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Chapter 198: The Rebirth of the Big Sister Black Heart Lotus (19)

"none of your business?"

Qingyao came close to Ye Muhan and said, "Let's go."

Ye Muhan's eyes flickered, and he glanced behind her as if afraid.

"They are just some insignificant people. Don't worry about them."

With such comfort from the junior sister, Ye Muhan was like an insecure little fledgling. He reached out and gently pulled Qingyao's sleeve, following her closely.

Zang Xiuzhu didn't know where he got the strength from, he jumped up and rushed straight towards Ye Muhan.

"stop!"

"But a mere menial servant, is this what Senior Sister is interested in?"

Junior brother?
This title has always been his exclusive!
Even after the little junior sister came and he was no longer the youngest, the eldest sister would still call him that.

Although he disdains it, it doesn't mean that anyone can replace him and have this title!
He attacked from behind with a sword in hand, stabbing Ye Muhan in the back.

Anyone who dares to insult the word "junior brother" should be washed away with his blood.

He is just a menial disciple. It’s no big deal if he dies.
However, the sword pierced into the air.

He was also exhausted, and after putting all his strength into the sword, he fell forward in a panic... and landed on his face.

"Ugh!"

Zang Xiuzhu was in so much pain that tears almost burst out.

Ever since he entered Ling Jian Peak and became her junior fellow apprentice, he has always been carefully cared for by her.

It has been five years, and it is no exaggeration to say that the beating and the fall he received today were the most serious injuries he had ever suffered!
And that lowly servant not only replaced his title of junior brother, but also replaced his position in her heart.

At this time, the androgynous bastard, after being pulled away by the eldest sister, snuggled into her arms, his face pale, tears in the corners of his eyes, and he looked down at him with a smug look in his eyes.

As if mocking his fall from grace.

Damn ant, how dare he provoke me like this!
Zang Xiuzhu seemed to have forgotten the pain, jumped up like a madman, raised his sword and stabbed!
Ye Muhan seemed to be frightened again, and was so scared that he wanted to shrink himself into that warm and sweet embrace.

Hmm, so fragrant, so soft, and so warm!
No wonder it was called the Land of Tenderness and the Tomb of Heroes, he actually felt a little addicted to it.

Qingyao glanced at the pretentious little thing, ignored him, and waved her sleeves.

"enough!"

The peak of the foundation building stage faced the tenth level of the Qi refining stage where the spiritual energy was running out. With just a flick of his sleeves, Zang Xiuzhu was like a typhoon passing through, and flew backwards at a speed ten times faster than before.

As luck would have it, it hit Su Yunke, who had just stood up and was about to launch a sneak attack.

Zang Xiuzhu's spiritual energy in his dantian was exhausted, and he fainted due to extreme anger.

Su Yunke groaned when he was hit, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted.

Many ordinary disciples of Ling Jianfeng who were nearby saw this scene. While they felt happy, they were also a little afraid of the current senior sister.

Qingyao called two disciples and said, "This person is disrespectful and rude. Send him to the Discipline Hall and give him the same punishment as Gu Huairou and the others."

The two disciples greeted Qingyao respectfully, then carried the two unconscious disciples on their backs and headed towards the Discipline Hall.

Ye Muhan gently pulled Qingyao's sleeve and lifted up that palm-sized beautiful little face, which had not yet fully grown but already had the potential to be a disaster.

That pale face, slightly furrowed brows, and red eyes made people feel sorry for her, but Qingyao refused!

She lowered her eyes and looked at him intently, her calm eyes revealing no emotion at all.

Even the words he asked were calm and steady, as if he were reading aloud.

"how?"

Ye Muhan: ...

If he had not already inquired about her background, he would have really suspected that she was practicing the way of ruthlessness.

He pursed his pale lips slightly, as if he was struggling for a moment before asking the question in his mind.

"Do they... hate me? Did I do something wrong?"

Qingyao: ...She really wanted to answer: Yes, it’s you who are too pretentious and you drive people crazy.

