Annual Examination Conference.
It was a rare, lively day for the Sword Inquiry Sect.
However, this has nothing to do with most of the disciples.
All disciples are required to attend, but only the top-scoring teams from both the inner and outer sects who slay demons and monsters will receive rewards.
Song Tingwan and her four teammates stood around slacking off; their scores were barely above the passing mark, and they were only there to make up the numbers.
"Junior Sister Song's actions in Beihe are truly admirable. I apologize for being so busy these past few days, which is why I only had the chance to meet you today."
Pei Xiang'an nodded apologetically at her.
Song Tingwan smiled casually, "It's not a matter of admiration or not. I was so scared at the time that I instinctively wanted to save my life."
During the short time she was away, Pei Xiang'an seemed to have figured something out. The complex probing look in her eyes was gone, and she simply smiled when she heard what she said.
"It's good that everyone is alright."
Song Tingwan looked at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled and whispered to him, "Fortunately, we are quite wealthy."
Pei Xiang'an was stunned for a moment, then smiled with a hint of relief.
They returned early. There weren't many disciples in the sect who returned early like them, so there wasn't much money to be made. He went to work as an assistant for Elder Pei.
He would always subtly mention Song Tingwan to Elder Pei, and after a while, the old man would impatiently tap him on the head with a medicine hammer.
The aroma of medicinal plants wafted over, along with the earnest words of an old man with a white beard and white hair:
Why is it that you have studied all the disciplines and traveled to all eight peaks, yet you are not proficient in any of them?
Because your heart is restless. You always like to place your hopes on others.
Having lived for a thousand years, I still harbor deep-seated obsessions. Do you know that Elder Fuqu is my junior sister? Even she couldn't persuade me or resolve my inner conflict. No matter how powerful that little girl is, it's still useless to me.
You're a good kid at heart, but you're blinded by your own limited perspective. Don't fall into the same trap I did.
After Pei Xiang'an left in a daze that day, he was somewhat at a loss for the first time.
Is his heart not at peace?
But all he wanted to do was repair his meridians and work towards it.
Isn't that wrong?
Was it wrong to let Elder Pei go with me to investigate Song Tingwan so that he could continue to live?
But he never hurt Junior Sister Song from beginning to end.
He just wanted to know whether her composure in alchemy stemmed from her own actions or from her family's influence.
After receiving the result, I only wanted to sincerely ask for it and never thought of using any means.
Is that wrong too?
He couldn't understand it.
So he didn't pick up Song Tingwan, and he didn't meet with them afterward.
He had been alone for many years, and only listened to Pei Yuan's words.
He obediently went to calm down.
Of course, I was earning spirit stones while keeping myself calm.
He stayed by that epiphyllum for two days.
My legs are numb from squatting.
Finally, when it bloomed one day, he was overjoyed and quickly picked it for his employer. For some reason, his frustration and confusion vanished the moment the flower bloomed.
Driven by greed and greed, he was merely diligently reserving spots for others to complete tasks and accumulate spirit stones to repair his meridians.
But as Pei Yuanli's lifespan drew closer, he became impatient and audacious, insisting on prying into other people's secrets.
But why should I? That's someone else's secret.
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When he finally felt relieved, his junior sister Song forgave him for his previous presumptuous actions with a joking remark.
Pei Xiang'an watched the four of them chatting harmoniously and suddenly felt a little envious.
"Now, let's talk about supporting Beihe."
At Yan Shanjun's signal, the elders stepped forward and recounted the entire story of the Beihe incident.
“Cultivators should cultivate their character and mind, and reject all evil and crooked paths.”
Finally, after summarizing his remarks, Yan Shanjun cleared his throat and glanced at the disciples of the Sword Inquiry Sect with an air of stern anger, saying, "Those in Beihe who have performed well or poorly will be summoned by Elder Fuqu for reward or punishment later."
Fuqu glanced at him indifferently, then nodded in front of everyone.
After the disciples dispersed, Fuqu gritted her teeth and stepped forward to give Yan Shanjun a slap.
"You're trying to trick me again. This time, half of the support was from your Sword Peak disciples, and the other half from my Lotus Peak disciples. In the end, you expect my Lotus Peak to reward them with pills?"
"That's not what I meant..." Yan Shanjun explained with a headache. Wasn't it just that his junior disciple had told him that he wanted her sister to keep a low profile?
The youngest disciple is exceptionally talented; he reached the Golden Core stage at the age of sixteen. Who wouldn't envy him if he told others!
Besides, most of the disciples performed poorly on this trip to Beihe, except for her outer sect elder sister, who stood out. It's not a big deal, so he can indulge her a little.
"Is your Sword Peak out of money?!"
"Oh dear, I'm out of money, but the prizes this time come from the sect's treasury. Don't worry, I definitely won't cheat you this time." After saying that, Yan Shanjun quickly slipped away.
This time there was no mishap, but there was one last time.
"..." Elder Fuqu looked at the old man who had disappeared, twitched her lips, and finally laughed after a long while.
It's good to hand it over to her; let her see what that girl is thinking.
Why would a perfectly good fifth-grade alchemist choose to go to some outer sect?
I heard that those old scoundrels from the Suspended Pot Sect are trying to steal her Lotus Peak. They really don't respect her Lotus Peak at all, do they?
Fuqu adjusted the ornate hair ornament on her head, turned around, raised her chin, and walked away.
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The five-person group.
Knowing that someone would be looking for Song Tingwan soon, the other four decided not to go anywhere and stayed to wait with her.
"I wonder what good things they'll give Master."
Baili Xijiang crossed his arms and tapped his forehead. "Having Elder Fuqu step in, I'm afraid it's just to distribute some pills?"
But the elixir was exactly what his master needed least.
In his heart, no elixir could compare to the one his master had refined.
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