Chapter 10: He harbored wicked thoughts towards Shi Liuying, his eyes flashing pink as he looked at her...

Shi Liuying immediately sat up straight.

The eccentric and aloof Elder Chongcang, but also very kind and good at teaching, has become the Transmission Elder.

Wouldn't that mean we'd have to see each other every day?

Shi Liuying was initially delighted, but then became worried.

She was able to successfully advance to the late stage of Qi Refining thanks to Elder Chongcang's help.

But Chongcang is an elder who dislikes trouble, hates strangers, and rejects traditional teaching methods.

The month of hiding is still vivid in my mind.

Shi Liuying looked at Chong Cang with sympathy in her eyes: You must have been forced to come here as an elder instructor this time.

After all, people on the forum seem to have some prejudice against demon cultivators, especially foxes.

Shi Liuying had already imagined a grand drama of elders shirking responsibility and bullying Chong Cang.

He secretly resolved to cultivate on his own, to cause Elder Chongcang as little trouble as possible, and to create a perfect personal space for him.

Chong Cang didn't know why he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night and why he drifted to the Fifth Peak like a ghost to ask the Third Elder for the opportunity to pass on his skills to the new disciples.

New disciples are difficult to manage and have many problems. Their aptitudes vary greatly, and the selection process is extremely time-consuming. All the elders of the Myriad Manifestations Sect avoid this job like the plague.

But he went there the very day before the opening ceremony.

Maybe I'm just being too sentimental late at night.

Now, Chongcang thinks back on it and realizes he was a bit impulsive.

However, upon calm reflection, there are indeed many abnormal aspects to the new disciple, Shi Liuying.

For example, yesterday, he didn't complete the task assigned by the system, but he wasn't punished. In fact, there were quite a few female disciples on Tianji Peak at the time, especially the one named Yi Ruoyun, who seemed to be one of his conquests.

But none of these women clung to him yesterday.

Looking back on that day, he belatedly realized a sense of tranquility and peace.

After some thought, Chong Cang felt that this elder who imparted skills was indeed necessary.

This is a rare opportunity to get up close and personal with Shi Liuying.

Chong Cang stood on the podium, and an unremarkable seedling appeared in the void.

"As is customary, your first lesson will require you to test your spiritual power attributes."

Here it comes, here it comes, the strange thing is here.

As soon as Chong Cang finished speaking, Shi Liuying noticed that her fellow cultivator sitting with her was acting strangely again.

As if a switch had been flipped, he once again walked with a strange, perhaps even arrogant, crab-like gait to the sapling.

As if under a spell, before the elder could speak, he was about to place his hand on it.

Shi Liuying looked at his movements, which resembled those of someone suffering from epilepsy and being partially paralyzed, with sympathy: "Truly, he is physically disabled but mentally strong."

He had just walked that strange, diseased gait, just before Elder Chongcang arrived.

The training hall was bustling with activity. The newly initiated disciples, like a flock of excited birds, chattered and exchanged their guesses about the teaching elders who were about to give the lectures.

Shi Liuying sat quietly in the corner, but her gaze was unconsciously drawn to the fellow practitioner sitting next to her.

This fellow practitioner had naturally droopy eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with a cowardice and timidity that was out of place in this vibrant training hall. He seemed to be weighed down by an invisible burden, and his shoulders were slightly slumped.

Shi Liuying was a little curious when she saw her fellow practitioner's brows furrow suddenly, as if he had thought of some unfortunate thing like stepping in poop on the road, and his face became even more unpleasant.

Just then, a disciple with a dashing dragon-whisker fringe and a steady gait walked straight up to the fellow cultivator with the slanted eyebrows and greeted him politely: "Shen Hanzhou, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to see you here."

Shi Liuying saw that the fellow practitioner known as "Chen Hanzhou" forced a stiff smile that looked worse than crying.

Then, resigned, he closed his eyes.

Then he suddenly stood up, his movements were exaggerated, even carrying a deliberate "arrogance" that was completely inconsistent with his own temperament.

He walked with an odd, provocative crab-like gait, a fan that had appeared in his hand at some point, which he gripped tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

Shi Liuying felt that this might be some kind of very heavy magical artifact.

Then, when Liu Ying heard this person named Shen Hanzhou, she spoke in a flat, dry tone: "Oh, isn't this the genius Yun Zhishui? I heard that last night you... farted and came up with a new insight. Aren't you going to show it off?"

His language was quite unrestrained, yet his voice trembled considerably, and his eyes were filled with timidity.

Putting these combinations together is like putting both salt and sugar in a steamed bun—it's incredibly ridiculous and incongruous.

Shi Liuying always felt that this strange crab was a rabbit being forced to howl like a wolf by having its scruff of its neck pinched.

His eyes looked utterly desperate.

Before Yun Zhishui could speak, several of Long Aotian's underlings began shoving Chen Hanzhou's shoulders.

"Hey, what are you saying!"

"How can you talk like that? That's so rude."

"Fellow Daoist Yun is such an elegant person, how could he... release... Don't make baseless accusations."

"How do you know he had an epiphany? Did you sneak into his bed last night?"

The poor, pathetic rabbit became even more pathetic, hunching over and lacking the courage to look anyone in the eye, yet stubbornly retorting, "You bunch of trash, you dare to talk to me!"

