The spaciousness of the inner room left Shen Sui dumbfounded.
Chen Sui suspected that she couldn't even see the disciples sitting on the right side of the inner room when she stood on the left side. The entire inner room could probably accommodate tens of thousands of people, and it was still equipped with jade tables and jade chairs.
As expected, the world of cultivating immortals cannot limit her imagination.
"Where do you want to sit?" Mo Yanlin looked at her and asked gently.
Shen Sui hesitated. She definitely wouldn't sit in the front, would she sit in the middle? The view was indeed good, but...
"I want to sit in the back." Shen Sui whispered.
Mo Yanlin was stunned, then smiled and said, "Okay."
Mo Yanlin didn't ask her why, which made Chen Sui feel very comfortable. She happily thanked Mo Yanlin, and then found a place where she could be seen as soon as the jade door of the inner room was opened.
Mo Yanlin watched her sit down before turning his head. His expression was cold, no longer as warm as before. Mo Yanlin found a seat by the side in the front and sat down.
As soon as Shen Sui sat down, she wanted to sleep, so she lay down on the jade table and began to doze off.
An unknown amount of time had passed, but Shen Sui heard a lot of people talking in a daze.
She seemed to be in the inner room... asleep?
Chen Sui woke up with a start. The inner room, which had been empty except for her and Mo Yanlin just now, was now full of people.
Shen Sui looked around. Most people were wearing red disciple uniforms, a few were wearing yellow disciple uniforms, and some were wearing cyan disciple uniforms... Shen Sui secretly counted around, and including herself, there were only thirteen people.
So those wearing red disciple uniforms are outer disciples, those wearing yellow disciple uniforms are inner disciples, and those wearing green disciple uniforms are direct disciples?
Shen Sui's gaze fell on the disciple not far away. She didn't know why, but the seats around her were empty and no one came to sit over. Was she like a flood or a beast?
Chen Sui looked forward boredly. The other twelve disciples were basically sitting in the front. Green was obviously a gentler color, but it was very eye-catching among the red and yellow.
The direct disciples were sitting together in groups of three or four. However, Chen Sui found that there were basically no other disciples around these direct disciples, just like her. She felt balanced in her heart. It turned out that it was not just her who was the scourge, but all the direct disciples were the scourge.
Shen Sui looked in the direction of Mo Yanlin. Next to Mo Yanlin was a girl who looked about the same age as Shen Sui. However, because the girl had her back to Shen Sui, Shen Sui could not see her appearance.
Then he should be the master's direct disciple like Mo Yanlin, Chen Sui thought.
But...Chen Sui couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart. Why was she the only one sitting there alone?
But Shen Sui's face was very calm, because she was used to being alone in her previous life, so facing such a situation, Shen Sui adapted quickly. Instead, the feeling of hunger kept reminding Shen Sui, which made Shen Sui curl her lips. Now it was impossible for her to leave to find something to eat.
Suddenly, a melodious bell rang. Chen Sui was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this should be the bell for the start of class. When the bell was about to end, the jade door of the inner room that was originally closed was slowly opened.
Is this the Elder Yuan that Mo Yanlin mentioned?
Chen Sui turned his gaze towards Yumen with curiosity. Not only her, but all the disciples in the inner room looked towards Yumen.
"Ouch, Shen Xinglan, you little brat, are your eyes blurry when you woke up this morning? You hit me to death!"
A voice as loud as a bell came from behind Yumen.
Shen Sui: “???”
Disciples: “???”
The Jade Gate was opened, and in the sight of everyone, an old man in white with a rosy face was scolding a young man in green with a pale face.
But it was obvious that the old man in white was not angry. His eyes were gentle and his tone was helpless: "Looking at you, I wonder if you stayed up late reading comic books again yesterday."
Shen Xinglan said weakly, "Uncle Yuan, you can't blame all my lateness on the comic book just because I was late once. I was delayed by refining the elixir last night!"
Elder Yuan, upon hearing this, looked very disappointed: "If you are not doing your job properly, get back to your position."
"Okay."
Shen Xinglan quickly went into the inner room, and after looking around the room, he walked towards Shen Sui.
Shen Sui sincerely felt that his second senior brother looked even more like a ghost than a ghost. His face was pale and his steps were weak. Shen Sui was worried that he would collapse on the spot and never get up again.
Fortunately, Shen Xinglan still managed to get to the seat next to Shen Sui, then sat down and lazily greeted Shen Sui: "Good morning, little junior sister. You are so considerate to leave such a big place for Second Senior Brother to sleep."
Chen Sui: “…” Don’t you think that other disciples are isolating me?
"Shen Xinglan! If you dare to sleep this time, stand on the stage!" Elder Yuan was about to walk to the platform in front. When he heard Shen Xinglan's words, he immediately warned.
"I know, I know!" Shen Xinglan responded loudly helplessly.
The conversation between Shen Xinglan and Elder Yuan also caused the originally quiet inner room to burst into laughter, and the initially solemn atmosphere was also relaxed a little by Shen Xinglan.
Elder Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he stood on the stage. He was still thinking last night about how to help these new disciples relax their tense nerves a little. After all, for many disciples, the secret realm is their first stop in their training, and the pressure is very great.
"This old man is always nagging." Shen Xinglan whispered to Shen Sui.
Shen Sui: “…”
Chen Sui clearly felt that Elder Yuan, who was about to speak, glanced at them.
"Don't say anymore, Elder Yuan will hear it." Chen Sui replied in a low voice.
Shen Xinglan hummed twice, and Shen Sui breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he didn't say anything else. Just as she was about to concentrate on listening to Elder Yuan's speech, Shen Xinglan suddenly stuffed something warm into her arms.
Shen Sui looked down and saw that they were actually two white steamed buns.
This surprised Shen Sui immensely. She looked at Shen Xinglan and opened her mouth to say something, but Shen Xinglan just shook his head at her.
Oh, right, you can’t talk.
Chen Sui shut her mouth obediently, but a sense of warmth arose in her desolate heart.
Shen Sui glanced at Elder Yuan who was speaking on the stage, then carefully opened the bag. She tore off a little white steamed bun and secretly stuffed it into her mouth. The soft and delicious feeling on the tip of her tongue almost made Shen Sui cry.
She was really starving to death. She had originally wanted to come here early just to find out where the Xuantian Sect's cafeteria was, but she didn't expect to run into Mo Yanlin as soon as she arrived, so she had to give up.
But unexpectedly, Shen Xinglan actually brought her food.
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