Chapter 1313 He would not tolerate anyone treating him as a plaything.

Fu Tingyun didn't intend to care. He never meddles in other people's affairs.

Perhaps it was because Longji Peak was too high. In his eyes, the vast blue waters of Yunyu Sect were just a small puddle, and Xuanyi Sect and Fengyue Sect were at best two giants.

□□ jumping in the puddle, what does it have to do with him?

Although he was in the Yunyu Sect, his perspective remained unchanged.

The installation of the formation took a while, and Su Xiaoyuan and Ruan Mianmian were almost late for the next class, so they had to spend a huge amount of money to take a boat.

A ferry boat can only seat two people. Although the puppet is not a human, its size is there, so they had to spend double the money and rent two boats.

Ruan Mianmian is a beautiful, rich woman who has just made a fortune, so she doesn't care about the two low-grade spirit stones.

Su Xiaoyuan is different, she wants to raise a puppet.

She looked up at her own puppet. The rippling light on the water reflected on his fair and handsome face. The light carved out a perfect outline and gave his hair a dreamy luster, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

It's so beautiful. Every time Su Xiaoyuan accidentally sees it, seventeen or eighteen styles pop up in her mind. She really wants him to try every one of them!

"Kaishan, get out of class ends early tomorrow, let's go to the city," she said.

"Okay, okay," Ruan Mianmian nodded cheerfully. "After paying for the wall Song Jinshu broke, I still have over 300 yuan left. I'll treat you to a nice meal tomorrow!"

Su Xiaoyuan sighed in her heart. She would treat them all when the time came. She had to pay compensation every now and then when the mountain was opened, so she had to keep some money for emergencies.

"By the way, Xiao Yuanzi, what do you want to buy when you go into the city?" Ruan Mianmian didn't remember to ask until this time.

"Buy some clothes..."

"You are so beautiful, you should buy some nice clothes."

"I'm not buying it for myself," Su Xiaoyuan pointed at the puppet, "buy him two sets of replacement clothes."

Ruan Mianmian cried out, "Xiao Yuanzi, you're too nice to him! What kind of clothes does the puppet want?"

Song Jinshu's puppet suddenly hugged its chest and moaned.

Fu Tingyun raised his eyelids. He didn't need any extra clothes. The one he was wearing was tolerable.

There are still some dark lines, but at least there are no messy colors.

Su Xiaoyuan didn't know how to explain her niche hobby to her best friend, but fortunately the boat docked at this time.

This class is "History of the Three Realms and the Evolution of Sects", and the class will be taught in Elder Jiang's Shuangxi Forest.

Elder Jiang is the oldest among the seven elders of the Yunyu Sect, although he looks like a pretty boy of fifteen or sixteen years old.

This course mainly relies on rote memorization. Su Xiaoyuan, a liberal arts student, can handle it easily, but it is also very brain-consuming to remember the breakups and reunions, grievances and grudges between so many sects.

"What's the point of memorizing these boring things..." A disciple scratched his bald head and couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

Elder Jiang tilted his head and smiled: "If you don't study, and go out and provoke people you shouldn't provoke, your life will be in danger.

"Also, knowing which sects have grudges against each other can be used to good advantage, appropriately stirring up their jealousy and competitive spirit."

He squinted his eyes, looking a little dangerous. "You have no idea how easy it is to manipulate a jealous man."

Su Xiaoyuan remembered that the inner sect's advanced psychological warfare course seemed to be taught by Elder Jiang.

Compared to that, rote memorization suits her better.

Elder Jiang clapped his hands and said, "Let's review our sect's history first. The following are the key points that may be tested...

"Since Fairy Bixiao founded the Hehuan Sect in Wushan, what has been the most important event in the past 1,830 years? Li Yiyue."

"Three factions split?"

"That's right. In the year 1278 of the Taiyan calendar, which was 715 years ago, the internal differences within the Hehuan Sect had reached a point where they were difficult to reconcile, and thus it split into three branches - the Yunyu Sect, the Fengyue Sect, and the Wushan Sect.

"The Wushan Sect is our main branch, but it has declined over the past hundred years. Currently, we have only a few dozen disciples, who live in seclusion in the depths of Wushan, oblivious to worldly affairs.

"The rest of us are facing off against the Fengyue Sect, facing each other from north to south. We are evenly matched. There has always been a saying that there are Fengyue in the north and Yunyu in the south."

"Elder Jiang," a disciple asked, "I heard that Fengyue Sect and our sect have a grudge against each other, is that true?"

Elder Jiang rarely put away the semi-permanent smile on his face and pondered for a moment: "Rather than calling it hatred, it's more like a conflict of ideas."

