Chapter 70 Remember to come find me after class.

Speaking in human language, it shyly wagged its tail and greeted, "Second Senior Brother, Junior Senior Brother."

Lin Yujin and Bai Ziye: "...?!"

What is that?

What is it saying?

Su Qingliu happened to come over, and seeing this scene, she fell into deep thought. "Junior Sister, what about this fish?"

Jiang Xianwan patted the bottle, "I kidnapped it, Yu Xiaobai!"

The dragon carp wriggled its body and sweetly called out, "Senior Brother!"

Su Qingliu: "...!"

Who would have thought that one day he would become the senior disciple of a fish.

Even more unexpectedly, in addition to guarding against men, they also had to guard against a fish.

"Oh, right!" Jiang Xianwan slapped her forehead and pulled out three snow-white scales. "These are gifts from Yu Xiaobai. I almost forgot about them."

With a flick of its tail, Yu Xiaobai half-covered its pink fish face, revealing only one watery eye, and said shyly, "This is my betrothal gift to Wanwan."

The three boys: "..."

Remove from heat!

Heat oil!

Despite all precautions, not a single fish could be prevented.

After recognizing their fish relatives, the four of them and the fish went together to attend a lecture halfway up the mountain.

There's no way around it; once you enter a major sect, you're not free at all, and you still have to attend classes.

Thinking of the packed schedule, all four of them looked dejected.

Jiang Xianwan looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, filled with sorrow: "When I open my eyes, I can't see the future."

Lin Yujin raised her pale face and looked at the white clouds drifting freely across the sky: "I dare not open my eyes, I hope it is just my hallucination."

Bai Ziye stopped laughing: "How I long to return to my hometown, to the top of this broken mountain, to see the grass there grows longer than my legs, to soothe my wounded heart."

Su Qingliu was speechless: "..." A disciple of a major sect wouldn't even be a dog.

The disciples of the Taixu Sect, both inner and outer, are taught by the elders of the inner and outer sects respectively. The outer sect classrooms are located at the foot of the mountain, while the inner sect and personal disciples are located halfway up the mountain.

Every disciple is required to attend the half-day sword practice session in the morning.

Whether you're cultivating formations, refining elixirs, or drawing talismans...

In short, you don't have to be a master swordsman, but you have to be able to take a beating.

However, these disciples who do not specialize in swordsmanship only need to stay here for two sessions in the morning, and then they can disperse to attend classes in their respective areas of expertise.

After spending half the day flipping the pot, fearing they would be used as a negative example, Jiang Xianwan and Lin Yujin decisively ignored Elder Ming, who was waving his little hands frantically from afar, wanting to say something, and hurriedly followed Su Qingliu and Bai Ziye to the Sword Inquiry Hall.

The Taixu Sect has three peaks that specialize in swordsmanship: Taixu Peak, Tailing Peak, and Taiyu Peak. These are also the three peaks with the most disciples.

The outer disciples, inner disciples, and personal disciples of the sect receive instruction in the Inquiry Hall, Inquiry Realm Hall, and Inquiry Sword Hall, respectively.

The coursework in the Sword Inquiry Hall is the most stressful. As disciples who receive personal instruction, they naturally have to work harder than other disciples, bearing the responsibility for the future development of the sect and the well-being of all people.

The Sword Inquiry Hall is taught by three elders in rotation, and the sect leader will also come to teach in his place when he has nothing else to do.

The person giving the lesson today is... Hua Buxiu!

The four secretly regretted their miscalculation. Facing Hua Buxiu's raised eyebrows and glaring gaze, they reluctantly found the most inconspicuous corner to sit down.

Jiang Xianwan looked sad and said in a low, melancholy voice, "No matter what, I can't escape this colorful world."

Lin Yujin was filled with remorse and burst into tears, "I ran all the way here, but I still couldn't escape the clutches of the beautiful Hua Meiren."

A beautiful woman giving a lecture?

Teach them how to rob other people's money.

Or should we pin all the disciples to the ground and beat them up?

How about some barbecue while you're at it?

Bai Ziye found it hard to disagree, after all, Hua Buxiu's beatings were really painful.

