Little Black placed the silver hairpin into Qi Yu's hand, whimpering, "Master, this is a good thing! Keep it!"
Qi Yu held the silver hairpin that was smeared with Xiao Hei's saliva. The skull on top of the hairpin no longer glowed red, presumably because the soul power inside had been used up.
But she's not a demonic cultivator, so what would she need this thing for!
Little Black, who was proudly waiting to be praised, didn't receive any praise from Qi Yu and tilted his head in confusion.
Zhu Que laughed and said, "You little dog are quite interesting."
Qi Yu reluctantly put the silver hairpin into her storage bag and patted the dog's head.
She couldn't throw the silver hairpin back now; it would be bad if she were mistaken for a demonic cultivator and captured. She should keep it for now.
Outside Chunyi Tower, Master Dingfeng stood motionless with a grim expression. The men beside him, seeing that Zhu Ji was gone, began to hurl insults.
"Aren't you a cultivator? How come you let that bitch get away!"
"Exactly! They think they're all just hype!"
"I almost lost my life!"
The disciples of Qiankun Fortress were furious upon hearing their insults towards Master Dingfeng:
How dare you speak like that!
"We, the real people, saved your lives from that witch, and not only are you ungrateful, you dare to spout nonsense here!"
Master Dingfeng stopped the disciples, frowning as he said, "As disciples of Qiankun Fortress, you come to such a brothel to seek pleasure and cause trouble. Aren't you ashamed of Qiankun Fortress already?"
Upon hearing this, the disciples lowered their heads and fell silent.
Master Dingfeng stretched out his foot and gently kicked the disciple lying on the ground, who was already unconscious, and said, "Take him back, heal his injuries, and put him in solitary confinement together with him."
Looking at the chaos, he sighed and pulled out his communication jade scroll to call someone to clean up the mess.
Qi Yu yawned. She had only come to watch the excitement, and now that the excitement was over, she wasn't too curious about how things would go on. She grabbed Xiao Hei and prepared to leave.
Zhu Que also stood up and asked, "It's getting late, where are you going now?"
Qi Yu replied without turning his head, "Go be a living Lei Feng."
Zhu Que asked in confusion, "Living Lei Feng? What's that? Why do people want to be Lei Feng?"
"Because I am a good person."
Qi Yu leaped off the roof of the inn and stepped into the night.
Although Wucheng is a large city with relatively good public security, there are still homeless people who can't get enough to eat, like Gou Dan who lost his parents at a young age and had to resort to petty theft to fill his stomach.
She walked into the shop, took out a thousand low-grade spirit stones, and exchanged them for a thousand taels of silver.
Today is the Flower Festival, and although it's already late, the streets are still bustling with people.
Qi Yu wandered around, observing the homeless people and judging which ones she could give money to.
She only gives to children and disabled people; anyone who is able-bodied but comes to beg is considered lazy and good-for-nothing.
She discreetly tossed silver coins into the bowls of the homeless beggars. Some of the more astute ones, upon seeing the glint of the silver, quickly covered their bowls, hiding the coins so no one else could see them.
Some were even more honest, thinking that Qi Yu had accidentally dropped the money, and hurriedly chased after her to return it to her.
Qi Yu looked at the little girl whose face was dirty but whose eyes were bright. The little girl's mother, who had difficulty walking, was still sitting in the same spot. Qi Yu gestured for the little girl to return the silver to her.
Qi Yu squatted down, took out a handkerchief and wiped the little girl's thin cheeks, then took out the peony and stuck it behind the little girl's ear.
She took out ten taels of silver from her storage bag, put it in the little girl's hand, and said softly, "This is from your older sister. Keep it safe."
The little girl blinked, made a gesture of thanks, bowed to Qi Yu, and ran back to her mother's side.
Qi Yu then realized that the little girl couldn't speak.
Looking at the mother and daughter snuggling together, she felt a pang of sadness for some reason.
The system notifications kept ringing out, and with points added up bit by bit, Qi Yu had accumulated quite a few points. He now had 1200 points remaining.
After buying a few pastries made with fresh flowers, Qi Yu prepared to return to Lingyuan.
Besides accumulating points, cultivation is also essential.
Commander Wu said that if it weren't for Feng Xiao's inner core protecting her meridians, she would probably have already died from the cold poison, which made her feel a sense of crisis.
The third level of Qi Refining might seem impressive to ordinary people, but in this era where cultivators are everywhere, it's still not enough.
Zhu Que silently followed behind Qi Yu, watching her scatter money around without saying a word.
Is it because they have too much money and don't know what to do with it?
Upon returning to the Spirit Courtyard, Qi Yu discovered that the walls of the room had been repaired.
Zhu Que's search team was really efficient.
She knocked on the door of her neighbor Gou Dan's room and gave him some fresh flowers and pastries.
Dog Egg is still studying the sword manual at this hour. He has only been in the Spirit Academy for less than ten days, and dark circles are already appearing on his face. Qi Yu couldn't help but admire his hard work, and then reflected on his own laxity, knowing that he would cultivate all night when he got back.
She has now activated the three spiritual veins of wood, earth, and fire. One advantage of the chaotic spiritual root is that even if she is not seriously and focused on cultivation, she will still absorb the spiritual energy in the air, although the speed will be much slower than serious cultivation.
Even though this "slow" pace is still faster than that of cultivators with average aptitude, it still allows them to cultivate faster.
Qi Yu sat on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, and began to cultivate.
She had used the mantra that Zhu Xiuzi had taught her in her cultivation, but strangely, whether or not she recited the mantra, it didn't seem to help her cultivation at all.
But Zhu Xiuzi's idea of absorbing other people's spiritual power through murder always felt wrong to her.
Could it be that Zhu Xiuzi is also a demonic cultivator?
Qi Yu decided to rely on his own cultivation first, and then try to explore Zhu Xiuzi in the space within the book "Chaotic Spirit Body" once his cultivation level was higher.
These past two days have passed quickly in constant cultivation and sword practice, and the system tasks have been completed by giving money to beggars.
Qi Yu has now accumulated 1400 points.
Her cultivation level was only a little short of breaking through the third level of Qi Refining and advancing to the fourth level.
On this day, Qi Yu led Gou Dan into the preaching hall. When she saw Xu Shen Shen, who was wearing a pink dress and looked like a flower against the backdrop of the many disciples in green robes, she realized that Xu Shen Shen was so carefree because she had been confined for the past few days.
Standing next to Xu Shen Shen, Zhao Daming saw Qi Yu, gave a heavy "humph," and glared at her with hostility.
Qi Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she smiled as she approached Zhao Daming.
"Senior Brother Da Ming, are you sleeping well in the solitary confinement room?"
Zhao Daming's face darkened further, and he turned his burly body away, ignoring Qi Yu.
Qi Yu wouldn't let him off the hook. She reminded him, "Senior brother, do you still remember your promise to your junior sister?"
Zhao Daming said with a sour face, "Who said you're my senior brother or junior sister? You're a piece of trash with five spiritual roots, you're not qualified to be my junior sister!"
"Oh..." Qi Yu's smile remained unchanged as she said, "Then I'll just call you Zhao Daming?"
She walked up to Zhao Daming and said loudly, "I wonder if Zhao Daming still remembers what you said at the Flying Star Treasure Pavilion before, that if that third-grade pill was mine, you, Zhao Daming, would strip naked and run three laps around the Spirit Academy?"
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