The junior sister who wants to be a villain

Inside the Tianjian Sect, the morning mist shrouded the sky and the ancient trees towered into the sky. The sun shines through the sparse clouds and falls on the bluestone-paved mountain road, forming mottled light and shadow.

Lin Wanfeng stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, filled with expectation. Today is the day when Wenjian Sect comes to visit, and the exchanges between the two sects are always exciting.

"Little junior sister, why are you standing here in a daze?" A familiar voice interrupted Lin Wanfeng's contemplation, and Nangong Wen came to her side at some point.

"Elder brother, what kind of gifts do you think the people from Wenjian Sect will bring?" Lin Wanfeng blinked curiously and asked curiously.

Nangong Wen smiled and said mysteriously: "Well, I can't tell you. However, I believe they will bring unexpected surprises."

While the two were talking and laughing, a sword light suddenly flashed across the sky in the distance, as bright as a shooting star. A moment later, several figures descended from the sky and landed steadily outside the mountain gate of Tianjian Sect.

"The Wenjian Sect is here to visit. The Tianjian Sect is far away from welcoming us, but we still hope to see Haihan." An elder from the Tianjian Sect led several disciples to greet him, and bowed his hands in salute.

"No, we are the ones disturbing you." The leader of the Wenjian Sect was a middle-aged swordsman with a resolute face and a calm temperament. He returned the greeting, "This time, we brought some gifts. We hope to be able to Tianjian Sect helps."

As he spoke, he waved to the disciples behind him to present the gifts. Several exquisite wooden boxes were carefully placed in front of everyone, and each wooden box exuded faint fluctuations of spiritual energy.

"This is..." The elder of Tianjian Sect looked at the wooden box in front of him in confusion, not knowing what was contained in it.

"Haha, don't worry, elder, you will know after you open it and take a look." The middle-aged swordsman said with a hearty smile.

The elder of Tianjian Sect nodded and reached out to open a wooden box. Suddenly, a strong spiritual energy spurted out from the box, refreshing people's spirits. What was in the box turned out to be a thousand-year-old spiritual grass!

"What a good thing!" The elder of Tianjian Sect couldn't help but praise.

Then, he opened several other wooden boxes, each containing precious spiritual materials or spiritual weapons. These gifts are undoubtedly a generous gift to Tianjian Sect.

"Wenjian Sect is so generous!" The elder of Tianjian Sect said with emotion, "How can we thank you?"

"The elder's words are serious." The middle-aged swordsman waved his hand and said, "Our two sects are friendly neighbors, and we should help each other. What's more, these gifts are just a small token of our gratitude to the Tianjian Sect."

At this time, the disciples who were watching also started talking.

"Wen Jian Zong is so generous!"

"These gifts are so precious!"

"The relationship between our Tianjian Sect and Wenjian Sect is really getting better and better!"

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Lin Wanfeng stood in the crowd, looking at the gift in front of him, his eyes shining with excitement. She suddenly turned around and said to Nangong Wen: "Elder brother, do you think we should also send a gift back to Wenjian Sect?"

Nangong Wen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Junior sister is right. It's rude to come back without reciprocating. We should indeed give them a gift in return."

After saying that, he lowered his head and thought for a moment and then said: "Well, I remember there is a spiritual spring in the back mountain. The spring water is sweet and delicious, which is of great benefit to cultivation. Let's take some spiritual spring water as a return gift."

"What a great idea!" Lin Wanfeng clapped her hands and said with a smile, "I'll go get the spiritual spring water right now."

After saying that, she turned around and ran towards the back hill. Nangong Wen looked at her back and shook his head helplessly, but his eyes were full of doting.

After a while, Lin Wanfeng came back with a jar full of spiritual spring water. She carefully handed the spiritual spring water to the elder of Tianjian Sect and explained her intention.

After hearing this, the elder of the Tianjian Sect burst out laughing and said, "Okay! This is a good return gift! Friends of the Wenjian Sect will definitely like it."

With that said, he sealed the spiritual spring water himself and ordered it to be sent to Wenjian Sect.

After the middle-aged swordsman of the Wenjian Sect took the water from the spiritual spring, his face showed a look of surprise: "This spiritual spring is really extraordinary! Thank you to the Tianjian Sect for the gift!"

The exchange between the two sects continued amidst laughter and laughter. The disciples competed with each other in swordsmanship and exchanged their cultivation experiences; the elders sat around drinking tea, discussing Taoism, and talking about the future.

Lin Wanfeng also took the opportunity to ask the disciples of the Wenjian Sect for some advice on swordsmanship. Although she has an eccentric personality and is talented and intelligent, she has her own unique insights and pursuits in swordsmanship. After some consultation and communication, she felt that she had benefited a lot.

Time flew by and it was evening in a blink of an eye. The visitors from the Wenjian Sect bid farewell and left, and the Tianjian Sect also began their daily evening classes and training.

However, there is a trace of unusual atmosphere hidden in this peaceful atmosphere. When Lin Wanfeng returned to her residence, she was keenly aware of something unusual - her room seemed to have been disturbed!

"Who's in there?" She shouted coldly, while drawing out the sword in her hand and looking around cautiously.

But all she got in response was silence and the rustling of leaves in the breeze. Lin Wanfeng frowned, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart. She quickly walked into the room and checked it carefully, but found that nothing was missing except for signs of being turned over.

"Strange...who is it?" She murmured to herself, "Am I too worried?"

However, at this moment, she caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing outside the window from the corner of her eye. "Who?!" she shouted sharply and chased after him.

But the black shadow seemed to be very familiar with the Tianjian Sect's terrain, and disappeared without a trace after Lin Wanfeng chased it a short distance away. "Damn it! Who is doing this?!" Lin Wanfeng stamped his feet angrily but was helpless.

As night falls, the stars and the moon shine. The Tianjian Sect has returned to its former peace and tranquility, but there is always a lingering haze lingering in Lin Wanfeng's heart...