Chapter 30: The Famous Nanwang

Luo Xuyou and Yuan He looked at each other and saw the same shock and sympathy in each other's eyes.

Yuan He was the first to speak: "Brother Nan, it is normal to encounter difficulties and obstacles on the road to becoming an immortal. Don't take Second Senior Brother's words to heart."

Luo Xuyou said angrily: "Second Brother is a genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years. How can he understand our situation?"

Nanwang: “Alas…”

A mournful sigh made the other two feel grieved.

Yuan He said angrily, "Second Senior Brother is really going too far! So what if he is a true disciple? A true disciple cannot insult others like this! Come on, Brother Nan, I will accompany you to complain to the outer sect elders!"

Seeing his friend excited, Luo Xuyou calmed down instead: "It's definitely not okay to complain. It's fine for other true teachings, but that's Second Senior Brother. The outer sect elders also want to curry favor with Second Senior Brother, and they're worried about not finding a way!"

Their collision actually gave the outer sect elders a chance to get close to Second Senior Brother. It was a loss compared to the gain!

Yuan He also knew the twists and turns of the matter, and gave up the idea of ​​complaining after hearing this, but he was still unwilling in his heart: "Is it possible to just let it go like this?"

"Oh, this..."

Luo Xuyou couldn't think of any solution and could only sigh.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, there's no need."

Nan Wang adjusted his mentality quickly. He put away the pills and comforted his two colleagues:

"I don't care what Second Brother says, and I won't take his poison. He cultivates his supreme path, and I walk my forest path. Neither of us can hinder the other!"

…

There are no secrets in the outer door.

Within three days, the rumor that Second Senior Brother advised a useless outer sect disciple to destroy his own cultivation spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the Panlong Mountains.

Nanwang thus inexplicably became the target of public criticism.

Although he is not the target of criticism in the bad sense, he is not that good either.

Now, if Nan Wang meets an outer disciple on the street, the other party will look at him with sympathy.

It would have been fine if it was just the outer disciples, but this time, even the outer elders paid attention to Nanwang.

The outer sect elders were originally inner sect disciples with average talent, who had not made any progress in their cultivation for a long time and did not want to return to the mortal world. When they reached a certain age and could no longer make further progress in their cultivation, they sought the status of elders in the outer sect and continued to shine in Qingyun Sect.

Different from those elusive inner sect elders, the outer sect elders are similar to the managers of the disciples' office. In addition to being responsible for managing all matters big and small within the outer sect, they also need to care about the outer sect disciples' practice and life.

However, there are so many disciples in the outer sect, and the elders do not have enough time and energy to care for them all. Therefore, the elders will only care about those disciples who are famous or have accidentally gotten into big trouble.

This time, Nan Wang felt the "care" from the outer sect elders.

When Nan Wang was called for a "heart-to-heart talk" for the third time by the outer sect elders who usually never spoke to him, he finally collapsed.

He can't stay outside this gate for even a day!

Nan Wang angrily took An Nuo back to the menial disciples.

The menial service office was still the same as before, plain and shabby, looking no different from the mortal world.

As soon as Nanwang landed on the ground riding the fairy crane, he was surrounded by the menial disciples.

"Senior Brother Nanwang is back!"

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

"I wish you great progress and an early ascension to heaven!"

Looking at those faces that were so familiar yet gradually became unfamiliar, Nan Wang felt a myriad of emotions in his heart.

He still didn't have much of a sense that he had become an outer disciple, or even one of the outer disciples closest to the top of the mountain.

He always felt that he was still a menial disciple, still standing on the edge of a cliff, and that a slight breeze would be enough to knock him back to his original form.

However, even if he was beaten back to his original form, he was still different from the people in front of him.

Not long ago, he was one of these people, even the most unpopular one among them.

These same people, who once mocked him with the most sarcastic words, now looked up at him with envious and eager eyes, hoping that he would slip some good things out of his palms, as if they had completely forgotten what they had done to him.

When Nanwang had nothing, he chose not to go along with them. Now that he has gained power, he will not do anything to bully others.

However, to say that Nan Wang has any feelings for the Miscellaneous Disciples Department, or to say that the Miscellaneous Disciples Department has any favors towards Nan Wang... that is indeed not the case.

"Brother Nanwang, are you here to see us again today?"

Nan Wang was very familiar with the person who said this; he was the errand boy who had always made things difficult for him.

The shrill voice was still as unpleasant as before, but it seemed a little more adorable when neutralized by the humble look.

"I'm going to the fields. Please help me keep an eye on the cranes."

Nan Wang casually handed the fairy crane's tether to the servant who was waiting on the side, then took out a handful of spirit stones and distributed them to the disciples around him.

When the outer disciples returned to the Mentoring Department, they would distribute some spirit stones to everyone like he did. This was considered an unspoken rule of the Mentoring Department.

Every time Nan Wang came back, he would distribute some spirit stones to everyone according to the rules. He would not give more than necessary, but would just give according to the share given by others.

However, Nanwang returned to the miscellaneous service office far more often than ordinary outer disciples, and cumulatively, he had given out a considerable amount of spirit stones.

Fortunately, Nan Wang is now very well-off and cannot even spend all his high-grade spirit stones. The monthly salary of low-grade spirit stones is like pocket money to him. It is useless and takes up space. If he gives away more, he can make more space in his storage bag to put other things.

As Nanwang walked away, the fawning smile on the janitor's face gradually disappeared.

"Brother, what kind of shit luck does Nanwang have? He runs around doing menial tasks all day long, yet he still has so much money."

