Cen Ji lowered his eyes and looked at the door in front of him, with a cold look in his eyes.
"My Lord, my spiritual roots have not been restored today." Ghost Blade appeared beside Cen Ji and bowed to remind him.
Cen Ji looked at the reflections of the two people on the window of Wu Bai's house and felt a little annoyed.
Yan Ying would throw herself into his arms during the day, but would come to have fun with others at night.
When she was with him, there was always something in her eyes, but she spoke softly to Wu Bai and there was no sign of calculation on her part.
It seems that what she said is completely unreliable. She also said that she would be good to him. She suddenly approached him, probably just on a whim.
Cen Ji stared at Wu Bai's door intently, his eyes wishing they could turn into sharp swords that could penetrate the wooden door and kill the two people inside.
"My Lord, let's go back." Ghost Blade reminded again.
Cen Ji withdrew his gaze, turned around with a very bad expression and went back to his room.
......
"You sold your spot?"
"Shh, auntie, please keep your voice down." Wu Bai put her index finger to her lips and said in a low voice with a frown.
Yan Ying looked at Wu Bai in disbelief.
Wu Bai just said that he should have passed all the tests last year, but when he was competing, the disciple opposite him was the son of a wealthy businessman in the imperial city.
He was born into a farming family, and even if he won, others would find a way to make him lose, so he had no choice but to agree to lose to the son of the wealthy businessman. He could get some money, but he would have to stay in the outer sect for another year.
"Are you a fool? If you win, won't he be eliminated? Why doesn't he let you enter the inner gate?" Yan Ying said angrily.
Wu Bai hung his head and puffed out his cheeks, like a puppy that had made a mistake and dared not say a word.
"I...the sect has a record of my origin. If he finds my home, my father might have to sleep on the streets." Wu Bai said dejectedly.
"Did he tell you?" Yan Ying asked with her head tilted. She had never thought that such a thing would happen in the sect.
Wu Bai didn't answer, which was considered as tacit consent.
"So if you meet a powerful disciple again this year, what will you do?"
"Even if he is not the son of a wealthy businessman, if he is the son of an official or a son of a noble family, what will you do? Will you give the quota to him again?" Yan Ying asked with a frown.
"That means I have no chance of practicing cultivation..." Wu Bai choked with a pout, looking like he was about to cry again.
Yan Ying didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Why are you so cautious? Those records you mentioned... shouldn't be disclosed to ordinary disciples, right?"
"Besides, this is Guiyun Sect. I dare not say anything else, but the selection of new disciples should be fair and just. I will be there on the day of the selection. I want to see who dares to use these tricks." Yan Ying stretched out her hand and slowly clenched her fist in front of Wu Bai.
Wu Bai heard the creaking of the joints in Yan Ying's hands and swallowed in fear.
"You! Use all your strength. If you fail, I will beat you to death!" Yan Ying looked at Wu Bai viciously, and swung her fist in the air as if she was going to hit Wu Bai in the face in the next second.
Wu Bai leaned to one side, not daring to speak, and could only nod heavily.
Yan Ying stood up from the chair. She still had to find Cen Ji, and Cen Ji also had to enter the inner door smoothly.
When Wu Bai saw Yan Ying was about to leave, he quickly stood up and rushed to the door to open it.
Yan Ying nodded. This boy is quite perceptive.
In the original text, Wu Bai did not succeed in entering the inner gate, and stayed in the outer gate like Cen Ji. The two seemed to have a good relationship. After Cen Ji became a demon, Wu Bai stayed by his side.
Yan Ying thought to herself that she had to build a good relationship with Wu Bai. Since he was Cen Ji's good friend, maybe he could help her when she couldn't appease Cen Ji.
"Wu Bai, you..." Yan Ying walked to the door and suddenly turned around to look up and down at the young man in front of her.
Wu Bai blushed a little when Yan Ying looked at her, and her big eyes looked at herself unnaturally following Yan Ying's gaze.
"What, what happened?" Wu Bai stuttered.
"You're short of money, aren't you?" Yan Ying asked with a sly look. "I can give you a way to earn spirit stones. Do you want one?"
Wu Bai frowned and thought for a moment, wondering why this girl was so abnormal today. She wanted to help him enter the inner gate and make money for him. How could such a good thing happen in the world?
"Do you want it?" Yan Ying asked again.
Wu Bai nodded hesitantly.
Yan Ying smiled triumphantly. "I can give you spirit stones. All you have to do is keep an eye on Cen Ji and help him with small chores like serving food and sweeping the floor. Just do what I tell you to do."
After listening to Yan Ying's words, Wu Bai felt a little clearer.
It seems Yan Ying is still trying to please Cen Ji. He felt strange the last time she asked him to deliver something to Cen Ji, but this time it seems she is even more certain of what he is thinking...
Cen Ji must have something on her!
"These are for you. I'll order them for half a year."
Yan Ying took out a bag of spirit stones from her Qiankun bag and threw it to Wu Bai.
"There are twenty high-grade spirit stones in here. Is that enough?"
Wu Bai took the bag and even after he put the spirit stones into his pocket, he still felt like he was dreaming. It really was like pie falling from the sky.
"Is it enough?" Yan Ying watched Wu Bai silently put the spirit stones into his pocket.
"Enough, enough, enough! From now on you are my aunt, whatever you say is what it comes to pass!" Wu Bai said flatteringly with curved eyebrows.
Twenty top-grade spirit stones. Spirit stones are much more valuable than gold and silver.
The last time he lost to the rich businessman's son, he gave him ten taels of silver. Ten taels of silver was equivalent to about ten medium-grade spirit stones.
Yan Ying nodded and patted Wu Bai's shoulder with satisfaction. "Then I'll leave Cen Ji to you. Keep an eye on him. If he has any problems, let me know immediately."
"Okay, okay, I will move to the house next to Cen Ji starting tomorrow. Don't worry, I will keep a close eye on him!" Wu Bai promised, patting his chest.
Yan Ying smiled, turned around and left, walking towards the quiet room.
It was almost midnight and curfew was about to begin. She had to return to Yuankun Peak before the patrolling disciples arrived.
Yan Ying peeked inside through the crack in the silent door.
"Why don't you turn on the lights at night? It's so dark, there must be no one here..." Yan Ying frowned and knocked on the door gently.
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