When Xiao Pang heard this, he was taken aback. He thought to himself: My senior uncles and senior uncles didn't put in much effort? Even if senior uncle Qing Feng Zi helped me before, that was a matter of a few years ago. The reason why I am able to cultivate to such a stage is because of my own hard work. What has it got to do with them?
When Mistress Of The Court heard this, she frowned and couldn't help but scold, "What are you talking about? What do you mean by tragic talent and aptitude? "
"Of course it's Xiao Pang's talent and aptitude?" The sect master immediately said, "Back then, I already said that his father's main attribute was fire, and the wood attribute was secondary, so he should find a fire attribute female cultivator to be his wife. But instead, he found someone with the water attribute as his main attribute, and the earth attribute as her secondary attribute. In the end, they gave birth to such a fat little brat, and he's actually a full attribute one! I have lived for a few hundred years and have seen countless people! But he is the only one with such a lousy attribute. Don't you think it's tragic? "
After hearing this, Xiao Pang's face turned red and countless black lines appeared on his forehead. He thought to himself: No wonder the sect master's nickname is Fierce Huolong and he is also known as someone who has no taboos. This fellow speaks so casually! How can you describe someone like that? Am I that pitiful?
As for the young lady, she was already rocking back and forth with laughter. She couldn't even stand properly and almost prostrated herself on the ground!
Although Jin Dan Elixir tried his best to hold back his laughter, but looking at his trembling body, one could tell how hard it was for him to hold it in.
As for Mistress Of The Court, she covered her forehead and was speechless. She thought to herself, 'How blind was I back then to have chosen such a person to marry?'
Although he was ridiculed by the sect master, Xiao Pang wasn't angry at all. This was because he could feel that the sect master didn't treat him as an outsider, which was why he was so unrestrained. Otherwise, how could the other party, who had been the head of the Xuantian Monastery for more than a hundred years, be the kind of person who would talk nonsense without thinking?
Therefore, despite the awkwardness, Xiao Pang felt the warmth of a family member. The nervousness of meeting an important figure for the first time disappeared without a trace.
But, at this moment, the sect master who was laughing along with them suddenly had a change in expression as he stared at Little Fatty's waist.
Xiao Pang thought that he didn't tie his belt properly when he went out. If that was the case, he would lose a lot of face! He was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head to check his clothes. In the end, he found nothing wrong with them. Thus, he raised his head in confusion and looked at the sect master, wondering why he was staring at him.
The sect master didn't say anything, but frowned and stretched out his hand. Then, Xiao Pang felt the weight on his waist lighten. The storage pouch that was tied to his waist disappeared into thin air and appeared in the sect master's hand.
After the sect master received the storage pouch, he immediately used his spiritual sense to check it out. He discovered that there was only a pitiful flying sword, a few low-level spiritual stones, and a bottle of low-level Dans. His face immediately darkened.
He immediately asked Xiao Pang angrily, "Son of a Xiao Pang, why are you so poor? Why are you using such a broken storage pouch? Even if you threw it on the streets, nobody would pick it up! "
It turns out that the sect master saw that Xiao Pang's storage pouch was too shabby and became suspicious. Then, he discovered that the items inside were even more shabby and couldn't help but question him.
One must know that Xiao Pang was a cultivator of the tenth level of the innate stage. He was also so young and had a bright future ahead of him. But for such a person to be so shabby, it was too surprising.
Actually, it wasn't that Xiao Pang couldn't afford a storage pouch. It was just that he had the space in his Natal Artifact and could store as many things as he wanted. There was no need for him to waste his money, so he had always been using the extremely shabby storage pouch that the sect gave him.
Originally, Xiao Pang only used the storage pouch to hide his identity. Later on, he got used to it. But now, the sect master had discovered that something was wrong and questioned him. Xiao Pang's heart stirred and he suddenly had an idea. Previously, when he had just become an outer disciple, the outer sect deacon had made things difficult for him. Not only was the flying sword and storage pouch given to him the trashiest, even the magical tools that should have been given were taken away.
Xiao Pang had always kept this matter in his heart. Just that his words carried little weight and it wasn't enough to deal with an outer sect deacon with a strong background. Thus, he could only let that fellow do whatever he wanted. But today, the sect master was personally asking about this matter. Hehe, this seemed to be an opportunity.
Thinking about this, Xiao Pang immediately pretended to be innocent and said, "Disciple's family is poor, so I can only use the storage pouch that the sect gave me!"
"What?" The sect master's face turned green as he heard this. "You're saying that this storage pouch was given to you by the sect?"
"Yes, and the flying sword inside was given to me by the sect when I became an outer sect disciple." Xiao Pang then continued, "At that time, the outer sect deacon said that the sect was in a difficult situation and could only give out such things. Furthermore, the magical tools would only be given out after ten years. Disciple thought that since the sect was in a difficult situation, I couldn't be too extravagant. Thus, I have always been using this!"
"Haha!" The sect master was so angry that he laughed. As he took out the broken flying sword, he sneered, "My Xuantian Monastery is also a prestigious sect. But now, under my leadership, it has fallen to the point of giving out such trash to my disciples? I am really not qualified to be a sect master! "
Mistress Of The Court looked at the broken flying sword with a face full of killing intent and said angrily, "This is not possible. When we were in seclusion, the sect was flourishing and the materials in the storage were piled up like mountains. Even if the disciples of the Weapon Refining Hall worked hard, they still wouldn't be able to use up all of it. How long has it been? How could it have become so poor? There must be something fishy going on! "
"Whether or not there is something fishy, we will know once we call that outer sect deacon over!" The sect master then raised his head and said, "Call all eight outer sect deacons over!"
"Yes!" Someone outside immediately replied and someone went out to call the outer sect deacon over.
After sending them out, the atmosphere became a little more tense. Jin Dan Elixir's face changed. Taking advantage of the fact that the sect master and his wife were staring at Xiao Pang, he hurriedly winked at Xiao Pang. His eyes flashed with an anxious warning, obviously threatening Xiao Pang to shut up.
However, what Jin Dan Elixir didn't expect was that the sect master seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. His facial movements were immediately detected. The sect master suddenly turned around and glared at him, "Your face is itchy? Are you looking for a beating? "
"Disciple, d-d-don't dare!" Facing the sect master's anger, he was so scared that he couldn't even speak properly.
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