Chapter 1663 As long as Senior Sister is here, it won't be your turn to die. (26)
Her hesitant murmur was completely different from how she had negotiated terms in the hall just moments before.
How pitiful, how truly pitiful.
Song Jinhuan leaned forward slightly. The eldest disciple's eyes seemed familiar to her, but she couldn't quite place where she had seen them before.
Perhaps this is the unique warmth of the master-disciple relationship.
"Don't worry, even if you don't have spiritual roots, I'll still make you two with my bare hands."
Song Feichen: ?
The scene became quite awkward after this boastful remark was made.
Song Jinhuan chuckled dryly twice, then said confidently, "Disciple, don't be impatient. Your master will guide you onto a smooth path to immortality!"
In recent years, she has been venturing into secret realms everywhere, plundering all sorts of things. Even if she were to use pills to smash things, she could still manage to create a golden core.
Song Feichen was dissatisfied with her answer, as if he was already certain that she had no spiritual root.
But then I thought, wouldn't it be a huge surprise if his top-grade spiritual root were discovered later?
However, the days that followed kept Song Feichen extremely busy.
Before dawn, they got up according to the schedule and practiced boxing together in the training room, led by Song Jinhuan.
After finishing two sets of exercises and having breakfast, I went to the newly designated school in the sect to attend classes.
Six people took turns teaching him until it got dark.
That wasn't all; after dinner, he still had to go to the library to memorize texts.
Such a busy life made him feel vaguely regretful.
The distance has increased!
I suddenly realized that being constantly overlooked but always close to you is so much better than not seeing one of your hands all day.
Song Jinhuan's days were quite fulfilling. A week after Song Feichen entered the household, someone finally came.
He was a sword cultivator named Shen Tu.
He lay wounded in front of the sect, clutching a top-grade spirit stone tightly in his hand, which was covered in blood.
In the blurry vision, a figure appeared, struggling to raise his hand, "Rent... rent a room."
He collapsed as soon as he finished speaking.
Jiang Shoudong quickly hoisted the person onto his shoulder like a sack of rice, excitedly shouting throughout the sect, "Senior Sister, Senior Sister, we have a tenant!!!"
As soon as the sound came out, the other six people inside the door rushed in from all directions.
In the blink of an eye, they surrounded the people.
Sheng Ruyan: "He looks badly injured. As the first tenant of Tianyan Sect, I can treat him for free."
Zhou Chengen: "He's a sword cultivator. I want to spar with him when he wakes up."
Jiang Yingchun stepped forward and fed him a pill. "I just refined this pill. I don't know how effective it is. Hehehe, it's a good time to give it a try!"
Sure enough, as soon as it was fed in, the person reacted.
Shen Tu Suo felt dizzy as soon as he opened his eyes. Everything in front of him was upside down, and he could vaguely see a few legs.
He was surrounded like an object.
They seemed to be seeing a person for the first time, buzzing and talking incessantly around him.
"Master, he seems to be fainting again." Just then, a gentle and clear voice came, and several people gathered in front of him and squatted down in unison.
Then he saw their faces, and they were all good-looking.
A girl with two buns in her hair placed her hands on the shoulders of a woman in front of her and leaned closer, saying, "No way, could it be that the pills weren't refined properly?"
Sheng Ruyan raised her hand and pressed her fingertips on Shen Tu's wrist for a while, reassuring him, "Don't worry, it's just that his internal organs are injured and there are a few cracks in his dantian. He won't die."
Jiang Yingchun breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great, it's not a problem with the pills!"
Although Shen Tu woke up, he was only awake. Upon hearing Sheng Ruyan's words, his eyes rolled back and he fainted again.
That's because there's a crack in my dantian!
For cultivators, it's far more terrifying than losing their lives.
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