Son, Put Your Father To The Test (FF)

At night, Shui Qingrou lay in bed, contemplating how she should give the pill to Senior Brother Qin Zi.

If she handed it over directly, it might seem like she was currying favor, and Qin Zi might think of her as a shallow person.

But if she gave it anonymously, Qin Zi wouldn't know it was from her, and that thought left her feeling unsatisfied.

The worst part would be if, by some twist of fate, Qin Zi mistakenly thought another woman had given it to him and developed feelings for her...

That would make her want to cry to death! She was a simple girl, but simple didn't mean completely without wit, nor did it mean she was foolish.

Even a hamster knows to count how many grains it has stored in its burrow.

"Hmm, I should pretend to give it to him secretly, but leave a subtle clue so he knows it's from me."

She thought to herself, smiling happily as the plan formed in her mind.

Soon, she even giggled aloud.

"Shui Qingrou, what are you laughing about? Don't tell me you're having some kind of spring dream?"

At that moment, one of the outer sect female disciples sharing the room with her turned over in bed and grumbled.

There were many outer sect disciples in the Seven Martial Sect, and they lived in shared quarters, typically four to a room.

It wasn't due to a lack of space but rather for ease of management.

"Hehe, Shui Meiren was saved by Senior Brother Qin Zi before, so it's normal for her to have thoughts of 'first come, first served,'" another female disciple teased.

"First come, first served? With her looks, does she really dare to aim for Senior Brother Qin Zi? Even if she were given away for free, she wouldn't stand a chance."

A third disciple chimed in, backing up the second.

"Hahaha, don't say that. Junior Sister Qingrou was at least saved by Senior Brother Qin Zi, so she's familiar with him."

"Familiar? With that face of hers, I bet after saving her, Senior Brother Qin Zi was so disgusted he couldn't sleep for days."

These three roommates sounded particularly harsh at the moment.

It wasn't because they were inherently evil, but because... jealousy made them ugly!

Shui Qingrou bit her lip as she listened to their words.

She didn't argue back.

Maybe it was because she'd heard similar taunts so often throughout her life that she'd learned to endure them.

However, the good mood she'd been in earlier had vanished without a trace, and the deep-seated inferiority within her began to spread.

Not only that, but under the influence of this inferiority, she even developed some "extreme" emotions.

It was as if someone who had been abandoned by the world had nothing left to lose, gaining the courage to defy the world!

"Yes, I'm just a worthless ugly girl!"

"Giving him the pill? So what? Even if Senior Brother Qin Zi notices me, what difference does it make? I'm not worthy of him!"

"If that's the case, what am I even hoping for?"

She took a deep breath, reached into her inner garments, and pulled out the dark blue pill that had absorbed her body heat.

"For so many years, I've lived in discomfort, too scared to die but still clinging to some kind of fantasy."

"Today, I won't hesitate anymore!"

"No matter what kind of pill you are, I'll end it today. If you're poison, then kill me! If not, then let me be reborn through Nirvana!"

"Sixth-grade pill, don't let me down!"

With these thoughts in mind, she swallowed the Great Calamity Pill with a determined heart.

"Ah!!"

The next moment, a sharp pain swept through her body, as if she were submerged in icy water, her entire body feeling like it was being pricked by needles.

Her face contorted in pain, and she rolled off the bed, writhing on the ground, her limbs curled up as she screamed in agony.

"Shui Qingrou, you... you're not playing a prank, right? We were just joking; we didn't mean anything by it."

One of the female disciples panicked.

Another disciple quickly jumped out of bed, not even bothering to put on a robe, and rushed to Shui Qingrou's side.

She tried to help Shui Qingrou up, but as soon as she touched her, her right hand recoiled instantly!

"Hiss! It's scalding hot! No, it's freezing cold—what a terrifying chill!"

The female disciple cried out in shock.

At this moment, white steam began to rise from Shui Qingrou's body, and the cold breath started spreading throughout the room.

"She... could she be poisoned?"

"Hurry, report this to the sect!!"

These disciples knew the severity of the situation and immediately decided to seek help. One of them ran out barefoot to alert the sect.

