What the heck? Were they after me? Was I exposed so quickly?
Miao Miaomiao was startled in her heart and instinctively wanted to turn and run.
But soon she realized she was overthinking things.
A group of burly big fellows, cloaked in black robes and emitting Black Qi with a Kuku sound, were currently chasing a blood-soaked White-Clothed Woman.
Seeing Miao Miaomiao, the White-Clothed Woman clutched onto her like a lifeline: "Fellow Daoist, save me!"
"Uh~" Miao Miaomiao's face immediately stiffened. It wasn't that she didn't want to save her, but mainly, her strength didn't allow it!
She didn't even have a single Magic Tool on her. Besides those ninety-nine Ancestral Graves and a pile of junk, she had nothing presentable. How could she save her? This was a bit difficult!
Just as she was pondering, the leading big fellow glared fiercely: "You little slut, are you tired of living? Fine, since you insist on meddling, I don't mind sending you on your way!"
Miao Miaomiao was completely confused: "Hey big brother, I didn't even say anything..."
"I don't care about that!" The leading big fellow was domineering. "You didn't speak, which means you tacitly agreed! Brothers, go up and chop her down!"
Fine, silence means I'm at fault.
The villains nowadays don't even bother acting anymore; their main goal is indiscriminate slaughter.
"Die!"
Seeing the Black-clothed persons lunging at her, Miao Miaomiao took half a step back and shouted: "Are you truly going to provoke me?"
"Enough nonsense! Since you saw us, you must die today!"
"Fine, fine, fine, you forced me to do this!"
Miao Miaomiao's expression darkened, she slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, stomped her right foot fiercely, pointed her left finger at the sky, and her voice pierced the Firmament: "I have Ancestral Graves that can ward off evil, dispel disaster, suppress demons, subdue monsters, sever the void, and shatter delusion! — Grave Come!!"
A string of nonsense successfully disrupted their minds: "What kind of bizarre nonsense is this?"
As soon as the Black-clothed big fellow finished speaking, with a 'clanging' sound, an Ancestral Grave overgrown with weeds descended from the sky.
"Holy crap??"
Perhaps it was the first time they had seen someone carrying Ancestral Graves with them and using them as an attack method, the Black-clothed big fellows were stunned where they stood.
They inwardly exclaimed how filial this was! Weren't they afraid their Ancestors would come to have a heart-to-heart talk with them late at night?
But it didn't stop there. With a 'crackling' sound, dense Ancestral Graves fell from the sky like rain, interspersed with door panels, trees, stone piers, flowers, and grass—all sorts of random junk.
"Ah!!!" Screams erupted as many Black-clothed persons were hit and crushed to death by the Ancestral Graves.
"Fellow Daoist is awesome!!" The White-Clothed Woman on the opposite side immediately gave Miao Miaomiao a thumbs-up.
With just this move of summoning Ancestral Graves from the sky, it was clear she was a ruthless person!
"Just basic moves, no need to be impressed!"
Miao Miaomiao waved her hand modestly, then looked fiercely at the remaining Black-clothed persons, "Still coming? Provoking me? Who gave you the courage! I won't hide the truth from you either; I have nine hundred and ninety-nine more Ancestral Graves. It would be overkill to smash you all!"
"This..."
Seeing the Black-clothed men hesitate slightly, Miao Miaomiao raised her palm, her entire body radiating Killing Intent: "I gave you a chance, you should cherish it! Otherwise, you'll have to take another move of my Great Might Heavenly Tomb!"
Seeing that she wasn't joking, a quick-witted subordinate advised the leading big fellow: "Big brother, maybe we should retreat first? This little slut is too strange."
"Yeah, yeah, as long as the Green Mountain remains, we don't have to worry about the Green Mountain being gone!"
"This woman is actually an unprecedented Grave Cultivator! To use Ancestral Graves like that—she's absolutely Berserk!"
"A Grave Cultivator expert, terrifying to this extent! Can't afford to provoke her, can't afford to provoke her..."
"Hmph~" After a brief thought, the leading big fellow glanced at Miao Miaomiao with some unwillingness, "Fine! I admit defeat today. A Grave Cultivator, right? I'll remember you! Brothers, retreat!"
With that, he led the remaining Black-clothed persons away from the area.
"Hoo~~" Seeing them retreat far away, Miao Miaomiao let out a long sigh of relief.
It was fortunate that these people had poor mental fortitude; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Collect!" Miao Miaomiao waved her right hand, recalling the ninety-nine Ancestral Graves and the pile of miscellaneous items back into her Space.
