Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

If it weren't for the fact that he was afraid of Lan Xinyu beating him up, Zhang Yuhong would have played the zither and sang a song already. Instead, he had to continue to be mentally handicapped.

"I didn't expect you to have done so many things," said Duan Feiyu to Ling Chuxi in surprise as they sat in the carriage. When he was at Golden Pill Sect, all his attention had been on Duan Xiaomo. He had never heard anyone talk about these things. In fact, he was also impressed.

He was also a proud person, but he was not blindly arrogant. For someone to be in Ling Chuxi's position, these things would have probably been done by a man. Even if he could do it, it would be impossible for him to do it at Ling Chuxi's age.

"I was just lucky," said Ling Chuxi calmly with a faint smile.

"Lucky, heh. You..." Duan Feiyu also smiled slightly. He knew that using 'luck' as an excuse was Ling Chuxi's way of being humble. Without extraordinary strength and intelligence, how could she have done this?

Ling Yichen and Huangfu Qingjue also looked at Ling Chuxi and smiled.

Among all the people, only the two of them knew how Ling Chuxi had gotten to where she was today. Huangfu Qingjue knew better than Ling Yichen.

To others, everything that Ling Chuxi had done, including the increase in her strength, might have had a lot to do with luck. However, he knew how Ling Chuxi had used silver needles to damage her meridians to rebuild herself; how she used the might of the heavenly lightning to cultivate the Thundercloud True Qi; to the time when her meridians were almost shattered by the extremely cold yin when she advanced to the realm of Great Fulfillment. With every fortuitous encounter; every advancement; every time she was on the brink of death; every time she gritted her teeth and persevered, would she have a phoenix-like breakthrough.

Thus, it was more because Ling Chuxi never gave up and persevered that she would get lucky.

Duan Xiaomo's eyes were fixed on Ling Chuxi as they shone with a different light.

"What's wrong, Xiaomo?" Ling Chuxi felt a little uncomfortable by Duan Xiaomo's clear and innocent stare.

"Sister, I want to be like you when I grow up," said Duan Xiaomo.

"Me?" Ling Chuxi looked at him in confusion.

"Yes, I want to be like you. I want to make Celestial Sect the strongest sect in the Sacred Realm of the Sects and turn the Duan family into the top family. I will destroy whoever is stronger than us," said Duan Xiaomo excitedly as he clenched his small fists. He then thought for a while before speaking again. "Except for Golden Pill Sect."

Lan Xinyu was the first to burst out laughing while Duan Feiyu and the others wiped off their cold sweat.

Duan Xiaomo was born with the Celestial Core and his mind was pure without any distracting thoughts. If he focused solely on martial arts, his future achievements would be limitless. If he really insisted on developing Celestial Sect into the number one sect, it might cause a huge uproar in the Sacred Realm of the Sects. However, Celestial Sect was already at the top among the five great sects. He probably didn't have much chance to achieve this goal.

"Do you know who is publicly acknowledged as the strongest sect in the sacred realm?" asked Lan Xinyu as she tried to tease him.

"Who?" Duan Xiaomo was still young and had only recently recovered. How could he know these things?

"It's Celestial Sect. Speaking of which, your Duan family is also basically the strongest family clan.. So who exactly do you want to destroy?" asked Lan Xinyu with a smile.