I Was Truly the Sword Venerable's Deceased Dao Companion

Bai Qingchen recovered his memories of his past life. A few hundred years had passed, so why had his current Dao companion become so cold?

The boy who used to chase after him, calling him ...

Chapter 21 Cat in Class

Chapter 21 Cat in Class

In the end, Lin Feng chose a sword and named it Jing Lei, and Su Yue chose a magic pen and named it Zi Yan.

Only the magic weapon chosen by Bai Qingchen looked covered in dust, like a broken sword.

After selecting the instruments, a deacon took them to register, and they happened to pass by a group of disciples chatting.

They glanced at Lin Feng and the others, and after seeing what was in Bai Qingchen's hand, whispers and undisguised sneers were heard.

"Ha! What is that? Scrap metal?"

"Five Spiritual Roots really has a unique vision. There are so many treasures in the Treasure Pavilion, but they don't want them and only pick up junk."

"Tsk, I heard he got into the inner courtyard by luck. It seems he's not very smart either. He majors in talisman formations, so why would he choose a broken sword? To use it as a firewood stick to draw talismans?"

Bai Qingchen ignored their words and gripped the cold and rough hilt of the sword tightly with his fingertips.

Frost and Snow was the magic sword that Mo Zhiyuan had personally crafted for him in his previous life. Unexpectedly, after his death, it fell into this place and remained unattended for four hundred years.

An indescribable bitterness surged in his chest.

Perhaps to Mo Zhiyuan now, Bai Qingchen is like frost and snow...

He took a deep breath, suppressed his turbulent emotions, raised his head, and the expression on his face had returned to his usual calm.

He looked at the deacon disciple in charge of registration, and his voice was not loud but clear.

"Disciple Bai Qingchen has chosen this sword and named it Frost and Snow."

The deacon disciple had a expressionless face and glanced at the scrap metal in Bai Qingchen's hand.

He looked at the note on the registration book about Bai Qingchen, who had five spiritual roots and was at the seventh level of Qi Refining, and a hint of mockery flashed across his eyes.

He didn't say much, but simply wrote down in the booklet: "Bai Qingchen, magic weapon: an old nameless sword."

After completing the registration, the three received the robes of inner disciples.

The moon-white material is cool to the touch, and the collar and cuffs are embroidered with the unique cloud pattern of Lingxiao Sect. A green jade plate is placed around the waist, representing the identity of an inner sect disciple.

The person in charge of distributing robes was a nagging old monk who gave instructions as he distributed them.

"Remember, new disciples, from the first to the tenth day of every month, we will have unified classes at the main peak of Wendao Peak."

"All new inner disciples must go. No lateness or early departure allowed!"

"From November to the end of the month, for the next twenty days, you will all return to your respective peaks and follow your senior brothers and sisters at the top of the peak. Whether it's studying, training, or completing missions, all will be arranged according to your instructions."

"Since you haven't chosen a peak yet, you can temporarily stay in the disciple's quarters on the main peak. The accommodation has been arranged, and the room number is on the jade plaque."

"After you've been a student for a year, you don't need to go to the main peak every month. You just need to study at the main peak for 30 days in a year. You can arrange the specific time yourself."

So, the three of them, along with several other new inner disciples, temporarily settled down in the disciple courtyard on the west side of the main peak.

The courtyard is quiet and the room is small, but clean and tidy.

Bai Qingchen and Lin Feng's rooms were next to each other, while Su Yue was assigned to the female disciples' room.

After putting his things away, Lin Feng patted Bai Qingchen's shoulder carelessly and said, "Let's go, Brother Bai, let's see where Su Yue lives and ask him to have dinner with us!"

His voice was quite loud, attracting the attention of several passing disciples.

Bai Qingchen looked at him helplessly and sighed: "Wooden-headed." His voice was not loud, but Lin Feng heard it clearly.

"Ah? Brother Bai, what did you say?" Lin Feng scratched his head, looking confused.

Bai Qingchen ignored him and walked straight to his room.

Several clever disciples around looked at Lin Feng's confused look, then looked at Bai Qingchen's expression, and couldn't help but smile secretly.

Although Su Yue was dressed in men's clothes and acted with a certain heroic air, anyone with a discerning eye could already see the delicateness between her eyebrows and eyes and the occasional girlish demeanor she revealed.

Only Lin Feng, a guy whose mind is filled with sword-fighting, calls her "that kid" all the time.

Until the next morning, on the way to the Wendao Hall.

In the dim morning light, more and more people appeared on the mountain path to the main peak.

Lin Feng was excitedly demonstrating to Bai Qingchen how handy he was with the new Thunderbolt he had acquired yesterday, when a group of elegantly dressed female disciples came towards them.

