Chapter 7: Riding a tiger, it's hard to get off. Arrange two skilled disciples to serve...
Elder Zhang stood shoulder to shoulder with her, raised his hand and pointed at the blooming pink petal pattern hanging in the center of the sect, his tone carrying a hint of subtle pride: "Here, this is our plaque."
"Only pictures... no words? So cryptic?" Shen Wenji frowned, puzzled. "Mother said the sect is sparsely populated. Is it because we're too low-key and don't promote ourselves enough? How can we recruit talented people if we don't even dare to reveal our name?"
"Uh..." Elder Zhang stroked his chin, his eyes wandering, his tone filled with a kind of "you know what I mean" certainty: "Our sect has many misunderstandings in the world, so it's not suitable for publicity. It's better to keep a low profile."
Shen Wenji thought she was just being modest. He patted Elder Zhang on the shoulder with a heroic look and said, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhang. The sect is a little declining now, but with me here, I will definitely help it regain its prestige and make the world take notice!"
The corner of Elder Zhang's mouth twitched uncontrollably, he turned his face away and did not respond.
Seeing that her expression was not right, this strange silence instantly magnified the ominous premonition in Shen Wenji's heart.
Her voice tightened as she asked word by word, "What is the name of our sect?"
"Hehuan..." Elder Zhang, who was always eloquent, now spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito, unclear.
The first time, Shen Wenji didn't even hear it clearly.
Elder Zhang took a deep breath, as if exhausting all his energy. With a powerful voice, he uttered three words clearly, resonantly, and overwhelmingly: "He! Huan! Zong!"
Shen Wenji's confident smile froze on his face, as if he were being poured with ice water.
She was a little skeptical about her hearing at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm.
"What?" Her voice trembled as she looked up at the pink petal logo, which looked more and more like a silk tree.
Everything was silent, and she felt hopeless.
All the ignored details, various speculations, and the mother's silence and awkwardness in the past also formed a closed loop at this moment.
In an instant, she suddenly understood everything.
She finally understood why the sect had such a bad reputation, why it was so deserted, and why the self-proclaimed upright monks looked down on them.
Those strange and bizarre "magic weapons" she saw in the secret room just now and the "secret book" that made her blush were now given a reasonable explanation.
Before, she had thought that the eldest brother's frequenting of brothels and restaurants was a sign of neglect, and wondered why he remained firmly in the position of eldest brother. Now she understood: perhaps the eldest brother was truly devoted to cultivation.
She recalled that her second sister had once imagined a lifelong couple from the storybooks, and suddenly understood why she decisively ran away with her lover when she heard that she was going to inherit the position of the head of the sect.
I also understood why my mother said that my junior sister was still young and could not take on this position.
But...is there a possibility?
She Shen Wenji was also worried! Couldn't! Be able to! Ah!
She has been obsessed with orthodox cultivation since she was young, her heart is as calm as water, and she has not yet developed feelings.
Apart from being forced into a few stories about talented men and beautiful women by the second senior sister, and accidentally glancing at a few blushing pages of the picture album.
As for other love matters, she has never been exposed to them.
Let’s just say that she knows nothing about the romantic affairs of men and women, and even sneers at them.
She was born beautiful, and when she went out in women's clothing, there were many men who were attracted by her beauty, but without exception, she "persuaded" them all with her absolute force.
In her words, love and affection are all obstacles. Men only disrupt her cultivation speed!
How could a pure cultivator who had never even touched a man's hand, whose mind was filled with only the word "becoming stronger", be worthy of the position of the leader of the Hehuan Sect?
No, absolutely not, she can't do this job.
But... my mother's eyes filled with complicated expectations suddenly flashed through my mind, and I remembered my solemn promise.
For a moment she hesitated.
This was the first time since she was born that her mother had placed high hopes on her, and she didn't want to make her mother sad and disappointed.
Isn't it just the Hehuan Sect? Isn't it just the Hehuan Sect Master?
She, Shen Wenji, was born with nothing she couldn't learn or do.
Shen Wenji gritted his teeth, calmed his turbulent emotions, took a deep breath, and tried to maintain the last bit of composure on his face. He looked at Elder Zhang and said, "...I understand. Let's go, take me to see the specific affairs of the Hehuan Sect."
Elder Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, then said with a lingering fear, "I thought you couldn't accept it, and I was a little embarrassed to say it just now. But looking at your reaction... you don't seem completely clueless, so I don't have any concerns now."
The corners of Shen Wenji's mouth formed an extremely stiff arc, and he screamed frantically in his heart: No! I know nothing! But I must not show my weakness! Otherwise, where is the dignity of the sect leader?
She was racking her brains to think of how to maintain the illusion of being "well-versed in this."
