[A cold, aloof beauty who doesn't mince words VS a flashy young master with tons of secret identities]
When spirit speaker Lin Xiaodu underwent her heavenly tribulation, she cursed the rotten heavens. So they banished her to the cultivation world.
Seeing that everyone in the sect wielded a sword and soared through the clouds on it, Lin Xiao gave a disdainful snort:
"What's so impressive about knowing how to swing a sword? Spirit speech is the real skill!"
And so Lin Xiao began her unorthodox path of cultivation, using spirit speech to take on everything:
Her fellow disciples strained with all their might, faces red, grunting "Heave-ho! Heave-ho!" as they struggled to lift their heavy swords, their backs bent beneath life's burdens.
Lin Xiao glanced over without a care and said softly, "Up."
The heavy sword that no one could lift promptly bounced three feet into the air.
Fellow disciples: !!!
A demonic beast bared its fangs and lunged at the little snack in its sights: a slender girl standing in the wind.
The girl raised her eyes indifferently and said coldly, "Explode."
Before the snarling monster could reach her, it burst in midair like fireworks.
A shower of blood rained down on the disciples watching.
Fellow disciples: ...
On the dueling platform, her arrogant opponent prattled on, every word dripping with contempt: "Can you believe it? The Xiaoyao Sect actually sent a little girl who can't even lift a sword!"
Lin Xiao glared at him impatiently and drawled, "Get lost."
Then, for no apparent reason, her opponent tripped on flat ground and rolled all the way off the platform.
Fellow disciples: ???
After a series of outrageous stunts, her fellow disciples finally realized: When did junior sister get so strong?
Lin Xiao, the Xiaoyao Sect's strongest fighter: The strong don't need to explain themselves.
Almost everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect has given up trying, with only two terrifyingly powerful people shouldering the sect's burden.
One is junior sister Lin Xiao, and the other is junior brother Xie Lan.
Xie is laid-back all day long, a master of eating, drinking, and having fun, and never misses a chance to tease cats and dogs.
And that jerk comes in first at every sect tournament.
Until junior sister suddenly bursts onto the scene and rises to prominence.
The fellow disciples are moved to tears: At last, someone's here to put that jerk in his place!
After a long period of avoiding each other, the youngest and strongest junior brother and sister in the sect finally face off!
...But events take an unexpected turn.
The usually icy voice of the junior sister carries a hint of gritted teeth: "...Besides these, how many more secret identities do you have?"
Xie Lan quietly holds down the last secret identity. Wearing an insincere smile, he raises three fingers and coaxes her: "Be good. I promise this is the last one."
The junior sister pauses, then warily takes half a step back, her eyes full of doubt. "You don't have a female identity too, do you?"
Xie Lan laughs and pulls her into his arms. His eyes turn alluringly red, and his tone is as shameless as ever. "That's right. Not only am I a woman, I also want to spend eternity in a romantic relationship with my junior sister. Will you accept?"
Junior sister: "...I knew I shouldn't have believed you!"
Before you read:
1. Xie Lan is a man!
2. A silly, fun, feel-good story. Just laugh and enjoy.
3. My own take on cultivation. It's all fictional, so don't scrutinize the details!
Theme: The art of speaking.