Xia Qingcheng's Anger
Hearing this, Chu Xingyun was stunned.
Just as he was about to decline, Xia Qingcheng said, "It's settled then. The two of us will travel together, so we can take care of each other."
After saying this, she turned around and left without waiting for Chu Xingyun's reply.
Looking at Xia Qingcheng's graceful back, Chu Xingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He muttered to himself, "This little girl really likes to make her own decisions!"
Although he said this, he still felt a trace of warmth in his heart.
The night gradually deepened.
Chu Xingyun sat in the hall for a long time. In the end, he slowly stood up and disappeared into the night against the wild night wind.
The next day, early in the morning.
Chu Xingyun and Xia Qingcheng left the Sword Master Peak together and rushed toward the Outer Court.
Along the way, quite a number of people saw them. All of them stopped what they were doing and stared at them. Their gazes were filled with anticipation and doubt, but most of them were filled with curiosity.
Some people even followed them from afar, not wanting to miss anything.
"A bunch of flies!" Xia Qingcheng glanced behind her, looking a little angry.
As for Chu Xingyun, he acted as if nothing had happened. He didn't look behind him and kept looking forward, his expression calm.
Not long after, the two of them stepped into the Outer Court.
This time, they came to a high peak on the west side. There stood a majestic palace. The palace was surrounded by many pavilions, forming a pattern of stars surrounding the moon.
On the plaque of the majestic palace, three words were written — Contribution Hall.
This place was an important place in the Outer Court. All the Contribution Points of the Outer Court disciples were issued from this place. At the same time, the Outer Court disciples could also exchange their Contribution Points for various things they needed.
"I'm Wang Lu. Greetings, Luo Yun Sword Master!"
As soon as Chu Xingyun entered the Contribution Hall, a grey-robed middle-aged man with mottled sideburns quickly walked up to him. He had a flattering smile on his face, and his back was bowed the entire time.
Seeing this person, Xia Qingcheng's complexion improved a lot. She inwardly said, "This Wang Lu's behavior is quite flattering. Dealing with this kind of person can avoid a quarrel."
While she was thinking, Chu Xingyun had already looked around and said, "Elder Wang, you've been in charge of the Contribution Hall for more than ten years. All the big and small matters here have been handled by you, but the Contribution Hall's account book seems to have never been handed over, right?"
"The Contribution Hall's affairs are too complicated, I don't have the time to sort out the account book book. If Luo Yun Sword Master needs it, I can find the time to sort it out.
"How long will it take?" Chu Xingyun asked again.
"It's hard to say. After all, it hasn't been sorted out for more than ten years. If it's suddenly sorted out, it will inevitably be a bit tricky. I hope Luo Yun Sword Master can wait patiently. As long as I sort it out properly, I'll immediately hand it over." Wang Lu lowered his eyebrows and pretended to think.
"Very well, I'll wait for Elder Wang's good news." Chu Xingyun's expression turned cold. He turned around and strode outside.
However, just as he stepped half a step out of the threshold, Wang Lu's voice came from behind him. Without the flattery from before, Wang Lu lazily said, "Young people nowadays are really whimsical. How could more than ten years of account books be sorted out properly? If you don't know how to sort out the internal affairs, you can just directly open your mouth, why do you have to point fingers like this?"
These spicy words seemed to be deliberately spoken so that everyone present could hear it clearly. Some of the Contribution Hall's deacons even began to snicker and looked at Chu Xingyun with ridicule.
Xia Qingcheng naturally heard these words.
Her expression darkened. When she turned around, she saw Chu Xingyun leave with an expressionless face. She could only suppress her anger and quickly follow him.
After leaving the Contribution Hall, the two arrived at the Martial Arts Plaza.
In the middle of the plaza, more than ten Elder Imparting Skills stood there. They saw Chu Xingyun from afar, but they didn't make any movements. They just looked away and pretended that they never saw him.
Chu Xingyun slowly landed on the ground. His eyes looked straight at the middle-aged man in green and said in a clear voice, "Are you Elder Chen Lin?"
"What's the matter?" The middle-aged man in green glanced at him. His answer was very casual. He didn't call Chu Xingyun by his title. It could be said that he turned a blind eye to him and was especially arrogant.
Chu Xingyun didn't beat around the bush, and directly stated his thoughts. "Regarding the matter of you being in charge of passing on cultivation techniques in the outer sect, I have some suggestions, and would like to hear Elder Wang's opinion."
