Chapter 1 I can't afford this inner sect, so I'm leaving



The heroine's fish all stay away from her.

The girl's merciless words surprised him a little. He didn't expect that his usually taciturn second sister could lose her temper like this.

The eldest senior brother couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he grabbed Ye Qiao's wrist and said in a deep voice: "Junior sister, can you please stop being so petty?"

"Young Junior Sister can't even get out of bed right now. She needs Mayfly Grass more than you do."

Ye Qiao still had wounds on her hands, and she gasped in pain, suspecting that the bastard had done it on purpose.

She didn't want to suffer this, so she raised her other hand and punched him in the face.

Zhai Chen dodged quickly and let go of Ye Qiao's hand.

Ye Qiao covered the injured part, "Then you can steal my things?"

"So the Yueqing Sect has achieved its current status by making a fortune through robbery."

Zhai Chen was stunned by her retort, "Why are you so unreasonable?"

"Oh, right, right." Ye Qiao nodded perfunctorily: "I am heartless, I am ungrateful, and I am unreasonable."

"Go find your little sister."

Although he had some expectations for the world of cultivation before, after learning that he was the unlucky cannon fodder female supporting role who was pierced through the heart by a sword, Ye Qiao just wanted to live with a smile.

Don't worry about it.

She is going down the mountain.

After making up his mind, Ye Qiao started running without even looking at the two idiots behind him. He quickly opened the mustard seed bag and headed straight for Siming Hall.

Perhaps the author wanted to highlight the heroine's status as the group's favorite, which resulted in the other disciples being nothing more than dogs' tails in Yun Hen's eyes.

And Ye Qiao is the one who is suffering the most among this group of people.

The only thing he could show off was the book of mental skills he received as a gift when he became a disciple.

There are very few spiritual stones.

Yueqing Sect has hundreds of inner disciples, all of whom are stronger than her, so Ye Qiao is just there to make up the numbers.

Since he is not a direct disciple, it is easy for him to leave the sect.

Return all the resources obtained in Yueqing Sect over the years, notify the elders of Siming Hall, and leave after getting the other party's nod.

Ye Qiaoqiong had nothing on his body, so after returning the spiritual weapon, he also returned all the spiritual stones.

The original owner herself was not liked by the elders because of her poor qualifications. When the chief elder of Siming Hall heard that she was leaving the sect, he tried hard to suppress his joy. He didn't expect that Ye Qiao was such a fool.

He was so lucky to get into the inner door, but he still wanted to leave.

"Do you need me to inform the sect master?" The great elder was rarely friendly to her and said a few words in a hypocritical manner, "Which sect are you going to after you leave? Do you need the elder to give you some spirit stones? After all, staying in an inn also requires money."

I thought Ye Qiao would remain silent, but she didn't hesitate and said, "Yes."

She even shamelessly extended her hand, and praised him with a touched look on her face: "I never thought that there is such a good person like you in Yueqing Sect."

The Great Elder: “…”

He was just being polite, but she gave him a compliment, so he had to give it to her.

The Great Elder's expression twisted for a few moments, and he looked at the shameless Ye Qiao and fell into deep thought.

Has this child ever been so shameless before?

Probably not.

In his impression, Ye Qiao was usually a very taciturn person in the inner sect.

Ye Qiao was waiting for him to help him calmly. The original owner was a diligent and honest man who was willing to sacrifice his life for the sect, but Ye Qiao was not that kind of person.

If we don't have spirit stones after going down the mountain, we will have to sleep on the streets. The great elder has already spoken, and it would be stupid not to go down the ladder.

The elder took out a heavy bag. Perhaps because he thought she would be gone in the future, he was not stingy. "There are a hundred middle-grade spirit stones in it."

"Take it and go."

He waved his hand.

Ye Qiao's eyes lit up, and he said sincerely: "Thank you, Great Elder."

The Great Elder waved his hand impatiently and told her to get out.

After coming out of Siming Hall, Ye Qiao put the spirit stone into the mustard seed bag, but heard someone behind him whispering, "Waste."

Ye Qiao turned around and glanced at him, "What did you say?"

The male disciple didn't expect that she heard it. In fact, there were too many people in the sect who were dissatisfied with Ye Qiao.

A disciple with mediocre talent is not even qualified to be an outer disciple in one of the five major sects. Unless he is lucky enough to be picked up by the sect master, how could he possibly become an inner disciple?

After hearing that Ye Qiao was punished by the sect leader, many people gloated over his misfortune.

He is one of them.

Facing Ye Qiao's questioning, the male disciple's face suddenly turned pale, and he hesitated for a long time, "I..."

"waste?"

Ye Qiao repeated it, and seeing how terrified he was, he exclaimed sincerely, "You are really good at judging people."

"How about I give you this inner door?"

The original owner worked like a slave for the sect. He was the first to rush forward when any resources were available and then distribute them to his fellow disciples in the outer sect. What was he trying to achieve?

In the end, her spiritual roots were dug out by her master, and she was pierced through the heart by a sword?

The male disciple was stunned.

"You're right, I'm a waste." Ye Qiao threw the waist badge to the male disciple, waved his hand and said, "I can't afford this inner sect, goodbye."

The male disciple's expression was completely stunned.

He watched Ye Qiao casually throw the badge into his arms, and then go down the mountain without looking back.

*

The heroine has a lot of showy moves, micro-group portraits, and a sect style, and can carry the whole game by herself. It's not a traditional tanking, but she will still work hard when she needs to. It's probably a silly and cool story.

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