All sorts of doubts lingered in his mind. Xiang Sheng sighed, put the booklet aside, and continued to organize his storage ring.
There were too many storage rings, and after working all night yesterday, she could only organize a rough outline.
Most of the storage rings of independent cultivators are extremely poor, with many miscellaneous items inside, but few spiritual stones, elixirs, and magic weapons.
Xiang Sheng gathered all the miscellaneous items into a storage ring, and would sort them out later, removing the unnecessary items and retaining the essential ones.
The storage rings of Fengyue Sect's disciples are just the opposite. They contain quite a few spirit stones, elixirs, and magic weapons, which makes them much easier to organize, but the quantity is so large that it will take more than a day or two to sort them all out.
Before he knew it, five days had passed since Xiang Sheng returned to the Chiyan Sect.
During these five days, Xiang Hongyu only came to the East Courtyard once, and then went to the main peak with Dong Jinghuan to practice.
As Xiang Hongyu left, the atmosphere in the house visibly relaxed.
Every morning when Xiang Sheng was having his meal, Fourteen would come over and chatter about all the interesting things that happened in the sect yesterday.
That morning, Fourteen came running over as usual, yelling, "Miss Sheng, something big has happened!"
Xiang Sheng was not surprised at all. He kept eating with his chopsticks in his hand and said, "Don't be anxious. Sit down and talk slowly."
"This time it's really a big deal!"
Fourteen ran to the table, sat down, took a big sip of tea, and exhaled, "Didn't I tell you before that Guan Yuanzhi, who sent someone to kill you, was banned from cultivation by the eldest disciple and punished to the chores?"
Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows, "He's dead?"
"How do you know?"
Fourteen exclaimed softly, "Guan Yuanzhi was found dead in his room early this morning, bleeding from all seven orifices, as if his spirit had been shattered by a palm strike."
Xiang Sheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded gently: "Guan Yuanzhi acted arrogantly, and he must have offended many people. It's not surprising that he ended up like this."
Fourteen's mouth drooped, and he snorted, "I came all excitedly to tell you the news, but you've been expecting this day to come, haven't you?"
"I didn't think about it on purpose."
Xiang Sheng chuckled softly and said softly, "Thank you for coming to let me know."
"No, no, no, that's not necessary."
Fourteen hugged his arms and rubbed them, feeling a little embarrassed: "It seems like I'm deliberately taking credit for it."
As he said this, he remembered something and continued, "Oh right! Qinji asked me to go to the market at the foot of the mountain to do some work. If you need anything, I'll bring it up for you."
"The market at the foot of the mountain?"
Xiang Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly stood up and said, "Wait for me for a moment, I'll go with you."
Fourteen was shocked. "You want to go too? That's not possible! Qinji will definitely beat me up if he finds out."
Xiang Sheng quickly changed into a set of blue-gray casual clothes and said with a smile, "Then take her along. Guan Yuanzhi is dead, so there won't be anyone else who wants to kill me, right?"
Fourteen opened his mouth, speechless.
A moment later, Xiang Sheng and his three companions appeared on the mountain road.
Qinji was on the left, Shisi was on the left and right, protecting Xiang Sheng firmly in the middle.
"Miss Sheng, why do you insist on going to the market?"
Qin Ji looked around and asked as she walked, "If you need anything, Fourteen can buy it for you. I am really worried about you carrying around with all these injuries."
"It's okay, the wounds have scabbed over."
Xiang Sheng smiled and replied, "I only have internal injuries that need to be healed slowly, but it won't affect my daily activities. I've been stuck in the house for five or six days straight and I'm getting bored. Besides, I want to buy a sword to take back."
"Buy a sword?"
Fourteenth was surprised and said, "Why did you buy a sword? You don't need to practice martial arts, and even if you wanted to practice martial arts, couldn't you just ask the young master for one?"
"Sir, your sword is so heavy, how can I move it?"
Xiang Sheng grumbled, "I'm going to buy one I can use myself. You guys bought it for me, but it's not as good as trying it out myself and finding one that suits my taste."
"That's true."
Fourteen nodded in agreement, then chuckled and said, "Miss Sheng, I heard that you never liked to wield swords or guns at home. Why have you changed your ways now? Perhaps you were frightened during your trip and want to learn some self-defense?"
Just as he finished his fourteenth sentence, Qinji slapped him hard: "You're such a chatterbox! Who cares what Miss Sheng wants to learn?"
Fourteen held his head in his arms, feeling wronged. "Sister Qin, can you please give me some face? I have martial arts skills after all. You need time to practice, but I don't need it. I'll teach Miss Sheng how to practice swordsmanship."
"Who said I don't have time?"
Qin Ji glared at Shi Si and said, "Don't try to control me, kid."
"Sister Qin, how can this be called an arrangement? I'm just concerned about you! Ouch! Stop hitting me, Miss Sheng, please take care of this..."
Xiang Sheng watched the two of them playing, a rare sweet smile appearing on his face.
If there were no pressure from Xiang Hongyu, and no distractions from the outside world, and if Qin Ji and Shi Si were by his side, it would seem to be fine to just practice at his leisure.
Unfortunately, such time is destined not to last too long.
After a short moment of sighing, Xiang Sheng stopped, and Shisi and Qin Ji also stopped to watch the bustling pedestrians coming and going at the foot of the mountain.
We have arrived at the market.
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