Chapter 7 Differential Treatment "It's just normal cohabitation, what does it mean...
Ying Bu Ran covered his face, feeling the tips of his ears burning, and didn't know what to say.
Why would Zhao Qingxun's junior sister think so?
Zhao Qingxun glanced at Cheng Banxia indifferently, his voice a little colder than usual: "Stop reading storybooks."
Cheng Banxia realized that he had spoken out of turn. He touched his nose, coughed twice, and chuckled, "It's because I haven't seen Senior Sister Tibetan people before."
The corners of Zhao Qingxun's mouth twitched, and his voice almost dropped to zero: "It's just normal cohabitation. What do you mean by Tibetan?"
"That's right, I've never seen it before... I've been hiding it from others, so I'm just a Tibetan... I was wrong, senior sister, I won't dare to do it again." Cheng Banxia argued in a low voice, and her voice became smaller and smaller under Zhao Qingxun's gaze, and finally she turned a corner and backed down.
Ying Bu Ran didn't expect it to unfold like this. After being stunned for a while, he chuckled, breaking the silence between the two.
Hearing her voice, Zhao Qingxun turned around and his expression changed in an instant. Facing Cheng Banxia's horrified expression, he said in a much softer tone, "I'm sorry, my junior sister reads too many novels every day, and I said something wrong."
Ying Bu Ran shook his head and said with a smile, "Nothing, your junior sister is very interesting. Hello, my name is Ying Bu Ran."
Cheng Banxia was startled by Zhao Qingxun's gentle voice. She only realized what was happening now and scratched her head a little embarrassedly: "Hello, hello. My name is Cheng Banxia. I'm also a sword cultivator. I'm from the same sect as Senior Sister Zhao and I'm her junior."
It seemed that when Cheng Banxia realized that he was there, she felt a little uncomfortable, or maybe she wanted to give the two of them some space to get to know each other better. Zhao Qingxun left after saying that he was going to prepare some refreshments.
Ying Bu Ran did not miss the surprise in Cheng Banxia's eyes when Zhao Qingxun said he would prepare tea and snacks.
It seems that Zhao Qingxun has never done these things before.
Sure enough, after seeing Zhao Qingxun disappear from sight, Cheng Banxia immediately pulled Ying Bu Ran aside and asked in a low voice, "Has Senior Sister always been like this?"
Ying Bu Ran thought for a moment and shook his head. Just as Cheng Banxia was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard her say, "Not really. It's mainly because we didn't know how to make tea and snacks before. We only learned how to make them later."
Cheng Banxia: “…”
It's even weirder, isn't it? A dedicated cultivator who only practices cultivation suddenly starts learning to make snacks? Is she dreaming?
She had only been in seclusion for a few years, but it seemed like she had entered a completely different world.
Cheng Banxia pinched herself and cried out in pain. Ying Bu Ran watched her movements, initially suspecting they were out of place, but now he was certain they might not be normal.
Ying Bu Ran waited until Cheng Banxia calmed down before asking, "Wasn't Qingxun like this before? What was she like before?"
"Wow! Besides Master, this is the first time I've heard someone use this, uh..." Cheng Banxia looked at Ying Bu Ran's bewildered expression and changed the word to describe her. "Call her by a less formal title. You should understand. We usually call her Senior Sister Zhao if we're in the same sect, and Fellow Daoist if we're not."
Ying Bu Ran nodded, secretly surprised, waiting for Cheng Banxia's answer.
Cheng Banxia continued, "On a normal day, Senior Sister, well, all she thinks about is cultivation, cultivation, and cultivation. Every day she's either cultivating or going on missions. She's as cold as ice. And this is the first time I've seen her stay on the peak for so long without leaving."
Ying Bu Ran thought about it and realized that Zhao Qingxun had indeed been accompanying her recently and had not gone out much. Was Zhao Qingxun really like this? She never noticed it on weekdays.
Even when she was recuperating before, he would basically appear in front of her whenever something happened, not to mention the familiarity later.
Especially after Zhao Qingxun finished his mission some time ago, they were almost always in the same room, not to mention the days when they practiced the Senluo Jue.
She didn't realize at all that Zhao Qingxun was such a cold person.
After hearing Ying Bu Ran's doubts, Chen Banxia said: "..."
"I feel like what I said before might be correct..." Cheng Banxia whispered, and then she shut up decisively after seeing Zhao Qingxun coming over with tea and snacks.
After Zhao Qingxun put down his refreshments, he sat down next to Ying Bu Ran and asked, "Are there any conflicts?"
Ying Bu Ran shook his head, glanced at Cheng Banxia, who looked like she was about to break, and said, "No, no, we had a very pleasant conversation. Senior Sister Cheng is also a very good person."
"Also?" Zhao Qingxun raised his eyebrows and grasped the word.
Ying Bu Ran didn't know why she suddenly cared about this description, and added: "The first good person is of course you."
"Huh." Cheng Banxia shook her head, feeling as if her senior sister had taken over her body. Then she noticed something else, "What did you call me just now?"
