The conditions outside the gate are much worse than those inside the gate.
If you become a disciple of an elder, you will have your own courtyard; ordinary inner disciples will have their own room.
The outer disciples are divided into rooms of six, with a long bed for all six of them, like the living quarters of maids in ancient times, as depicted in TV dramas.
Song Qi stood at the door. The people inside hadn't arrived yet, but looking at the accommodations, she was tempted to leave and become a wandering cultivator.
She didn't have much stuff. She put what she had just received and what she had brought into her own cabinet, and found a place under the tree by the door to absorb spiritual energy.
It was an outer sect sect, so the spiritual energy there was much thinner than that of the inner sect.
Several people entered the courtyard together and were somewhat surprised to see Song Qi.
"You're Fang Yaoyao?"
Song Qi looked up at the five people, nodded, and stood up: "Do you know me?"
"Your story has already spread. Only one person who passed all three tests came to the outer sect this time, so it's not difficult to identify them." The girl in the lead looked at Song Qi. "Hello, my name is Ni Xiaoyue."
The five people introduced themselves, and that was it—they became acquainted.
Song Qi sat down again and continued to absorb spiritual energy.
She didn't go back to her room to sleep that night, but sat up all night. By morning, her clothes were soaked with morning dew.
There is still no progress to be seen.
Song Qi wasn't in a hurry. She went back, washed up, changed her clothes, and went to her morning class with the others.
The Green Mountain Sect uses jade slips to communicate, and these jade slips also have a function for collective communication, which looks a bit like a modern forum, with real-name registration.
During this period, the courses were all basic. The teachers who came to teach the outer sect were mostly senior brothers and sisters from the inner sect. From their teaching attitude, you could feel their disdain for the outer sect, and their teaching was quite casual.
"Is this what they call the number one sect?" Song Qi asked.
System NZ: "Everyone in the world is trying to trip you up. If they were good to you, why would they trip you up?"
“That makes a lot of sense.” Song Qi glanced at the person lecturing above.
The content was utterly worthless, like a filler course in college. He would simply read through the material in the book and consider that as teaching knowledge, while occasionally glancing up at the students with disdain.
Song Qi wanted to leave even more.
Although the senior students who came to give the lectures were very high-handed, there were still quite a few people who wanted to curry favor with them. When get out of class ended, a group of people surrounded them.
Song Qi silently packed his things and left. After checking his afternoon schedule, he found a quiet place to continue absorbing spiritual energy.
Outer disciples have very little time for self-cultivation because they need to do chores.
As required by the plot, the place Song Qi was cleaning happened to be at the junction of the inner and outer sects, a perfect spot for him to get beaten up by the inner sect disciples.
When she arrived with a broom, she saw Fang Yue and a few others sitting in a row on the stone steps, eating sunflower seeds. There were already quite a few sunflower seed shells on the ground.
"Oh, it's my cousin. I'm so sorry for making a mess of the floor you're supposed to clean." Although Fang Yue said this, he didn't stop eating sunflower seeds. His eyes were fixed on Song Qi, clearly showing his provocation.
"Why did you come to cultivate immortality?" Song Qi asked Fang Yue.
Fang Yue paused, looking at Song Qi: "Of course, it's for becoming an immortal, eliminating evil and protecting the innocent, and resisting the demon race."
"Is that so? You've been bullying the weak from the very beginning. Are you sure you won't continue doing this after you become stronger?" Song Qi looked at Fang Yue coldly. "You talk about upholding justice and eliminating evil, but you do the things of a thug. It's disgusting."
"Do you want to become an immortal or a demon?"
Fang Yue wanted to retort, but didn't know what to say, and the others also stopped eating sunflower seeds.
"So what if I have five spiritual roots? What makes you better than me? At least I'm honest and straightforward, while you're a hypocrite." After saying that, Song Qi started sweeping the floor.
"My cousin is so eloquent. I wonder if Wu Mei persuaded my uncle in the same way back then." Fang Hui walked down the stairs and looked at Song Qi coldly.
Song Qi looked up at him and said, "If you can refute me, then go ahead and refute me, or find loopholes in my words. If you can't argue with me, then find another point to attack me. Is it because you also agreed with what I said back then?"
"If you want to find a reason to attack me, why not start by pointing out what I did wrong?" Song Qi smiled. "Or perhaps you're so worthless that you can only find a sense of superiority in me to satisfy your vanity?"
It was very quiet around, with only the sound of Song Qi's broom scraping against the ground.
Song Qi didn't want to say anything more to them; she just hoped they would leave quickly and never come near her again.
Fang Hui, his face dark, struck Song Qi with a palm.
Song Qi sensed the danger and immediately dodged it.
Fang Hui was somewhat surprised.
Song Qi was a little annoyed, so he stepped forward, raised his hand, and swung the broom directly at the man's head.
