Xie Zhou easily defeated the four members of Wuyou Pavilion single-handedly. The faces of the Sword Sect members below the stage were all very interesting. Just now, they had ganged up on her and ostracized her. They thought she would lose badly, but they didn't expect that the slap in the face would come so quickly and so loudly.
The disciples of Wuyou Pavilion were also intimidated by Xie Zhou, who always seemed like a good-for-nothing, and even Bai Wuyou's expression turned somewhat awkward.
The system glanced at the astonished expressions of everyone present and sneered, "Why do these people always like to make promises like 'the opponent is trash' and then get crushed the next second? They've run into a cunning old fox like you..."
Xie Zhou forced a smile in his mind, deliberately emphasizing and drawing out his question: "Hmm?"
The system waved its hand, trying to ease the tension, and said, "When you encounter someone as brilliant as you, you're bound to lose! Hahaha..."
On the surface, the system is all smiles and amusement; inside, it's thinking: Ugh—
The fact that Wuyou Pavilion was defeated by Xie Zhou, a mere nobody, who took on four opponents at once, and was not only chased and beaten on their own turf, but also suffered a crushing defeat, was undoubtedly a humiliating slap in the face to the patriarch of Wuyou Pavilion.
This left Bai Wuyou, the pavilion master, momentarily at a loss for words, and he was starting to lose face.
Bai Wuyou's hand gripping the teacup tightened suddenly. He felt a surge of resentment and glared at Xie Zhou, thinking: Why is it that arrogant, stinky woman again?!
"Even if you all from Wuyou Pavilion come together, you're so weak. How dare you come out and shout? What? Are you bullying my Sword Sect because there's no one here? Heh—" Xie Zhou patted the dust off his hands and laughed heartily.
The disciples of Wuyou Pavilion were already looking rather pale, and Xie Zhou's provocation nearly made them cough up blood and faint...
Although Xie Zhou fought against four opponents alone, his spiritual energy had been greatly depleted after the battle. Luo Fantian looked at Xie Zhou, who had just displayed great prowess. Although he had seemingly won a complete victory over Wuyou Pavilion, he still couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Luo Fantian looked at Xie Zhou's delighted little eyes and waved to him, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, though his heart was still pounding uncontrollably.
She's usually playful, so it's fine if she's playful, but how dare she provoke the disciples of Wuyou Pavilion like that? Isn't she afraid of accidentally getting hurt?!
Although Luo Fantian was inwardly grumbling, he still managed to put on a forced smile and waved to Xie Zhou.
Xie Zhou walked slowly down the stage amidst the surprised, envious, or resentful gazes of the crowd. When she reached Luo Fantian, Luo Fantian's smile immediately vanished, and he sternly tapped her on the head.
"Do you know how dangerous that was?! You spout such nonsense, and you still dare to be so arrogant after the fight. Aren't you afraid that one day someone will put a sack over your head and beat you up? Huh?!" Luo Fantian, who was getting more and more excited, finally couldn't help but poke Xie Zhou's forehead with his finger.
Xie Zhou winced in pain from the poke, and angrily grabbed Luo Fantian's hand, grumbling, "Senior brother, stop poking me! It hurts! Stop poking me!!"
Seeing this, Luo Fantian stopped, and questioned her with an unhappy expression: "How will you know to restrain yourself if I don't make you remember? Do you dare to say you won't do it again next time? Hmm?"
Xie Zhou gritted his teeth and said, "I won't do it again, I won't do it next time."
Seeing her unwilling look, Luo Fantian thought to himself, "This little brat dares to threaten her senior brother: '...Don't scare me with your teeth bared, take it back.'"
Xie Zhou composed herself, her cheeks puffed out like a sulking pufferfish, indicating that she didn't want to talk to Luo Fantian.
Luo Fantian was both annoyed and amused by her appearance, thinking to himself: Why can't this person understand that I'm worried about her? She always makes me uneasy, sigh—
Meanwhile, the Sword Sect members awkwardly pushed and shoved each other as they walked towards Xie Zhou and his companion.
One of them spoke up, "Thank you, Xie Zhou. We're not here for anything else, just to express our gratitude for you saving face for our Sword Sect. Don't overthink it, we're not here because we feel ashamed..."
Another person covered the disciple who had just been stammering, pretending to be indifferent: "Xie Zhou, you fought very well just now, showing the spirit of a Sword Sect disciple."
Xie Zhou laughed it off, "Yeah, thanks, I know I'm strong."
Sword Sect disciples: ...Damn it, she put on airs after we were just being polite.
System: "Have you no shame...?"
Xie Zhou: "Hehe."
However, it must be said that Xie Zhou's strength was indeed very strong. The disciples of the Sword Sect began to have a great change in their opinion of her. Her remarkable strength unexpectedly won over most of the Sword Sect members.
But there was one person who kept turning his face away, unwilling to look at Xie Zhou's smug expression; that person was Ao Tian.
Not long ago, Ao Tian was the one who enjoyed the admiring gazes of the Sword Sect disciples on the martial arts stage. But now, Xie Zhou, whom he had always disliked, had stolen the limelight from him. He was furious! He was unwilling to accept it!
Ao Tian watched as the others in the group expressed their gratitude and apologies to Xie Zhou one by one. Even their previously cold attitude towards Xie Zhou and his companion had changed. The envious and admiring looks on their faces almost made him lose his mind. He was just about to grab Xie Zhou by the collar and fight her.
Ao Tian's face turned ashen as he thought to himself: Ha, are they all so eager to curry favor? Look at how they're even willing to talk to you! It's like offering your warm face to a cold backside!
Ao Tian didn't say anything else, and Xie Zhou didn't care. The only thing she remembered clearly was finding the second half of that book in the cultivation technique pavilion.
So she turned around and interrupted Bai Wuyou's rich inner thoughts, smiling and saying, "Sect Master Bai, may I go to your sect's cultivation technique pavilion to broaden my horizons?"
Bai Wuyou: Forgot about that...
After a long pause, he finally spoke hesitantly, "It's getting late, how about we discuss this another time?"
"Next time? Pavilion Master Bai, you'd better remember what you said. Everyone here is a witness. Don't forget that." Xie Zhou sneered.
Bai Wuyou responded with a forced smile, "Of course." But inwardly he screamed: This woman dares to threaten me?!
Bai Wuyou argued with Xie Zhou about not specifying when she would enter the Cultivation Pavilion. Xie Zhou was somewhat annoyed that Bai Wuyou was using roundabout tactics, but unfortunately, her spiritual energy was too depleted and her strength was insufficient, so he had no choice but to swallow his anger for the time being.
After all the disciples left, the Sword Sect disciples were arranged to stay in a place with only one small room. Several members of the Sword Sect complained, and some even went to argue with the person who arranged the accommodation.
Xie Zhou, however, overheard the disciples of Wuyou Pavilion saying that accommodations were arranged according to strength. A plan formed in her mind, and she prepared to pull off another big heist—seizing the dormitories!
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