There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

"Good talent."

"The cultivation level is barely acceptable."

“I just don’t know whose it is.”

"How about placing a bet?"

"..."

A group of white-bearded old men were whispering to each other, and the immortal look they had just had was gone.

Gu Xia smiled: "..."

Are you polite?

Her eyes widened slightly as she looked at the group of old men who had appeared out of nowhere and were discussing animatedly in front of her.

etc--

Where on earth did this group of people come from?

While she was still in a daze, the eyes of other disciples lit up and they recognized the identity of their ancestor.

The young men all stepped forward and bowed: "Greetings, seniors."

The voice was clear and firm.

Even my breath was held for a moment.

After all, if it weren’t for the young master of the demon clan’s amazing actions, they would probably never have been able to see these ancestors in their lifetime.

Several old men also looked over after hearing the sound, stroked their beards, and said "hmm".

The two groups of people just stood on both sides of Gu Xia's body and started chatting like this?

Let’s start…chatting…about…them.

Gu Xia: "?"

hello.

Is there anyone who cares about her life or death?

If you didn't know, you would think we were having a party at her grave.

Fortunately, my third senior brother still has a conscience.

Ye Sui'an squatted beside her quietly and poked her with his hand: "Are you okay?"

Gu Xia was heartbroken: "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

Ye Sui'an touched his chin and said, "Maybe it's because you are so good at attracting hatred?"

After all, this is on the territory of our predecessors. Isn't it easy to catch Gu Xia and give him a beating?

"..."

Gu Xia was speechless for a moment, then bravely walked out of the beating from his predecessors.

It doesn’t matter. As a human being, you have to be strong.

The ancestors had been paying attention to her movements. When they saw her stand up, they nodded with satisfaction.

Not bad, not bad, the attitude is pretty good.

But they were curious about another thing——

"Where did you steal so many spiritual swords from?"

“……”The word ‘steal’ is very spiritual.

Xie Baiyi was embarrassed for once, and whispered, "I didn't steal."

They are all righteous disciples with good pedigree.

The ancestors didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Gu Xia smiled and said: "Senior, we didn't steal it. We got it by our own ability."

It’s just that the ones I took are from yours, she added silently in her heart.

The old ancestor of the Xie family didn't quite believe it: "How is it possible?" He was also a sword cultivator, so he naturally knew how arrogant those spiritual swords were.

With so many spiritual swords gathered together, is it true that they won’t fight each other?

"How is it impossible?" Ye Sui'an couldn't help but interjected: "They were crying and shouting to be contracted by my junior sister."

Ancestors: "!!!"

They couldn't quite imagine what it would be like for the sword spirit to cry out for a contract.

But it doesn't matter.

A senior stared at Gu Xia for a few seconds and asked, "What's your name?"

Although he didn't understand, he still said honestly: "Gu Xia."

"Huh?" The old ancestor of the Gu family rushed over after hearing the noise, and said in surprise: "Gu? My family! My family!"

The others were heartbroken. How come he wasn't their descendant when he was so outstanding?

The old ancestor of the Li family even asked directly: "Little ghost, have you considered changing your surname?"

The others glared at him.

Haha, you shameless old man.

Gu Xia: “…” What’s the matter?

She couldn't help but lean back and said, "No, I'm quite satisfied with my name."

Other biographies: "..."

What should I do if I suddenly feel that the filter I have for my ancestors is broken?

The spirit sword that had been confiscated was thrown back to them. After a moment of regret, the group of old ancestors suddenly became interested again and decided to give these little ghosts a try.

"In this case, it all depends on your abilities."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge hexagram magic circle suddenly lit up under the feet of the disciples, shining with bright light and wrapping them up in it.

This is sending them to be beaten.

A few people suddenly had an idea and their expressions became slightly tense.

Xu Xingmu tugged at Gu Xia's sleeve, reluctant to let her go: "Junior sister, you must remember to think of me."

Ye Sui'an also came over.

The two of them wrinkled their faces into bitter melons. Those who knew thought that they were going to receive one-on-one instruction from their ancestors, while those who didn't think that they were about to set off on a journey.

Gu Xia also said sincerely: "Don't worry, senior brother, I will miss you."

"..."

This scene made our ancestors frown.

Are these little devils that serious?

Aren't they going to be reunited later? Why are they acting like they can't see each other anymore?

……

Yes.

From beginning to end, these predecessors never thought about a single question.

That is Gu Xia, she may have nothing to do with them.

But it doesn't matter, they will soon realize this fact.

The huge magic circle shone brightly, and the next second the disciples who were caught up in it were sent to different training places.

Only Gu Xia was left there all alone.

Dear ancestors: "???"

Facing the confused gazes of a group of seniors, Gu Xia blinked slowly: "Hi~" You didn't expect it, hey, I'm not a junior of any of your families.

The ancestors’ first reaction was, why is she still here?

They thought so, so naturally they asked this question.

"Why are you still here?"

Something went wrong with the magic circle? This shouldn't happen, right?

It has been working fine for so many years, there is no reason why it would not work on this little ghost, right?

This is a good question.

Gu Xia: "Uh. Is there a possibility that I have nothing to do with you guys?"

"..."

what? !

The old ancestor of the Xie family stared at her closely, frowned, and said without thinking: "This is impossible."

"Only those with direct bloodline from an aristocratic family can enter here."

The others nodded in agreement: "That's right, the others are not qualified to come in here."

Gu Xia: "..."

A bunch of little old guys, quite stubborn.

She was sure and certain that she had nothing to do with the aristocratic family, but she really didn't know how she was dragged into this place.

Can't figure it out.

The old ancestor of the Gu family stroked his beard, his expression extremely sad.

How come such a good child is not his?

But no matter what, the facts are there before us, and there is a high probability that Gu Xia has nothing to do with them.

Seeing several old men frowning and whispering together, Gu Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

If that's the case, then she shouldn't have to get beaten, right?

As for other people, it doesn’t matter, that is the deep love from their ancestors.

Hope they are okay.

Gu Xia hypocritically sympathized with them for two seconds, then turned around and wanted to run away: "Well, seniors, you are busy, I won't bother you."

She wanted to leave here on tiptoe. Wouldn't it be nice to find a place to mess around?

but--

How could the seniors let her have her wish? They all turned around and stared at her back.

"stop!"

……