Chu Ling: “Uh…”
She suddenly realized, "It turns out that Ye Qiao is still the group's favorite..."
Ming Xuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's not the case. Our master simply likes geniuses."
In Changming Sect, even a genius would still be beaten. The only difference was the attitude of the elders on a daily basis.
In the past, if there was an error, it was always Ye Qiao’s fault, but it is different now.
Now all the mistakes are Xie Chuxue's.
All Qin Fanfan wanted in his life was to have a genius who could make him proud and piss off the old men from other sects. Changming Sect finally had a genius who was excellent in all aspects after hundreds of years. On weekdays, they indulged him and the elders turned a blind eye.
"It's the privilege of a genius." Chu Ling understood: "I understand."
In a large sect where competition and comparison exist all the time, no one would say anything if outstanding disciples were given some privileges occasionally.
While a few fellow apprentices were chatting, Zhou Xingyun took a quick glance at the elders present. They returned to the sect not only to settle the unrest within the sect, but also because they wanted to catch the person who gave Yun Que advice.
Without any ideas or evidence, the people who were not good at thinking decided to start by investigating the elders of their own sect.
There were six elders of the Changming Sect at the scene, not counting some who had temporarily left the sect. With such a number of people, finding the suspects would be an extremely long and arduous task.
Chu Ling and Yue Qing'an temporarily stayed in Changming Sect. They were very curious about this sect and wanted to see what kind of sect could produce so many strange creatures.
In addition, Ye Qiao and his team needed to find the person behind the scenes, so the two discussed it and prepared to check one by one.
Although they didn't know who they were looking for, Yue Qingan believed that those whose fate was unclear were the primary suspects.
Anyone who can hold the script and know the original trajectory of the world's development must be someone who can jump out of the fate chart.
"Okay, then what's next..." Ming Xuan raised his voice: "Are you two going to check the faces and palms of the other elders? Under the pretext of telling fortunes for all of them?"
Yue Qingan rejected it: "It's fine to have one or two fortune-tellers, but there are too many elders in your sect. If we go to them one by one, it will be too purposeful."
"You don't need to look at the face to make the deduction. All you need is the items that the other party has come into contact with."
“Items…” Mu Chongxi rested his chin on the table. “Clothes? The elders have been wearing the same clothes for decades.”
“But we can’t get it.”
"Let's set up a competition? The winner gets to take the other person's clothes?"
Xue Yu could no longer bear it and complained: "This is too abnormal. And can you beat him?"
That's the elder.
"As for the clothes, they're actually easy to take." Ming Xuan pointed his finger at a gun, put his chin on his shoulder, smiled sporadically, and curved his beautiful peach blossom eyes, "We can steal them."
Chu Ling shook his head, thinking that this disciple looked really enchanting.
But what did the other party say?
Steal it out?
Mu Chongxi suddenly realized, "Yeah, right, right."
Ye Qiao had led them to steal once before, and as the saying goes, the first time is unfamiliar, the second time is familiar, so they immediately rubbed their hands and prepared to raid the Elders' Pavilion at night.
"Ahaha." Chu Ling came back to his senses: "... So your personal disciple not only has to save the cultivation world, but also has a part-time job as a thief?"
Mingxuan: "This is just a way to exchange for clues." He suddenly thought that Penglai should be quite rich, and couldn't help but said, "If it doesn't work, you see an elder in our sect that you don't like. We help you steal his things? How about you give us some spirit stones then?"
The Changming Sect was not as wealthy as the other four sects. The Wenjian Sect had been the number one for nearly a thousand years and was extremely wealthy. The other three sects were also very rich thanks to the large number of alchemy, weapon repair and talisman cultivation within their sects.
They have to work hard to make money for the sect.
Chu Ling refused Ming Xuan with difficulty: "...No need."
How come such a handsome boy has a mouth?
"If Ye Qiao is here, just let her steal. With her concealment skills, even the sect master can't detect any aura or realm fluctuations, so stealing things is naturally a piece of cake for her."
Mu Chongxi puffed up his cheeks and said, "Junior Sister is not here right now, so we have to go up."
Xue Yu was surprised. "What did she do?"
A group of people gathered together, and Ye Qiao didn't know where to go.
"Junior Sister went to look for Ye Qinghan." Zhou Xingyun lowered his head in boredom, letting one of the chair legs tilt to maintain a weird balance. He blinked and replied, "We don't know exactly what she did."
Looking at him who was sitting in an awkward position and Mu Chongxi who was standing in an awkward position, Yue Qingan seemed to be at a loss for words.
No matter how long it took him, he could not adapt to Chang Mingzong's strange style.
In comparison, the other four sects are very normal sects.
Ming Xuan didn't think too much about it. "Then let's go to the Elders' Pavilion in pairs tonight. After Junior Sister comes back, we can discuss going to the Demon Tribe."
It wasn't the first time they stole something, but it was the first time they stole from their own home.
The four members of Chang Mingzong were all men of action. They acted as soon as they said they would. When all the clothes in the Elders' Pavilion were stolen that night, no one paid attention to it at first. However, as the elders held meetings one after another, they discovered that a group of people who had not changed their clothes for years had all changed into new clothes. They gradually realized that the matter was not simple.
It's obvious that normal people wouldn't steal someone else's clothes. Why would they steal them? They can't wear them.
“…”
So the elders gathered together and thought about the current suspects.
Soon, they collectively locked onto the target.
"Could it be that..."
They looked at each other and already had their suspicions: "Is it Xie Chuxue?"
Although Xie Chuxue was not there, it did not prevent him from being the most suspected.
Xie Chuxue, who was far away in the demon clan, suddenly sneezed.
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