Chapter 8 It is an honor for Shen Que to have the chance to receive guidance from the Immortal Venerable...
Jiang Yuemian braked.
Looking back, who else could it be but Shen Que who called out to her? Shen Que jogged over, the wind blowing his soft, wispy hair across his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead and eyes that seemed to hold sparkling stars.
He seemed to be slightly out of breath from the rush, but his face was filled with an undisguised smile.
Jiang Yuemian stood there admiring the scene. No wonder there were so many young characters in TV dramas; indeed, youthful spirit and vigor are the most beautiful.
She nodded thoughtfully.
At this moment, Shen Que had already run up to her. Seeing Jiang Yuemian in a daze, he reminded her, "Immortal Venerable?"
Jiang Yuemian snapped out of her reverie: "Yes, what is it?"
Shen Que repeated, "Immortal Venerable, may I answer the question you just asked?"
When he said this, he looked at Jiang Yuemian with his bright, expectant eyes, making it impossible for anyone to refuse.
Oh my, it's unbearable! Ah Que is truly beautiful and charming. Besides, it's just a question! And yet, someone actually wants to be asked a question?
However, seeing Shen Que's eager look, she abandoned her intention to flirt with the beauty and replied seriously, "Ahem, okay."
Hearing the answer he wanted, Shen Que's eyes shone even brighter, but there was a hint of uncertainty about the unknown in his voice. He replied, "Choose four people from the seven: A, B, C, D, E, F, and G."
It is also known that at least one of A and B will participate, but not both. At least one of E and F will participate, but not both.
It can be deduced that two out of C, D, and G participated.
Jiang Yuemian's eyes flashed: "Not bad, continue."
Shen Que was immediately filled with confidence, and his uncertain tone instantly became confident. He calculated in his mind and continued, "So, either Bing or Ding, or both of them will participate."
After he finished answering, he looked at it quietly, seemingly unsure of his own answer.
Jiang Yuemian also looked at him quietly without saying a word, only speaking to 001 in her heart.
Shen is really smart. She watched online classes for several days and did practice every day before she could solve this type of question.
001, tsk tsk tsk, it's really unfair, he's the one chosen by heaven to take the civil service exam.
Even Jiang Yuemian was somewhat vulnerable.
[Mianmian~ Don't be sad! You're already pretty amazing~]
Jiang Yuemian was still overcome with sadness. She calmed herself down and turned her gaze back to Shen Que: "Not bad, you answered correctly. It seems you have almost mastered the quantity limit."
Sigh, he really is a good candidate for the civil service exam. But practicing civil service exam questions in the cultivation world is just as good.
Thinking of this, she wanted to ask, "How are you doing with your studies in dilemma reasoning?"
Chen Que replied again.
Jiang Yuemian didn't know what to say. If she did, it was out of jealousy, she was extremely jealous.
Jiang Yuemian patted Chen Que on the shoulder with a smile, her back teeth chattering as she said, "Hehe...it seems you've mastered reasoning and judgment quite well. But young man, keep up the good work and don't get arrogant!"
She had gone from initial relief and jealousy to numbness. Why couldn't there be one more genius like her in the world?
She silently complained to 001 in her heart, but didn't show it on her face. She patted his shoulder in a mysterious way, as if to encourage him, but with a hint of something unreadable. Then, under his gaze, she turned around and flew away on her sword in a flash.
She didn't even hear Shen Que calling her.
Shen Que watched Jiang Yuemian's disappearing figure, silently pondering her words. Was the Immortal Venerable's behavior an encouragement?
It seems that the Immortal Venerable likes those who are good at solving problems. If he could please him, the Immortal Venerable would surely pay more attention to him. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
When he came to his senses, he realized he had been standing there for quite a while. He put away his smile, became expressionless again, and returned to the library, making some mumbling noises.
Yes, if Nangong Chen were here, he would definitely shout: Why are some people so willing to work overtime!
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[Mianmian! Now, the third task is being issued! Comrade Jiang Yuemian, please listen carefully: In order to improve the overall cultivation level of Liwen Palace, as the sect leader, you must shoulder this mission. Therefore, please guide the disciples with lower cultivation levels and help them improve their cultivation smoothly!]
Task completion reward: 0
Penalty for mission failure: Faith points are reset.
Task completion deadline: 3 days
Mianmian~ Keep it up! /starry eyes]
Jiang Yuemian couldn't fall asleep during her afternoon nap, and in the middle of the day, she angrily threw 001 out of bed and out the door.
001 With a "ouch," it scrambled back into bed on its short legs.
[Sleepy~ Wake up, wake up, time to do a mission, don't sleep anymore~] The little mushroom bobbed and shook on her head.
Jiang Yuemian impatiently pushed 001 aside and got up.
Somewhat driven mad by being forced to work: "Three days! You want me to improve my disciple's cultivation in three days? Huh? 001, look at the kind of task you've given me! Do you want this task or not?"
"Oh, Mianmian~ It's because the system detected that you are wise, powerful, beautiful, kind, helpful, and the most, most, most, most beautiful woman, that it assigned you a task that matches your status~~~~~~"
Her lips twitched: Kind and approachable... Ha!
Forget it, yelling at it won't help. Do you think yelling at it will make the task complete?
She slumped back onto the bed, dejected: "Okay... I need to think about it."
