"I heard that Bingbing fell into the cesspool of Wuji Peak a few days ago?" Sect Leader Wuya chuckled, stroking his beard.
"Let my senior uncle smell it, does it still smell bad?"
The gingerbread cakes exploded!
She stretched out her short legs and stomped hard on the sect leader's foot.
"The pancake doesn't smell bad at all!"
The whispers in the square turned into uproarious laughter.
Wen Yuzhao pulled Jiang Bingbing behind him.
"Sect Leader, the Spirit Contract Tournament is about to begin. I'll take my junior sister and go to the side first."
"Very good, very good." Sect Leader Wuya stroked his venerable beard again, and before leaving, he praised, "Yu Zhao has made further progress in his cultivation."
"Yes, I just entered the Golden Core realm the day before yesterday."
Gingerbread obediently clung to its second senior brother's sleeve, deeply grateful to this kind man who radiated saintly aura.
Only the second senior brother knew that even a fool has pride and dignity.
She glanced furtively at his graceful figure from behind, and sincerely felt that he was a gentle and kind person.
By the way!
When Gingerbread left, it plucked the sect leader's beard.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the sect leader's eyebrows twitch in pain, and then Gingerbread grinned contentedly.
"hey-hey……"
You dared to bring up my embarrassing moments in front of so many people!
snort!
Xie Yingnan was certain that Gingerbread was truly idiotic.
Which disciple, who can't even guide Qi into the body, would dare to pluck the headmaster's beard?
It seems that his suspicions over the past ten years or so have been too great; there's really nothing special about Immortal Jade Peak.
What he didn't know was.
Gingerbread isn't stupid; she's just determined not to suffer if she gets another chance at life. She sees every second chance as a bonus, having worked like a slave for the company in her past life.
I'm struggling to make ends meet every month to pay off my car loan and mortgage.
I've had enough of that kind of life.
These days, you should do whatever makes you feel good.
Who told the sect leader to embarrass her in front of the entire sect!
Just tugging at his beard is enough to let him off easy!
The people from Xianyu Peak stood in the open space to the right of the sect leader. Not long after, another spaceship flew in from the sky.
The spaceship was resplendent in gold and looked as if it had the words "rich" engraved on it.
More than ten people disembarked from the spaceship.
They were all dressed in crimson robes with gold trim, and wore the Sword Sect's emblem on their chests.
The man walking at the front had long hair hanging down.
With long, narrow eyes and eyebrows, she exudes a mysterious and noble aura.
Before Jiang Bingbing could even prick up her ears to hear what the others were saying, she saw the sect leader's face beaming with joy.
"Tai Xuan, if it weren't for this Spirit Contract Conference, I don't know if I would have been able to see you again within a hundred years."
The man in the purplish-red clothes twitched his lips slightly.
"Sect Leader is joking."
So this is the Heavenly Mystery Peak True Man Tai Xuan, who can rival her master!
Just as beautiful as ever!
Why?
Why is it suddenly so cold?
Gingerbread rubbed the goosebumps spreading across his arms and looked up at the source of the cold air.
The master's handsome face remained expressionless.
You can vaguely see him clenching his back teeth!
Why is Master so angry?
Gingerbread's tiny head is filled with big questions!
"Tai Xuan, you peak members should stand next to Qing Xue."
"Yes, Senior Brother Sect Leader."
Amidst the astonished gasps of the disciples, Master Tai Xuan walked gracefully toward them.
Then.
She stopped in front of her master.
Gingerbread peeked out from behind Wen Yuzhao.
Just as Immortal Lord Qingxue adjusted his facial expression and was about to speak with a smile, True Man Taixuan spoke first: "Ten years have passed since we last met, and Senior Brother's cultivation is still stuck at the mid-Nascent Soul stage."
"......"
Immortal Lord Qingxue ground his back teeth. "It's been ten years since we last met. Junior Brother, you look even darker-skinned."
“Heh~”
Master Tai Xuan gave a cold laugh.
He led his disciples to stand aside.
The atmosphere between the two was tense and hostile.
Both sides' disciples lowered their heads and remained silent, even the usually talkative Xie Yingnan was unusually quiet.
“Click~”
A sudden voice rang out.
All eyes immediately turned to them.
Gingerbread blinked innocently and held up its little bag of snacks: "Want some?"
Master Tai Xuan lowered his eyes.
"Senior brother, is this the baby you picked up?"
"Hmm," Qingxue Xianjun handed the handkerchief to Jiang Bingbing, "Little Bingbing, eat by yourself. Your senior brothers and sisters aren't hungry."
“Ah~”
"How many dishes are there?"
She responded like a cub.
The disciples of Tianji Peak, like their peak master, spend most of their time in seclusion.
I've never seen gingerbread before.
I'm quite curious about this little girl.
Everyone inside the sect was dressed in the same style of sect attire, except for this exquisitely beautiful little girl who was dressed in brightly colored clothes and wore a tiger-head hat on her head.
He was completely out of place with everyone in the sect.
Yet it appears exceptionally vibrant and different.
However, I've heard...
Is this junior sister an idiot?
What a pity.
The disciples of Tianji Peak quickly withdrew their regretful gazes.
...
The sect leader stood in the center of the altar and spoke eloquently.
Gingerbread stood below, half asleep.
The rest of the people on the stage stood ramrod straight.
The disciple, whose knees ached and whose feet were numb, secretly envied the sect's little fool.
The Spirit Assembly is held every ten years.
The sect leader Wuya would recount everything from the beginning of time to the establishment of the Sword Sect and its current scale.
The disciples were all mentally prepared, but they never expected the old man to be so talkative!
They talked from morning until noon.
The blazing sun hung high in the sky, scorching each disciple.
Gingerbread woke up, wiped the drool from its mouth, and lazily stretched. It then saw that the people next to it were already sweating profusely and swaying precariously.
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