My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

In the dark of night, on a battlefield, a young girl looked up at fifteen powerful enemies in the sky from atop a dilapidated city wall, silently drawing her sword.

At that moment, the cold winter wind howled past, blowing the girl's clothes wildly, making her look very weak, as if she could barely stand steady and would fall over with the slightest gust of wind.

Below the city towers were the sounds of slaughter and clamor from the Xuanqin soldiers attacking the city, these sounds coming together into a tidal wave that carried with it the smell of blood and stench of corpses, as if the murderous aura from the battlefield was mocking her arrogance and contempt for her overestimating her abilities.

"Hahaha..."

A Xuanqin Golden Core cultivator started laughing heartily. A tiny, Foundation Establishment-stage cultivator actually dared to draw her sword against them, fifteen powerful Cloud Heaven Sect cultivators, and even claimed that she would kill Golden Core cultivators... this had to be the funniest joke he had heard all year.

"Hahahaha..."

His fellow sect members and juniors also found it amusing and ridiculous, and started laughing as well.

"Hahahahaha..."

The more they thought about it, the funnier they found it, laughing uproariously and doubling over. The sounds of their laughter grew louder and drowned out even the enormous din from the soldiers attacking the city below.

As expected of cultivators high above others.

Fifteen powerful Xuanqin cultivators hovered in midair, laughing crazily, while a single North Chu Foundation Establishment-stage girl stood on the city wall, gazing up at them in silence.

Suddenly at one moment, the Golden Core cultivators in midair realized that the girl on the city wall had disappeared! Right before their eyes, that weak, insignificant Foundation Establishment cultivator had vanished!

The laughter slowly died down, one Xuanqin cultivator stopped, then two, then three...

The sounds of slaughter from the battlefield below swelled up once more, the murderous aura making them feel uneasy.

They could not find where the girl had gone. The laughter in midair disappeared completely.

The particularly biting cold wind in high altitudes started howling again...

For some reason, despite the frenzied fighting and killing from the soldiers on the battlefield below, those fifteen Xuanqin cultivators felt the world had gone very quiet. They had a feeling that their hearts were being suppressed by some kind of terrifying power.

Suddenly...

"Shnk!"

That was the sound of a sword piercing flesh!

And it was very, very close!

One Xuanqin cultivator named Qing Yuan felt his scalp go numb. He quickly turned towards the sound and saw that a junior sect brother's Foundation Establishment stage defensive magic treasure had been pierced through by purple sword qi as brilliant as the stars. The residual purple sword qi remained on the magic treasure, drilling into his body.

Seeing the residual sword qi... Qing Yuan thought of something and his expression changed greatly. He hurriedly searched for the Foundation Establishment girl again, but in the vast darkness of night he could not catch even a glimpse of her shadow.

"What movement technique is this?" His heart grew heavier and heavier.

"Ahhh..."

Just then, that stabbed junior sect brother let out a miserable scream.

"?" Qing Yuan looked over, vaguely feeling that something was amiss.

The next second...

"Boom!"

That junior sect brother suddenly exploded, countless purple sword qi shooting out violently from his body, he was instantly sliced into bloody pulp from the inside out by the sharp sword qi.

In the darkness, countless tiny purple sword qi burst out from the Xuanqin cultivator's body, the splattering blood droplets spreading the purple color of the sword qi... in that moment, he was like a gorgeous firework.

Seeing this scene, Qing Yuan couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine!

What kind of sword technique was this?!!

He had some guesses, but had no time to think further because those exploded purple sword qi did not dissipate at all, instead shooting towards them.

"Watch out for the sword qi!" He hurriedly warned.

Five strands of sword qi flew his way. He pinched a technique sign and summoned a ray of light to meet the sword qi head on.

"Pfft!"

The ray of light collided with the sword qi. Four strands were extinguished but one strand sliced through his light and continued killing towards him.

"This is the sword qi of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?" He was shocked to the core and quickly performed another ray of light technique, barely managing to extinguish this sword qi.

He quickly scanned over his fellow sect members. As a Golden Core cultivator, him dealing with the sword qi was already so difficult, what about the Foundation Establishment cultivators?

Indeed, the other Golden Core cultivators were also in dire straits defending with all their might, while the Foundation Establishment cultivators had to pour their whole energy into defense... Some of them could not hold out!

One junior sect brother with a shallow cultivation base was pierced through the chest by an attacking strand of sword qi and looked close to death.

Qing Yuan took out an elixir and flashed over to this junior's side, force feeding him the pill.

But...

This elixir was completely useless, the wound would not close up and the bleeding would not stop. This junior suffered in extreme pain and agony.

Qing Yuan tore open his clothes and saw purple sword qi swirling over his wound, the sword qi still frenziedly devouring his flesh!

"Sword intent! It is sword intent!" As the sword qi would not dissipate, Qing Yuan finally realized and shouted in disbelief, "Heavens, this Foundation Establishment sword cultivator has comprehended sword intent!"

Such terrifying sword qi, such terrifying sword intent! A sense of fear rose in Qing Yuan's heart. Tonight, could it be true that a Golden Core cultivator would die at the hands of this Foundation Establishment cultivator?

"Boom!"

Qing Yuan was afraid when he suddenly heard another explosion. His whole body shuddered as he hurriedly looked over, another Foundation Establishment cultivator's pierced defensive treasure exploded... that sharp sword qi, seemingly completely ignoring their defenses!

