"Good! Excellent! Junior Sister, from now on you'll follow your Third Senior Brother! I guarantee it'll be better than following that bunch of good-for-nothings!" He threw down these words with high spirits, then strode out the door with his head held high, wishing the whole sect would know that he had broken through.
Not far from the door, Liu Mei's figure flashed by, her face so gloomy it could drip water. She had just heard Zhao Mang's triumphant laughter and felt the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations when he broke through!
"Sure enough! That brute! He must have gotten a huge benefit from that good-for-nothing!" Liu Mei clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost digging into her flesh, jealousy and greed gnawing at her heart like venomous snakes.
Why? Why was that good-for-nothing Zhao Mang able to break through? Liu Mei's talent is better than his, so why was she surpassed by him?
She stared intently at Zhao Mang's retreating figure as he disappeared through the courtyard gate, then glanced at the still-open, dilapidated door, her eyes flickering uncertainly.
In the days that followed, Zhao Mang became even more unscrupulous.
He practically lived in Jiang Chan's dilapidated house, relentlessly exploiting her.
Jiang Chan's complexion grew worse and worse, and she began to stagger as she walked. Several times she almost fainted on her way to the canteen, which drew the attention of some lower-ranking disciples who were sweeping and cleaning. However, no one dared to step forward to help her up, and no one dared to question Zhao Mang.
Everyone knows that Third Senior Brother Zhao Mang is currently riding high, and his temper is becoming increasingly volatile.
Liu Mei finally couldn't hold back any longer and took action. During a group morning class to draw spiritual energy, she deliberately sat next to Jiang Chan.
As the senior disciple presided over the formation and began the gentle extraction, Liu Mei secretly sent a chilling suction force toward Jiang Chan, attempting to imitate Zhao Mang's violent extraction method.
Jiang Chan sneered inwardly, but pretended to be oblivious. Her spiritual energy remained in a "thin and weak" state. Liu Mei spent a lot of effort, but the quality of the spiritual energy she absorbed was mediocre, no different from others. In fact, her impatience made the spiritual energy somewhat impure and unstable.
"What's going on?" Liu Mei frowned, staring suspiciously at Jiang Chan, who had her eyes closed and her face was pale. Her doubts deepened.
Why can Zhao Mang do it, but she can't? It must be the wrong method! Or… is this bitch doing it on purpose? Is she secretly giving Zhao Mang special treatment?
Jealousy and suspicion grew wildly in Liu Mei's heart.
She began to observe Zhao Mang more frequently in secret, even resorting to underhanded tactics to try to eavesdrop on or find out Zhao Mang's "secrets".
This undercurrent within the sect finally caught the attention of the person at the very top.
That day, Jiang Chan had just finished being "fed" by Zhao Mang and dragged her leaden legs back to her room. Before she could even sit down and catch her breath, a young man dressed in the robes of an inner disciple with an expressionless face appeared at the door.
"Junior Sister Ning Dan, Master summons you. Come with me immediately."
Master! Xuan Chengzi!
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