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

Ning Zhou yelled twice and slapped her hand away: "That evil cultivator just dug you out of your grave, didn't he? What else could you be but a dead person?"

At this point, Song Yao herself was also puzzled.

But she guessed that this must have been the work of the system.

Her body was kept in the tomb and exhumed after she completed her mission.

A great way to make an entrance.

But this name is really unpleasant to hear.

She nudged Cheng Yue: "He called me a dead person, so you should deduct points from his score."

Cheng Yue is such a well-behaved child, and she cultivates so quickly. She was previously chosen by the teaching elder to become the first inspector disciple of the new generation, in charge of the conduct of the new disciples.

Disciples who lose too many points will be punished by doing manual labor or copying books, or even have their monthly allowance deducted.

Cheng Yue was listening attentively and had a relatively good temper: "Be quiet."

Ning Zhou leaned closer and said, "Why did you deduct points from my score? I'm not insulting you, I'm a dead man."

Song Yao said lazily, "Who cares about you? You're just insulting me."

Ning Zhou: "Hey, why are you being so unreasonable?"

Song Yao nudged Cheng Yue again: "He also called me unreasonable, so I'll deduct a few more points from him."

Cheng Yue: "..."

So noisy.

It wasn't like this before, so why does it come in waves?

I should have known better than to sit next to them.

She endured it for a while, and managed to hold back.

Someone in the higher-ups couldn't resist.

The head instructor slammed his fist on the table, his face flushed with anger: "Still arguing?! You two, get out of here and keep talking!!"

Forced to leave and squat in the corner of the school, Song Yao continued eating the remaining roujiamo (Chinese hamburger): "Why is he so angry?"

She neither burned the books, nor removed his wig, nor set fire to the school.

She only exchanged a few words with Ning Zhou.

Compared to her previous life, she is now incredibly well-behaved and could be considered one of the best disciples in the sect.

Ning Zhou said with a long face, "I don't want to sit with you in the next class."

Although he had been absent-minded in his previous classes, he had never been kicked out like this before.

When he's with Lin Mu, he just acts like he's possessed by lust and can't control his behavior, sob sob.

After finishing her roujiamo (Chinese hamburger), Song Yao rubbed her hand against him and gently comforted him again: "It's okay. You should have a period of being kicked out in your life. It's a valuable experience."

Ning Zhou: "...If you can't recite the text later, the teaching elder might call your master to come and help you."

Why are you calling the parents?

Song Yao didn't care at all.

Her master's fate is unknown in the forbidden area, so it's quite an achievement that the teaching elder was able to summon him.

If he is called the Seventh Elder, then there is even less to worry about.

The Seventh Elder is kind and gentle; he certainly wouldn't bear to punish her.

She waved her hand and said with a smile, "It's okay, being called 'Master' is a valuable experience too."

Half an hour later, Song Yao looked silently at Zhu Zhao in front of her, unable to smile.

No.

How did she wake up?

Are Ji Duchuan's pills a little too effective?

She thought that even if Zhu Zhao didn't experience a sudden onset of the poison, she would have to remain unconscious indefinitely.

But now, Zhu Zhao stood calmly not far away, and apart from her slightly pale face, there was nothing wrong with her.

Her hair fell across her forehead, beneath which were a pair of eyes that were usually cold and indifferent.

The teaching elder stood opposite Zhu Zhao and the Fifth Master, his shoulders trembling with anger: "In all my years of teaching disciples, I've never seen two as unruly as them! Not only do they not listen to the lecture, but they dare to eat in class! And they even disturb the other disciples!"

Fifth Master rubbed his hands together and said with a forced smile, "How come I've never seen him before? Wasn't there a Song Yao before?"

The elder instructor was even more furious: "That one? That one has never attended my class!!"

The Fifth Master laughed twice: "Well, these two kids are quite well-behaved; at least they didn't skip class."

The teaching elder was so angry he was speechless. After a long pause, he finally said, "Take Ning Zhou back first. I'll talk to the Fifth Elder later!"

Fifth Master smiled good-naturedly again, and before leading Ning Zhou away, he whispered to Song Yao, "Make hawthorn stewed pork ribs and fried fish for dinner tonight. Remember to come and eat, you've all lost weight."

Song Yao nodded her head like a chick pecking at rice: "I'll come later."

The elder instructor glared at the other person, then said earnestly to Zhu Zhao, "I know she just won first place, and I know she's talented, but that doesn't mean she should stop studying!"

"With so many things happening in the hall now, I know everyone is too busy to handle their own affairs, and you, the main peak members, are even busier than the last. You too, you're not fully recovered yet, but no matter what, you can't neglect the education of your children."

"Song Yao became like that because she was spoiled too much by the hall master. We can't let Lin Mu follow in Song Yao's footsteps. How about this..."

The elder instructor slapped his ruler, making up his mind, "Let her move to Qingming Terrace, and I will personally supervise her learning of morality."

Song Yao: "..."

What's the difference between sending her to live at Qingmingtai and giving her sleeping pills every day?

There, they specialize in compiling doctrines, and the monks and disciples there spend all day debating the Dao, each one incredibly rigid.

As she was pondering how to refuse, Zhu Zhao spoke up: "No need. I'll be staying on the main peak for the next few days. I'll take the person back and discipline her myself. You don't need to trouble yourself."

The instructor looked at her, and the anger on his face instantly subsided, leaving only helplessness.

He had complete confidence in Zhu Zhao.

This child has been incredibly reliable since childhood. Despite her young age, she commands respect, and even the most unruly disciples become obedient after passing through her hands.

Not to mention that after the hall master's accident, most of the sect's affairs were handed over to her.

He sighed, but finally nodded: "Alright, but you're not fully recovered yet, so don't push yourself too hard and take care of your health."

Zhu Zhao nodded, said nothing more, and turned her gaze to Song Yao.

The little girl didn't stand properly either, leaning against the pillar on the corridor, her head hanging down in a lazy manner, her lips pouting, clearly not convinced.

Also.

In the past, those who set fire to the main hall only received a few words of scolding and a minor punishment.

I can't stand being scolded for not paying attention in class these days.

But... it's quite rare to see her so embarrassed.

The coldness in Zhu Zhao's usually emotionless eyes subsided slightly, and a barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of her lips.

His voice remained icy as he spoke: "Follow me."

As Song Yao was pondering whether going to Qingming Terrace would be worse, or falling into Zhu Zhao's hands would be worse, the black bird had already flapped its wings and landed in the courtyard.

Compared to its previous bald appearance, its feathers have grown quite a bit, becoming fluffy. It hasn't completely returned to its original beautiful appearance yet, resembling a giant chick.

Two round, dark eyes looked at her with obvious schadenfreude.

Song Yao: "..."

No.

That ugly bird must have recognized her, right?