The lackey on the side said.

When he got the spirit stone just now, he was the one who laughed the most.

Now that Nanwang has gone far away, he is the one who changed sides the fastest, simply playing the role of a fence-sitter to the fullest.

"Who knows what shameful means he used." The errand manager sneered and said sarcastically, "People with bad intentions will fall into trouble sooner or later. Look, it's happening now. A few days ago, there were rumors in the outer sect that Nanwang was abandoned by the second senior brother and was given a poison that destroyed his cultivation. Haha, I think his good days are over..."

…

The fields were filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees, mixed with the faint aroma of soil. The sky was as clear and empty as ever. A breeze blew by, dispersing the thick white mist as well as the anxiety that had been lingering in Nan Wang's heart for days.

An Nuo appeared on Nan Wang's shoulder. The white mist was his nourishment. He was always more energetic in places with thick mist.

“Chichichi.”

Your monument is still there.

"Speak properly, what do you mean by my monument?" Nan Wang poked Annuo's head and said, "That's the monument of the spirit beast I raised."

“Chichichi.”

That's the monument to the chicken in your stomach.

“…”

Nan Wang couldn't help but laugh.

"Senior brother, senior brother!"

A strange yet familiar voice came from afar. Nan Wang turned around and saw that it was indeed a familiar face.

"Sanhu! Long time no see, how did you know I was here?"

Qian Sanhu stood in front of Di Nanwang breathlessly, smiled innocently and said, "I know that Senior Brother is loyal and righteous. Every time he comes back, he will come here to pay tribute to the spirit beast!"

Nanwang: “…”

It's ridiculous.

Who would offer sacrifice to two chickens?

The reason he comes here every time is simply because this is where he grows his vegetables.

As for this monument——

Nan Wang looked at the stone tablet standing upright in the ground and smiled helplessly.

It can be used as a chair to sit on, so that you don't get dirt all over yourself when you eat and drink.

"By the way, Senior Brother...I am also going to enter the outer gate."

Qian Sanhu touched the back of his head, his tone filled with uncontrollable joy.

"Oh my god! This is great news!"

Nanwang felt the same and was delighted:

"I can't believe you're so talented. It's only been a short time, and you've already reached the fifth level of the Body Refining Realm?"

"Thanks to my senior brother for his help..."

"How can I help you? How can I help you? Stop flattering me!"

Nanwang patted Qian Sanhu on the back and said cheerfully:

"We will soon become brothers. Okay, okay, when you get to the outer sect, just come find me. I'll take you to play cards... ahem, discuss the Dao, I'll take you to discuss the Dao!"

"Thank you, Brother! Thank you, Brother!"

Qian Sanhu thanked him repeatedly, his joy evident in words.

"Brother! I'm here!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and the spiritual sword came and stopped steadily in front of Nanwang.

"Who is this?" Lingzhi noticed the person next to Nanwang: "He looks familiar. Have we seen him somewhere before?"

"Fifth, Fifth Senior Sister... I am Qian Sanhu..."

The moment he saw the spiritual branch, Qian Sanhu couldn't even speak clearly.

Nan Wang smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, Fifth Junior Sister is very easy to talk to. Fifth Junior Sister, this is my colleague in the Mentoring Department, Qian Sanhu, who will be entering the outer gate in two days."

Lingzhi stared at Qian Sanhu for a while, then murmured through his nose: "Oh, then congratulations in advance to Senior Brother Qian."

"No, no, no, I can't do that, I can't do that..."

Qian Sanhu broke out in a cold sweat.

The thing he regretted most in his life was that he had joined Senior Brother Zhu's small team.

But you really can't blame him. Senior Brother Zhu is used to bullying others. Knowing that he and Nan Wang were on duty in the main hall together, he insisted on asking him about matters related to Nan Wang.

He ran away far away when Senior Brother Zhu killed Nanwang's spirit beast, but afterwards, he was still caught by Senior Brother Zhu and was forced to laugh at Nanwang with them.

It was also at that time that they met the Fifth Junior Sister... No, no, no, the Fifth Senior Sister.

Even today, whenever he sees the spiritual branch, he still remembers the beating he received...

Fortunately, he has learned to be smart now. No matter what others say about Nanwang's doom, he remains steadfast in his faith in Nanwang, believing that Nanwang will surely turn misfortune into fortune and soar to the sky!

By that time, even a small figure like him might be able to benefit from it...

Qian Sanhu's shameful thoughts had just rolled around in his mind when he met Lingzhi's smiling gaze.

But that smile was not a kind look, but a kind of... ridicule.

The smile in the eyes of someone who sees through everything, and the cold sharpness that only those in the game can understand.

Nan Wang, who knew nothing about it, took out the big pot he had prepared long ago, happily drove it to the fire, and said to the two people: "I stewed this pig's trotter for a long time before, now I put it back in the pot with thick oil and red sauce. Whoever eats it will know how delicious it is!"

"No, no, no, that's not necessary... I have things to do, things to do, I'll leave now, I'll leave now..."

Qian Sanhu refused without hesitation, but after meeting Nan's surprised look, he was forced to explain:

"Yes, yes, it's like this. I'm going to the outer sect soon. I have to pack up and say goodbye to my fellow apprentices..."

"Okay, okay, business is more important, so hurry up and get busy."

Nanwang had no suspicion at all, and just said with a hint of regret:

"It's a pity that you don't have the good fortune to taste the delicious braised pig's trotters..."