"Master... Mas..ter..." The junior in his arms suddenly called out to him. Lowering his head, this junior pleaded, "Kill... Kill me!"

Being invaded by sword qi containing sword intent, with the sword qi unrelenting while the body was eaten away bit by bit... this process was extremely agonizing and hopeless.

On the other side, the purple firework exploded and the fine, snake-like strands of purple sword qi shot over...

"Ahhh..." Qing Yuan raised his head and howled, then pointed a finger to pierce through the center of the junior sect brother's brow.

In his whole life he would never have thought that there would come a day he would be hunted like prey by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, forced to this extent that he had to personally kill his own junior sect brother.

"Demon, she is the demon in the darkness!" He heard a junior sect brother mutter.

He gritted his teeth tightly, blood vessels appearing in his eyes. He swept his gaze inch by inch through the darkness, wanting to find that fiend and tear her into ten thousand pieces!

"Gather together!" A senior sect brother who was still clear-minded shouted loudly, "She can only ambush, don't give her another chance."

As soon as these words came out, the other Xuanqin cultivators subconsciously flew towards him. They basically all agreed with this senior brother's words - fighting her alone seemed hopeless, but if they banded together, it should be fine.

Qing Yuan flew to this senior brother's side and secretly counted - there were only nine people left.

Two disciples had been killed by that fiend. The sword qi exploding from the first disciple's body had accidentally killed one sect brother; the sword qi from the second disciple's explosion had accidentally killed three more sect brothers.

Waves of fear battered his heart, while surges of rage churned violently... In the blink of an eye, that fiend had killed six of their disciples!

He looked towards the others and saw the same stance in all of them - fear, fury, and silence.

"When did junior brother Qing Xin die?" Someone asked.

This was an exceptionally talented Cloud Heaven Sect disciple right at the peak of Foundation Establishment whose strength was extremely formidable, but was seemingly shot dead by the attacking sword qi.

"We stand together and don't give her another opening..." said that senior brother again, "Just wait until she shows herself then kill her... She is only the last cultivator of North Chu, a final struggle of a dying person."

Qing Yuan wanted to say that she was obviously not some rogue cultivator, and must be a core disciple from one of the major sects, but he did not say anything because at this moment, even if the girl was from the Lingnan Immortal Sect, she still had to die!

In the darkness, in the cold wind, in the silence, in the stillness, nine Xuanqin cultivators huddled together, waiting for something.

At a certain moment...

Qing Yuan suddenly felt a sharp edge in the darkness, and his heart skipped a beat as his magic instinctively burst forth!

"Kill!" He shouted loudly.

A thick ray of light shot into the darkness!

As the light entered the darkness, it suddenly stirred the darkness, revealing a delicate figure within, and a streak of purple sword qi pierced through the light, slicing it vertically as it headed straight for Qing Yuan's face.

"Ha!" This terrifyingly sharp sword qi shocked Qing Yuan. He quickly cast another spell, pushing forward as the light spread out into a shield to block the sword qi.

"Snap!"

The light shield shattered instantly!

But the sword qi, still carrying its piercing edge, was not destroyed. Though greatly diminished, a tiny sliver continued toward Qing Yuan.

"My life is over!" Qing Yuan thought, as he had not expected his single move to be completely ineffective.

Just then, a flying sword came from behind him, slicing apart the sword qi threatening his face, and flew on toward the girl.

"Phew!" Still shaken, Qing Yuan looked again to see the flying sword blocking the girl, then heard a "ding" as her sword qi knocked it flying.

"That's senior brother's flying sword!" Qing Yuan realized, surprised that even it could not overcome the Foundation Establishment girl.

Fortunately, in the next moment, the other sect members also attacked, unleashing spells, magic treasures, all surging forth to submerge the girl.

"Is she dead?" someone asked.

"She should not be..." Qing Yuan wanted to reply, but before he could speak, the magic treasures were sliced apart by purple sword qi.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Purple sword qi burst forth everywhere!

All the magic treasures were blasted back!

The girl stood with sword raised before her, eyes filled with purple like the stars. She looked at the remaining nine Xuanqin cultivators and finally spoke, "Master said, zero multiplied by any number is still zero. No matter how many trash there are, they are still trash! Even together, you are still trash!"

Her voice was indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

Having spoken, she moved forward, sword pointed ahead, and an enormous sword qi condensed from the darkness, the stars in the sky resonating brightly with it.

"Celestial Sword Flight!" she softly intoned.

These people had thought their defeat was because they had scattered their attacks, not realizing that even combined they were no match for her.

The terrifying sword qi hurtling toward them made the nine cultivators feel an unparalleled oppressive force, as if at this moment they faced an ancient demon in the Primordial Core Realm.

"A monster, she's a monster!" One of them even collapsed, a Gold Core cultivator slaughtered like a pig by a Foundation Establishment cultivator, which exceeded his comprehension, shattering his worldview. Facing this dreadful sword qi, he turned and fled.

"Qing Ming!" Qing Yuan shouted, but could not stop his retreat, for he had to join the other sect members to resist this sword qi!

"Boom!"

A deafening roar!

Above the bloody, horrifying battlefield outside Wuyi City, in the darkness, a massive purple light collided with and pierced through a colorful light sphere. In that instant, led by purple brilliance, lights of all colors blossomed in the darkness!

Extremely gorgeous, extremely beautiful!

The soldiers below, bathed in blood as they fought, looked up to the sky and were dumbstruck...

What beautiful fireworks!

...They did not know how many Gold Core cultivators these fireworks had cost.