Unexpectedly, before he could say anything, Chen Lin's body suddenly emitted a furious aura. He glanced at Chu Xingyun coldly and said in a deep voice, "The Martial Imparting Skills is related to the cultivation progress of the seventy thousand outer disciples. Every step must be carefully examined. There can't be the slightest mistake."
"If Sword Master Luo Yun has any suggestions, please inform the Pavilion Master first. After receiving his approval, you can return here and discuss with me in detail. Otherwise, there's no need to discuss it, and don't waste my time again."
As he spoke, Chen Lin extended his right hand and made an inviting gesture to Chu Xingyun. His pair of tiger-like eyes actually didn't avoid Chu Xingyun's gaze. Instead, he directly met Chu Xingyun's gaze.
Chu Xingyun didn't say anything. There was no expression on his face. After looking deeply at Chen Lin, he turned around and left the square.
"Wait for me!" Xia Qingcheng shouted. Her eyes were filled with anger as she glared fiercely at Chen Lin before quickly following after him.
After that, the two of them continued to visit the outer disciples.
However, the responses they received didn't change much. The deacons and elders either sneered or mocked them. None of them gave them a good look.
Chu Xingyun's face was expressionless. On the other hand, Xia Qingcheng was filled with anger. Her beautiful brows were tightly knitted together as if she would explode at any moment.
"Sword Master Luo Yun, how have you been?"
At this moment, a familiar sharp voice was heard.
Xia Qingcheng turned around and saw Yan Qu and Gu Yufeng striding over. Their faces were filled with smiles, sneers, and even mockery.
Behind them was a group of people. Qi Yue and Mo Chengyun were among them. They still shrunk their necks and didn't stand out openly.
"I heard that the two of you came to the outer disciples early and found many elders to discuss important matters. However, in the end, the matter was left unsettled. I've already said that the two of you can't handle the complicated affairs of the outer disciples." Yan Qu spoke again, laughing coldly as he spoke.
"Shut up!"
Chu Xingyun wasn't angered by these words. Instead, it was Xia Qingcheng who finally couldn't take it anymore. Her beautiful brows furrowed as she scolded, "It was clearly the two of you who colluded in secret to boycott Luo Yun. Now, you still have the face to flaunt your strength here. Wanjian Pavilion's reputation has been ruined by you!"
The more Xia Qingcheng scolded, the angrier she became.
Today, she had already suppressed a bellyful of anger. As she scolded them, torrential anger spread from her body. She couldn't wait to skin these people alive.
"Don't waste your breath on them. Let's go." Chu Xingyun grabbed Xia Qingcheng and gave her a look. Then, he quickly led her away from this place.
Xia Qingcheng shook her head frantically and said with a frown, "These people clearly want to see you make a fool of yourself. If you don't teach them a lesson, they will only get worse!"
After he finished speaking, Chu Xingyun still maintained his silence. His speed suddenly increased, and he left the outer court.
"Sword Master Luo Yun, please forgive us for our lack of hospitality this time. Next time, we will definitely satisfy you!"
Gu Yufeng's mocking voice came from behind.
In an instant, a burst of laughter erupted from every corner of the large outer disciples. The sound was like a stream that soared into the sky. Every sound was so ear-piercing that it made one feel very uncomfortable.
On the way back to the Sword Master's Peak, Xia Qingcheng looked at Chu Xingyun and sighed helplessly.
Before they set off, she had already expected this scene.
However, she didn't expect that the behavior of those elders and deacons would be so excessive. They were either outwardly complying, inwardly opposing, coldly disregarding, or even wantonly mocking.
They had already disregarded Chu Xingyun's identity as the Sword Master. They simply wanted to embarrass him and make it impossible for him to establish himself in Wanjian Pavilion.
Perhaps sensing Xia Qingcheng's anger, Chu Xingyun smiled and comforted her, "Don't take what happened today to heart. I will handle it properly."
"I don't take it to heart. I just feel that it's not worth it for you." Xia Qingcheng snorted a few times and changed the topic. She said solemnly, "Now that things have developed to this point, there is no room for negotiation between the two of you. What do you think now?"
When Xia Qingcheng asked this question, a wild gust of wind swept past, bringing with it the sound of something breaking through the air.
In an instant, three middle-aged men in gray robes appeared.
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