Chapter 3995
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"Yes," Fengjiu responded and turned to leave without saying anything else, heading back to her room. The moment she closed the door, the corners of her lips curled up and a smile appeared on her face.
She went to the table and poured herself a cup of water. She thought to herself, 'How can I find out about the Sarira and the Heart Sutra? I reckon that even the average disciple doesn't know about these things. If I want to get my hands on them, I can only start from those Supremacies. '
However, her current identity was a little awkward. This identity was not conspicuous, and she was not outstanding in any aspect. Among so many disciples, it could be said that she was the one who was neglected. She did not even have the opportunity to get close to those so-called masters. In the end, what should she do to achieve her goal?
When she thought of her son and daughter at home, she was anxious to return home. Therefore, she did not wish to waste too much time here. If she could end this quickly, she could finish her business and leave earlier.
She planned to find an opportunity to ask around before making a decision.
The next morning, when Fengjiu walked out of her room, she glanced at the room opposite her. She saw that the door had been fixed and there was no movement in the room of the man with the surname He.
She retracted her gaze and walked out. Along the way, she saw a few cultivators who went back to their own rooms. They only glanced at her and did not greet her.
After walking around the sect, he saw quite a few cases of people using their strength to bully others. Moreover, the sect seemed to tacitly approve of the bullying in duels. If one didn't go to the duel arena, they couldn't kill one another. If one went to the duel arena, no one would pursue the matter even if one was killed.
After walking around for a day, she had a certain understanding of the cruelty of this hidden sect.
Seeing that the sky was gradually darkening, she was about to head back when she saw two women walking in front of her. They were chatting and laughing as they walked. Their laughter could be heard from afar.
She narrowed her eyes and walked, thinking that it would be better to pass by quietly because one of the women was the woman named Zhu Ling. Unexpectedly, just as she passed by the two, Zhu Ling, who was holding her female companion's hand, stopped in her tracks. She turned around in surprise and called out with a smile.
"Senior Brother Ruan?"
Fengjiu had no choice but to stop. She quickly turned around and glanced at Zhu Ling. She cupped her hands and bowed. "Junior Sister Zhu."
When she saw this, Zhu Ling covered her red lips and smiled coquettishly. She looked at Fengjiu with her beautiful eyes and said, "So senior brother Ruan still remembers me. I thought senior brother Ruan didn't see me just now!"
Fengjiu smiled embarrassedly. "Junior Martial Sister Zhu, you must be joking. Junior Martial Sister Zhu is as beautiful as a fairy. I just don't dare to look directly at you, afraid that I'll blaspheme you."
There wasn't a single good person here. Even the most delicate women were like snakes and scorpions. As a woman, she was very clear that even if she provoked a man, she couldn't provoke a woman. It must be known that when a woman got serious, even a man wouldn't be her opponent.
Hearing those praises, Zhu Ling smiled until her delicate body trembled. Her charming eyes looked at Fengjiu with a seductive charm. She walked forward and said, "I've always thought that senior brother Ruan wasn't good with words. I didn't expect you to make me burst with joy as soon as you open your mouth."
"That's because junior Martial Sister Zhu is as beautiful as a fairy. I'm only speaking the truth." Fengjiu hurriedly said. When she saw Zhu Ling walk forward, she took a step back and kept her distance.
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