Chapter 993 Xiao Chujing’s Dream
Xiao Chujing stared at Ye Xiaoman deeply for a while.
"Okay, I'll show you my inner demon."
He carried Ye Xiaoman back to his bed and put her back on the sheets.
Then Xiao Chujing lay down next to Ye Xiaoman. They lay on the pillows facing each other with their fingers intertwined. They had practiced spiritual cultivation countless times before and soon reached a state of spiritual fusion.
Their consciousness was fully open to each other. With Xiao Chujing and Ye Xiaoman's current cultivation, they could already imitate Zhu Chuideng and Jing Zhui in the past, fabricating a fantasy dream in their consciousness and immersing themselves in the performance.
Ye Xiaoman felt that Xiao Chujing's consciousness was like a heavy dark cloud, covering her head, and the shadow covered her past and present. Xiao Chujing's will poured into her mind in the dark, modifying her cognition and giving her a new experience.
Ye Xiaoman actually also had the right to set up the fantasy dream, but she mainly wanted to explore Xiao Chujing's dark world and pull him out of the black world, so she accepted Xiao Chujing to dominate the entire fantasy dream without any resistance.
So the actors from both sides took their places, forgetting the cause and effect, and the dream unfolded -
Qing Zhengzong, outer sect.
Xiao Chujing has set his sights on the junior sister in the sect.
That junior sister’s name is Ye Xiaoman.
The Qingzheng Sect would recruit a group of new disciples every few years. Ye Xiaoman and Xiao Chujing were admitted into the sect in the same batch and became outer disciples. Since Ye Xiaoman was the youngest and joined the sect the latest, she became the junior sister among their group of disciples.
Xiao Chujing was neither old nor young, neither old nor late, with elders above him and younger than him. Some of his peers called him Senior Brother Xiao, while others called him Junior Brother Xiao, but Ye Xiaoman was destined to be his Junior Sister for life.
Xiao Chujing was holding a magic sword in his arms, leaning against a rock, chatting with a group of male disciples.
There was a small stone path leading to the sect's martial arts training ground, where outer disciples gathered in the afternoon for swordsmanship lessons. It was not yet time for the class, and the path ahead was sparsely populated with disciples heading for class.
Most people were like Xiao Chujing, waiting by the roadside, chatting with people they knew. The overall atmosphere of Qingzheng Sect was not as lively as that of other sects, so the disciples seemed very relaxed.
Most of the time, it was the male disciples who spoke, and Xiao Chujing just listened without saying anything.
Xiao Chujing has been in the sect for three years.
He has a single-line mixed spiritual root and ordinary aptitude, but he has never given up on himself and is confident that his future will not stop here. He has already had some adventures that others have not had, and there is a mysterious old man living in his sea of consciousness to provide personal guidance.
Xiao Chujing did not show his inner arrogance. Before he became truly strong, he would not show off. Keeping a low profile was his principle.
The world of cultivation is strictly hierarchical, and cultivators are willing to resort to dark means to obtain resources. It is common for masters to take over the bodies of their disciples, and for fellow disciples to kill people for treasures. Xiao Chujing does not want to cause unnecessary trouble.
Besides, he has half demon blood.
Therefore, he greeted people with a smile, was flexible in his tactics, and mingled among ordinary disciples. He had neither special abilities nor would he try to attract attention.
The daily chats of the male disciples were very boring. Apart from talking about cultivation, reselling supplies on the black market, and the next sect mission to be done, Xiao Chujing began to close his eyes and rest.
Suddenly someone next to me said, "The junior sister is here."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chujing opened his eyes.
I saw a young girl walking slowly towards the bend at the end of the bluestone road.
She was wearing the sect's uniform green robe and had two buns on her hair. Because she hadn't yet drawn the Qi into her body, she couldn't get the magic sword distributed by the sect, so she carried a light wooden sword on her back.
The male disciples and Xiao Chujing watched Ye Xiaoman pass by them.
The reason why fellow disciples were so concerned about Ye Xiaoman was mainly because something big happened to her recently. She was suspected of being an undercover agent of the demon clan. When the outer disciples gathered, she was dragged away in public for interrogation.
He was released not long ago.
There are many rumors about her at present, and she has become a hot topic from being an unknown person.
Ye Xiaoman seemed to notice the scrutiny she received. She stood in front of a group of senior brothers in a very polite manner and greeted them in a weak voice, "Third Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, Twelfth Senior Brother..."
When his eyes fell on Xiao Chujing, he probably couldn't remember his ranking in the sect, so he called out, "Senior Brother Xiao."
The twelfth senior brother instructed her: "It's your turn to clean up today. Go over there early and wipe the chair where the elder will sit in the martial arts field."
Ye Xiaoman agreed and continued to walk forward slowly.
After Ye Xiaoman left, Senior Brother Twelve sighed.
"After the little sister went in and escaped death, her personality has finally become a little brighter. She is not as gloomy as before. At least she is polite now and will take the initiative to say hello when she meets people."
The Sixth Senior Brother stared at Ye Xiaoman's back and asked, "Don't you think that Junior Sister has become much prettier recently?"
The male disciples all echoed: "That's true."
Ye Xiaoman is the most useless pseudo-five spiritual roots. She used to have a dark personality, was lazy and gluttonous, kept to herself, and was poor. She had not eaten well for a long time, which made her look pale and thin. She looked dusty all day long, and no matter how good her appearance was, it was buried.
Recently, she finally washed her face, combed her hair neatly, and showed her face openly. Only then did everyone realize that the junior sister actually had a pretty good foundation.
If you raise her, maybe she can be elected as the most beautiful woman in the sect.
The Sixth Senior Brother showed both attention to Ye Xiaoman's appearance and disdain.
"Junior Sister has been dressing up carefully recently in order to get closer to Senior Brother."
Sixth Senior Brother's words quickly ignited everyone's passion for gossip.
"Yes, Junior Sister has been bringing porridge to Senior Brother for many days in a row."
"Yesterday, I saw Junior Sister specifically looking for Senior Brother to ask about spiritual herbs. The two of them were chatting and laughing, haha, they really didn't care about anyone else."
"The eldest brother also abused his power for personal gain, assigning easy tasks to the younger sister."
"Many of my fellow disciples have expressed their dissatisfaction."
"Junior Brother Xiao." Sixth Senior Brother said to Xiao Chujing with a fake smile, "I remember that Junior Sister was obsessed with you before, but now she has turned to the arms of Senior Brother."
"Junior sister likes whoever she sees as capable, and she is never sincere."
Xiao Chujing lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Others sighed and said:
"You can't blame Junior Sister for this. Senior Brother's family background is simply better than Junior Brother Xiao Chujing's... I don't mean to say Junior Brother Xiao is bad. It's normal for a person to choose a good tree to live in."
"Big Brother also has a flying boat. In our outer sect, Big Brother is the only one who owns a flying boat, right? I'm a female cultivator, and I want to accompany Big Brother, so that I can use the flying boat whenever I go out."
So the disciples turned to discuss the eldest brother and his flying boat.
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