Chapter 3

Once such a guess arises, one becomes more and more certain until one is convinced.

The tone of this inner voice and the sword are not unfamiliar.

When Nan Xi was still young, although she was well-behaved and docile, she would always make some witty remarks, some of which were lively and lively and very similar to what Nan Xi was probably saying at this moment.

After thinking about it for a while, He Jian just kept silent about it.

It is still uncertain whether it is the voice of the heart. Even if it is confirmed, if anyone knows that the voice of the heart can be heard, they will be wary and repulsive. It is better to find the reason first.

Putting this matter aside, Nan Xi was not satisfied with Jian's performance today.

But seeing that she had a good attitude, He Jian waved his hand, still without a smile on his face, and said, "Okay, there's nothing more to say today."

Hearing this, Nan Xi looked up at He Jian, waiting for his next words.

He Jian met Nan Xi's gaze, put his hands behind his back, and said, "Wait for me a moment."

Then he quickly walked into the inner room, and soon came out with a small storage bag, handed it to Nan Xi, and frowned again, "You must endure the hardships of cultivation, but you must be better to yourself in other matters. Take these. I have only one request, that is, you can't give them to Qi Qian for free."

He Jian would give Nan Xi some supplies from time to time, such as elixirs and spirit stones. The relationship between the two was more like that of father and daughter than that of master and apprentice.

Nan Xi accepted it obediently on the surface, but she was being cunning inside.

[Can’t give it for free? Then can it be given without giving it for free? ]

Then He Jian changed his words with a dark face, "No, no matter what, we can't give it to Qi Qian."

According to her past behavior, it was normal for He Jian to change his mind. Nan Xi nodded seriously and promised: "Disciple will use it for himself."

[It won’t matter if I don’t give them to you. Besides, I don’t want to give them to you.]

Thinking of this, Nan Xi curled her lips almost imperceptibly. She didn't notice that He Jian was suddenly stunned, and then seemed to hesitate to ask something. She just frowned at He Jian.

"Thank you, Master. Next week I will definitely produce results that will satisfy you."

She bowed to He Jian again. According to custom, she could go back now. As expected, He Jian waved his hand and said, "I've made a note of it. Okay, you can go back now."

After leaving the master's cave, Nan Xi had nothing to do, which was a rare occasion.

Today's practice mission was completed in the morning, and the system's plot mission was completed yesterday. Up to now, her contact with the male protagonist is not very frequent.

She had originally set aside the entire afternoon to do today's work, but ended up finishing it faster than she expected.

There are only a few ways to kill time in the sect: practicing, studying, or chatting with others.

After just a little thought, Nan Xi chose the last option without hesitation. After all, she had been in the sect for so many years, and there were still many disciples who were familiar with her. Although they were not very familiar with each other, it was enough.

These disciples didn't live on the same peak as her, but she could usually meet a lot of them at the martial arts training ground.

Unlike practicing in one's own yard, in addition to practicing swordplay and sparring in the martial arts arena, it is also the place where news spreads the fastest in the sect because of the dense flow of people. When everyone has almost finished practicing or sparring, they will sit at the edge and exchange the information and gossip they know.

Even during a discussion, people who are not particularly serious will say something from time to time.

When Nan Xi came, she deliberately lowered her presence and quietly sat in a secluded corner when no one noticed her.

Then he quietly took out the snacks and melon seeds from his storage bag and attached spiritual power to his ears to improve his hearing.

Not far away, Disciple A said, "Hey, do you know? Yesterday, Senior Sister..."

Disciple B interrupted him, "You are too slow to report the news. This matter has already spread throughout the sect. In my opinion, Senior Sister is just stupid and could be insulted like this."

Hearing that the protagonist of the discussion was herself, Nan Xi ate a melon seed nonchalantly without coming up with any ideas.

Let me tell you about yesterday.

Qi Qian went to the mortal world to carry out a mission a few days ago. An accident occurred and he was hit hard by a demon cultivator. After he came back with difficulty, he fell into a high fever.

According to the plot, Nan Xi "hesitated and struggled" for several days before she mustered up the courage to find Qi Qian and gave him medicine.

Who would have thought that the moment he saw Nan Xi, his expression turned cold and he angrily scolded her in public, "I've told you before that you don't need my concern. If you still have some dignity, you shouldn't show up in front of me."

He then said a few more words, the general meaning of which was to tell Nan Xi to get out as soon as possible. It could be said that he was extremely mean to her.

Such explosive gossip spread throughout the entire sect in a short time. Perhaps not only the sect, but also a considerable number of people in the cultivation world knew about this matter.

