The sword seller, dressed in red, deserves applause for the prankster.

"Never mention to him that you're from Nine Swords Mountain, and especially never mention... Thunder Punishment Peak!"

Chi Miao became curious: "Why?"

Aren't the people of Nine Swords Mountain known for their good character, and have everything except money and strength?

Chi Miao's English sentence left Jingming completely bewildered: "Why? What does that mean?"

Chi Miao: "..."

She touched her chin, pondered for a long time, and felt a kind of constipation, like wanting to poop but not being able to. Finally, she squeezed out a little bit.

"This... how do I put it? This is called English. It's a vicious language that plunges students into pain, darkness, and madness, yet from which they cannot escape. 'Why' is the meaning of 'why' in this language."

"Anyway, it's not a good thing, so don't learn it."

Jingming: "Oh."

He verbally agreed, but in his heart he had a vague feeling that there was something fishy going on.

Chi Miao had previously led Rong Xuanji in that strange dance, which greatly increased Rong Xuanji's cultivation speed for a time, and now he was displaying strange language.

He didn't believe there wasn't something fishy going on. From what he could see, everything about Chi Miao was unusual. Anyone even remotely connected to her either had a special connection or was sick.

We'll study it properly when he gets back.

He explained the previous question: "We don't know the specific reason either. Perhaps he had some connection with your Thunder Punishment Peak, but it seems that they parted on bad terms. My master only gave me some advice. I don't know what will happen next."

"Then... do you want to know what will happen?" Chi Miao peeked out, her beautiful golden eyes filled with curiosity and mischief.

These words made Jingming tense: "You'd better not do anything reckless. This elder is a Nascent Soul Realm expert who could kill you with a single slap."

Chi Miao: "But aren't you even a little bit curious?"

Jingming: "..."

He was genuinely curious.

This melon must be a very fragrant and exciting one.

Chi Miao nudged Jingming's back with his elbow again: "You get rich quick, right? If you want to find out something, you have to take risks."

Jingming: "...Then what do you want me to do?"

"That's more like it." Chi Miao smiled and said, "Before he slaps me to death, just use your status as a Buddhist disciple to shield me and keep me from dying."

Jingming nodded: "...Okay."

This isn't a loss; his public image remains stable.

The elder inside seemed to have a bad temper. Seeing that the two were still dawdling outside after the door was opened, he quickly shouted:

"Are you two coming in or not? If not, I'm closing the door!!"

The two exchanged a glance and quickly walked towards the door.

As soon as I entered the Danwen Pavilion, I was shocked by the scene before me.

From the outside, Danwen Pavilion doesn't look very big. But inside, the golden-red rooms are filled with countless staircases and shelves on all four walls!

Countless grids, each containing a unique Dan pattern, each a different color, emitting an exquisite light—a deadly temptation for cultivators at the half-step Golden Core stage and the Golden Core stage!

"Wow, that's amazing... There's actually a hidden space here, and they've set up such a huge array outside as a smokescreen."

The energy consumption and quality of this formation are definitely not low; the Golden Buddha Temple is truly willing to spend so much.

That makes sense, though. This Danwen Pavilion is no ordinary place; Danwen imprints are a considerable temptation for the entire cultivation world.

As long as one hasn't broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, one can always unconditionally add a brand new core pattern to their Golden Core.

Just then, a man dressed in the robes of a martial monk appeared before them. His face was stern and meticulous, and he held a huge staff in his hand. He snorted coldly:

"I am Pu Qing, the guardian elder of the Danwen Pavilion!"

"So, you two are the ones who came to collect the pill patterns today? Show me your tokens and introduce yourselves, I need to make a record."

Jingming nodded and released the plaque given to him by Master Puning: "Yes, disciple Jingming."

Pu Qing nodded upon hearing this. He naturally recognized their own Buddhist disciple, and then his gaze shifted to Chi Miao.

Chi Miao blinked her big eyes, revealing her innocent and kind nature.

Pu Qing never cared about anything else. After that incident, he joined the Golden Buddha Temple and obediently guarded the pavilion, never bothering with anything outside the temple again.

As for who Chi Miao was, he really didn't know.

"You, introduce yourself."

Chi Miao: "How about we agree on something beforehand before I introduce myself?"

Pu Qing: "?"

Seeing this, Chi Miao took two steps forward: "Um... if I introduce myself, you can't be angry with me, okay?"

Pu Qing laughed: "Why would I be angry with you juniors? Besides, you've introduced yourself. Unless you're a demon, no matter how big the grudge is, I won't be angry with you."

"We are complete strangers. For you to say this, it must be because your master or elder has a connection with me. However, I have now entered the Buddhist order, severed all worldly ties, and have seen through everything. Nothing is of any concern to me now."

"Besides, the affairs of the elders are their affairs. No matter how they are involved, they should not involve the younger generation."

Upon hearing this, Chi Miao's eyes lit up, and he exchanged a glance with Jingming.

Wow! You're a really nice person, really insightful!

Chi Miao approached Jingming: "See what I said? The elders of your Golden Buddha Temple are all of such high quality. How could they possibly be so petty about matters of their sect?"

"This..." Jingming hadn't had much contact with Puqing before and really didn't know. Then he glanced at Puqing and said, "Uncle Puqing's Buddhist teachings are profound. This disciple admires him."

Pu Qing smiled.

Young people, no wonder they all like to show off in front of other young people, garnering praise without doing anything themselves.

It's awesome!

Pu Qing, who rarely saw anyone while staying at Danwen Pavilion, was in a better mood after being amused: "Alright, alright, once you've chosen your Danwen, hurry up and leave. Introduce yourself so I can register you, and then you can go and make your selections."

Chi Miao nodded, clasped his hands in a fist salute with impeccable etiquette, and proudly announced his sect:

"I am Chi Miao, a direct disciple of Thunder Punishment Peak of Nine Swords Mountain! Greetings, Master Pu Qing!"

Her voice was strong and clear! Every word was resounding!

That was because they were afraid that Master Puqing wouldn't hear them clearly.

"..."

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Chi Miao secretly looked up and glanced at him.

Master Puqing's smile froze instantly: "You...you said you are...a direct disciple from which region?"

Chi Miao repeated it again:

"Nine Swords Mountain, Thunder Punishment Peak!"

In an instant, the smile on Master Puqing's face vanished.

The surroundings were eerily quiet. He stared at Chi Miao, his whole body trembling with excitement, and his aura rose higher and higher.

"Nine Swords Mountain..."

"Thunder Punishment Peak?!"

"You dare show your faces in front of me again?!"

The next second, something strange happened.