Baili Xijiang's idea is very good.
However, Lord Yanshan smiled and refused.
Xiao Long looked at him with resentment and frustration.
"Our dragon clan's treasures are no less valuable than the Heaven-Mending Bamboo."
His father's treasure trove contained a bunch of shiny things, and many ancient artifacts that seemed ready to bite him if he touched them.
Yan Shanjun raised an eyebrow. "That shouldn't be something you brought up."
He knew that this little dragon called Song Tingwan his master.
After all, he's simple-minded and doesn't even try to hide it.
Those unaware of the inside story might think the young people were just playing around, but someone as clear as him about the extraordinary nature of Song Tingwan knew that the title of master and disciple was probably well-deserved.
If they could truly nurture a supreme alchemist, would the Dragon Clan steal the credit from the Sword Inquiry Sect?
His younger sister is his apprentice.
How could we let the dragons steal our benefits?
Furthermore, he looked at his little disciple, whose expression remained steadfast throughout the light screen, and anticipated the great surprise she would bring to the Sword Inquiry Sect.
Baili Xijiang couldn't quite understand what he was saying, but following his gaze, it landed on his younger sister.
He slapped his forehead. "That's right. If you really didn't get it, you can't just refuse your little apprentice when she asks for it. She's your little apprentice."
If you buy from him, he might even give you a special price for a master-apprentice relationship.
He's just being immature.
Baili Xijiang nodded seriously, then sighed again, gazing longingly at the two people on the screen.
Come on, you must get his master's Heaven-Mending Bamboo!
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Another major event has occurred at the Sword Inquiry Sect.
Second Senior Brother Chu Hou is back!
That's the Rakshasa clan member who devoured the entire clan but is vegetarian, and who loves to pick fights.
On his first day back, he declared that he would challenge for first place in this year's Sword Quest Competition.
Such an arrogant person attracted many newly initiated disciples to come and watch.
Yun Qian, speechless, dragged his junior brother away, saying, "Didn't you have enough fighting outside? The rules for this year's Sword Quest Competition have changed; it's a team competition now. The first place goes to our junior sister, Song Siyao."
With crimson eyes, white hair, and gold earrings, Chu Hou arrogantly curled his lips and said, "Then I want to fight with Junior Sister."
Yun Qian slapped him on the shoulder, "Hit me, hit me, hit me! Hurry up and change back into your disciple robes. You never wear your clothes properly."
Every time Yun Qian saw his second junior brother, he felt like a mother hen. His junior sister was so easy to take care of that he could forget about his troublesome junior brother for a while.
Chu Hou glared at him, his red eyes slightly contorted, and he reluctantly tugged at the wolf-head shirt that partially exposed his chest muscles.
"This is my spoils of war. That berserk wolf demon that went mad was at the Mahayana stage, but my Rakshasa Palm shattered its bones with a single blow."
He proudly tossed the wolf head on his body, causing Yun Qian to take a step away from him in disgust.
“Junior Sister is in the Nascent Soul stage. If you hurt her, Master will not forgive you.”
Chu Hou, unconcerned, blurted out arrogantly, "So what if you punish me?"
No sooner had they finished speaking than Yan Shanjun's telepathic message reached their ears.
"You want me to punish you? But I don't have time. Come and watch your junior sister climb the nine-story pagoda. She's much better than you guys."
Unlike his patience with Song Siyao, Yan Shanjun was not so gentle with his troublesome second disciple.
Upon hearing that his junior sister was so strong, Chu Hou immediately teleported away, leaving Yun Qian behind, calling for him to change into his disciple's robes.
That troublesome junior brother! I miss his obedient junior sister.
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Song Tingwan stayed in bed.
After setting up the protective array taught by the Mahayana-stage array master, which isolated everything, she stretched out her wrist, revealing a dark purple mark under her sleeve, and waved it in the air.
Ghostly energy flowed from the mark, transforming into a tall human figure.
"Owner."
"This month's Rejuvenating Pill."
Song Tingwan handed over the seventh-grade pill. A wisp of ghostly energy extended and enveloped the pill, after which the dark ghostly energy surged even faster.
The white ball of fluff rolling around on her bed turned around, looked at it, and jumped down, revealing its belly in front of the ghostly aura.
Song Tingwan smiled without saying a word, watching as the ghostly energy transformed into a hand and gently rubbed the little guy's belly.
“I always felt that you must have been a righteous cultivator in your previous life.”
She's very serious and methodical, but she's very gentle with cute, fluffy creatures like Xiao Ao.
Ling teased the little guy for a while, until Xiao Ao shook his fur and jumped onto Song Tingwan's lap, then he seemed to recall something and spoke: "I've taken many of your pills, but my memory is still blurry, however..."
His emotionless voice suddenly hesitated, and the ghostly aura in the room all turned towards her.
Song Tingwan remained unfazed and fearless, raising her eyebrows as she followed his words, "But what, does it concern me?"
He seemed equally puzzled, the ghostly aura lingering just inches from her face before finally receding completely after a long while.
"Yes, and no."
He actually hesitated.
Song Tingwan's bright, smiling eyes deepened slightly. "Yes and no, do you have a grudge against me?"
Zero denied this without hesitation.
"wrong."
He once again extended his ghostly aura, gathering it in front of her face, scrutinizing the dancing ghostly energy.
"I feel like...you look familiar."
Her heart was filled with shock, but she turned her gaze calmly to the ghostly aura before her, even moving closer to let him see it. "Take another look. If you remember that you have a grudge against me, you can kill me right now."
Her gentle tone was like water, even her soft laughter, yet it revealed a cool indifference and a tender allure.
In her hand, a stack of spirit jade tokens from the Mahayana stage was quietly held, and beneath Song Tingwan's smiling eyes lay icy coldness.
Although they love furry things, it doesn't conflict with bad people.
She didn't dare to gamble.
On her lap, the little dog, who was lying on his knees covering his eyes and playing with himself, glanced at them quietly, then secretly revealed his little paws and sharp canine teeth.
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