"Why are there so many people?" Ning Zhishui asked Feng Lin.
"Master, there are three days every month when disciples' allowances are distributed, and today is the last day." Feng Lin leaned closer and whispered.
"Everyone has to come and pick it up within three days?"
Although the hall is quite large, can it handle all the disciples?
"Only inner disciples can come here to collect it. Outer disciples' share is not distributed here. And direct disciples don't need to come here. Disciples from the Stewards' Hall will take the initiative to deliver it to you." Feng Lin explained, "Because you just arrived recently, the Stewards' Hall may not have received the news yet, so they didn't deliver it to the cave this time."
At the end of his speech, he looked at Ning Zhishui cautiously, as if he was afraid that she would get angry.
I see.
Ning Zhishui nodded, "It's okay, it's the same if I come and get it myself."
Just consider it as a chance to familiarize yourself with the sect’s situation.
Feng Lin breathed a sigh of relief.
The more capable a person is, the harder it is to serve them, and the younger they are, the more likely they are to be more spoiled.
She had just started serving and didn't know Ning Zhishui's personality very well, so she had to be extra careful, for fear of bringing bad luck upon herself.
As a servant, her life is extremely worthless. If she made a mistake and was sentenced to death by her master, the sect would not severely punish its own disciple just for her life.
Ning Zhishui stood in line at the back while listening to people around him eating melon and chatting.
The topic of conversation was... her.
"Tsk tsk, after two hundred years, another person with formation destiny appears. Our Xianlai Sect is going to become famous again."
"Of course not! Every time a Zhenyuan person appears, it causes a small sensation on the mainland. Everyone knows that our Zhenyuan person is a true genius. He definitely has a bright future!"
"It's a pity that we weren't there yesterday, so we don't know what that talented little apprentice sister looks like."
"I heard she's very beautiful, a beauty of a country!"
"You're just talking nonsense. That's not what I heard. It's said that besides her talent, she's nothing special."
Ning Zhishui, a beauty or just plain: ...
She had a strange look on her face, but Feng Lin next to her was listening with great interest.
She had been on Wanqing Peak and had no idea what happened yesterday, nor was she able to immediately match Zhen Yuanren with Ning Zhishui.
"They say that besides talent, luck is also very important. If the Sect Master hadn't been there yesterday and generously lent her the high-level Spirit Gathering Disk, she definitely wouldn't have been able to improve her cultivation so much!"
"That can't be helped. The Sect Leader is here, so there's no point in us envying him."
"I've been in the sect for so many years, but I've only met the Sect Master once... My junior sister has already been taken care of by the Sect Master and the Great Elder before she even entered the sect. Sigh, what a different fate for the same person."
"That's nonsense, isn't it? They almost came to blows just for this extremely talented disciple."
They talked very vividly and spoke as if it were real.
Ning Zhishui: ...
How could she not know that the headmaster and the great elder almost fought over her yesterday?
But even so, she listened with great interest.
"I don't know what kind of luck this little apprentice sister will have in the future."
"We are all members of Zhenyuan, so what else can we say about the future? We will definitely be able to call the wind and rain."
"That's hard to say... Have you forgotten Meng Jixiu?"
When someone mentioned Meng Jixiu, there was silence around.
Meng Jixiu was the last person to join the formation, but he did not have such a good fate.
Perhaps because Meng Jixiu's topic was too heavy, everyone naturally turned the conversation to Ning Zhishui.
"Didn't they say they were going to snatch the disciple? Who got the little junior sister in the end?"
"The Sect Leader failed to snatch the Great Elder away, and was ultimately taken away by him!"
"How do you know? Didn't they say the area was cleared yesterday?"
"Yes, the area was cleared, but I happened to be returning to the sect at that time, and I saw the Great Elder and Junior Sister leaving together. Is there any need to explain this?"
"He's the Great Elder's disciple, so doesn't that mean he lives on Wanqing Peak?"
"Of course, it's a pity that I don't have the chance to see it."
"That's not necessarily true. The sect ceremony will be held soon. Maybe Junior Sister will show up then."
Feng Lin: ? ?
The more she listened, the more she felt something was wrong.
The junior sister who was taken away by the great elder?
Was he brought to Wanqing Peak just yesterday?
Feng Lin looked stiffly at Ning Zhishui beside him, and then saw that Ning Zhishui was listening attentively, almost grabbing a handful of melon seeds and eating them while listening.
Is the master of this house a person of Zhenyuan?
Feng Lin's eyes almost popped out, but she didn't dare to keep looking at Ning Zhishui, so she forced herself to look away.
Her heart was beating fast, she was excited.
If my master becomes successful, then as her maid, I will also benefit from it in the future.
Let’s not talk about what would happen if Ning Zhishui slipped some good stuff into his hands. Just in terms of reputation and status, he is different from other waiters!
This made Feng Lin even more determined to serve Ning Zhishui well in the future.
The team kept moving forward, and Ning Zhishui waited in line calmly.
The disciples in front and behind her were all tall, and she was the only one sandwiched in the middle, like a small potato.
Niu Lu, the disciple next to the manager, was distributing the food according to the names and quotas. He suddenly looked up and saw Ning Zhishui appearing from behind when the disciple in front of him turned around.
He was stunned, and then shocked.
"Master, I think I saw Junior Sister Zhen Yuanren." He immediately told the steward beside him.
"What the hell?"
Manager Cao was so busy that he didn't come back to his senses for a moment, "What little junior sister?"
"Junior Sister Zhen Yuanren is the disciple of the Great Elder, the one who caused a big commotion outside the mountain gate yesterday!" Niu Lu repeated.
Manager Cao shuddered, "Where is the person?"
Ordinary disciples were not worth his second glance, but if they were the disciples of the Great Elder, it would be a different matter.
The Great Elder has a very good reputation within the sect, not much worse than the Sect Master, and he is also the Sect Master's senior brother. Even the Sect Master has to show some respect to him.
Manager Cao certainly knew how to treat these "nobles" and their disciples, knowing how to treat them appropriately.
The identity of the Great Elder alone is enough for him to treat his disciple with caution, not to mention that this person is also a person with the formation.
That is a treasure that the sect only produces once every two hundred years!
"Right there...Ah, she is blocked tightly." When Niu Lu went to point at the person, Little Potato could no longer be seen, and could only see the tall male cultivator in front of her.
Oh my, how can the Zhenyuan people queue up in person!
Manager Cao did not see Ning Zhishui, but he recognized Feng Lin.
Although I couldn't remember Feng Lin's name, I knew she was a waiter.
The waiters are here, so the owner must be nearby!
Manager Cao suddenly became anxious. Why did his direct disciple come to queue up by himself?
This waitress is really unreliable. Her master doesn't understand, so does she not understand either?
Just come over and tell me and you can get your share. Why waste time queuing with other ordinary disciples!
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