Su Qingwei didn't stay long with Shui Rulong before leaving.

On this trip, she gained a lot, and Shui Rulong told her a lot of information about the various factions of the Shui family.

At present, the Shui family is mainly divided into three major forces, one is the head of the family represented by the current head of the family, the second is the force dominated by Shui Ling'er, and the other force supports Shui Rou'er.

Shui Rou'er is already dead, but that faction still wants to push someone to continue the family protagonist, after all, each faction has one or two candidates.

Shui Ling'er's family is better, Shui Ling'er has formed an alliance with her, and she has been operating in that faction for decades, which will give her some help.

As for the current head of the family's faction!

Su Qingwei sneered, although Shui Rulong told her a lot, he didn't give her any substantial support, just verbally expressed support for her.

This old fox, I'm afraid that now he will say the same thing to the other two factions.

However, Su Qingwei was not worried about this, because in half a month, it would be the Shui family's intra-clan competition once every ten years.

When the time comes, she will participate.

She is now in the Shui family, except for the support of Yebai, she has no wings, and it can be said that she is struggling.

But as long as she can win the top spot on that day, I believe that many people will support her soon. As for Shui Ling'er's subordinates, Su Qingwei couldn't believe it at all.

After all, that's someone else's henchman.

And she wants to cultivate a group of her own real henchmen.

With such a thing in mind, she and Di Chen returned to Kunling Palace.

And so, three days passed in a flash.

On this day, she was strolling in a snowy maple forest outside the hall, but she saw a faltering male cultivator kneeling straight outside the hall.

The male cultivator was very embarrassed, with many scars on his body, and his clothes were tattered, but there was an unruly look in his eyes. Although he knelt straight, he could feel a sense of arrogance from his body.

"It's him!"

Su Qingwei recognized it at a glance, this person was the male cultivator of the Shui family who had a festival in Suzhou City and Shuilan Mountain.

The name seems to be called "Water Cloud Flying".

She looked at the young man who was kneeling straight outside the hall, and did not immediately show his figure.

This person is not related to her, but he came here and knelt here, thinking that he would inevitably ask for something.

And she is lacking her own henchmen, and it would be a good thing if she could take him for her own use. It's just that before that, she first has to determine what the young man's character is.

The young man was just a cultivator in the clone stage, so he naturally didn't know that Su Qingwei was staring at him, but he understood that as long as Su Qingwei's divine sense investigated, he would know what he was doing.

And what Su Qingwei wants to know most now is what kind of perseverance this young man has.

Shui Yunfei knelt down and fell into the night.

At night, he simply left.

Su Qingwei watched him go away, but showed a hint of appreciation.

And early the next morning, he knelt outside the hall again, and Su Qingwei still did not show up.

On the third day, he came.

However, until sunset, Su Qingwei still did not show up.

For the first time, a look of frustration appeared on the boy's stubborn and strong face, and he fell to the ground at once, as if he had lost any support.

At this moment, a pair of delicate blue embroidered shoes appeared in front of his eyes.

As soon as he looked up, he saw an ethereal female cultivator in Tsing Yi.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" Overhead, Su Qingwei's peaceful voice came.