Fang Hui was caught off guard by Song Qi and got his head and face covered in broom.
Song Qi used all his strength, and his hand speed was quite fast.
The onlookers were stunned and speechless. In the end, Fang Hui himself opened Song Qi's broom.
"How dare you!" This was the first time Fang Hui had been hit like this, especially with a broom. The thought that the broom had touched the ground made him even more disgusted.
"I learned it from you." Song Qi dusted himself off, glanced at the broken broom, and gave a half-smile.
When Luo Shuyun arrived, she saw this scene, and her face instantly darkened.
"What are you doing!" Luo Shuyun said, her face darkening. "Go back and copy 'Introduction to Qi Refining' fifty times!"
"Senior sister, we..."
"What, didn't you come here to provoke her? Once you join the Green Mountain Sect, you must abide by the rules of the Green Mountain Sect."
Fang Hui and the others stopped arguing and just gave Song Qi a cold look, clearly indicating that they would still cause her trouble later.
Looking at Luo Shuyun's appearance, Song Qi couldn't help but laugh after she left: "Grandma, you're quite something."
"Don't call me grandma!" Luo Shuyun used her cleaning spell to tidy up the ground, sat down, and took out some pastries. "The food from the outer sect isn't very good. This is what I made today. Try it."
Song Qi sat down next to Luo Shuyun: "You're not planning to come over and bring me pastries every day, are you?"
"You can have something else if you want," Luo Shuyun said, holding up a plate. "I also brought you a few books."
She took out a storage bag and stuffed it into Song Qi's hand: "These are all things I used before, and I've labeled them all for you."
"Now you're acting like a senior sister."
“I am your senior sister.” Luo Shuyun took out a handkerchief and wiped Song Qi’s mouth. “If you need to contact me, you can use the jade slip to reach me.”
"Okay." Song Qi nodded.
How's the dorm?
"I don't know yet." Song Qi turned her head and met Luo Shuyun's concerned gaze with a hint of helplessness. "I just look like I'm eleven years old, but I'm not really eleven. Don't worry."
Luo Shuyun said coldly, "Oh, really? You were just arguing with a few eleven or twelve-year-olds."
"They even started fighting," Luo Shuyun added.
Song Qi paused, her hand still holding the pastry: "She's only eleven years old, so what, Grandma?"
Luo Shuyun snorted coldly. Before Song Qi arrived, she had already planned how to "bully" her by taking advantage of her age. However, she never expected that this person would call her "grandma".
"Oh, my dear granddaughter." Luo Shuyun reached out and ruffled Song Qi's hair.
A man holding a broom in the distance glanced over.
After Song Qi finished showering and returned to his room, he noticed that all five people were looking at him.
"Yaoyao, are you and Senior Sister Luo on good terms?" Finally, someone asked hesitantly.
"It's alright."
The five people quickly gathered around Song Qi.
"I heard that Senior Sister Luo is an extremely aloof person and difficult to approach. How did you come to know her?"
“She spoke to me herself after we passed the third level,” Song Qi said.
The five people exchanged glances, somewhat surprised.
"I think Senior Sister Luo is amazing, but it's a pity that she doesn't come out to teach, so we usually don't see her."
"How do you know that my senior sister and I have a good relationship?" Song Qi noticed someone was spying on them when she was eating with Luo Shuyun today, but unfortunately she couldn't catch who it was.
"It's what the jade slip says."
Song Qi paused while drying his hair, picked up the jade slip and glanced at it, only to see that a certain discussion "post" was still hanging at the top.
What is the relationship between Senior Sister Luo Shuyun and that five-elemental-root good-for-nothing?
[Is Senior Sister Luo being pestered by Fang Yaoyao?]
[I saw Senior Sister Luo and Fang Yaoyao eating together today. My god, Senior Sister Luo, look at me! What's so interesting about that good-for-nothing?]
[Didn't Fang Yaoyao make a promise with Elder He to enter the inner sect by winning first place in the arena a year later? I suggest we start a bet.]
What's so interesting about this bet? There's absolutely no suspense.
So what exactly is the relationship between Senior Sister Luo and Fang Yaoyao?
...
Song Qi was speechless for a moment, then put away the jade slip: "Are you all so free? Are you sleeping now?"
"She's asleep." The others had wanted to see Song Qi's reaction, but seeing that she didn't want to talk much, they didn't ask any more questions.
"Okay." Song Qi didn't say anything more, climbed into bed, closed his eyes, and quickly fell asleep.
She woke up automatically after sleeping for four hours, tidied herself up, went out, and began her cultivation.
"I think you're really destined to become an immortal," System NZ remarked with some emotion. "Why are you working so hard, host?"
Song Qi ignored him.
For the next month, Song Qi slept only four hours a day, and she finally climbed to the second level of Qi Refining, a difficult feat.
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