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

Chapter 29: Results of an Afternoon's Battle

"What?!" Yu Jiaojiao shouted, her eyes wide as big as two eggs.

"Isn't that nothing? Junior Sister, is your heart made of black iron? So indestructible?"

"If it were me, I would tear them apart right there and then!"

"Not only did I tear them apart, I also..."

When Yu Jiaojiao wanted to continue speaking, her eyes met Ming Chen who was standing beside her.

Seeing him shaking his head at her, Yu Jiaojiao's tone paused.

He took two deep breaths and then said, "Forget it, stay away from them from now on. It's unlucky just to see them."

After a pause, Yu Jiaojiao continued, "Then why do you keep sighing?"

Speaking of this issue, Mingchen on the side also looked over.

Si Nian was stunned. She was just thinking about the plot about the secret realm in the original work.

But when she was reading the book, she was only focused on the heroine's show-off moments, and skipped over the other descriptions.

Who knew that he would travel through time?

Or did she travel through time and space and become a cannon fodder female supporting character who died after appearing in just a few dozen chapters?
After thinking about it, the plot doesn't make sense at all.

Then he sighed.

Si Nian's gaze fell on the two people beside him.

Yu Jiaojiao was hesitant to speak, worried about her appearance. And Mingchen, although he didn't say a word, stood in front of her all the time, concerned about her appearance...

Si Nian's heart moved, and a warm current passed through him.

But he still used that nonchalant look to change the subject:
"I'm thinking, we're all direct disciples, and it's ridiculous that we don't even have a unified symbol."

"Look at the Guiyuan Sect. Their disciples all wear flowing purple robes, and the sect logo is sewn on with gold thread!"

"Lingxiao Sect and Lianxu Sect both have the same jade token, but our sect doesn't have anything."

Yu Jiaojiao was immediately distracted by her, "No money."

Then, as if remembering something, he came closer to Si Nian and said, "I heard that the previous sect master was a sword cultivator, and when he ascended to heaven, he used up all the valuables in the sect."

"After all, if a sword cultivator comes out, three generations will be poor, so Master is still cleaning up his mess."

Thinking of the old man squatting on the street setting up a stall at his age.

The corners of Si Nian's mouth twitched.

Sin ah.

Ming Chen frowned upon hearing this and asked in confusion, "It's been almost five hundred years since the last Sect Master ascended to heaven. How did you know?"

"I..." Yu Jiaojiao's tone paused.

"It is said that."

"Who said that?"

"...Ba ba ba." Yu Jiaojiao mumbled something, but Mingchen couldn't hear it clearly.

"What did you say?"

“…Thousand Machine Pavilion…”

"...Jiaojiao, what does Master usually teach us? Don't read those random secrets about cultivating immortals! Now he's telling them to Junior Sister, really..."

Si Nian looked at Ming Chen and started his nagging educational mode again.

Yu Jiaojiao rolled her eyes helplessly, lowered her head, picked her ears from time to time, and made a face at Si Nian.

A strange feeling suddenly arose in Si Nian's heart.

When she first came into this world of cultivating immortals, she still had the mentality of lying down like an ostrich.

I just want to stay as far away from these people as possible.

But now, she has been completely involved in it, so...

"How many spirit stones does a uniform cost? The old man can't take care of it, so I can take care of it!"

Si Nian had just said this with great pride when Ming Chen hit him on the head.

"Be careful how you address your Master."

Yu Jiaojiao's eyes lit up and she was about to say something, but then she thought of Si Nian's usual frugal...

Suspiciously asked, "Really?"

"Of course! This is called cohesion! Cohesion!"

"No, I mean... do you really have that many spirit stones?"

Si Nian tilted his head and thought about it. He had earned a lot of spirit stones from setting up a stall before, but before he had time to spend it, he was lured into the sect by the second senior sister.

In the past few months, Second Senior Sister gave her gold coins from time to time, and she saved them well.

How much money can I get to buy a few clothes?

