She was forced to sign a humiliating indentured servitude contract as soon as she woke up.
And it was sold to Rong Zi!
At that moment, Xiaobai even wanted to go back to sleep and never wake up again.
Rong Zi seemed not to notice Xiao Bai's reaction and slowly took a sip of the honey tea in her hand.
She glanced down at Little White, who was lying on the table pretending to be a corpse, and noticed with her sharp eyes that there seemed to be a black blob on its body.
Rong Zi put down his teacup, pointed at Xiao Bai, and said, "You seem to have something dirty on you."
Little White did a somersault and jumped up, "Where?"
It's cute and clean.
How could there be dirt on my body?
Rong Zi pointed to it and said to Xiao Bai, "Here it is."
"What is this?" She leaned closer, examining the black blob closely. "It looks...like a little turtle?"
Upon hearing this, everyone else present also gathered around, staring curiously at Xiaobai.
Xiao Bai is a bone fan composed of twenty ribs.
It is unknown what kind of bone the person who crafted it used; it is pure white, and its body faintly glows with a sacred and gentle luster.
Moreover, a lifelike golden dragon is depicted on its fan surface.
This image...
At first glance, it exudes an overwhelming aura of dominance.
However, on the head of that majestic golden dragon, someone had drawn a small, black turtle!
The little turtle's appearance is similar to that of Cai Niu.
Although the body was only outlined in black ink, the sides of the head, like those of Cai Niu, were dotted with two small, bright red dots.
After seeing what was happening, everyone present fell silent.
Who's being so mean?
They actually drew a cute little turtle on the head of a majestic, sacred, and awe-inspiring golden dragon?
Xiao Bai reacted strongly and slammed himself shut with a 'whoosh'.
Then, in a fit of anger, he rolled around on the table, howling loudly.
"Don't look! Don't look!"
Oh dear... its imposing image is just too much!
All gone!
Rong Zi coughed lightly, reached out and pinched Jun Moyao off his head, and said reproachfully, "Look at you, isn't this a bit unfair? Even if you have unique tastes, you can't ignore its wishes and draw it like this."
A pattern.
Successfully transformed Xiaobai from a refined and domineering individual.
He turned into a silly and adorable goofball.
Jun Moyao placed his arms on Rong Zi's fingers.
After hearing her words, he looked at her with an indescribable expression, his eyes filled with an unfathomable look, and he pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
I wonder whose taste is so unique...
Xiao Bai immediately jumped out, unfurled its fan, snatched Jun Moyao from Rong Zi's hands, and took the initiative to clarify things for its master.
"Don't slander my master. This ugly little turtle wasn't drawn by my master. The golden dragon on my body is his masterpiece."
Rong Zi blinked and asked curiously.
"If it wasn't painted by your owner, then who painted it?"
She thought this peculiar taste was the work of Jun Moyao.
Xiao Bai gritted his teeth and replied, "What an annoying guy!"
Rong Zi: "..."
Is it just my imagination?
Why did she feel like Xiaobai was glaring at her?
Yun Jing rested her chin on her two small hands, staring at the little turtle on the white fan, and suddenly said something.
"Master, don't you think the little turtle on the head of this golden dragon looks a bit like the one on our door plaque?"
There is also a small turtle on the plaque above the gate of their Rongling Sect.
It is Rong Zi's masterpiece.
Ling Mo knew that too.
When he first saw that little turtle, he was stunned for more than ten seconds, and even now he still can't understand why Rong Zi's aesthetic sense is so bizarre.
Gu Xiaochui also took a few more glances at the little turtle on Xiaobai's body, and chimed in, "It really does look a bit like it."
Both the shapes and the transitions in the lines are almost identical.
Rong Zi didn't take it seriously.
She waved her hand casually and said, "They're both little turtles, of course they'll look alike."
If the little turtle doesn't look like a little turtle, then what should it look like?
The three apprentices hesitated for a moment, then nodded somewhat reluctantly.
"Maybe..."
It's probably just a coincidence.
Even if it looks similar, the little turtle on Xiaobai's body couldn't possibly have been drawn by their master.
Jun Moyao jumped off Xiaobai and climbed onto Rong Zi again.
Looking at Yun Jing and the other two, he changed the subject at the right time.
"None of you have introduced yourselves to Xiaobai yet."
Xiao Bai snuggled up to Jun Moyao with a resentful look.
sad.
The owner doesn't want to cuddle with it.
With everyone's attention diverted, Yun Jing nodded and said to Xiao Bai, "My name is Yun Jing, and I am Master's eldest disciple."
Gu Xiaochui raised his hand. "My name is Gu Xiaochui, and I am the second apprentice."
“Third disciple, Ling Mo.” Ling Mo’s words were concise and to the point.
Xiao Bai didn't seem surprised that Rong Zi, a novice teenager, had taken on three apprentices.
However, it remained silent for a while, then asked somewhat speechlessly, "Your ranking... is it in reverse order?"
How come those who are younger and have lower cultivation levels are ranked higher?
Don't Gu Xiaochui and Ling Mo have any temper?
Just like that, you've compromised?
Jun Moyao had a contractual relationship with Xiaobai and vaguely sensed its thoughts, so he raised his hand to his forehead.
If they can accept a Qi Refining stage girl as their master, what else can't they compromise on?
Yun Jing shook his head and answered Xiao Bai's question, "No, we are arranged according to the order of apprenticeship."
Then, he changed the subject.
"However, my second junior brother and I were ranked based on our strength. We had a competition, and I won against him."
Upon hearing this, Ling Mo looked at Gu Xiaochui with slight surprise.
Were they ranked according to their abilities?
Gu Xiaochui, a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, actually lost to a Qi Refining stage cultivator?
The difference in spiritual power between cultivators at different levels can be quite significant.
Even if Gu Xiaochui is a weapon cultivator, he shouldn't lose to Yun Jing, a mere Qi Refining stage child.
Gu Xiaochui noticed Ling Mo's gaze and awkwardly lowered her head, covering her face.
Yun Jing attacked with that suona.
Unless you're deaf, no one can stand it...
Gu Xiaochui suddenly thought of something, his eyes flickered slightly, he turned to look at Ling Mo beside him, leaned in and hugged his neck, then raised an eyebrow and asked him.
"Junior brother, aren't you curious about how I lost to Yun Jing?"
Ling Mo nodded truthfully, "I am somewhat curious."
There is still a significant gap in cultivation level between Gu Xiaochui and Yun Jing.
Yun Jing was able to defeat Gu Xiaochui despite being at a higher level, so he might have some special ability.
Gu Xiaochui patiently and gently offered Ling Mo a suggestion with a smile.
"Since you're so curious, why don't you go and have a match with Yun Jing?"
That intoxicating, soul-stirring feeling couldn't have been experienced by only him.
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