Chapter 277 Another Visit to the Treasure Pavilion (Revised)

Jia Xitong sneaked around behind him and recognized him as Hu Changxiu, one of the eight new teachers.

"Teacher Hu?"

Jia Xitong called his name from behind, and Hu Changxiu jumped in fright. He hurriedly gathered the food together, trying to use his small body to block it from behind, stammering, "Teacher Tong, Teacher Tong, I, I..."

"I know, you're packing."

When it comes to packing, Jia Xitong is the most experienced.

"Osmanthus rice cake is fragile and spoils easily, so it's best to eat it fresh. Nuts and smoked meat are the easiest to preserve, so pack them separately to prevent flavors from mixing."

She knelt down to help re-sort the food on the oil paper.

"Aren't you going to laugh at me?"

Hu Changxiu awkwardly touched his head, so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground.

"No, because I also like to pack food."

Jia Xitong squatted down next to him, feeling that Teacher Hu seemed more pleasing to the eye. "You don't need to be nervous. This isn't a crime."

"I...I have a stutter, I've had it since I was little."

For this reason, he was ridiculed mercilessly. Even after being admitted to the academy, he didn't quite fit in with the other six teachers.

"You, you say things that are not quite the same as what the other teachers say."

That sounded a bit awkward, but it piqued Jia Xitong's curiosity. She actually found herself a little curious about how others gossiped about her behind her back.

What did they say about me?

"They said you were born into wealth, are arrogant, and not easy to get along with."

Hu Changxiu looked at Jia Xitong apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's alright."

She's quite open-minded. She's not a magic stone; she can't be liked by everyone. As colleagues, mutual respect is all that matters.

"Fellow Daoist Tong!"

Just then, Sharp's voice came. He had been circling the gathering place for a long time before finally finding it.

He noticed Jia Xitong and Hu Changxiu squatting together, so he quickly stepped forward to separate them and gave Hu Changxiu a wary look. "Why did you call Fellow Daoist Tong here?"

"I...I...I didn't, it's...it's..."

"I came by myself."

Seeing that Hu Changxiu couldn't come up with an answer after a while, Jia Xitong answered for him, "I don't think it's fun inside, so I came out to get some fresh air."

"Fellow Daoist Xia, is there something you need from me?"

When Jia Xitong spoke to him, Sharp instantly softened.

"Um."

He nodded slightly and said softly, "Aren't we going to start work in two days? I've heard that there's a very famous treasure pavilion in the academy. I'd like to invite you to visit it with me."

While we're at it, let's see if there are any suitable ritual implements.

"OK."

Jia Xitong nodded in response, "Who else?"

Sharp blushed immediately upon hearing this, "Just the two of us."

Two people?

It's not really appropriate for a man and a woman to go shopping alone.

Aside from spending time with Shang Yanting, Jia Xitong is quite conscious of gender when she's with other people.

She looked at Hu Changxiu, who was standing to the side, and extended an invitation, "Do you want to go?"

"Me, me, me?"

Hu Changxiu was somewhat surprised. After arriving at Dingtian Academy, he knew he was poor and of low status, so he dared not wander around except for necessary social interactions and work.

He pointed to himself in surprise, "Can...can I go?"

"certainly."

Although the Suzuki Flying Owl only has two seats, it can seat three people.

Jia Xitong sat in the front, so the two male cultivators had to squeeze in the back.

Along the way, Hu Changxiu looked down from the sky at the entire Dingtian Academy.

The hospital staff were extremely excited, while Sharp's displeasure was practically written all over their faces.

He had only invited Fellow Daoist Tong, but now he had to squeeze in with this stutterer, which naturally made him very unhappy. When he saw the strange embroidered cushion with magical beasts covering the seat of the flying artifact, he felt that everything about it was offensive.

Tong Daoyou is good-looking and comes from a good family.

Unfortunately, this person has a problem with their aesthetic sense.

It's bad enough that the name is so unpleasant, but even the magical artifacts are decorated in such a bizarre way.

What a waste of a perfectly good flying artifact! Why does it have to be decorated with some weird, incomparable monster embroidery? If he were to buy a flying artifact in the future, he certainly wouldn't dress it up like this.

"Okay, we're here."

Having visited just yesterday, Jia Xitong easily led them to the Treasure Pavilion.

The Treasure Pavilion is divided into two buildings: one is the Treasure Pavilion, which is open to all teachers and students of the college, and the other is the Treasure Picking Pavilion, which was auctioned yesterday.

The Treasure Pavilion has five floors in total.

As soon as they entered, Hu Changxiu and Sharp were stunned by the dazzling array of treasures inside. Jia Xitong understood them perfectly; she had felt much the same way when she first came here.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, Fellow Daoist Hu, what would you like to see?"

Jia Xitong had just visited yesterday and had some understanding of what they had there.

"If you see anything you like, let me know. I have a discount card. I just got it yesterday, and it can save you a lot of money."

"Really? Really?"

Hu Changxiu was somewhat tempted, but after a moment of hesitation, he touched his empty purse and thought, "I think I should just forget about it. I'll try to find a good job so that I can afford a weapon someday."

Sharp also wants to buy it.

Everything here is at least made of high-quality steel, and the room is filled with rare, golden magical artifacts that are hard to come by in their own country.

He took a fancy to a five-edged, long, golden magic weapon. Unfortunately, he was short of money and couldn't afford it.

However, he wouldn't be as humiliating as Hu Changxiu, publicly admitting he couldn't afford it. He shifted his gaze from the magical artifact, scanning the treasure pavilion. "The weapons here are fine, but unfortunately, they don't have the magical artifact I want to buy."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a soft chuckle came from the side.

They looked to the side and saw several women standing not far from them.

Sharp frowned slightly and looked at the group. "What are you laughing at?"

A plain-looking woman stepped forward, looking him up and down with disdain. "Of course, I'm laughing at someone who overestimates himself, unable to afford the magical artifacts from the Treasure Pavilion, so he comes here to pretend to be rich."

"What do you mean?!"

Sharp frowned, staring at the woman in front of him.

"What, am I wrong?"

The woman looked at his boots, which had been washed until they were almost white, and said, "I bet all the clothes you're wearing don't even add up to twenty low-grade spirit stones."

"You dare to be so insolent! Do you know who I am? I am the formation instructor at Dingtian Academy!"

He hated it most of all when people said he was poor, especially since he was now a teacher at Dingtian Academy with a bright future ahead of him!

"Oh, I thought it was something amazing, but it's just an elective course teacher."

Elective course instructors are the lowest-ranking teachers at Dingtian Academy. If no students choose their courses, they might even be fired. This is especially true for new instructors, who are completely dependent on their students for a living.

The woman scoffed, then stood next to one of her companions. "Do you even know who our Jingya is?"

Good night~

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(End of this chapter)