Thinking of this, Si Nian felt more confident.

He patted his chest and said, "Really? Buy anything!" "Quick, quick, I just saw a most suitable robe for a disciple. It's very impressive..."

……

*
On the main peak.

Si Nianxiao's eyes curved into two small crescents, "Third Brother, this is yours."

"And this one belongs to Fourth Senior Brother."

Lu Zhiming and Wei Yi looked at each other with stiff expressions. After considering for a long time, they tentatively spoke:
"Is this the result of your afternoon's battle?"

"Yes, this is so impressive! So intimidating! It will let people know at a glance that we are direct disciples of the Wuji Sect!"

Wei Yi was as silent as usual, but his brows were furrowed so tightly that they could almost pinch a fly to death.

Lu Zhiming opened his mouth and raised the object in his hand to his eyes in disbelief. "Is this a handmade wooden figure?"

He turned it over and over to look at it carefully, and said in disbelief, "And why is mine a wooden figurine of a woman?"

Yu Jiaojiao hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Who said it was a girl? You can't say it's a girl just because it has red cheeks! It's so beautiful!"

As she spoke, she covered the wooden figure hanging around her waist.

Fortunately, I was there when my junior sister asked someone to carve.

She praised herself to the man in time, and then she carved out the image of a wise and brave female knight.

Otherwise, according to the description given by my junior sister, who knows what shape I would be carved into.

Si Nian watched with a smile as everyone hung up the little figures.

It's true that plans can't keep up with the speed of change.

Who would have thought that a few ordinary robes could cost as much as three hundred high-grade spirit stones.

Fortunately, she saw the wooden figures carved on the roadside in a blink of an eye.

She immediately paid him to carve these five little figures according to her description.

He also carefully carved the Wuji Sect's logo on the wooden man's chest.

Who says that a sect's token of loyalty must be a jade pendant, gold or silver?

This wooden one is also very good!

Mingchen sadly put away the little man holding the flute and frowning and preaching.

Clearing his throat, he said, "Alright, this is all from Junior Sister's heart."

After Mingchen spoke, the others didn't say anything more.

Only Lu Zhiming looked at his red-cheeked little man again and again with a conflicted expression.

"Junior Sister, am I such... such... shy in your heart?"

Si Nian looked him up and down and said seriously, "No."

"then you…"

"Oh, this is carved based on how you looked when you were beaten by Elder Zhao."

Lu Zhiming: “…” Thank you so much.

*
After returning to his cave, Si Nian placed the little man he had been holding in his hand on the table.

The wooden figure was carved into the shape of a little girl with two buns, holding a pen in one hand and with the other on her waist.

The face is smiling and is carved vividly.

Si Nian stared at him for a long time before a bright smile appeared on his face.

He took out a forked brush and a stack of yellow talismans from the cabinet.

He opened the book of talismans that the old man gave him.

Stroke by stroke, the spirit gathering array that had been abandoned for a long time was set up again.

In fact, everyone is pretty nice to me, so I'll just treat them as my direct disciples.

At worst, you can just lie down less for two days.

　Easter eggs:
　　Si Nian sat opposite the craftsman, chin in hand. "My senior brother... is a bit long-winded. He likes to act cool and play his broken flute when he has nothing to do."

　　"My second senior sister..."

　　Yu Jiaojiao snatched it away: "Her second senior sister is so heroic! Beasts love each other when they see beasts, and flowers bloom when they see flowers!"

　　Si Nian touched his chin: "Uh, that's fine."

　　"My third senior brother appears to be a tough, manly man, but behind the scenes he is sentimental and sentimental."

　　"Characteristics? The characteristic is... I blush when being chased and beaten by the elders."

　　"As for Fourth Brother...his silence is a protective shield for others. He definitely won't say anything nice when he opens his mouth."

　　"You've written everything down, right? I've been very specific."

　　Craftsman: ...if you could just describe a facial feature...

　　(End of this chapter)