Chapter 184 Climbing the Ladder
Nan Xiao stood there, trying to calm his heartbeat. Why was he so tired?
She raised her head and looked upwards. The figures of the eldest brother and his companions were gradually getting smaller, which showed that their speed was not affected at all.
Nan Xiao couldn't help but complain: "Are we really climbing the same stairs?"
They looked fine, but they felt chest tightness and shortness of breath after climbing such a short distance.
The gap between people is so big.
"Of course it's the same."
A deep male voice sounded beside her. Nan Xiao turned her head and saw that it was Gu An.
Nan Xiao withdrew his gaze and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
After his breathing stabilized, he began to climb slowly.
"Nan Xiao, I'm talking to you. I really want to ask you something."
Nan Xiao continued to climb with her head down, ignoring him.
Seeing this, Gu An had no choice but to take out his secret magic weapon.
A bag of freshly made spirit stones appeared in front of Nan Xiao, looking bright and shiny.
Nan Xiao's eyes lit up, and he quickly put the bag of spirit stones into his pocket.
Her attitude changed drastically, which made Gu An deeply understand what it meant to be blinded by money.
The person in front of me is...
Nan Xiao opened the spirit stone bag a little and glanced at the number of spirit stones. Based on her previous experience in counting spirit stones, she estimated that there were 50,000 spirit stones.
She put on a friendly smile and said, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Gu. The wind was so strong just now that I couldn't hear what you said. Come on, let's talk while we climb."
Gu An: “…”
What a realistic face.
Because Nan Xiao was moving slowly, Gu An also slowed down.
He asked, "Is it Shen Chaochao?"
It's not a question, it's an affirmation.
Nan Xiao knew what he was asking. After all, she had received the money, so she nodded and said, "Yeah."
Gu An asked again: "What did she do?"
Except for being nicer to his eldest senior brother, he was not nice to other disciples of the sect.
Among the senior disciples, Zhou Shiqing is considered to be tolerant and kind. The fact that he gave Shen Chaochao a cold face shows that Shen Chaochao must have done something extremely excessive.
Nan Xiao was silent for a moment before answering, "To murder a fellow disciple."
Seeing that Gu An was about to ask more, she interrupted him directly: "Fifty thousand spirit stones are enough. As for the details, I think it's better not to know them in the current situation, otherwise it will affect your climbing the ladder."
"One more thing to add: compared to your fellow disciples, you are relatively lucky."
At least I'm still alive.
Gu An: “…”
It feels like 50,000 spirit stones are wasted.
Finally, before Gu An left, Nan Xiao kindly said to him, "Stay away from her."
Gu An rolled his eyes. He already knew this.
Now, not only is he far behind others in distance, but he has also lost 50,000 spirit stones. What is he trying to achieve?
Although he really wanted to know what Shen Chaochao had done, Nan Xiao was right in saying that climbing the list was the most important thing now.
Gu An increased his speed and soon was far ahead of Nan Xiao.
Qiao Yue and Lu Huai also slowly caught up.
She asked: "Little Junior Sister, what did he say to you?"
Nan Xiao shook the bag of spirit stones in his hand and said with a smile, "You brought me spirit stones."
Putting aside other things, this kid Gu An is really rich. He gives out fifty thousand or one hundred thousand without blinking an eye. He is much more generous and wealthy than Song Hui.
If I had known earlier, I should have charged for the pills I gave him.
Loss.
Qiao Yue patted her head, her tone filled with doting and helplessness: "You!"
Nan Xiao chuckled.
One on the left and one on the right, holding their arms, walked up.
She glanced at the people around her.
They are basically inner disciples from various sects. Except for the three of them, the other direct disciples are far ahead.
Even Shen Chaochao is in the upper middle position.
She seemed to have embarrassed her disciples.
Nan Xiao's desire to win suddenly rose.
She is the sect's little pride and will never fall behind.
He raised his voice and said, "Senior sister, junior brother, let's go too."
After saying that, Nan Xiao rushed up another ten steps with all his strength.
Finally, she rested for a while, panting...
Whatever, with the senior brothers around, being a small loser isn't a bad thing. Better not to make things difficult for yourself and just work your way up.
This sudden rush made it really difficult for this small body to feel comfortable.
Lu Huai and Qiao Yue: “…………”
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Outside.
The eyes of several sect leaders were all on the senior disciples in the lead.
Not only the disciples inside were competing, but several sect leaders outside were also secretly competing.
Now Su Yan is two steps ahead, followed closely by Jiang Xia and Zhou Shiqing, and Yang Boyong is at the bottom.
The gap between them was not that big, and in just a few breaths, the first place was replaced.
Seeing Zhou Shiqing overtaking Su Yan and taking the lead temporarily, the Huanhai Sect Master immediately smiled happily and said to the others, "Sigh, Shiqing is such a jerk. He doesn't know how to be more low-key. Look how exhausted the kids behind him are."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Shiqing was overtaken by Jiang Xia again.
Lin Jingyuan immediately started to make sarcastic remarks: "Sometimes, it's better not to make a conclusion before the last moment."
The rankings changed again.
The Spirit Beast Sect Master smiled and said, "Sect Master Lin is right."
Lin Jingyuan: “…………”
The slap in the face came so fast, like a tornado.
Xiao Yanqing just watched quietly and did not participate in the discussion.
Sect Master Changning and Sect Master Sixiang remained silent throughout.
Why?
One was the last and the other was the second to last, and they were too embarrassed to speak.
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Eighty percent of the other disciples watching were focused on Nan Xiao.
Seeing that other direct disciples had reached more than 100 steps, Nan Xiao and the other two were still lingering at the 50th step.
There was a passionate young man who started to spray on the spot:
"Is she the reincarnation of a snail? It's ok for her to crawl so slowly, but why is she dragging my goddess along with her?"
"That's right. Li Buyan and Ye Lingling are almost at the 200th step, but Lu Huai is still at the 50th. It must be because Nan Xiao can't climb it herself, so she's deliberately holding them back. It's really too much. Isn't this just wasting their time?"
"That's right, it's too much..."
Someone in the crowd said weakly, "What if she's pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger again?"
Everyone: “…”
The long speech he was about to use to denounce Nan Xiao suddenly got stuck in his throat.
That seems to make sense...
Other disciples might not bother to play such tricks.
But she is Nan Xiao!!!
They had been teased by Nan Xiao so many times before that their faces were swollen and their spirit stone bags were emptied by her. To be on the safe side, everyone decided to hold off on their anger until the last moment.
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Nan Xiao, on her part, just wanted to say that this time it was real and she was not pretending.
The pressure increases with each step you take. If you climb multiple steps at once, the pressure on your body will be too great to bear.
In the blink of an eye, time passed from day to night.
Many disciples were exhausted and sat down to meditate and rest.
Even Jiang Xia and others who were running in the front stopped to rest.
Only a few people still persist.
Among them were Nan Xiao and two others.
Although they climbed the ladder slowly, they did so steadily.
Taking advantage of the time when everyone was resting, the three of them overtook many people and were only more than thirty steps away from Jian Mo and the others.
Nan Xiao thought, let's climb to a height similar to that of Senior Sister Jian and the others before resting. As the three of them continued to climb slowly, a malicious hand reached out...
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