The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 122: Deputy Section-level Title, Section-level Treatment

"Thank you, Uncle Yun." Fang Yang took it and felt the spiritual power filling the flying sword. He finally felt a little more balanced.

By calling him "Uncle Master" twice, I got a few more fifth-grade elixirs and a fifth-grade flying sword. It was not a loss at all.

"Brother Yun, I have something to ask you."

Luo Ling'er spoke softly to Yun Feihong.

"Okay, Junior Sister, please come to my Immortal Palace to talk again."

Yun Feihong and Luo Ling'er flew towards Zhijian Peak.

Fang Yang looked at the graceful figure, slightly distracted.

Ning Miaomiao pulled him aside and reminded him in a low voice:
"Fang Yang, Senior Sister Luo is devoted to the Tao, you must not have that kind of thought. If Senior Sister knew, she would be angry."

Fang Yang came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Miao Miao, you think too much, I just think it's a bit strange."

In his previous life, Bai Lianhua had seen countless intrigues and deceptions in the workplace, but Luo Linger gave him a different feeling.

I don’t know if it’s because of her good looks, but that gentle and warm smile always seems to be genuine.

But this world of cultivating immortals is so cruel, the demon sect is ruthless, and the righteous sect is strict. If Luo Linger is really a naive person, how could she reach such a high position?
This is like a female executive of a Fortune 500 company telling you that she is a simple and kind-hearted Xiao Baihua. Do you believe it?
"What's weird?"

Ning Miaomiao was puzzled.

Fang Yang shook his head, "It's okay."

Then he said innocently, "How can you say Master, Fairy Qin would be angry? Why would she be angry?"

Ning Miaomiao looked at Fang Yang and sighed, "You know how to hide it, but remember, you must not let others know about you and Senior Sister in Qingtang Mountain."

Before she finished speaking, Fang Yang already understood and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, Fairy Qin is my master now, how could I do such a beastly thing to betray my master and ancestors?"

Ning Miaomiao said "oh" and pointed at the flying sword in Fang Yang's hand.

"Below is Xiangdao Peak where the outer disciples are. You can try to control this flying sword now."

Fang Yang nodded and used Professor Qin Xueyan's "Snow Jade Skill" to control the flying sword. He was a little clumsy at first, but after practicing for about an hour, he was finally able to fly the sword.

But this flying sword was a bit too flashy, with silver light flashing all over it, and it looked like a target flying in the sky.

It seems that Yun Feihong is still a repressed bitch, even making a flying sword in such a fancy way.

The two flew to Xiangdao Peak, and Ning Miaomiao said, "Fang Yang, someone will come down to pick you up. With your cultivation level, no one in the outer sect will dare to bully you. You just need to practice with peace of mind."

"We will help you collect training resources and send them to you when we have the chance."

Fang Yang said solemnly: "Thank you!"

Ning Miaomiao smiled gently, "Why do we need to thank each other?"

Fang Yang also laughed, "It's me who is being hypocritical."

The two smiled at each other, without any romance between men and women, more like close friends who had shared weal and woe.

Ning Miaomiao stepped on the flying sword, soared into the sky, and soon disappeared.

After she left, the smile on Fang Yang's face gradually faded.

He encountered a big problem.

The gold finger disappeared!

Ever since he was seriously injured in Panhuanyuan, Fang Yang could no longer see other people’s secret labels.

At first he thought that he was seriously injured, lacking energy and blood, and unable to concentrate.

But Qin Xueyan had healed his injuries last night. He kept trying today, but the golden finger still did not come out.

He was a little uncomfortable after losing the cheat that allowed him to see through people's hearts.

After standing quietly in the air for a moment, Fang Yang smiled again.

Just treat Yunyu Town as a novice village, and the secret label is the novice gift package. He has now reached the fourth level of foundation building, which means he has passed the novice period. It is normal for the gift package to expire.

I will slowly explore it later to see if there is a way to renew the plug-in. Fang Yang stepped on the silver flying sword and flew into Xiangdao Peak. There were exclamations from the wooden houses and tile houses below.

"Wow! It's a flying sword!"

"This is a high-quality flying sword!"

"Which inner sect brother is it?"

"Too beautiful!"

Fang Yang couldn't help but laugh. This reaction was like a passerby seeing a Porsche speeding by and exclaiming in envy.

He landed under a huge rock with the word "Xiang Dao Feng" engraved on it. A man in a green robe hurried over and said to Fang Yang:

"May I ask this senior brother, is this the disciple of the senior sister, Fang Yang?"

Fang Yang nodded, "That's me."

"Wow!"

The man shouted exaggeratedly, walked forward and grabbed Fang Yang's hand.

"I knew that such a peerless beauty could only belong to Senior Brother Fang! No, you are even more handsome than I imagined!"

"Uh, you're flattered."

Fang Yang pulled his hand back and stared at the man. He was in his forties, with a small mustache on his chin and a flattering smile on his face, which made the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deep and long.

Fang Yang remembered that the office director of his company in his previous life was like this, smiling at everyone he met and with deep wrinkles on his face.

"May I ask your name, Senior Brother?"

"No, no, no! My name is Wang Feng, and I am in charge of serving the outer disciples of Xiang Dao Feng. Senior Brother Fang, just call me Junior Brother Wang."

Fang Yang looked at his weathered face, but he didn't call him "Junior Brother" after all, and laughed:
"Brother Wang, you are too polite. I will have to trouble you more in the future."

As he spoke, he took out two second-grade pills from his storage bag and stuffed them into Wang Feng’s hand.

Although he has the halo of being the apprentice of the eldest senior sister, he still needs to practice with Xiang Daofeng for these three months. It is necessary for him to have a good relationship with Wang Feng, the "logistics director".

Of course, out of caution, he tampered with one of the second-grade pills. As long as Wang Feng didn't harm him, he would be fine.

"No, no!" Wang Feng refused repeatedly. Fang Yang used a little force and stuffed the pill into his arms.

"Brother Wang, we hit it off right away. Wouldn't being too polite be alienating us?"

Wang Feng then accepted it and smiled even more enthusiastically.

"Brother Fang, your accommodation is ready, please follow me."

"Thank you."

Wang Feng took Fang Yang into Xiang Daofeng and passed by rows of wooden and tiled houses. These houses were a bit like the houses to be demolished in the modern world.

It looked a bit old, with all kinds of clothes hanging on the clotheslines outside each room.

As Fang Yang passed by, heads popped out of the windows of every room, with curious, envious, and inquiring glances cast over.

Wang Feng introduced: "These are the outer disciples who came this year. They all know about Brother Fang's efforts to help the eldest sister wipe out the Demon Sect, so they all admire you very much."

This sentence translates to: They all know that Fang Yang is a relative of someone with connections.

And he is a top-level connection person.

Wang Feng brought Fang Yang to the top of a mountain, where there was a single-family house with a beautiful environment. It was high above, overlooking the rows of small houses below.

Fang Yang was surprised, "Brother Wang, this is..."

Wang Feng smiled and said, "The higher-ups have already given instructions. Although Senior Brother Fang is an outer sect disciple, all his food, clothing and other expenses should be provided as if he were an inner sect disciple."

Fang Yang nodded.

Deputy section-level title, section-level treatment, right?
It’s good to have connections.

(End of this chapter)