After the cannon fodder sect accepted me as a disciple, all members ascended

Chapter 13 Because She's Bad Enough
Si Nian was stunned, and when he reacted, he just looked up.

The outer disciple who had stuffed the book into her arms had disappeared.

"Who is that person? What did he stuff into your mouth?" Hong Qiao came back to her senses from her daze and walked to Si Nian.

He stretched his head curiously and looked into her arms.

"I don't know. He looks like an outer disciple like us."

Si Nian scratched his head, racking his brains to remember who this person was from the back.

"Who is she? She looks so plain! I just saw her, how come I can't remember her at all? High ponytail, do you know who she is?"

Si Nian was still looking at the direction where the man disappeared, his tone a little anxious.

She didn't know why, but for the past month, she always felt like she was being observed and monitored.

It’s true when I’m practicing sword and it’s also true when I’m listening to lessons.

Especially when swinging the sword in the morning, she was already half asleep, holding the wooden sword in her hand, closing her eyes, and swinging it around with everyone else.

Based on the key points she had gathered from dozing off in school over the years, she just had to mechanically swing the sword with everyone.

Even if it's almost there, no one will notice.

But it’s really strange!

Every time she closed her eyes, someone would hit her on the back of the head from behind!
Or maybe he was lazy and raised his sword lower, and his head exploded again!

But when she turned around angrily, all she saw were her bitter-faced fellow disciples who, like her, did not want to practice sword.

It's because of this feeling that someone is secretly monitoring me.

This month, she didn't have a chance to get distracted while in class.

That’s why every time it’s over, I drag my tired body and fall asleep.

Now this disciple, whose appearance he couldn't even remember, was stuffing something into his arms?

Si Nian seriously suspected that there was something wrong with this disciple!
Hong Qiao shook her head. "Forget it. Doesn't every sect always have a few people with average talent, average looks, average personalities, and average popularity?"

"It's normal that you can't remember. Anyway, all the outer disciples will participate in the selection tomorrow. Won't we know then?"

"Okay, stop talking and let me see what he stuffed into you."

Si Nian sighed heavily through his nose, then looked over carefully.

Is this... a notebook?
Or is it Fu Xiu’s notes?
"What? I thought it was a useful book, but it turns out to be just a collection of talisman cultivation tips?"

Hongqiao read the beginning and then looked away with disdain.

Her goal is to become a sword cultivator, and she is most impatient with talisman cultivators, alchemy cultivators, etc.

As the saying goes, in the face of absolute power, even the top-level talisman practitioners have to think carefully.

So when Hongqiao saw this booklet full of scribbles, she immediately lost interest.

"It seems that even the most ordinary people in our outer sect think you are not good enough. Otherwise, why would they give you this before the exam?"

Si Nian didn't say anything, he just felt the gaze of being observed coming again from behind him.

Still two!

She turned around suddenly!
Stand in a half horse stance and look left and right vigilantly.

Apart from a few scattered disciples around her, no one looked in her direction.

However, her sudden turn startled the female cultivators closest to her.

They all distanced themselves from her.

"Hiss... This is really weird..." Si Nian muttered to himself with a frown.

Hongqiao was no longer surprised by her startled look.

Crossing his arms, he said, "Alright, I won't talk to you anymore. You should go back and try to catch up."

After saying that, she tossed her high ponytail and turned away.

Si Nian stood there, tilting his head and thinking for a long time.

After a while, there was a clap of hands.

"Forget it. He's not here to assassinate me anyway, so who cares?"

He picked up a piece of dogtail grass from the roadside, put it in his mouth, and walked towards his thatched house in a swagger.

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From a distance, Yu Jiaojiao and Lu Zhiming, who were still hiding behind a tree, took off their invisibility talismans after seeing her leave.

Yu Jiaojiao stretched her neck to make sure Si Nian was completely gone.

He turned around and patted Lu Zhiming's shoulder with satisfaction, "Very good! Well done!" Lu Zhiming looked at Si Nian's back and sighed.

This Si Nian is really careless... He's been hitting me on the forehead every day for a month, but he doesn't take it to heart at all...

Sometimes, Lu Zhiming even wondered if Si Nian had been beaten stupid by him.

"What did you ask me to give her?" Lu Zhiming asked, looking away.

"The senior brother's experience manual." Yu Jiaojiao answered as a matter of course.

"Big Brother agreed?"

"Big Brother doesn't know."

"Oh, all right."

"I got it now."

Suddenly, Mingchen's voice, suppressing his anger, came from behind the two people.

Yu Jiaojiao and Lu Zhiming shuddered and were petrified on the spot.

"I was wondering... why couldn't I find my booklet today? So you guys took it?"

Yu Jiaojiao turned her head inch by inch with a stiff neck and looked at Mingchen's smiling face, "Uh..."

Then he forced a smile, "Big Brother, why are you here?"

Mingchen took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Forget it this time, it won't happen next time."

Yu Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, "You're not going to nag anymore?"

Ming Chen sighed: "Even if you took my booklet and gave it to her, what would happen? Si Nian is just practicing Qi."

"The talismans in the booklet were all extracted from ancient talisman formations, so they are already incomplete."

"With her cultivation level at the Qi training stage, she can't even comprehend the formation and talismans above."

"Besides, in tomorrow's assessment, only those who have passed the entire Heart-Searching Stage and successfully established their foundation within this month will be qualified to become a direct disciple."

"It's useless for her to read this booklet."

Yu Jiaojiao paused. She just thought that Si Nian asked her to go down the mountain to sell talismans every now and then, and maybe he was a talisman cultivator.

That's why I stuffed the eldest brother's booklet into her. I never thought that this booklet would be of no use to Si Nian?
Seeing that Yu Jiaojiao looked listless, he looked at Lu Zhiming, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Mingchen finally couldn't help but ask.

"You don't practice every day, but just want Si Nian to become your personal disciple? Why?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhiming, who had been silent all the time, was shocked.

He said solemnly, "Because she's such a jerk."

Mingchen:?
Lu Zhiming continued, "Seeing her doing things every day that I want to do but can't do, I feel upset. Big Brother, I can't bear to see her happy!"

Mingchen's mouth twitched twice and he looked up at the sky.

It turns out this is pure hatred.

"Jiaojiao, what about you?"

Yu Jiaojiao tilted her head slightly and thought about it.

In every sect, whether they are outer or inner disciples, they are always respectful when meeting the direct disciples.

No matter what I do, I get compliments that are inconsistent with what I do. It's hard to tell whether it's true or not.

But Si Nian is different. She always treats everyone equally and will express directly whether she likes or dislikes something.

This is what a human being is!

A living, flesh-and-blood person with emotions!
But these reasons were too complicated to explain, so Yu Jiaojiao summarized them.

He said decisively, "I just like her ignoring me!"

Ming Chen: “…”

Holding onto the tree, "In short, the assessment depends on personal ability. Tomorrow, it will all depend on her."

After taking two steps, Mingchen felt uneasy again and turned back: "Jiaojiao, I still say the same thing, if you meet someone like Si Nian again, especially a man..."

"You must stay away from him!"

(End of this chapter)