That night, Shuiyueyao ran to ask for help from Palace Master Xuan.
However, it would take more than one or two days for the divine beast to transform into a human, and its damaged eyes were difficult to conceal with ordinary means.
For various reasons, Shui Yueyao had no choice but to obey the orders of Palace Master Xuan and stay behind to look after the house alone.
The next morning, Su Qingqing brought Xiang Sheng and the other two down the mountain and came to the outer gate platform.
"Senior Sister, when will the Spirit Boat arrive?"
Li Xiaoliu leaned over the railing, staring longingly at the swirling sea of clouds. "Why is there no movement at all?"
"It's still early."
Su Qingqing responded, then walked to the stone pavilion on the side of the platform and sat down. She smiled and waved to Xiang Sheng, saying, "Junior sister, come over and wait, and have some snacks."
"dessert?"
Li Xiaoliu's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he ran into the pavilion and sat down before Xiang Sheng.
Su Qingqing glared at him, and when Xiang Sheng came in and sat down, she waved her sleeves, and a light flashed on the stone table, which was instantly filled with all kinds of cakes.
She picked up an eight-flower cake and handed it to Li Xiaoliu.
Give him food first?
Li Xiaoliu's body trembled, and he blurted out, "Senior Sister, you didn't put poison in the cake, did you?"
Su Qingqing's face turned half dark in an instant.
Li Xiaoliu finally realized what he had said. He hurriedly snatched the flower cake from Su Qingqing's hand and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he gave her a thumbs up and praised loudly:
"So delicious! The snacks made by Fourth Senior Sister are the most delicious things in the world, ahem..."
"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you?"
"No, no, no, what are you talking about, Senior Sister? I'm just surprised that you didn't give the first cake to Junior Sister."
"Let you taste the sweetness."
"oh……"
Xiang Sheng sat beside them and watched the two bickering, pursing his lips and chuckling.
At this time, a group of outer disciples came outside the platform.
"Someone got here before us?"
The leading disciples discussed it and looked over intently.
This sight frightened them so much that their faces changed instantly, and they all pulled their fellow apprentices back.
"Senior brother, they are..." someone couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
"That's a disciple from Wuming Peak."
The young man who was called "Senior Brother" suddenly remembered something, with a hint of fear in his eyes. "Don't provoke them. The consequences of offending them are more terrible than offending a true disciple."
"Is Wuming Peak so powerful?"
"What's so great about them? They're just a bunch of losers!"
"If Qin Tianyan hadn't backed them up, how could they be so happy? They would have been bullied eight hundred times already."
"Brother, look. Isn't that the champion of this disciple recruitment ceremony, Chen Xiang?"
"She's only been here for two or three months, right? Why would she want to join in the fun in Sword City?"
"Even if it's a super-grade immortal seedling, after three months of training, it can only reach the tenth level of Qi training. I'm afraid it's not even familiar with flying swords yet. It's hard to pass the first level of the Sword Tower."
"During the disciple recruitment ceremony, Chen Xiang dominated Tong Qiushuang. Now, three months have passed, and I'm afraid Chen Xiang can't even withstand a single move from Tong Qiushuang, right?"
"Alright, everyone, stop talking. What does Wuming Peak teaching its disciples have to do with us?"
“…”
The outer disciples' cultivation level is still low, so communicating with people of high cultivation level through voice transmission is no different from speaking.
Xiang Sheng didn't listen intentionally, but he understood most of it. He just laughed it off and continued to think about some difficult points in "The Secret of Chakra".
Su Qingqing, however, looked worried.
A bunch of people who only see the world from a well, how could they know how enchanting her junior sister is.
Although it was caused by many reasons, his late Jindan stage at the age of twelve was no less advanced than that of the sect master when he was young.
With this level of cultivation and physical foundation, if he goes to the Sword Tower for training, it will not be a problem to crush all the inner sect sword-guarding disciples!
She thought this in her heart, but did not say much on the surface, for fear that her junior sister would know that others were secretly plotting against her and it would disturb her mood.
As for Li Xiaoliu, his cultivation was too low and he couldn't hear the conversation at all. He was concentrating on dealing with the snacks.
Time passed and it soon approached noon.
Inner disciples also arrived one after another, and the platform gradually became crowded.
Li Xiaoliu roughly counted and found that there were no less than 800 people. He couldn't help but exclaim: "So many people..."
Su Qingqing looked at it with a slightly serious expression.
Before the East and West Continents were connected, the number of people who went to the Sword Tower for training every month was far less than it is now.
The competition is so fierce that it is no wonder that the relationship between the monks in the East and West Continents cannot withstand the provocation of the Pantheon.
While she was thinking, there was suddenly a commotion in the crowd.
Li Xiaoliu heard the noise, looked up, and saw a wide aisle cleared in the crowd. He immediately patted Xiang Sheng's shoulder.
"Junior sister, look quickly, it should be the disciples of the main sword lineage who have arrived!"
Xiang Sheng's train of thought was suddenly interrupted, but he didn't get annoyed. He looked up and followed Li Xiaoliu's direction.
Not long after, a tall and thin young man with a cold and arrogant look strode forward.
Someone on either side of the aisle recognized the young man and immediately said, "Greetings, Senior Brother Liang."
"Brother Liang is well."
"Senior Brother Liang..."
The tall and thin young man listened to the greetings coming from all around him, without even glancing at the disciples on either side, and walked all the way to the front of the platform without even stopping.
Several disciples in the crowd immediately came over to try to establish a relationship.
The tall and thin young man reacted indifferently, but from the slightly raised corners of his eyes, it could be seen that he clearly enjoyed such flattery.
"His name is Liang Haoming. He is a core disciple of the Yuan Sword Clan and a master swordsman who has mastered the sword's essence."
Li Xiaoliu leaned in nearby and whispered, "Don't be fooled by his aloof appearance now. He's actually narrow-minded, a bully, and not a good person."
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