"Fellow Daoist, thank you!" The White-Clothed Woman stepped forward, grasping her hand with gratitude, "If it weren't for you, I probably would have died here today."
Miao Miaomiao glanced at the Black-clothed persons who had been crushed to death: "It was just a small effort, we can talk more later."
Looting the fallen was a traditional virtue of the Cultivation World, and she naturally had to promote it vigorously.
The Inheritance of these Black-clothed persons would be her first pot of gold earned in the Cultivation World.
"Let me help you clean up." The White-Clothed Woman was quite perceptive and helped clear the battlefield.
"My name is Yuan Xi, a disciple of the Hunyuan Sect. And you are?"
The Hunyuan Sect was also counted among the Five Great Sects, its strength comparable to the Tianji Sect.
"Miao Miaomiao, uh... just a Loose Cultivator." Miao Miaomiao wasn't lying; she could currently only be considered a Loose Cultivator without any affiliation.
Hearing that she was merely a Loose Cultivator, Yuan Xi was surprised: "Your strength is quite good, why not consider joining a Sect?"
In the current world, resources were mostly divided up by large and small Sects, making survival extremely difficult for Loose Cultivators.
"Mmm... I haven't decided where to go yet."
"Then come to our Sect!"
Yuan Xi immediately and enthusiastically extended an invitation: "Our Hunyuan Sect is currently recruiting new disciples, and the benefits and treatment are excellent. Besides the fixed monthly stipend, we also give gifts during festivals, and there's extra compensation for external missions~"
Miao Miaomiao stroked her chin: "It sounds pretty good."
"Of course!" Yuan Xi said proudly, "Our Sect's benefits rank second among the Five Great Sects!"
"And who is first?" Miao Miaomiao was quite curious.
"The Shenjing Sect, but you shouldn't even think about that Sect; it wouldn't suit you."
"Why?"
"The Shenjing Sect only accepts male disciples, and before entering the Sect, one must remove the Filth Root from their body. To put it plainly, it means—castration."
Miao Miaomiao: "..." So it turns out to be a gathering place for the cultivation version of the Eastern Depot! That's definitely not something I can aspire to.
"Oh right, Miaomiao, seeing your methods just now, are you a... Grave Cultivator?"
It would be more accurate if I cultivated graves! Miao Miaomiao said, fighting back tears and laughter: "What I did just now was a last resort. I am actually a Sword Cultivator, a proper one, but my sword was snatched away by a dog recently."
The Original Owner was indeed a minor Sword Cultivator, and as for the Inheritance... it was naturally taken by those people from the Tianji Sect.
"What a hateful dog!" Yuan Xi looked indignant, then offered her own sword: "I'll give this sword to you; consider it a thank-you gift for earlier. I am a Sound Cultivator, so a sword isn't very useful to me."
"Then I won't be polite." She happened to need a self-defense weapon, so Miao Miaomiao didn't stand on ceremony and accepted it decisively.
"Let's go to Floating Cloud City ahead. We have a Stronghold of the Hunyuan Sect there, and I can introduce you. If nothing unexpected happens, we will be fellow disciples from now on."
"Let's hope so." Miao Miaomiao smiled, her intuition telling her that this journey might not be so smooth.
As expected, when they arrived at the Hunyuan Sect Stronghold, the guarding disciple regretfully stated: "The Flying Boat sent to pick up newly initiated disciples for the assessment departed three days ago."
Yuan Xi looked anxious: "How could it have left early? The deadline for recruiting disciples hasn't passed yet, has it?"
"There's nothing that can be done; the assessment time was moved up."
"What should we do now?" Yuan Xi stamped her foot anxiously, "If we miss this assessment, we have to wait another three years..."
Just as she was at a loss, a white-haired Old woman descended from the sky: "Disciple, why are you so flustered?"
"Ah! Master!" Seeing her, Yuan Xi was overjoyed and rushed forward to explain the whole situation.
After listening, the Old woman sized up Miao Miaomiao from head to toe, a strange smile curling the corner of her mouth: "Little friend, this old woman has something to say, I wonder if I should say it or not?"
Miao Miaomiao respectfully bowed: "Senior, please speak freely."
"You... are not suitable for the Hunyuan Sect."
Yuan Xi immediately became anxious upon hearing this: "But Master! Miaomiao she..."
"Alas! You girl, always so impatient. Listen to what your Master has to say first."
The Old woman waved her hand and continued what she was saying, "She is different from ordinary people. If she stays in our Sect, it will only hold her back. The Sect most suitable for her is the Luoyun Sect!"