He didn't want to be treated like a punching bag and tossed around in front of everyone.

"I hope that the wishes I make will blossom along the way, rather than that there will be flowers along the way."

Su Qingliu: "..."

I hate flowers.

I should have found out who was giving the lecture today.

Qin Qin, who was sitting in the row in front of them, turned her head and said, "Actually, I kind of agree with that too."

Sitting next to him, Chu Weining turned her head and lowered her voice, "I heard you guys getting beaten up really badly on our peak. To be honest, I'm a little scared."

Zhu Yinman opened the book, stood it upside down to cover her face, and didn't realize that she was holding it upside down. "I heard from my master that the Sword Venerable beat up the Emperor Venerable a few days ago. Awesome."

Jiang Xianwan: "...?"

Li Weiyun wanted to cry. "I heard that Martial Uncle Hua is the most cruel. Will I, a weak and pitiful alchemist, be able to return to Danxin Hall alive today?"

They felt that it was more likely that the Phoenix Sword Master taught them how to cause trouble, how to set the mountain on fire, or even how to set them on fire.

Shi Yunxiao was eager to try. "I'm curious, is Uncle Hua planning to beat us all up today, or... Oh right, Junior Sister, I need to talk to you after class."

His words came out of nowhere, and when he said the last sentence, he was looking at Jiang Xianwan.

Everyone: "...?"

"Senior Brother Shi, what do you want to see her about?" Chu Weining blurted out.

Everyone nodded, expressing their curiosity.

The three young men in blue robes stood up straight without a sound, their three pairs of eyes fixed on him.

Shi Yunxiao seemed oblivious, or perhaps deliberately ignored their reactions, and winked at Jiang Xianwan, "Is it okay?"

Jiang Xianwan: "Okay."

Shi Yunxiao glanced at Su Qingliu and the other two, whose faces were turning faster than flipping through a book, and grinned, "Where are you going or where am I going?"

Let's talk about the sword, and then about Lin Qingran.

My main goal is to fight for custody.

Everyone: "...?" What do you mean by "go to your place or go to mine"?

The three young men in blue robes leaned forward in unison, their fingers itching unbearably, their eyes filled with hostility, eager to make a move.

Qin Qin pursed her lips and remained silent, while the other close associates watched with excitement, gossiping online.

But then I heard...

Shi Yunxiao said to himself, "Let's go to my place, it'll be quiet there."

Jiang Xianwan: "..."

Just as the three senior brothers stood up with cold faces, and a series of drawn-out "ah~" sounds rang out from all around, Hua Buxiu lightly snapped his fingers.

He wore a soft, ethereal blue robe, yet somehow managed to exude a touch of sensuality. One long leg was crossed over the other, and every gesture he made was full of charm, further accentuated by the shimmering fiery pattern between his brows.

He glanced at his trusted disciples, whose eyes were gleaming with gossip, and at his three wicked students who were gritting their teeth and ready to fight, and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Quiet."

The classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Su Qingliu and the other two glanced at Shi Yunxiao, took their seats, and the disciples of each peak tensed their backs, trembling, finally remembering the Sword Master in front of them.

Although the Sword Master is extremely approachable, he is unlike the Emperor Master who never leaves his home.

They're pretty crazy; when they have nothing better to do, they burn mountains, people, and things, mainly engaging in indiscriminate burning.

If you get carried away later, don't burn them down.

Hua Buxiu glanced at each of the upright, almost stiff disciples, then fixed his gaze on Shi Yunxiao, and gently smiled, "Remember to come find me after class."

He then said with a half-smile, "Come to my place, it'll be quiet there."

After saying that, she glanced at him and smiled, "You come too."

Qin Qin: "..."

Shi Yunxiao: "...This disciple knows his mistake."

This custody battle... it's better not to fight for it.

However, Qinqin also wants to fight for custody?

Fortunately, he admitted his mistake quickly and accurately, thus escaping unscathed.

I will never be so sarcastic again, especially in front of Sword Master Fengyi.

Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose!

Everyone: "..." Hehehehehehehehehehe!