Faced with the tag-along Yan Xiaohu, Mo Xingjian looked exasperated.
"Are you sick? I’ve already told you, it wasn’t , it wasn’t . If I had recognized it, what would that even have to do with you two," Mo Xingjian couldn’t help but shout.
Seeing Mo Xingjian’s perfunctory attitude, Yan Xiaohu pitifully continued to follow him.
"Master, Master, today Lao Si only had to open his mouth and he earned thirty pieces of mid-grade spirit stones. We’re all disciples here, but this difference is too much. Before Lao Si ca along, I was your youngest disciple."
Mo Xingjian let out a long sigh, "I swear, I swear it’s not . If you don’t believe , call Lao Si here, and we’ll face the truth together."
"Look, you’re already getting so defensive. How about this, let’s compromise. I’ll stop trying to stand out, leave it all to Lao Si, and let him earn the money. But you give half of the spirit stones, how about that?"
Yan Xiaohu extended his hand.
Mo Xingjian: "..."
"No way, you’re really begrudging fifteen mid-grade spirit stones? Are you still my master?"
Seeing Mo Xingjian in a daze, Yan Xiaohu’s eyes turned red.
Mo Xingjian looked at him speechlessly, "Fifteen pieces? Mid-grade? What for? I don’t owe you anything. Previously, holding Lao Si’s portrait, going around asking other core disciples for money, during those days when the Seventh Prince was competing, your gambling tables were everywhere. How could you be short of money?"
Just before Yan Xiaohu’s tears could fall, they were pulled back.
"Master, those are two different things. That’s money I earned with my own skill and thick skin. Right now, we’re talking about you being biased..."
"Get lost!"
Before Yan Xiaohu could finish, Mo Xingjian directly kicked this annoying fool out, then closed the hall doors and activated the barrier.
Hearing the curses from Yan Xiaohu outside, Mo Xingjian, though angry, suddenly smiled in relief.
"Who would have thought Lao Si had such a stroke of luck. I hadn’t even seen sothing like that, but he inadvertently read about it. He deserves to earn that money!"
As a result, the label above his head changed from [A Decently Wise Disciple] to [A Disciple with So Fortune].
Soon, the news about Zhou Qing from Little Spirit Peak recognizing a mysterious item brought by the Seventh Prince and receiving thirty mid-grade spirit stones as a reward spread quickly.
Everyone was extrely envious and jealous.
They couldn’t believe that a peeping Tom could recognize such an item. So many Peak Masters and elders, who have experienced much more, hadn’t heard of it and yet you could?
What a joke, it must have been Mo Shishu letting him take the spotlight, especially since Zhou Qing had a bit of a bad reputation.
Although previously he recognized Shi Zhen in the dark and saved many core disciples, thus earning so gratitude, deep down they still felt Zhou Qing was just soone who liked to peep at girls bathing, led astray by Yan Xiaohu.
Now, however, he had saved face for the Taiqing Sect, and his image imdiately changed.
Poor masters in the world.
Mo Shishu really had put his heart into this.
At this mont, Shi Zhen, upon hearing the news, was sincerely happy for Zhou Qing.
[Heart Mirror Points 8]
The note above her head changed from [A Brother as Smart as Zhou] to [An Erudite Zhou].
Soon after, she showed a lancholic expression.
Ghost Mastiff Senior Brother was relentlessly pursuing his path and was already close to becoming like their master, at the Divinity Transformation Realm.
While she was still at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Realm, not even stepping into the Nascent Soul Realm.
If this continued, she feared she would just be a fleeting sight in his life.
It was ti for a serious retreat.
But how could the Nascent Soul Realm be so easy to break through?
...
In the courtyard, Zhou Qing held Tetanus, continuously practicing the second move of the Thunder Sword Skills.
This move was several tis more complex compared to the first, but fortunately, his current talent far surpassed his past self, and he grasped it quickly.
A night passed by silently, and his progress was swift.
Before he could rest, outside, Yan Xiaohu’s voice, as punctual as a rooster’s crow, rang out.
"Lao Si, Lao Si, are you up?"
Zhou Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead and opened the door speechlessly.
He saw, besides the Third Senior Brother, there were also the Seventh Prince Xuanyuan Yichen and Lu Yaoyao.
"Good morning, Brother Zhou (Big Brother Zhou)!"
Lu Yaoyao and the Ninth Princess greeted with smiles.
Zhou Qing nodded instinctively, still a bit confused about the situation.
However, Yan Xiaohu looked resentful.
"I just ca down the mountain and bumped into them. Yichen wanted to see how you pondered over it last night," Yan Xiaohu said.
Zhou Qing suddenly understood.
Unexpectedly, this Seventh Prince was in such a hurry.
"Please co in!" Zhou Qing quickly invited.
Yan Xiaohu also followed in, curious about what na Lao Si would concoct today.
"Coming uninvited, I’m really sorry, but these three items are very important to . Don’t know if Brother Zhou..."
Xuanyuan Yichen said sowhat embarrassed.
Zhou Qing understood.
"I pondered deeply last night and did recall a bit. Let take another look at it!" Zhou Qing said.
Xuanyuan Yichen’s eyes lit up instantly.
He quickly took out the small black door and the black long needle cautiously.
While Zhou Qing was deep in contemplation, Lu Yaoyao and the Ninth Princess went to play with the old hen.
Subsequently, he looked at the black door and perford the Daily Reflection.
Quickly, the information was fed back to him.
[Four Ghosts Saluting Gate: Originates from a fifth-level cultivation country, possessing strong sealing abilities. If the four ghosts are activated, they can easily strip away the soul of a Spirit Slash Realm cultivator and drag it inside for soul search. Even if the soul consciousness is restricted, it can be gradually unlocked to obtain the desired information.]
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