Leaving aside the fact that Sect Leader Yan went around showing off his stalactite to everyone after obtaining it, Song Tingwan also began her daily routine of slacking off in the outer sect.
It's supposed to be slacking off, but we're in class every day, class, class.
Even the outer gates weren't as leisurely as she had imagined.
Except in special circumstances, only one day of personal leave may be taken per month.
If I obtain Lord Yanshan's elixir in the future, how will I find an excuse to go out and refine the pill?
Refining an eighth-grade pill is not easy. Even ordinary pills take several days to be produced, and half a month is considered fast for an eighth-grade pill.
Not to mention the extraordinary celestial phenomena that occurred when the pill was completed. The lightning that struck made everyone aware that the outer sect of the Sword Inquiry Sect had a disciple who could refine eighth-grade pills.
Too high-profile, not good, not good.
Song Tingwan frowned in distress, while Qin Xi, who was eating spiritual food nearby, mysteriously approached her.
"Wan'er, look over there!"
She snapped out of her daze and followed Qin Xi's gaze. A male cultivator walked into the entrance of the medicinal cuisine hall, attracting considerable attention.
It wasn't his appearance, but the giant sword he carried on his back.
Wrapped in tattered cloth, the tall figure carried it diagonally on his back, the hilt of the knife even taller than its owner.
Song Tingwan couldn't help but glance at it a couple more times.
"Isn't his knife exceptionally long?" Qin Xi chuckled at her expression, knowing Wan'er would be surprised.
"Indeed, but wouldn't this knife be extremely inconvenient for fighting?"
Song Tingwan stared at it for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.
Is this a personification of the scenario where I give you a 500-meter head start in a fight, but when I pull out my knife, it turns out to be 501 meters long?
Imagine the competition starts with the sound of gongs and drums, but the opponent pulls out a knife and you can't even get close. It's both funny and absurd.
"Perhaps, it seems no one has ever seen him draw his sword."
Seeing that she was interested, Qin Xi continued to tell her about this person.
"His name is Wan Qiji. He arrived at the outer courtyard two days ago, supposedly through connections..."
Upon hearing the name Wan Qiji, Song Tingwan, who was drinking soup, paused, then suddenly looked up to examine the man's face closely.
With his broken eyebrows and dark skin, he wore a simple and neat disciple's robe that fit him very well, revealing his bulging muscles clearly.
Dual cultivation of the blade and its body.
Song Tingwan put down her spoon in shock.
Good grief, it's one thing to have a cricket behind your back.
The cricket landed on her brother-in-law.
That was rash and presumptuous.
"What's wrong? Do you know him?"
Song Tingwan smiled and shook her head, pretending to be calm as she continued drinking her soup.
Qin Xi noticed that she looked at Wan Qiji with complicated emotions, recalling the discussions about Wan Qiji that she had overheard in the past two days.
"Although he entered through the outer gate suddenly, the fact that he used the back door needs further investigation."
"Oh? Why?"
Song Tingwan watched the distance without showing any emotion. Wan Qiji, carrying the large sword on his back, went to the window to collect two meals and then sat down three steps away from them.
A taciturn body cultivator.
She put down her spoon, somewhat lost in thought. How could two people who didn't talk much and liked to fight end up together?
Could it be that feelings developed through fighting?
Tsk, looks like I'll need to prepare more healing pills.
"Oh dear, look, the Wanqi family's people have arrived."
Just as Qin Xi was about to explain, he looked up and saw three disciples walking towards Wan Qiji together.
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan looked over and saw that the three men looked very arrogant, standing in front of her future brother-in-law without saying a word.
With a thud, a meal was thrown at the feet of Wanqiji, who was quietly eating with his head down.
Song Tingwan's eyes flickered slightly, and her gaze toward the three disciples turned cold.
"Look, it's them. Ever since he entered the Sword Inquiry Sect, those members of the Wanqi family's collateral branches who entered the inner sect have been causing him trouble every day."
That's why the claim that he entered the sect through back channels needs further investigation.
"You think you're worthy to eat this?"
Not content with smashing one plate, the man reached out to grab the meal from Wan Qiji's hand. Wan Qiji, who had been eating with his brows furrowed, looked up and silently pressed down on the plate.
"Oh ho, you dare to glare at me? Do you really think you're the eldest young master of the Wanqi family?"
The man continued to exert force, and the two locked in a stalemate. The body cultivator exerted a slight force that no one else could match.
"You piece of trash! Let go!"
The vulgar words and irritable voices drew the attention of many disciples, but they held back and didn't step forward after seeing that the disciples were dressed in inner sect robes.
The three of them shouted insults and mocked, but Wan Qiji never let go.
"Are you mute?! I'll let you eat if you just say you're a piece of trash! Do you hear me?!"
"Thud—"
The insults and humiliation were interrupted by the crisp sound of porcelain clashing. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman with a face like a lotus flower and slightly furrowed eyebrows. She was slender and had a delicate, frail appearance.
The three men were dazzled by her appearance, then said in a harsh tone, "Mind your own business."
Song Tingwan's eyes remained calm. "With these senior brothers making such a racket, how can anyone eat?"
"If you don't like the noise, then get lost. Don't bother us while we're disciplining someone."
"This is the outer gate dining hall."
The woman's voice was calm and gentle, yet unyielding, which drew the agreement of the already dissatisfied outer disciples.
"That's right, we've been arguing every day lately, and I can't even eat in peace."
Qin Xi, who was not afraid of trouble, chimed in when Song Tingwan spoke up: "Once you enter the Sword Inquiry Sect, you should abide by the sect's rules. Do you really think the sect is your family's place to do whatever you want?"
"you!"
"We are inner disciples!"
Half of the disciples who were condemning the incident fell silent, but Song Tingwan seemed to have heard a joke, saying, "What a coincidence, my elder brothers and sisters in the clan are also in the inner sect."
She wasn't bluffing. The Yunyin Clan didn't have any particularly bad talents. Of the nine people who came out, she was the only one from the outer sect, while the rest were all from the inner sect.
Although he looked down on her for her low cultivation level, she still received some spiritual herbs from Song Tingqi yesterday.
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