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

Chapter 43 You didn’t tell me earlier
I don’t know when the monster stopped coming closer.

Instead, he watched from a distance, turned around and ran away!

And I also have to sigh in my heart.

Bah! This year's monks are so disgusting!
After it finally subsided, Si Nian stuck his sword into the ground, supported his body, and gasped for breath.

"Huh, this battle is really tough, isn't it, Senior Brother, Senior... Senior Brother?"

When Si Nian turned around, he saw Lu Zhiming and Wei Yi eight feet away from him, and they both covered their mouths.

Ye Rong stood listlessly not far away. When he saw Si Nian looking at him, he quickly turned his head.

Pretend not to see.

Ye Shu didn't know when a piece of cloth was covered over his nose.

Standing on tiptoe, frowning, casting cleaning spells everywhere.

Si Nian nodded in understanding. It turned out that this cold-faced female cultivator had mysophobia.

The rest of the people were resting or expressing their feelings.

Only Qi Yuer, after enduring again and again, finally stepped forward.

"Master... former senior sister, are you okay?"

The tone was soft, and Si Nian felt warm inside.

What a cute unlucky guy.

"It's okay, it feels much better after I vomited it out!"

When Si Nian said the word "vomit", Qi Yuer seemed to think of the scene just now.

His cheeks puffed out, his lips tightened, and his face instantly turned pale.

But... I held back!

"Meow meow…"

Just as the two were talking, two weak cat meows were heard.

Si Nian seemed to suddenly remember something.

He walked aggressively to a tree that had been chopped down to only half of its body.

Pointing at the black cat above, he shouted, "Get down here!"

"Meow."

"Come down!"

"Meow!"

"What? Are you playing thief-eating-thief? Believe it or not, I'll beat you up! I..."

"Junior sister, can you... understand what it says?" Lu Zhiming couldn't bear to watch it anymore and stepped forward to ask.

Si Nian shook his head and said frankly: "No."

"Then how do you..."

"Look at the expression! Don't you see the cat's eyes are squinting, with a look of disdain?"

Si Nian gnashed his teeth in anger and made hand gestures.

When the black cat saw her posture, it started to retreat.

As soon as he turned around, he bumped into Si Nian's hand.

"Meow? Meow meow meow!"

"Oh, I knew you had bad intentions, so I left a mark of teleportation spell on you. Whenever I want, you must be by my side!"

Si Nian felt that his smile now must have made him look like an evil villain, or the kind that exuded a high-pressure aura all over his body.

It must be something that people look forward to but cannot bear!

But Lu Zhiming, who had been watching the show nearby, secretly poked Wei Yi.

"Junior brother, tell me, who did Junior Sister learn this dry and ugly laugh from?"

Although the sound was small, Si Nian, who was confronting the black cat on the tree, still twitched his ears.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Then I saw a blatant mockery on the black cat's dark face.

Si Nian narrowed his eyes, rolled up his sleeves, and grabbed the black cat by the scruff of the neck with one hand.

Start shaking wildly!
"Hand it over! Hand it over to me!!!"

The black cat meowed loudly when it was shaken, and stretched out its claws but couldn't grab Si Nian.

A moment!

It saw stars and its upper body began to arch, so Si Nian quickly let go.

With a series of "woola" sounds, it finally lived up to Si Nian's expectations and spit out a large number of spiritual plants.

Purple, blue, yellow, white... everything is available.

Si Nian nodded in satisfaction and found a purple Ganoderma lucidum with a hint of golden light on it.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, he climbed down the tree easily.

Just as I was about to take two steps, I suddenly thought of something.

Turning to face the crowd, he said shyly, "Um... I just heard someone say they wanted my spiritual herbs. Here... they're all here. If anyone wants them, just..."

Everyone turned their eyes dully and saw the pile of blue, yellow, and white...

They immediately covered their mouths. "No, we don't want it."

"Uh...yes, it's not easy for you to pick it, just take it yourself..."

Si Nian then nodded, smiled, and said sincerely: "You are quite nice people."

Then he walked to Ye Rong and spread his hands.

"Here, this seems to be the one you were looking for before... the purple something-something-zhi."

Ye Rong's usually calm and gentle face twitched.

Instead of taking action, he cautiously took a closer look.

After examining it carefully, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes: "Really! It really is the Purple Rhythm Immortal Ganoderma!"

Shen Rou, who had been hiding in the dark, suddenly lit up her eyes after hearing these words.

She took a few steps forward and bit her lower lip after seeing the Ziyun Immortal Ganoderma in Si Nian's hand.

His brows furrowed slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he reluctantly begged, "Sister Si... can you give me this Ziyun Xianzhi?"

When Si Nian heard this name, his facial features immediately wrinkled.

Seeing Si Nian slowly turning back as if frustrated, Shen Rou said again: "Sister Si, you know... I..."

"Pop".

Without waiting for her to finish, Si Nian immediately stuffed the Purple Rhythm Fairy Ganoderma into Ye Rong's hand.

Then he pretended to realize it later.

"Oh! You're too late. I've already given her the spiritual plant! Really, why didn't you tell me earlier? Next time, next time."

I won’t give it to you next time! Si Nian complained in his heart.

"You!" Shen Rou's eyes quickly turned red with anger.

He Lianqing had never seen Shen Rou like this.

After tidying up his appearance, he quickly stood in front of Shen Rou.

"You did it on purpose! It was Junior Sister who spoke first!"

Si Nian shrugged: "But they made the reservation first. Forget it, forget it. If you say it was intentional, then I did it on purpose."

Seeing her look like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, He Lianqing felt so angry that he could not contain himself.

But Si Nian didn't say a single harsh word and pretended to be submissive.

He wanted to vent his anger but couldn't, and the next moment, he put the sword to Si Nian's neck.

"You're playing tricks on us!"

Seeing He Lianqing tightening his sword, Lu Zhiming and Wei Yi also stood in front of Si Nian.

He looked at the two people in front of him with a wary look.

He Lianqing endured it again and again, and finally calmed down, put away his sword, and bowed politely to Ye Rong.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, my junior sister's innate spiritual roots are incomplete. She really needs this one. If..."

Before he could finish, Ye Rong apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I came here on the orders of my master, and I can't disobey my master's orders."

"And I did agree with the young talisman master long ago that now that I have it, there is absolutely no reason to return it. I am determined to obtain the Purple Rhythm Immortal Ganoderma."

"What's more, the moment I got it, I sent a secret letter to inform my master."

"If I return with Zhen Zhen Shou, after I report this to Master, I'm afraid... it will damage the harmony among the four major sects."

He Lianqing looked up in surprise.

He didn't expect that Ye Rong, who had been so polite from the beginning, would have such a resolute side.

"Second Brother..." Shen Rou tugged at He Lianqing's clothes from below.

He Lianqing came back to his senses and bowed to Ye Rong.

"In that case, I won't force you to do anything."

Then he pulled Shen Rou, who looked unwilling, and turned away.

When passing by Si Nian, He Lianqing paused.

"I will tell Master the truth about this secret realm."

He Lianqing's eyes were complicated. Si Nian couldn't understand them, nor did he want to understand them.

When their figures were about to be completely covered by the white mist, Si Nian spoke.

"He Lianqing."

He Lianqing stopped suddenly without looking back, but a hint of expectation flashed across his eyes.

"This is the third time you've pointed a sword at me."

Si Nian covered his chest with one hand.

The place where his palm was stabbed by his sword.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly and his eyes became firm.

"See you at our sect competition."

　Waiting for the next round of competition with great joy~
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　　(End of this chapter)