"Senior Sister Cheng?" Ying Bu Ran thought that she had also been accepted as a disciple by Luo Wangqing when she was rebuilding her Taoist foundation a few days ago. It was just that it was Zhao Qingxun who taught her, but the relationship would not change.
It should be okay to shout like this, right?
Cheng Banxia immediately chuckled: "Hey! I'm finally not the youngest one anymore, and I'm also called Senior Sister."
Zhao Qingxun's mouth twitched. He ignored her and placed the peach blossom pastry in front of Ying Bu Ran. Then he looked at Cheng Banxia: "What do you want from me?"
"I originally wanted to ask Senior Sister for a demonstration, but I feel like today isn't the right time." Cheng Banxia saw the beautifully made peach blossom pastry and wanted to try it too. Just as she reached out her hand, Zhao Qingxun stopped her with a look and she picked up another pastry instead. "By the way, why haven't I heard about Junior Sister Ying before?"
Ying Bu Ran was eating with his head down and didn't notice what happened. Hearing this, he looked up at Zhao Qingxun and was also very curious.
Zhao Qingxun explained, "Considering that her original qualifications did not meet the admission standards of Liuyun Sect, I was afraid that if I told others about it, it would attract those with ulterior motives to take action, so I didn't tell anyone."
"Eh? Then why?"
Ying Bu Ran finished his cake and took the initiative to explain: "I was chased by the ghost tribe and came here because I was rescued by Qing Xun."
Cheng Banxia said "Oh" and nodded in understanding. "That's indeed not appropriate to make it public. After all, there are many people in the sect who look down on others. Who knows if someone will use Junior Sister Ying as a target to gain merit for themselves. Junior Sister Ying, it's safer for you to stay here for the time being. You can leave once you reach the Golden Core stage."
After she finished speaking, she patted her chest and said confidently: "Although I can't compare to my senior sister, I am not weak in the sect. If my senior sister is not here, my junior sister can come to me if she has any problems."
Ying Bu Ran nodded gratefully. Sure enough, anyone who was close to Zhao Qingxun was likely to have good character. But judging by Cheng Banxia's description, it seemed like the atmosphere within the sect wasn't very good.
She expressed her doubts, and this time it was Zhao Qingxun who explained, "Because the sect nowadays is quite obsessed with talent, many people judge people based on their initial talent and categorize disciples into different levels. But in reality, talent only provides a starting point. How far you can ultimately go depends on yourself."
"Even people with little talent can reach the top. It just takes a lot more effort than others."
"That's right. Those who believe that talent is everything are lame. They are just excuses for not working hard." Cheng Banxia nodded in agreement, and then began to excitedly share her past experiences with Ying Bu Ran.
Cheng Banxia is a person with a strong desire to share. This is Ying Bu Ran’s second impression, but she is not disgusted by it. Instead, she feels a little bit friendly.
It feels like treating her as one of my own.
Ying Bu Ran didn't expect that Cheng Banxia looked young but had rich experience and had been all over the world.
According to Zhao Qingxun, Cheng Banxia is the most diligent among the disciples in this area. He often practices, seeks out others to compete, and improves his experience through actual combat.
Cheng Banxia had not finished her story until the evening, and judging from her unsatisfied look, it seemed that she still had a lot to say.
Seeing that there was no end in sight, Zhao Qingxun simply drove the person away and asked her to come again next time.
After that, Cheng Banxia came here much more frequently than before. She often came to Ying Bu Ran to share her experiences or complain about some things, and continued to compete with Zhao Qingxun.
After the competition ended that day, Cheng Banxia complained to Ying Bu Ran about a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect she met outside. In her words, that person was a little "different".
"This is the first time I've seen a talisman practitioner playing with a big knife. A big knife, that's a big knife! Which talisman practitioner plays with a big knife?" Cheng Banxia took a big gulp of water and said in disbelief.
Ying Bu Ran had already understood various immortal cultivation systems during this period, and naturally he also knew the practice and attack methods of talisman cultivation.
This was the first time she had heard of a Fu Xiu holding a large sword. Ying Bu Ran also drank a sip of tea to calm her nerves.
Afterwards, Cheng Banxia talked about the talisman cultivator and what he had experienced on this mission. The two were strung together and Ying Bu Ran had to sort them out several times before he could figure out what had happened.
Probably, they encountered danger on the way and were rescued by a talisman cultivator. The two of them, one holding a sword and the other holding a knife, cut a path through.
As they were speaking, a carrier pigeon landed in front of the three of them, turned into a letter and flew into Zhao Qingxun's hands.
Zhao Qingxun glanced at them briefly, frowned slightly, and said to the two, "Master has called me for something, so I'll be leaving first. Can Ah Ran stay here for the time being? Junior Sister Cheng, I'll ask you to protect her from now on."
The two nodded at the same time and watched Zhao Qingxun fly away on his sword. As soon as Zhao Qingxun left, Cheng Banxia approached Ying Bu Ran with a gossipy look on her face and asked in a low but excited voice, "Junior sister, is Senior Sister interested in you?"
"You see how people are treated differently, right?" She raised her eyebrows, gossip written all over her face.
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