I courted death and then tried to escape, so the whole sect wants to get rid of me.

Can anyone tell her why Zhu Zhao and Xie Zhou are both here... eating grilled fish?

She remembered that her second senior sister and fourth junior brother were always very busy and detached from worldly affairs, so how come...

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Song Yao had no choice but to bite the bullet and call out, "Second Senior Sister, Fourth Senior... Fourth Senior Brother."

Hearing the noise, the two looked up.

With the same cold and indifferent gaze, he swept over Song Yao from top to bottom, his gaze carrying an extreme sense of oppression.

Fortunately, Xie Zhou glanced at her and then looked away, putting down his chopsticks as he did so.

Zhu Zhao, however, stared at her intently, as if he had heard something extremely interesting: "Are you afraid of the teaching elders?"

"hold head high."

If it were the old Song Yao, she would have rolled her eyes and told Zhu Zhao to stop asking such stupid questions. How could a mere teaching elder possibly control her?

But now, wanting only to be an honest person, Song Yao stood obediently in place and nodded: "I'm scared."

For some reason, these words tickled Zhu Zhao's funny bone. She twitched the corner of her lips and whispered, "That's really rare."

The Seventh Elder rushed out from behind and shoved the grilled fish into Song Yao's hands, breaking the awkward silence: "Oh dear, the fish we caught today is from your Fourth Senior Brother's pond. How strange, why do you disciples like raising chickens and fish?"

Fourth Junior Brother's Fish?

Song Yao glanced down at the fragrant grilled fish in her hand and shivered.

She did know about her fourth junior brother raising fish.

At that time, his parents had just died and he had been taken in by his master to the sect. He was taciturn all day long, so his master gave him a few pretty little fish to keep as pets.

He spent his days with fish.

After Song Yao learned of this, she secretly took the fish out and grilled it in the middle of the night.

When the truth came out, the fourth junior brother broke down, and their master chased after her and beat her for three days and three nights.

But the fourth junior brother is really well-behaved.

Afterwards, she clung to her master's leg, saying she didn't blame her third senior sister, and even gave her a lot of pills.

Unfortunately, the current fourth junior brother is cold, fierce, and not cute at all.

But thinking that she might be the culprit, Song Yao silently stepped aside and began to eat the fish.

The Seventh Elder was very pleased to see this.

It's very rewarding to fatten up a skinny child.

Especially this skinny child, who eats with a particularly good appetite.

He then pulled out two chickens and two ducks from the corner: "Your second senior sister has given all the chickens she raised to our Hundred Herbs Peak. Come back early tonight, and your master will make you some duck soup."

"No, that won't work."

Song Yao mumbled, "I'm going to have dinner at the Fifth Elder's place tonight, it's all arranged."

The Seventh Elder was shocked: "It's not like we're starving, why would we go to his place to eat?"

"It saves money."

Song Yao explained, "By eating at someone else's house more often, we can save the cost of a meal."

The Seventh Elder suddenly realized and agreed: "That makes sense. Then come back early after dinner. There are a lot of demons around lately, and things aren't very peaceful."

"Okay~ I'll be back soon."

He Yu ran out of the Pill Pavilion looking disheveled, holding a small porcelain bottle in his hand: "Junior Sister, this is for you. It's a Spirit Gathering Pill that I refined last night. I heard you've reached Foundation Establishment, so this will be good for you."

Song Yao had no idea that the person in the Dan Pavilion last night was her senior brother, let alone that he was refining pills for her.

She paused for a moment, then took the porcelain bottle, her eyes crinkling into a smile: "Thank you, senior brother."

The moment the words were spoken, a loud "bang" was heard from the other end.

Xie Zhou suddenly stood up, nearly overturning the wooden table.

He lowered his eyes, his face extremely gloomy, and without looking at anyone, he suddenly turned and left, his moon-white robe stirring up a gust of wind.

Song Yao was startled and stared blankly at his departing figure before she understood.

Having been tormented by her for five years, it's hard to find a normal person among her close associates.

Sudden outbursts of madness are not uncommon.

It's okay, it's okay.

She carefully packed her medicine and bag, and was just about to set off when the Seventh Elder, unable to bear it any longer, spoke up: "Ah Zhao, why don't you see my little disciple off today? She's already late."

Song Yao: "......"

How could the Seventh Elder be even more impolite than her?

If Zhu Zhao is bothered by such trivial matters time and time again, she will most likely lose her temper, given her personality.

Song Yao waved his hand, but before he could speak, the black bird transformed into a streak of light and flew over, landing on the open ground beside him.

Zhu Zhao: "Come up."

Song Yao: "?"

Fourth junior brother has gone mad.

Second Senior Sister has also gone mad.

This isn't right.

-

When Song Yao arrived at the platform, she could clearly feel Jiang Jin staring intently at her from the front row, with a hint of resentment.

It's obvious what Jiang Jin is thinking.

Yesterday she said the two of them weren't familiar with each other, but today Zhu Zhao personally brought her over.

They'll definitely misunderstand and think she deliberately didn't introduce them.

Song Yao sighed with considerable melancholy and stood in front of the teaching elder, waiting to be scolded.

To her surprise, the instructor elder didn't even glance at her, but instead gave up his seat.

Zhu Zhao stepped forward onto the stage, his tall figure accentuated by his dark, fitted outfit.

She spoke calmly and slowly: "Seven days from now, Foundation Establishment disciples, wait at the gate of the Nether Sword Mountain. At that time, the Sword Pavilion will open, and those who are destined will obtain their destined sword."

Song Yao's eyes suddenly lit up.

I forgot about it.

Next to the forbidden area of ​​the Nine Saints Hall is the Nether Sword Mountain, which contains swords left behind by our predecessors over tens of thousands of years.

All disciples of the Nine Saints Hall who have just entered the sect can request a sword after they have established their foundation.

The ranks range from god-level to earth-level, and all kinds of ranks are available.

If you can't get one, you can go to the entrance and pick up a very basic sword to play with.

In her previous life, Song Yao unexpectedly inherited the top-grade Guiyu Sword of the Heavenly Realm in a secret realm, so she never went to Mingjian Mountain.

If I can obtain a high-grade sword this time and sell it, I can not only redeem myself from this life, but also live a life free from financial worries.

Very good, very good.

After Zhu Zhao finished speaking, he boarded the black bird and left.

Only then did the people below dare to whisper among themselves: "Only those at the Foundation Establishment stage can choose the sword, and how many of us are at the Foundation Establishment stage?"

"Didn't those Heavenly Realm cultivators all reach the Foundation Establishment stage? They started cultivating before they even joined the sect."

"If only I could be like Lin Mu and achieve Foundation Establishment in just one incense stick's time!"

"Come on, that's a true genius."

"..."

The instructor elder stepped forward again and said calmly, "In addition, starting this afternoon, we will begin supplementary training in swordsmanship and qi control. Inner disciples, if Master has other arrangements, you may temporarily waive this opportunity."

The audience immediately stirred.

The teenagers' eyes lit up.

Compared to memorizing these tedious rules here, cultivation is naturally much more interesting.

Only Song Yao was pondering how not to participate.

She didn't want to stay in the Nine Saints Hall, and she didn't want to cultivate with the male protagonist.

She looked up, about to speak, when the instructor elder's gaze swept over her, cutting her off: "If your master is a cultivator of alchemy, talisman, or array, then you also need to participate."

Song Yao: "......"

have to.

They must also develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and practically.

A voice beside Song Yao wailed, "You have to learn array formation too? My master said just focus on arranging the stones!"