Disciple C took over the conversation, and she felt somewhat resentful and aggrieved.

"If you ask me, no matter what Senior Sister is like, she has never done anything to let Qi Qian down. Even if she is annoying, she has helped Qi Qian a lot before. Qi Qian is simply ungrateful."

Nan Xi nodded silently.

Disciple A shook his head and said solemnly, "That's true, but love between men and women cannot be divided by interests alone. Let's not talk about whether Qi Qian is ungrateful or not. Senior Sister has behaved like this, and now the outside world is talking about her."

"What?" Disciple C asked.

Disciple A became more alert, as if he was afraid of being heard. Or perhaps he thought the words were unpleasant and difficult to say, so he held his breath for a long time before finally uttering a word.

"Shit."

Disciple B was even more daring, raising his hands and shaking his head, "To be precise, it's a jerk."

This statement was too straightforward. The naive disciples were speechless for a moment and their faces turned red. They subconsciously wanted to defend the senior sister, but it seemed that this was the case and there was no way to defend it.

Nan Xi took a sip of juice and nodded in agreement.

[It's really disgusting. I can't stand it. 】

Disciples A, B and C were all startled at the sudden voice, but disciple D popped up at this moment and interrupted the conversation.

"Are you talking about what happened to Senior Sister yesterday? This incident is really hard to describe."

Although the voices were a little different, no one thought too much about it. Disciple B seemed to have found a soulmate and held Disciple D's hand, "Yeah, you think so too."

"Yes." Disciple Ding nodded and said, "And Senior Sister Nan Xi really just endured it. If it were me, I really wouldn't be able to endure it at all."

Noticing the excitement, the other disciples gathered around in twos and threes to join the discussion. With so many people around, it was difficult to tell who was talking.

"If it were me, I would definitely scold him back immediately and then ask Qi Qian to apologize."

"That's right. As the Grand Sister of the Tianyun Sword Sect, you should at least maintain your dignity."

Nan Xi listened carefully, took out the fried chicken she made, took a bite, found it fragrant and crispy, and joined in the complaints.

[That’s right, I’ve never seen a senior sister who has no dignity like this.]

The disciples didn't notice anything unusual and were still discussing heatedly, "You all have such good tempers. If it were me, I would just roll up my sleeves and slap him. Do you think we are made of clay? If he doesn't give face to the senior sister, he doesn't give face to the Tianyun Sword Sect."

"You're right. We should have some temper. Otherwise, people will think we are made of clay."

[It was more than just a slap. I punched and kicked him, then used my sword to chop him in the wound. Qi Qian really didn't know what to do.]

Nan Xi deeply agreed with these words and expressed her own opinions passionately in her heart. Then she took another sip of juice and briefly reminisced about the Coke in her previous life.

The disciples hadn't noticed the difference in the voice yet. "This is too harsh. The conflict will escalate. But then again, the eldest sister is really shameless and doesn't even bother to protect the sect's reputation."

"Ah? She still wants it, right? I felt really sad looking at her today."

Nan Xi commented, [No, no, no, she didn’t feel embarrassed, but felt insulted and hurt by the man she liked. She was extremely sad.]

"Well... this is not impossible, but if the senior sister only thinks about herself being injured by Qi Qian and not the sect, then it is really..."

The disciples' expressions became increasingly speechless.

Speaking of this, Nan Xi became more excited.

[She really didn't think about the sect at all, she only thought about that man. She was still making excuses for Qi Qian in her heart, thinking that Qi Qian was just treating her like this because he was injured and unconscious.]

"Ah? No way? This is too much..."

The disciples all looked as if they had eaten a fly, and at the same time, someone finally noticed something was wrong.

"So, which fellow disciple knows the senior sister's thoughts so well?"

Just when everyone was full of doubts, one person suddenly stared at a place in panic, his eyes wide open, looking around with an uneasy and guilty look, and a bit of curiosity.

The disciples looked in that direction.

After Nan Xi had almost finished her snacks, she had evil thoughts again. She put away all the food, put on a weak and innocent expression, walked out, and looked at the group of disciples who were gossiping about her with a hurt look on her face.

Relative numbers.

All the disciples who participated in the gossip seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and said tremblingly: "Yes... yes, Senior Sister."

[Yes, it’s my senior sister.]

Nan Xi was so pleased with herself for having successfully frightened them that she almost couldn't hold back her laughter.

Little did they know that at this moment, the disciples looked at Nan Xi and took a breath of cool air.

This is outrageous! Not only did the senior sister gossip about herself with them, she also cursed Qi Qian and herself!