He paused and said, "I don't want to gossip about Fellow Daoist Tongyuan behind his back, but Fengyue Sect has always been radical. To be honest, they will do anything to achieve their goals, especially since the current Sect Master took over more than sixty years ago."

"I heard that they want to annex us. Is that true?" the disciple asked again.

Elder Jiang looked a little solemn and nodded: "The Fengyue Sect is very ambitious. Over the years, they have swallowed up many small sects of Meixiu. It is not surprising that they have such intentions."

This question is like a stone that stirs up a thousand waves.

An uneasy atmosphere spread among the disciples like ripples.

Obviously everyone has heard a lot of rumors about Fengyuemen.

"I heard they can't choose their targets. If the sect tells you to go, you have to go..."

"It's good enough if we can go on missions normally. My uncle told me that they will feed good-looking disciples with low cultivation levels medicine to make them into furnaces and give them to powerful people in the immortal sect..."

"I heard they don't care about meat or vegetables, and they don't care if the other party has a Taoist partner..."

Hearing this, Ruan Mianmian became excited and rolled up her sleeves: "Yes, that's shameless!"

"Not only that, I heard they also practiced evil magic, toying with their victims, draining them of all their cultivation and wealth, and then abandoning them. Many people even committed suicide..."

"What will we do if our sect is taken over? I don't want to be turned into a furnace!"

"You should be safe the way you look."

"Pooh!"

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Elder Jiang soothed them, "Our sect has a deep foundation and is under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Alliance. Everything has its rules, and they can't do whatever they want."

But even a clear-minded college student like Su Xiaoyuan could hear that this consolation was somewhat powerless.

After a day of classes, Su Xiaoyuan felt even more depressed.

Although she had no appetite, she still went to the cafeteria with Ruan Mianmian to eat something - taking fasting pills for every meal was too inhumane.

The sun was almost setting when we returned to our nest.

She washed her face and hands with water, without soaking her face or feet. She just rinsed it and then fell headfirst onto the bed, burying her face in the soft homemade pillow, not wanting to move at all.

Fu Tingyun stood aside and watched, not knowing what she was doing.

Just when he began to wonder if she was dead, a weak, muffled voice suddenly echoed from his pillow: "Fu Tingyun, do you think there's any chance I could possibly take the essence from Immortal Lingyue?"

Fu Tingyun didn't even bat an eyelid as he answered firmly, "No."

Su Xiaoyuan arched her body, turned herself over, and looked at the puppet: "Do you know Immortal Ling Yue?"

"Know."

"Do you know anything else? Fu Tingyun?"

"Know."

"Wow, you're pretty good then."

Su Xiaoyuan heard that some high-end puppets would come with a pre-installed knowledge base. It seems that although this one is scrapped and has problems with its intelligence, the knowledge base is still there.

No wonder he can make stir-fried pork.

"So, for someone who is naturally detached from emotions and desires, is it possible to rekindle the relationship? Fu Tingyun?"

"impossible."

Su Xiaoyuan was a little desperate, but then she thought, her mission was to collect the essence of Ling Yue Immortal Venerable, and she didn't need him to have worldly desires.

"That... person who is born without emotions and desires..." Her gaze slowly moved down, landing on a certain spot, "That place... can it still get hard?"

If the physiological functions are normal, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Fu Tingyun glanced at her and refused to answer.

Su Xiaoyuan felt an inexplicable chill and pulled the quilt over herself, muttering softly, "Oh, right, you definitely don't know either. I'm so stupid. How could such a private matter be in the knowledge base..."

She sat up, crossed her legs on the bed, rolled up the quilt and hugged it to her chest, resting her chin on the quilt and blinking.

"Fu Tingyun, is there a one in ten thousand chance... no, is there a one in a billion chance that I can sleep with Immortal Venerable Ling Yue?"

Fu Tingyun looked into the girl's eyes. In the slanting light of the setting sun, her eyes were clear, like amber glass.

He didn't know why this strange girl was obsessed with him, he was sure they had never met.

She looked sad, but it was impossible, and he answered with certainty, "Impossible."

"Ah ah..." Su Xiaoyuan lowered her head dejectedly and bit the quilt.

The puppet is indeed not smart enough and cannot provide emotional value. If it were an AI, it would follow her words and comfort her.

"Forget it, I know it's impossible..." She climbed out of bed and began to tidy up the quilt.

"Why?" Fu Tingyun asked for some unknown reason.

Su Xiaoyuan paused, stunned.

She turned her head, her eyes clear and round, looking at him in disbelief: "Fu Tingyun, were you talking to me just now?"

