With Heaven-Defying Talent, I Actually Became Lu Xueqi

The next morning, at Xiaozhu Peak.

Lu Xueqi slowly awoke on her bed. She had spent the entire night continually consolidating her cultivation.

Yesterday, her cultivation had directly broken through to the Supreme Purity Realm, and her strength had soared accordingly.

Now, Lu Xueqi felt that every move she made carried a terrifying power.

Lately, her speed of improvement had been nothing short of astounding. After the bloodline transformation yesterday, her foundation had become incomparably solid.

However, her body was still somewhat unaccustomed to this terrifying power.

After returning last night, she had focused fully on consolidating her strength, trying to adapt to it—lest she accidentally injure her opponent during the Seven Peaks Tournament by failing to hold back.

After all, sparring between disciples within the Qingyun Sect emphasized restraint—striking to the point, but not injuring or killing.

After a night of meditation, her cultivation had stabilized somewhat. Though she still felt a trace of unfamiliarity, she could mostly control it.

When she saw that daylight had fully broken outside, Lu Xueqi slowly rose from her bed.

Then she quickly washed up, picked up the Tianyao Divine Sword, and opened the door to step outside.

Bathed in golden sunlight, Lu Xueqi’s lips curled into a slight smile. The rapid surge in her strength had finally allowed her to feel a bit more secure.

At this moment in the Qingyun Sect, her strength was the most formidable. Even if she were to face Master Dao Xuan, who was also in the Supreme Purity Realm, she was confident she could defeat him in a single move.

Even if Master Dao Xuan wielded the Zhu Xian Sword, Lu Xueqi still believed she could emerge victorious. She understood well that though the Zhu Xian Sword and its formation were powerful, they had limits—whereas her own strength seemed boundless.

At this point, even she didn’t know what level of destruction she could unleash if she went all out.

As soon as Lu Xueqi stepped outside, Senior Sister Wen Min hurried over from beyond.

Upon seeing Lu Xueqi, Wen Min beamed and quickly walked up to her.

Bathed in sunlight, Lu Xueqi’s face and skin shimmered with a faint golden glow. Her entire being seemed cloaked in a divine radiance—so beautiful it took one's breath away.

Wen Min couldn’t help falling into a daze once again.

Seeing her like this, Lu Xueqi gently said,

“Senior Sister, snap out of it.”

Upon hearing the call, Wen Min slowly regained her senses, looking away somewhat shyly.

“Junior Sister Xueqi, you’re just too dazzling now… I hardly dare look at you directly.”

Lu Xueqi said,

“Senior Sister, it’s not that exaggerated, is it? Are we about to leave?”

Wen Min came back to herself.

“Yes, Junior Sister. We’re setting out now for Tongtian Peak. Master sent me to fetch you.”

Lu Xueqi nodded.

“Yes, Senior Sister.”

Then she followed Wen Min toward Xiaozhu Peak’s main square.

By now, over a hundred disciples had gathered in the square—most of them preparing to head to Tongtian Peak to watch the tournament.

As Lu Xueqi and Wen Min arrived, many junior sisters turned to look at them.

The disciples of Xiaozhu Peak were very familiar with Lu Xueqi. Everyone knew that whether or not Xiaozhu Peak could win the tournament this time all depended on her.

Yet, in that moment—when they all laid eyes on Lu Xueqi—they were stunned into silence.

The entire Xiaozhu Peak square fell utterly quiet, as if time itself had paused.

Wen Min, witnessing this, was delighted in her heart. She had long expected this reaction.

Then she turned to Lu Xueqi.

“Junior Sister Xueqi, didn’t I say your current appearance is too monstrous? We haven’t even seen the male disciples yet, and already you’ve stunned all our Xiaozhu Peak sisters!”

Lu Xueqi’s mouth twitched slightly.

“Senior Sister, what do we do in this situation?”

Just as Wen Min was about to wake the dazed junior sisters, footsteps echoed from within Xiaozhu Peak.

A figure in Daoist robes quietly appeared. Upon seeing the strange stillness, it was momentarily taken aback.

The figure asked,

“What’s wrong with all of you? Why are you all staring at your Junior Sister Xueqi?”

As that voice sounded, the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak finally snapped out of their daze.

They looked at Lu Xueqi in amazement and cried out,

“Is that really Junior Sister Xueqi? How has she changed so much? She’s way too beautiful!”

