Little fatty was exposed on the spot, but he became even more pleased. "I'm already at the first level of Qi Refinement. You guys don't have any cultivation at all. I should have been the first. "
The truth was clear now. So it was a murder case caused by queuing up. Just as Zhu Yao was about to step forward, her sleeves tightened, as she was pulled by a white-clothed disciple at the side. He was precisely the disciple who brought the little radish head to receive his jade tablet. Little Wang seemed to have called him senior-martial brother Qin.
"Junior Sister, it's best not to interfere in this matter." Disciple Qin shot her a look and pointed to the little fatty, whispering, "He's the son of the eldest disciple of Weapon Peak. He has a water and wood dual spirit root and is destined to enter the inner sect lest he gets into trouble."
So it was because of his connections. No wonder no one cared about him. However, was it really okay to not teach such a young child a lesson after beating someone up? During this moment of hesitation, Little Wang had already settled the matter. They lined up according to the order of height, with the shortest standing at the front. It could be seen that Little Wang still had some prestige among this group of children, as the little radishes faintly seemed to regard him as their leader.
In the end, Little Fatty was ranked second from the bottom. Wang Xuzhi was the highest and ranked last. Even though little fatty was a little indignant, he did not express it directly.
"Hey, hey. Wife, stand here." After Wang Xuzhi was done, he pointed behind him, and waved at Zhu Yao.
Success made the corner of her mouth twitch. Looking at the astonished gazes directed at her from all around, she instantly had the urge to crush him to death. Little Wang saw that she was not moving and thought that she was not satisfied with the last position. Gritting his teeth, he endured the pain and took a step back. He pointed to the position in front of him, "At most, I'll let you stand in front of me!"
Zhu Yao's expression darkened even further. However, looking at his serious expression, she had no choice but to walk over. Carrying Little Wang up, she forcefully pinched his buttocks a few times.
Little Wang was in so much pain that he took a deep breath, yet, miraculously, he did not shout out. He looked at Zhu Yao with a strange expression, and then, he silently turned his head away.
Hey hey hey, why are you blushing at such a young age?
Zhu Yao, who did not understand the mind of a spoiled brat, decided to ignore him. However, she suddenly felt someone bump into her. Looking ahead, he saw the little fatty standing in front of him. Coincidentally, the kid he had beaten up was right in front of him. While no one was paying attention, the little fatty squeezed his butt and successfully squeezed to the third place from the bottom. He even turned around and made a face at the kids behind him.
That child called Xiao Yi, lost his balance, and almost fell down again. He steadied himself and looked at the little fatty in front of him with a face full of hatred. He clenched his fists at the side of his body and muttered something. His voice was very soft, and the others did not hear it. However, Zhu Yao, who was standing behind him, heard it clearly.
"One day, I will make everyone in this world crawl under my feet."
Zhu Yao instantly gave birth to a familiar yet strange feeling. She was unable to put her finger on what was wrong, and simply felt that it was very illogical. After taking a closer look at the child before him, Zhang Xuan finally recognized him. Wasn't this the little beggar with the Duo Spirit Root he had met back in town? Even Li Lin thought highly of his calmness, which was different from that of ordinary children. Who knew which master he would be apprenticed to in the future?
But why did she feel strange when she saw him? What was wrong?
Zhu Yao began to ponder deeply, but no matter how she thought about it, she could not think of a reason. Until the manager came out and interrupted her thoughts, as he respectfully passed a jade tablet into her hands.
She simply explained to Little Wang that she was not in the same sect as him, and that she would visit him often in the future. Under the other party's "you're going to break your womanly ways again" gaze, she followed the manager back to Jade Forest Mountain.
The life of a practitioner was dry and dull. Ever since her master had taught her how to take in spiritual energy into her body that morning, he had never appeared again. She wondered where he had gone to? Zhu Yao sensed the spiritual energy in the house for an entire day, and finally, she could not sit any longer. If she were to continue sitting like this, forget about spiritual energy, she was about to starve to death.
Zhu Yao searched the entire house, yet, she did not see a single thing that could be eaten. She had even searched her master's house as well. Forget about food, even he was nowhere to be seen. She was about to starve to death. Master couldn't have forgotten that she needed to eat, right?
Glancing at the forest at the foot of the mountain, which was filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, she began to consider if she should rely on herself. However, someone like her who would even forget to fill up the water when cooking with a rice cooker, even if she were to go hunting, she wouldn't know how to cook, let alone the fact that she did not have the skills to do so.
Master … Hurry and come back, your disciple is about to starve to death.
Hence, three days later, when a certain master came out from his cave residence for closed-door training, he once again obtained a corpse in front of his house. Yu Yan frowned. Could it be that this disciple of his had some sort of weird habit, to the point where she liked to lie on the ground for no reason?
He silently cast a Dirt Removal Art on his disciple, and then transferred some spiritual energy into her. Only then did the corpse on the ground slowly recover.
When she looked at Yu Yan again, Zhu Yao could no longer hold back her tears, as she hugged onto the thigh of the person in front of her. "Master!"
Yu Yan stiffened for a moment. He was really not used to being hugged like this, however, when he recalled that the person on his thigh was his disciple whom he had waited for so long, he endured the urge to throw her out. It seemed like his little disciple was still rather attached to him. She had only left for a few days, and she was already moved to this extent. (Heavy fog)
"You're finally back. I'm about to starve to death." Zhu Yao had already begun to complain with tears and snot flowing down her face. If not for the last bit of bottom line in her heart, she would have been unable to help herself from gnawing on tree bark. As someone who had never starved in her entire life, she was really not used to it. "I want to eat!"
Yu Yan rejected her reflexively. "Deity practitioners should not eat too much. There are too many impurities in the mortal realm's food, and it will easily affect your cultivation."
"But master, if I don't eat now, I'm going to starve to death!" If she was already dead, what was the point of cultivating as a deity?
Yu Yan was startled for a moment, and only then did he recall that his own disciple had yet to even learn how to take in spiritual energy into her body. It seemed like … she couldn't not eat. Yu Yan was silent for a moment. Looking at his disciple who was still hugging onto his thigh and crying, his face was filled with melancholy. "How can my disciple be so weak?" Letting out a long sigh, his figure disappeared in a flash. Only Zhu Yao was left sitting on the grass, as the cold wind blew past her.
So hungry …
Just when she thought that her master no longer wanted to care about her, her vision blurred, and her master who had left earlier had already returned with a large bag. With a shake of his hand, a large bag of vegetables, carrots, and other vegetables appeared. So he went to look for food for her, but … How was she supposed to eat them raw?
Just as she was feeling puzzled, her master picked up a carrot and a few stalks of vegetables. Pushing open the kitchen door, he began to roll up his sleeves and cook.
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