"Yes." Fu Tingyun didn't know what she was so surprised about. Many puppets could communicate with their masters in a simple way, but they had no intelligence and could only answer questions according to routine questions.

But the girl was so surprised that her whole face seemed to brighten up.

"Fu Tingyun, what kind of clothes do you like?" Su Xiaoyuan asked.

"I don't like it." Fu Tingyun rejected her without hesitation.

"You can't wear this forever."

Fu Tingyun didn't understand why that wasn't possible. Of course, there was more than one set of clothes in his Tai Chi Hall, but each one was the same.

"It's so monotonous to always wear this outfit. You are so pretty, you should try different styles. I will definitely dress you up as the most handsome guy in this city." The girl's cheeks flushed with excitement and her eyes sparkled.

She stopped discussing with him and ran to the table to get out the drawing paper, clamped it on the wooden board, and began to draw sketches with charcoal sticks as if no one was around.

Fu Tingyun took a glance and saw that the clothes were all weird.

He finally understood that she was treating him like a puppet.

He won't tolerate anyone treating him like a plaything.

Su Xiaoyuan designed three looks as the sun set.

She rubbed her eyes and finally remembered that she had something important to do - although the probability of sleeping with Immortal Venerable Ling Yue was zero, she still had to do the homework assigned by Elder Qin.

She threw down her pen, dropped a low-grade spirit stone into the lamp, and gave up the small round stool she had just been sitting on: "Sit down, Fu Tingyun."

The puppet looked at her warily, but still sat down. The girl's body temperature still remained on the stool.

Su Xiaoyuan stood in front of the puppet and was not much taller than him.

She cast the spell according to the method taught by Elder Qin and successfully called up the new formation interface installed today.

She clicked on the menu and found the option "Eye-to-eye contact." She closed the screen and took a deep breath: "Fu Tingyun, now I want to practice eye-to-eye contact with you..."

It was so embarrassing to do this kind of thing with a puppet behind closed doors.

Especially since this puppet looks so aloof and he has no reaction to anything she does.

"Fu Tingyun, please look up and look into my eyes..."

The puppet raised his chin as instructed, revealing his slender neck and a modest Adam's apple. The light from the spirit stone shone from the side, outlining his features like a work of art.

The light of each spirit stone is different. Today's stone has a colder hue, which makes his eyes look even colder and more indifferent.

They were now one sitting and one standing, he was in the lower position, looking slightly up, but Su Xiaoyuan still felt that she was the one being looked down upon.

She felt her throat tighten, and the inexplicable panic and suffocation began again.

She subconsciously avoided his gaze.

"Failed." The puppet commented concisely.

"Huh?" Su Xiaoyuan was surprised. "That's it?"

The result was as expected. It would have been strange if he could pass. But when Elder Qin demonstrated today, the formation would give a grade and comments. Why were there only two words for him?

"No rank?"

There was a formation, and a long list of comments, but Fu Tingyun couldn't make the puppet make that kind of sound.

"Level 1, Class E." He said concisely.

"How could it be..." Su Xiaoyuan lowered her head dejectedly. Grade 5 was the lowest grade.

After preparing herself mentally for a while, she continued the challenge, trying to stare, squint, blink, and do everything in her power, even putting her hands on the puppet's shoulders in a desperate attempt.

Of course it was useless. After practicing dozens of times, she felt like her retina was about to detach. Her best score was Grade 2, D, which was a long way from passing.

Su Xiaoyuan sighed, rubbed her sore and red eyes, and gave up.

If it were that easy to pass, Elder Qin wouldn't have given a full seven-day deadline.

Seeing that only one third of the spirit stone was left, Su Xiaoyuan decided to go to bed.

But at this moment, a gentle male voice suddenly sounded outside: "Is Junior Sister Xiaoyuan here?"

It was an unfamiliar voice, with a metallic texture and very magnetic. People with voice control like Su Xiaoyuan would be impressed once they heard it.

"I'm here. May I ask who you are?" Su Xiaoyuan asked.

"I am Xiahou Che, who serves under Elder Qin. I passed by Junior Sister Xiaoyuan's residence and came to say hello." The man said.

Su Xiaoyuan was stunned. Xiahou Che was Elder Qin's favorite student and the best among the inner disciples. It was said that his qualifications exceeded those of the inner F4, but he just joined the sect a few years later.

Although she had never met him in person, she had certainly heard of such a prominent figure. How could they possibly have anything in common...

Then she suddenly had an idea. Elder Qin said that he would arrange for a senior brother to take care of her. Could it be him?

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Current -20: Will not tolerate anyone treating him as a plaything.

-20 in the future: Wife, please play with me.