The teacher's eyes, like fireflies, showed deep thought.

Could it be that he's practicing some kind of evil cultivation technique? Can he increase his strength effortlessly just by constantly spouting threats? Is there really a technique that can so easily improve one's cultivation level?

Shi Liuying looked at Xiao Wo Nang's pained expression again, and finally took back the word "easily".

The look in his eyes as he gazed at Shen Hanzhou now held a hint of inquiry and a great deal of sympathy.

The path of cultivation is indeed unique and difficult for everyone.

"You, get down." Shi Liuying's memories were interrupted by Chong Cang.

The arrogant little coward, who was walking with a crab-like gait, trembled at the shout.

Chong Cang repeated what he had just said: "I said, you go down first, it's not your turn to be tested yet."

The little coward who was yelled at wasn't unhappy at all. He tentatively took two steps back, and after confirming that he could really leave, his eyes shone with an unprecedented light of hope as he looked at Chong Cang.

A powerful elder, a ray of hope for survival!

For a full twenty-eight years, is there really anyone who has the ability to fight against the stubborn system in his body?

Shen Hanzhou stared intently at Chong Cang, like a primary school student believing in the light of Ultraman.

Shen Hanzhou's affection was so profound that his gaze became tangible, floating lightly yet weighing heavily on Chong Cang.

Chongcang, who was overly perceptive to this kind of vision, believed that this substantial thing was a pink bubble.

He looked at Shen Hanzhou warily.

Uncertainty exists, but there are underlying speculations.

Now the system not only finds female consorts for him, but also adds the option of male consorts?

Shen Hanzhou wore a poker face, but his eyes were shooting out pink hearts.

Meanwhile, Chong Cang, with the same poker face, silently and subtly distanced himself from Shen Hanzhou.

"Shi Liuying, come here and put your hand on it." Chong Cang spoke in a manner that was as kind as possible.

But after being shrouded in darkness for so long, his forced smile seemed excessively strange.

Shi Liuying walked onto the stage with a puzzled look in her eyes. The more she looked at Chong Cang's expression, the more certain she became that he had been bullied by the other elders.

Look at his distorted eyebrows, look at his stiff lips.

If he truly wanted to become an elder who imparts skills, why would he force a smile to such an extent?

Elder Chongcang has some feelings for her, and she cannot sit idly by.

But what does she have left to compete with the other elders?

Shi Liuying's eyes shone even brighter and more determined, and her heart for cultivation grew even stronger.

She walked up to the Five Elements Tree and placed her palm on the soil around its roots.

In an instant, the Five Elements Tree changed.

The potted seedling shook its tender leaves, then emitted a green light and began to grow slowly.

The color swirling around the leaves is a very pure green, and the leaves have no extra branches extending outwards.

The sapling grew slowly in everyone's sight until its top leaves touched the roof, at which point it obediently stopped.

Shen Hanzhou watched this scene in astonishment.

This should have been the storyline for the male lead, Yun Zhishui, right? How did it end up being taken by an insignificant female disciple?

"You can take your hand away now."

Shi Liuying obediently withdrew her hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, everything is normal.

"I'm really afraid this tree will grow out and break through the roof. Wouldn't that require a lot of spirit stones to repair?" Shi Liuying muttered to herself.

The gaze of the seemingly useless Shen Hanzhou towards Shi Liuying also held a glimmer of light.

Because of the elder's oppressive aura, the system changed, and the plot was distorted as a result.

Today, Shen Hanzhou felt a surge of joy and exhilaration he had never experienced in the previous twenty-nine years. He moved his feet little by little and unconsciously stood next to Shi Liuying.

Anyone who can prove Yun Zhishui wrong can become his good friend!

He quietly continued Shi Liuying's words: "Don't be afraid. If you break through the roof, I'll use the spirit stones to repair it for you."

Shi Liuying felt even more sorry for Shen Hanzhou.

This person has a strange illness and practices evil techniques, yet he is still so warm-hearted and kind.

Thank you for your kindness.

Shen Hanzhou was afraid that his good intentions would not be accepted by others: "My family is very rich! Don't be reluctant to use it."

Throughout his life, he was a potential candidate for the role of Long Aotian, and Yun Zhishui would drain his life force. His opportunities would be strangely taken away by Yun Zhishui, and the women he loved would all change their minds at lightning speed after seeing Yun Zhishui.

All I have is money.

Yun Zhishui was wealthy and never lacked money, which is why he was able to retain his substantial family fortune.

Chen Hanzhou looked down with a dejected expression.

He had nothing left, so poor that all he had was money.

He quickly perked up, his eyes shining, and cautiously extended an invitation to be friends: "You can use any of my money from now on. Can we cultivate together sometime?"

Chong Cang looked at Shen Hanzhou with a gloomy and indifferent expression, and pink bubbles once again appeared in his eyes.

Oh.

A strange, lewd, and sickly man harbors evil intentions towards Shi Liuying, a resilient, innocent, kind, exceptionally talented, and unyielding woman.

A note from the author:

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I'll fix one chapter at a time, and revise another. Updates will still be from 9:10 PM to 9:30 PM. [pat on the head]