Ding Yan said to Bai Ying with some impatience, "It's just a short trip. There are many delicacies here that you've never seen before, and the sect's gates are not open yet, so we can't go in."

After saying this, Yang Anqi, who was standing next to him, smiled and said to Bai Ying, "Junior sister, the dishes here are very rare. We made a reservation a month in advance, and it would be a pity to miss them. This is a good opportunity for junior sister to broaden her horizons."

However, despite saying that, when Yang Anqi got upstairs, she deliberately asked the waiter to leave a seat for her.

Yang Anqi said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, junior sister, I didn't expect there to be so many people here today. Since there are no seats, you'll have to stand for now."

Yang Anqi's move was clearly intended to give Bai Ying a warning.

Whenever new members arrive at their Lingyin Sect, the senior brothers and sisters teach these new junior brothers and sisters what rules are.

If we don't bully them once and teach them to respect their teachers and elders, they will never know their place.

Moreover, Yang Anqi herself harbored considerable hostility towards Bai Ying.

Previously, she had always admired Ding Yan and fantasized about being with him in the future.

But when she went to find Ding Yan that day, she overheard a conversation between Ding Yan's master and Ding Yan.

Ding Yan's master actually intends for Ding Yan to marry Bai Ying!

Yang Anqi looked at Bai Ying with disdain, finding it utterly unbelievable.

She thought Ding Yan's master had very high standards.

Who knew that the girl in front of them had a negligible cultivation level and came from a small place like Zhongzhou, looking rather rustic.

I wonder what Ding Yan's master saw in her?

A cold smile curled at the corner of Yang Anqi's lips, and a sinister glint flashed in her eyes. She was clearly determined to embarrass Bai Ying.

After uttering those harsh words, she still wouldn't give up. She turned to Bai Ying and spoke again, her tone full of sarcasm: "Although I didn't save you a seat, I can still be kind as a fellow disciple and have the waiter bring you a bowl and chopsticks. Junior Sister Bai Ying, you'll have to make do with standing and eating."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone next to her, understanding the implication, joined in the jeering, a smirk playing on their lips, and said, "But what kind of person stands there holding a bowl? Anyone who doesn't know better would think he's a beggar coming from somewhere, tsk tsk tsk."

Upon hearing this, the people around burst into laughter, and their eyes were full of mockery and contempt as they looked at Bai Ying.

Bai Ying frowned; she knew the intentions of these people. She had seen similar methods and tricks before, back in the Huayang Sect.

However, she was not an ordinary disciple and had no interest in the sect's hidden rules.

She didn't need to curry favor with the people in front of her, nor did she need to cultivate good relationships with them. She came to the Lingyin Sect at their invitation. Otherwise, even though the Lingyin Sect was the main sect of the Lingxiao Sect, she would have had absolutely no interest in it.

Bai Ying looked at Yang Anqi coldly, not minding teaching her a lesson.

Just then, a slightly thin girl suddenly stood up. She smiled at Bai Ying and said softly, "Junior sister, I have an empty seat here. Please come and sit down."

The speaker was Ling Shuang, Yang Anqi's junior sister. As Yang Anqi's most beloved disciple, she held a very important position in the sect.

After speaking, she waved her slender hand, and a magical artifact appeared before everyone's eyes. The artifact instantly transformed into an exquisite chair. Ling Shuang sat down comfortably and then gave her original seat to Bai Ying.

Bai Ying stared at Ling Shuang in front of her, and a strange sense of familiarity suddenly welled up in her heart, as if she had met her once before when she went to a secret realm in her previous life.

At that time, Ling Shuang was already terminally ill, and her face was much paler and more haggard than it is now. Later, she seemed to have lost her life in that mysterious secret realm after failing to find a cure.

Bai Ying nodded slightly to show her gratitude to Ling Shuang, and at the same time took out a small Qi-Nourishing Pill from her bosom and handed it to Ling Shuang. Upon seeing this, Ling Shuang returned Bai Ying's smile with a gentle smile, her eyes filled with friendliness and warmth.

Ling Shuang's illness might be considered an incurable disease by others, but for Bai Ying, it was not a difficult matter.

The kind girl in front of her had just helped her out of a predicament, and Bai Ying thought to herself, why not give her a healthy body as a reward?

Seeing that Ling Shuang had actually helped Bai Ying out of the predicament, Yang Anqi's face instantly darkened. She knew very well that Ling Shuang, as her master's most beloved disciple, was not someone she could easily provoke or contend with.

However, when Yang Anqi saw that Bai Ying's return gift to Ling Shuang was merely a small Qi-cultivating pill, she could no longer contain herself. A mocking smile appeared on her lips, and she sneered, "Ha, she really comes from a small place. She's never seen anything like the world. She actually dares to offer such an ordinary Qi-cultivating pill as a thank-you gift."

As she spoke, she deliberately widened her eyes, feigning extreme surprise, and raised her voice, "No way? I didn't see wrong, did I? You actually gave me a Lesser Qi Cultivation Pill? Is your Lingxiao Sect dirt poor?"

As soon as Yang Anqi uttered these sarcastic words, everyone's eyes turned to her, staring at Bai Ying with disbelief. Clearly, this was the first time they had ever seen someone give a small Qi-cultivating pill as a gift, their eyes filled with doubt and disdain.

Facing the strange looks from the crowd, Bai Ying remained calm and explained in a humble yet assertive manner: "My Little Qi-Nourishing Pill is no ordinary item; it is truly a priceless treasure."

Upon hearing this, Yang Anqi was about to sneer again, but before she could speak, Ling Shuang spoke first, smiling gently, and said softly, "Thank you, junior sister. I like it very much. I will cherish it."

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