“Yeah! She used to be stunning already, but now she’s even more flawless than before!”

“Ahhh! I think I’ve fallen in love with Senior Sister Xueqi! Compared to her, all those dumb guys are worthless!”

“Junior Sister Xueqi, I’m your fangirl from now on!”

Shrill cries erupted one after another, even causing the usually solemn Master Shuiyue to pause in mild astonishment.

In the past, the disciples of Xiaozhu Peak had always been deeply afraid of her. Usually, the moment she spoke, the entire peak would fall silent. Such a scene of collective frenzy had never occurred before.

But now, their eyes burned with intense fervor as they stared directly at Lu Xueqi, as if beholding an impossibly flawless masterpiece.

This abnormal scene made Master Shuiyue blink in surprise. She involuntarily shifted her gaze toward Lu Xueqi.

The instant her eyes met Lu Xueqi’s, her mind erupted in thunder.

She had only one thought left: How could there be such a perfect woman in this world?

When she finally snapped out of it, Master Shuiyue’s eyes were filled with astonishment.

In a flash, her figure appeared before Lu Xueqi as she began to examine her closely.

Previously, Lu Xueqi had already been worthy of the title “a once-in-a-millennium beauty of the Qingyun Sect.”

But now, she was even more stunning than before.

Aside from her amazement, Master Shuiyue was filled with doubt.

If not for the fact that Lu Xueqi’s general appearance hadn’t changed, she might have suspected a swap had taken place.

Master Shuiyue asked,

“Xueqi, why has your appearance changed so drastically in the past few days?”

Lu Xueqi shook her head, feigning ignorance. “Master, I don’t know either. Ever since we parted, I’ve felt mentally exhausted and ended up sleeping for two full days. When I woke up, I looked like this.”

Master Shuiyue was taken aback and quickly asked, “Xueqi, has anything else changed in your body?”

Lu Xueqi shook her head again.

“Master, nothing else has changed—just my appearance. Everything else feels normal.”

Master Shuiyue used her divine sense to thoroughly examine her and, seeing no anomalies, finally relaxed.

“It seems to be a good thing. There’s no harm to you.”

Lu Xueqi nodded as well.

“Master, I checked myself carefully after waking up. Aside from my appearance, there really isn’t anything different. Please don’t worry.”

Master Shuiyue gave her another scrutinizing look.

“Xueqi, with your current appearance, if you participate in the Seven Peaks Tournament, you’ll definitely stir up a huge commotion in Qingyun Sect.”

Lu Xueqi looked a bit embarrassed.

“Master, I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

Master Shuiyue furrowed her brow in thought for a moment and suggested,

“Xueqi, why don’t you wear a veil? If you go like this, you’ll attract far too much attention.”

Wen Min muttered softly beside them.

“Master, do we have to? I was really looking forward to seeing the reactions of the senior brothers when they see Junior Sister Xueqi.”

Hearing this, Master Shuiyue glared fiercely at Wen Min.

“You little rascal! Always stirring trouble! Xueqi, listen to your master and wear the veil—don’t invite unnecessary trouble.”

Lu Xueqi pondered for a moment and agreed that her master had a point.

She had originally been reluctant to wear a veil, but considering that there were transmigrators within Qingyun Sect—and many unknown dangers in the world—covering her face might indeed help her avoid trouble.

She nodded and replied,

“Alright, Master.”

Then she pulled a veil from her sleeve and slowly put it on.

Wen Min looked at Lu Xueqi, whose face was now mostly covered, and her eyes filled with disappointment.

“I was hoping Junior Sister Xueqi would astonish the entire Qingyun Sect. Now that she’s veiled—though still beautiful—it just doesn’t have the same impact.”

Lu Xueqi said helplessly,

“Senior Sister, let it go. The Seven Peaks Tournament is about to start. Let’s hurry.”

Wen Min nodded in agreement.

Master Shuiyue turned to the still-staring female disciples of Xiaozhu Peak and gave a command.

“Let us depart!”

The many disciples responded in unison, “Yes, Master!”

With that, Master Shuiyue took the lead, flying toward Tongtian Peak on her sword.

Seeing this, Wen Min and Lu Xueqi swiftly summoned their divine swords and followed suit.

With her current strength in the Supreme Purity Realm, Lu Xueqi could have easily flown on her own, but she chose not to reveal her full power.

Moreover, flying on a sword had its own elegant charm.