The villain female supporting role is reborn, all the plots are gone

"Little Junior Sister, you must take good care of this sword! It is a powerful testimony to the hardships and joys that my fellow disciples and I have shared! Today, I will entrust it to you. I believe that with your talent and hard work, you will be able to ascend to a higher level of cultivation with this sword."

Su Xiaoxiao looked at Ning Zhier affectionately, took the Qingyin Sword from the gift box, stroked it gently, and then reluctantly handed it to Ning Zhier, with a hint of reluctance in her eyes. Her words were full of attachment to the sword, as well as her expectations and blessings for Ning Zhier.

Ning Zhier took the Qingyin Sword and felt the coolness and lightness of the sword, her heart was filled with joy and pride. But she also knew clearly that Su Xiaoxiao had fought hard to get this sword, and she could not easily accept this gift, otherwise it would cause public outrage.

"Senior Sister Su, this sword is too valuable. I can't accept it easily." Ning Zhier said, returning the sword to Su Xiaoxiao. Su Xiaoxiao shook her head and said firmly: "This sword has always been my sword, but it does not belong to me. It is more suitable for you, and I believe you will achieve better results with it."

Ning Zhier looked at Su Xiaoxiao and felt the sincerity and determination in her words. She took a deep breath and took the Qingyin Sword.

"Thank...thank you, senior sister." Ning Zhier's voice trembled a little.

Seeing this scene, everyone present sighed at Su Xiaoxiao's generosity and Ning Zhier's luck. They were all moved by this gift and infected by Su Xiaoxiao's courage and determination.

"No need to say more, just like it. My little trick at first was to add surprise. Don't be angry, junior sister." Su Xiaoxiao deliberately brought up Ning Zhier's previous events.

This remark awakened everyone, and they suddenly realized that this little sister seemed a little strong.

Everyone was whispering and complaining among themselves, and their impression of Ning Zhier became worse.

At the same time, Ning Zhier did not notice the changes in those disciples because her attention was on the Qingyin Sword and Su Xiaoxiao. Ning Zhier looked at the Qingyin Sword in her hand, and a trace of guilt and gratitude surged in her heart, but more of jealousy towards Su Xiaoxiao.

Envy and jealousy made Ning Zhier a little bit unable to accept Su Xiaoxiao's generosity. It made her look like a rat in the gutter.

After the apprenticeship ceremony, Ning Zhier took the Qingyin Sword back to her room. She looked at the sword carefully, her heart full of doubts and uneasiness. She didn't understand why Su Xiaoxiao was so generous to give her the precious Qingyin Sword.

Then Ning Zhier thought about how she had given Su Xiaoxiao a bad face today, and immediately decided to find Su Xiaoxiao first. No matter what, she would apologize to her and express her gratitude.

When she arrived at Su Xiaoxiao's residence, she found that Su Xiaoxiao was not in the room. She looked around and finally found Su Xiaoxiao practicing sword in the sect square.

Su Xiaoxiao stood in the center of the martial arts training ground, the long sword in her hand flashing coldly in the sun. She took a deep breath and concentrated on preparing to start her swordplay. Every move she made was full of strength and confidence, as if every sword could break through the obstacles ahead. There was a firm light in her eyes, which was the love and persistence for swordplay that was deep in her bones.

As her wrist turned, the long sword drew graceful arcs in the air. Her sword skills became faster and faster, more and more fierce, as if she was running at lightning speed. Her figure moved quickly in the martial arts training ground, and every turn and every jump left a trail of afterimages, which was dazzling.

Ning Zhier stood not far away, watching Su Xiaoxiao's practice quietly. Her eyes were full of admiration and envy. She wished she could have such superb swordsmanship like Su Xiaoxiao.

In fact, if Su Xiaoxiao wasn't so outstanding, he could still get along well with her. However, there was no way, since there was Yu, there had to be Liang, and only one of them was destined to be in the spotlight, and Ning Zhier didn't share the hobby.

Her experiences in the mortal world made her feel particularly insecure. She didn't want to experience that kind of life where she had to always please other people and please them. She wanted to be unique and be the center of attention for herself alone.

Her father was a disciple of a noble family. He married a woman from the same noble family and had children of noble status.

And she, Ning Zhier, was just a stain on her father's life. She and her mother couldn't even know which noble family her father came from, because the man didn't want his family to be destroyed.

Ning Zhier felt particularly torn. On the one hand, she pretended to cherish her family very much, but on the other hand, she was secretly keeping a mistress outside.

But that was her father, and she longed for his love, even for just a brief moment.

In order to please her father, her mother taught her how to please others and how to read other people's faces since she was a child.

Over the years, Ning Zhier has been catering to her father's hobbies and being a child that makes her father happy. Only in this way can she grab her father's attention from others.

Over time, Ning Zhier became particularly eager to obtain unique love and attention that belonged to her alone, because she was fed up with such competition.

Ning Zhier was lost in thought as she recalled her childhood memories, so she didn't disturb Su Xiaoxiao.

Finally, Su Xiaoxiao finished a set of sword skills, she put away her sword, and took a deep breath. She turned to look at Ning Zhier who was in a trance, and a warm smile appeared on her face.

At this time, Ning Zhier also came out of her memories.

"Senior Sister, I..." Ning Zhier spoke hesitantly, she didn't know how to say it.

Su Xiaoxiao walked up to Ning Zhier and patted her shoulder gently. "It's okay, little sister. We are all sisters from the same sect. There's no need to be so reserved. If you have any questions or don't understand something about swordsmanship, feel free to ask me."

Ning Zhier's heart skipped a beat when she heard Su Xiaoxiao's words. She took a deep breath unconsciously. When she heard her mention swordsmanship, she took advantage of the situation and said, "Today, Senior Sister gave me such a precious sword. I don't want to waste it, so I came here to ask Senior Sister to teach me. Thank you for your help."

Then she walked to Su Xiaoxiao again and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Senior Sister. I will definitely study hard."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, "I believe you can do it. Let's work hard together!"

"Senior Sister, please teach me." Ning Zhier drew out the Qingyin Sword and began to fight with Su Xiaoxiao. Both of them closed their spiritual energy and simply exchanged sword techniques.

Su Xiaoxiao loved to watch monkey tricks, so she deliberately let him win. For a while, the two of them were fighting back and forth.

Seeing this, the other disciples were all sighing at Su Xiaoxiao's kindness. They thought that Su Xiaoxiao had just given Junior Sister the Qingyin Sword today, and was now taking the trouble to teach her swordsmanship, and did not care at all about Junior Sister Ning's dark face today. It was really wonderful.

Ning Zhier was unaware of everyone's thoughts. Instead, she focused all her attention on the fight with Su Xiaoxiao. Her moves were fierce and she secretly vented her complicated emotions.