A female disciple writhing in pain in the middle of the night? Her body emitting cold air??

The news quickly spread up the ranks, alarming the sect's higher-ups. Soon, an elder arrived with a group of enforcers.

By this time, the entire room was covered in frost, with a thick layer of white mist swirling inside.

The three female disciples had wrapped Shui Qingrou in several quilts, making her look like a large cocoon, while the girls themselves were shivering from the cold.

"Step aside."

The elder, who was at the peak of the Nirvana Realm, although surprised, remained calm on the surface.

What's a little cold? As a peak Nirvana Realm cultivator, the yang energy within his body was abundant enough to warm this girl inside and out! The three female disciples quickly stepped aside and removed the quilts, waiting for the elder to act.

"Nirvana Fire!"

The elder extended his right hand forward, and instantly, a wave of scorching golden light enveloped Shui Qingrou.

Nirvana Fire was an incredibly intense power, pure and yang in nature. If fully unleashed, it could melt steel in an instant! However, even under the golden flames of Nirvana Fire, the girl continued to shiver, and the frost on her body only thickened.

Not only that, but the cold breath even seeped through the Nirvana Fire, continuing to spread outward, as if the flames themselves were turning cold.

"This!!"

The elder was horrified. He sensed that this time, he might lose face in front of the younger generation.

But there was no helping it. He quickly sent a message to the sect master—this wasn't something to try and save face over.

Saving the girl was the priority.

Although the Seven Martial Sect had many disciples, and a few deaths during assessments and trials were common, the sect's leaders still cared deeply about the lives of their disciples.

Soon, Sect Master Zhao Panlong arrived with several elders in tow, and with them was a green-robed elder.

"Supreme Elder, what do you make of this?"

Zhao Panlong turned to the green-robed elder. Although this was his father, in public, it was more appropriate to use his formal title.

The green-robed elder, Zhao Fulong, furrowed his brow and gazed deeply at the shivering Shui Qingrou for a long time before suddenly laughing heartily.

"Hahaha! This is good news! This young disciple clearly possesses a rare constitution, and it's now awakening!"

Zhao Fulong pointed at Shui Qingrou and laughed. "Look, the dark green mark on her face is slowly dissolving. This means that some chaotic innate power within her is returning to normal."

He glanced around at the frost-covered walls and the ice-covered floor, marveling, "It seems this constitution is quite extraordinary. Our Seven Martial Sect has truly found a treasure."

The others were deeply moved by his words.

A rare constitution?! Does this mean the sect is about to gain another genius? Perhaps even one more extraordinary than Qin Zi?

Suddenly, several white-haired old men appeared in the room, each with a different demeanor and unique aura.

As soon as they arrived, Zhao Panlong and the other elders bowed respectfully.

It was clear that these were the Supreme Elders of the sect!

"Hehe, with such a fine seedling, the Seven Martial Sect must cultivate her well. It seems this little girl is fated to be my disciple..."

"Get lost, Old Wu! Last time, you ended up with the treasure we found together. You're not getting this one!"

"Old Wu, you should learn to be content... This girl is clearly fated to be my disciple. Just look at the resemblance between master and apprentice..."

"Bah, you shameless old man!"

"Actually, I think the most important thing in choosing a disciple is compatibility, and it just so happens that I cultivate ice-based techniques."

The old men were thick-skinned, refusing to give in to each other.

Finally, Zhao Fulong, the green-robed elder, spoke up, "All of you, stop bickering. Let's draw lots to decide. That would be the fairest way."

"Agreed!!"

"I'm in favor!"

In the end, these powerful beings at the Tongtian Realm used a mysterious method of drawing lots to determine who would become Shui Qingrou's master.

It was Zhao Fulong! "Hahaha, thank you all. I promise not to let you down—I'll train this fine seedling into a peerless genius!"

Zhao Fulong laughed, clasping his hands in thanks.

The others were momentarily stunned before they realized they'd been tricked, gnashing their teeth in frustration but unable to do anything about it.

Damn it!

That old fox fooled us again!