Tidal Wave

[Traditional cultivation of immortals + sober heroine + no CP + micro-thriller] She is a well-known waste in the Lingchao Sect. With useless spiritual roots and refining qi, she couldn't even enter the door. She had been burning a fire in the kitchen for three years, and the whole sect was waiting to kick her out at the end of the month. No one knew that her spiritual root was not dead at all - it had been tampered with. The moment the spiritual root detection stone lit up three years ago, the deep sea-like blue light flashed away, replaced by dazzling gray. During her three years in the kitchen, she saw formation patterns as if they were water flow, and auras as if they were tides. She had seen through all the bright and dark cards of the entire Lingchao Sect. When she was eight years old, her adoptive mother fell off a cliff and died. A blood-soaked talisman among her belongings told her: it was not an accident. During the sect's big exam, Ling Shuanghua forced her to go on stage in front of everyone to make her look embarrassed. She pointed out the eighth level of Qi refining, and the whole audience was completely silent. The only tide spirit root in ten thousand years, but it woke up a little late. The young pavilion master of Cangwu Pavilion handed over the bamboo slip: "The way of tide is not about strength, but about momentum." A message sent from Biluo Palace thousands of miles away contained only four words: "Thank you Wu Jiu, return home." And she only cares about one thing—— Chaosheng jade is in hand, and old accounts are in mind. No one who owes her can escape. "Whatever makes you happy is the direction you should take."