Elder Zhang, however, had already enthusiastically grabbed her wrist and said excitedly, "It just so happens that the refinery has just produced a batch of gadgets. I need to go inspect them. Would you like to come with me? This is our sect's core industry."
Shen Wenji's heart was filled with alarm. "Gadget? What is that? Is it another name for the new magic weapon?"
However, she could only speculate in her heart and didn't dare to ask aloud. If the new leader didn't know the answer to any of the questions, wouldn't it make people laugh?
She forced herself to calmly nod, "Okay...Okay."
The sect's refining workshop was in a very obscure corner of the inner gate. Several disciples with their faces covered by veils were concentrating on polishing the jade in their hands.
Those jades have a smooth texture and are all good materials. They are even filled with excellent spiritual energy. It is better to call them spiritual stones than jade.
Shen Wenji glanced over with a hint of pure curiosity. Elder Zhang saw it, his lips slightly curved, and he led her directly into the inner room.
The inner room was not large, only big enough for a soft couch with a tasseled gauze curtain and a pear wood carved table.
On the table, there is an exquisite rosewood box quietly placed. The box body is engraved with intricate patterns and exudes a refreshing fragrance.
"Sit down." Elder Zhang gestured for her to sit down at the table, then gently pushed the wooden box in front of her, his eyes encouraging. "Open it and take a look. This batch is of very good quality."
It is contained in such an elegant and precious box. Could it be... a magical weapon of the sect's treasure level?
A faint, unrealistic expectation rose in Shen Wenji's heart.
She carefully put on the silk gloves prepared nearby, held her breath, and carefully opened the delicate secret buckle of the wooden box.
There was a soft "click" sound.
The interlayers on the left and right sides popped out, and the entire box unfolded in a fan shape, exposing the inside to the eyes.
Shen Wenji originally thought that this not-so-big wooden box could only hold three or four items, but unexpectedly, when he opened it, he found a whole new world. Inside, there were layers upon layers of items, each classified and placed there.
She calmed herself down and looked carefully from top to bottom.
The items in the wooden box are all carved from crystal clear jade. They are warm to the touch, delicate and round, and full of brilliance.
It was obviously the finished product carefully polished by the disciples outside.
This shape... seems to be somewhat similar to those "strange objects" on the walls of the secret room?
Now, when she carefully played with and observed them in her hands, she really noticed that the shapes and sizes of these jades were a bit strange.
Some are curved like bananas, some are straight like cucumbers, some are big-headed like mushrooms, and some are even narrow at the top and wide at the bottom like spires...
The sizes vary greatly, the smallest ones are only as thick as a slender finger, while the largest ones are as big as an adult man's forearm.
Shen Wenji took each piece in his hand, his fingertips carefully stroking the cool and smooth jade surface, and moved closer to carefully observe every detail, but his brows were getting tighter and tighter.
What on earth was this? She racked her brains, but could not connect these strange shapes with any orthodox magic weapon.
She continued to look through the box calmly until her fingers touched the bottom layer of the box, where a piece of jade lay quietly.
The shape of this jade...is normal.
Round, full, well-proportioned, with an almost... familiar feel to its outline.
She picked it up tremblingly, and her head buzzed as if struck by an invisible electric current.
In a daze, his fingers lost their grip and the jade fell onto the table.
A "bang" sound hit her heart, and a string in her brain broke.
She seemed to have caught a glimpse of this thing a few times in that indecent picture album...it seemed to be growing on a human body.
Are these things... all... imitations?!
She had just been observing slowly and carefully.
Ahhhhhhhh!
A silent scream exploded in her head, and a stream of hot blood rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.
Shen Wenji's cheeks, ears, and neck instantly turned as red as a cooked shrimp, and his whole body was steaming.
"Wen Ji?" Elder Zhang's concerned voice came, "What's wrong with you? Your face is so red, are you feeling unwell?"
"No...it's okay, I'm just a little bored." Shen Wenji quickly picked up the hot jade and stuffed it back into the wooden box.
He used all his strength to force the lid of the box shut, locking it shut as if some monstrous beast was trapped inside.
She raised her head and forced a smile towards Elder Zhang, her voice dry and drifting: "I've read it, I've finished reading it, it's quite good! Very unique! Hahaha..."
"As long as you like it." Seeing her approval, Elder Zhang's smile became even brighter, with a hint of professional pride. "This batch of new goods is first-class in quality and feel. I just don't know how effective it will be in actual practice."
She paused, her eyes swept across the soft couch not far away, and she suggested very naturally and enthusiastically:
"How about you try it right here? I'll arrange for two skilled disciples to come and serve you?"
Try...try???
In... here???
And... even arranged for disciples to serve? ! !
Shen Wenji felt as if he was struck by lightning. The smile on his face disappeared instantly and he was completely petrified on the spot.
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