But when she thought about how it was she who called him "Junior Brother" just now, Zang Xiuzhu started to go crazy without caring about anything... Most of the blame should be hers.

So when the words came to her lips, she paused, raised her hand and touched the black-hearted lotus's head.

"How could that be? It's because they have not practiced well and their faith is not strong. It has nothing to do with you."

"Let's go, and practice well when we get back."

Ye Muhan rubbed his stomach, stuck out his pink tongue, and licked his lips: "Junior Sister, can I have something to eat?"

Qingyao was surprised: "Are you hungry again?"

Ye Muhan nodded embarrassedly.

He thought the other party would say, "Then I'll take you to the dining hall first."

However, Qingyao frowned and said, "The food in the dining hall has a lot of impurities, which is not good for your cultivation."

"Take a top-grade fasting pill and see how long you can last."

Why did she feel something was wrong?
Even though the elder of the Dan Hall only fed Ye Muhan a medium-grade fasting pill, it shouldn't be enough to make this guy so hungry that he would lick his lips before he could even last a whole day, right?

After failing to hook up, Ye Muhan accelerated the refining of the effect of the Bigu Pill for the second time: ...

Are the rumors wrong?

His savior actually secretly practiced the way of ruthlessness?
The two of them, each with their own thoughts, flew back to Lianli Peak on a sword.

After settling Ye Muhan down, Qingyao took out the communication jade pendant and contacted Manager Qian: "Do you have any top-grade spiritual rice?"

There was a reply very quickly, as if Manager Qian had been waiting for her message.

"Yes! Yes! From the top-grade Bailing rice that can be eaten during the Qi Refining Stage to the top-grade Dragon Scale rice that can only be eaten during the Spiritual Transformation Stage, we have everything!"

Qingyao thought for a moment and asked, "How much does the best quality spiritual rice from the Qi Refining Stage to the Golden Core Stage cost?"

Manager Qian's voice was filled with expectation: "One grain of top-grade white spirit rice in the Qi Refining stage costs one grain of lower-grade spirit stone, one grain of top-grade green spirit rice in the Foundation Establishment stage costs ten grains of lower-grade spirit stone, and one grain of top-grade gold spirit rice in the Golden Core stage costs one grain of middle-grade spirit stone. How many do you want, Fellow Daoist Sang?"

Qingyao: ...

Lingmi is sold by grain? Shouldn't it be sold by kilogram?

But she was not picky and replied directly: "Give me a pound of white and green spirit rice to try first. If the goods are good, I will order more."

Manager Qian is extremely excited!

really!

Direct disciples are different, he likes this wealthy and powerful appearance!
"Okay, okay! I'll prepare it right away. You can activate the sub-disk and receive it directly."

Qingyao activated the sub-plate as instructed, and signed the contract according to the process, specifically noting that every grain must be top-grade white spirit rice and top-grade green spirit rice.

With this clause, anything else inside will be considered impurities and inferior goods passed off as good ones, and the transaction will not be established.

Manager Qian sighed at how meticulous Fellow Daoist Sang was, but he had no intention of cheating, so naturally he didn't care.

After a moment, the transaction was completed, and Qingyao opened the white spirit rice and the green spirit rice and took a look.

A quick scan with her spiritual sense made her raise her eyebrows.

This pound of Bailing rice actually has exactly fifty grains, no more, no less.

However, a pound of Qingling rice only has five grains, as if it were ten times more expensive.

From the appearance, this grain of rice is much fatter than ordinary rice in the modern dimension, and emits a soft light.

Picking up a grain, it was quite heavy. A rough estimate showed that the spiritual energy contained in a grain of white spirit rice was 20% less than that of a low-grade spirit stone. However, the spiritual energy it contained was relatively mild and it was filling enough to eat.

The weight of Qingling rice is even more obvious, one grain weighs two taels, and the spiritual energy contained in it is equivalent to the total amount of nine low-grade spirit stones.

To have such a good appearance, it is much better than what the original owner remembered.

It seems that Manager Qian did not lie to her. This is indeed the best among its kind!
(End of this chapter)