The person in the lead was wearing the brand new moon-white female disciple uniform of Lingxiao Sect. Her long hair was tied into a simple bun and pinned with a simple jade hairpin.

Bright eyes, white teeth, and a radiant look, who else could it be but Su Yue?

Lin Feng's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes widened like bells, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

He stared straight at Su Yue, as if he was meeting her for the first time.

The hand he stretched out to gesture froze in mid-air, and his whole body seemed to be under a spell.

Su Yue's cheeks flushed slightly when he looked at her. She glared at him angrily, "What are you looking at? Don't you recognize me?"

Her voice was crisp, with the tenderness and innocence that is unique to young girls, without any trace of roughness.

"You...you...Su Yue?" Lin Feng stuttered, pointing at Su Yue.

"You...you are a woman!" His expression was as if he had seen a ghost.

Suddenly, there was a suppressed low laughter around.

Bai Qingchen held his forehead with his hand, unable to bear the sight.

Su Yue stamped her feet in anger, walked past Lin Feng quickly, and left a sentence: "I don't want to bother with you!"

The fragrant breeze blew past, leaving Lin Feng standing there, his face flushed and at a loss.

His mind was still buzzing, replaying the scenes of Su Yue and him being arm in arm and acting like brothers over the past half month.

Oh my God! What had he done?

The atmosphere in the Wendao Hall was solemn and dignified.

Dozens of new inner disciples took their seats according to the numbers on their jade plates. Bai Qingchen, Lin Feng and Su Yue were not far away from each other.

Lin Feng was still immersed in the huge shock that Su Yue was actually a woman. His eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look at Su Yue at all.

Su Yue had a stern face and listened attentively to the elder's lecture.

Bai Qingchen sat in the back between the two of them, with the frost on his waist hanging quietly.

Compared with the sparkling magical weapons of the surrounding disciples, it seems particularly shabby.

The lecturer was an elder named Sun with a gaunt face.

The content of his lectures was not very profound, but it was also quite subtle for these disciples who had just entered the inner sect.

Elder Sun explained things in a simple and clear way, and most of the disciples listened attentively, nodding their heads frequently.

However, Elder Sun's gaze swept over Bai Qingchen several times.

He had a very bad impression of this guy who had five spiritual roots and relied on his teammates to get to the first place.

They thought he was just lucky and had tarnished his status as an inner disciple.

Especially when he saw that although Bai Qingchen was sitting upright, his eyes were calm and he had neither the excitement and nervousness of a new disciple nor the concentration of listening carefully.

It was as if he was in a trance, which made Elder Sun even more angry.

Finally, when he came to a relatively obscure and unpopular piece of knowledge, Elder Sun stopped.

His sharp gaze was fixed on Bai Qingchen like a substance, and his voice was filled with obvious coldness and testing:

"Bai Qingchen!"

The hall instantly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were fixed on that corner.

Lin Feng and Su Yue also immediately looked at Bai Qingchen nervously.

"You answer the question just now." Elder Sun spoke slowly. His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

This question is quite tricky, even going beyond the basics and touching upon the realm of healing and reconciliation.

Many disciples were confused and did not even fully understand the question itself.

There was a barely perceptible sneer on the corner of Elder Sun's mouth.

He was certain that this useless piece of shit with five spiritual roots couldn't answer the question, so he made a fool of himself in public and served as a warning to others.

Under everyone's gaze, Bai Qingchen slowly stood up.

There was still no expression on his face, and his eyes were calm.

Bai Qingchen spoke freely and answered the question perfectly amidst the slightly changing expression of Elder Sun and the surprised gazes of the disciples in the hall.

He spoke slowly, but every word was clear, and the method he described was incredible and unheard of.

This is simply a wild idea, but the meridian routes and spiritual power attributes he described are mutually exclusive, and they sound very coherent and logical.

The entire Wendao Hall was silent.

The sneer on Elder Sun's face completely froze, replaced by an expression of astonishment and scrutiny that was difficult to conceal.

He stared at Bai Qingchen, as if trying to see something from his calm face.

This solution... was exquisite! It was even more harmonious and natural than the several secret solutions he knew.

Bai Qingchen is definitely not as simple as he seems.

The elder looked at Bai Qingchen differently.

From time to time, he would ask Bai Qingchen to answer questions and solve his doubts. He would be happy every time he got the answers. People who didn't know him would think that Bai Qingchen was the elder who taught the class.

After finishing today's classes, Bai Qingchen felt more tired than ever before.

When I returned to my residence and was about to rest, I heard hurried footsteps and suppressed roars outside the yard, coming from far away.

"That's Bai Qingchen, get out here!"