“Okay~” 001 said obediently.
Jiang Yuemian complained inwardly, "This damn 001, it's one thing to do a task and not get any benefits, but there's also a time limit and a penalty for failure. It's so useless."
Look at other people's systems, they all have cheat codes and hacks. She has none of those, and she still has to complete tasks with a clattering sound. Even capitalists don't exploit her like this.
Just as she was inwardly complaining, 001 suddenly spoke up: "Mianmian~ I can hear you!!"
Jiang Yuemian immediately looked guilty, but she quickly regained her confidence. What she said was true, so she retorted, "So what?"
"Hmph, I'm just... I'm not useful right now. Once I level up, I'll be able to help Mianmian~"
"Oh? How many faith points do you need to upgrade?"
001, somewhat guilty, replied: "500,000."
"......"
"What a huge pie!" Jiang Yuemian looked somewhat defeated.
So 001 sketched out an ideal blueprint for her, such as using compatibility to create magical artifacts, which would improve their enthusiasm and comprehension, making it easy to collect faith points~
Jiang Yuemian believed it for the time being, and she began to lie down and think of a way to complete the task.
She rolled around on the bed, then suddenly sat up as if she were dying: "Alright, if we're talking about who can improve their cultivation the fastest, isn't it Ah Que? He has excellent aptitude. If we're talking about someone who can break through their cultivation in three days, then it can only be him. Besides, most importantly, I'm only somewhat familiar with him."
She continued, "Very good, what are we waiting for? 001, let's go." Before 001 could react, she had already grabbed 001 with gleaming eyes and stepped off the sword.
And then, by chance, Nangong Chen saw Jiang Yuemian "whoosh" as she flew away on her sword: ...
What is Fifth Uncle so busy with every day?!
......
Inside the Shenque Courtyard.
Shen Que, who was just about to do some strategy problems and practice his swordsmanship, suddenly saw Jiang Yuemian land in his yard: !
He was taken aback: Is the Immortal Venerable always so unconventional?
However, he was naturally overjoyed at the arrival of the Immortal Venerable.
So he tried to control his expression, but how could he hide his good mood? The corners of his lips unconsciously curled up: "Immortal Venerable, what brings you here?"
Jiang Yuemian tidied her hair, which was a little messy from the wind, and said solemnly, "Ahem... I'm here to check on your recent cultivation progress. For example... you're a sword cultivator, right?"
She looked at the sword at Shen Que's waist and remembered that he had used that sword to swiftly slay the poisonous snake last time.
Shen Que chuckled as he looked at the fallen leaves on Jiang Yuemian's head. Meeting the Immortal Venerable's expression, he couldn't help but laugh: "Reporting to the Immortal Venerable, Shen Que is indeed a sword cultivator."
Jiang Yuemian nodded again, "Hmm... if I were to say..."
Before she could speak, she was interrupted by the boy's actions. The distance between them suddenly shortened. The boy's dark eyes were focused, and Jiang Yuemian felt a lightness on her head. The boy's fingertips moved slightly, and his hand brushed through her hair. For some reason, her ears felt a little hot.
Before Jiang Yuemian could react, the boy had already retreated two steps away, and the wind had swept away their intertwined sleeves, as if nothing had ever happened.
Shen Que spoke up: "Immortal Venerable, my apologies."
"Cough... It's nothing. By the way, I wanted to ask you if you need me to give you some pointers on swordsmanship. Putting aside everything else, I am quite proficient in swordsmanship."
Upon hearing this, Shen Que was taken aback at first, then the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up: "Immortal Venerable is joking. It is my honor to have the opportunity to receive guidance from the Immortal Venerable."
Jiang Yuemian nodded: "Then from today onwards, I will teach you swordsmanship for three days."
"good."
...
"Senior brother—"
Xiao Mingjue hadn't even settled into his seat when he heard his fifth junior sister's voice. He was a bit stressed lately, and he spat out the tea he had just drunk.
Nangong Chen, who was standing next to him, handed him a piece of paper with a blank expression.
There's nothing special about it; it's simply a matter of practice makes perfect.
Jiang Yuemian dodged the tea, then grabbed a tissue and hastily wiped her senior brother's face.
Xiao Mingjue: ...
He took the paper from his face and calmed himself down, saying, "Xiao Wu, what's the matter?"
"Senior Brother, it's like this. I've recently been researching something, but as you know, I'm really not proficient in weapon crafting."
Xiao Mingjue nodded, understanding her meaning: "Hmm, have you forgotten that your third senior sister is a weapon cultivator? Although she is currently traveling, perhaps we can send her a telepathic message."
Jiang Yuemian suddenly understood. She dashed out of her seat, her frantic running figure hardly befitting a Celestial Venerable.
Xiao Mingjue's lips twitched, and he almost choked on the tea he had just taken a sip of.
With a "whoosh," Jiang Yuemian returned, hastily grabbed a piece of paper, threw it at her senior brother's face, and then ran away again.
Xiao Mingjue: ...
Nangong Chen handed over another piece of paper with a blank expression.
His heart was already worn down by work. He begged his fifth uncle to be kind. He already had enough sect affairs to deal with every day, and now he had to take care of his frightened master.
Sigh, he really wants a vacation!
A note from the author:
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Nothing more than practice makes perfect [dog head holding a rose], from the poem "The Oil Seller".
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