Chapter 42
Chapter 42: Don’t Look Down on a Poor Young Girl!
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Time flew by, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Lin Muyu had been living a routine life of three points and one line.
Following Su Wanqing to classes, going to the cultivation tower to cultivate, then returning home to sleep in Xinlian’s embrace.
Without realizing it, while many people had just stepped into the Qi Refining stage, Lin Muyu had already entered the middle stage of Qi Refining.
As for the daily costs of cultivating at the cultivation tower, it was all paid for by the wealthy Su!
Lin Muyu knew that Su Wanqing was rich, but she didn’t know she was this wealthy.
She directly closed her eyes and bought Lin Muyu a full year’s unlimited cultivation tower package.
Although Lin Muyu felt embarrassed about Su Wanqing spending money on her, she still accepted it.
When she becomes stronger in the future, she’ll definitely have the ability to pay her back!
During this time, a small incident occurred.
By chance, Lin Muyu discovered that Xiao Bai could actually fly. A fox that could fly?
But thinking about how Xiao Bai could transform into a fox girl, flying didn’t seem particularly surprising.
So every time she went to class, she no longer needed Su Wanqing to pick her up and drop her off, she could just hold onto Xiao Bai’s tail.
The poor Six-Tailed Void Fox had actually become a driver.
Su Wanqing could also focus wholeheartedly on breaking through to the Golden Core stage.
She would then truly have the strength to establish herself in the cultivation world.
Golden Core was similar to human adulthood, it marked that a cultivator had officially become mature and powerful, capable of standing on their own.
The difference between Golden Core and Foundation Establishment was exactly the difference between an adult and a cub.
“Hey, I’ve told you so many times, if you want to sit, then sit, don’t rub this fox’s tail!”
Xiao Bai in fox form looked helplessly at the cute girl behind her who had buried her face in her tail.
What sin had she committed in this lifetime to encounter such a little ancestor?
“Xiao Bai, you’re the best, let me rub it a little~”
Lin Muyu’s tone was affectionate, with no intention of letting go of the big tail.
“Sigh.”
Life wasn’t easy, the fox sighed.
Unable to resist Lin Muyu, Xiao Bai had no choice but to quickly fly to the classroom and drop her off.
Arriving at the destination, Xiao Bai shook her tail, indicating that Lin Muyu should get down.
Lin Muyu landed gracefully and said to Xiao Bai with a face full of smiles:
“Xiao Bai, remember to come pick me up~”
“I know, you really are my little ancestor.”
Xiao Bai replied with drooping fox ears.
Since she couldn’t stray too far from Lin Muyu, she had to find a comfortable spot in a tree to sleep.
Although it was quite embarrassing for a great demon cultivator to sleep all day, she really had nothing else to do.
The demon race wasn’t like humans who needed to cultivate, they just needed to eat their fill every day, and their cultivation would naturally rise.
Of course, a small portion of exceptionally talented demons would still cultivate.
But she seemed to have no need to cultivate anymore.
‘This fox has already become a slacking fox, the fate of the demon race has nothing to do with me anymore.’
The white fox who had already walked through the gates of hell had become a lazy fox.
Every day she ate and slept, slept and ate.
After all, she had actually survived from the hands of that killing god, she originally thought she would have to meet the previous Demon Emperor.
So, having brushed close to death, she only wanted to enjoy life properly and didn’t want to rush about for the demon race’s illusory dreams.
Without realizing it, the snow-white ball of fluff on the tree branch slowly drifted into dreamland.
Walking to the classroom entrance, Lin Muyu put away her relaxed expression and walked into the classroom with somewhat heavy steps.
As for why?
It was all because of that annoying pest who liked to bully her…
“Guess who I am?”
Instantly, Lin Muyu’s eyes were covered by a pair of tender hands, and a sweet voice came from behind.
“Stop fooling around, Luo Chenxi! Childish!”
“Wrong guess~ Turn around and look.”
The voice behind her was somewhat playful.
“Besides you being this boring, who else could it be…”
Lin Muyu turned around somewhat helplessly, but what was in front of her immediately startled her.
“Ahhhhh, a ghost!”
Before her eyes, a huge ghostly blue firebird was staring eerily at Lin Muyu, its two enormous eyes still glowing with hellish flames.
This scene scared Lin Muyu into backing away quickly, and without realizing it, her back pressed against a soft body.
“Junior Sister Luo, why are you bullying Junior Sister Lin again?”
A calm yet authoritative voice came from behind them.
Lin Muyu couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Luo Chenxi had no choice but to dispel the firebird in her hand, saying somewhat regretfully:
“Sorry, I was wrong, I won’t do it again! (not really)”
“It’s good that you know you’re wrong.”
Hearing this apology, Senior Sister Susu nodded gently.
“Senior Sister Susu, do you think she looks like she knows she’s wrong? Severe punishment, there must be severe punishment!”
“Alright, Junior Sister Lin, don’t make a fuss either.”
Senior Sister Susu helplessly rubbed her head.
In these past ten-plus days, she didn’t know how many times she had experienced this kind of thing.
Junior Sister Luo always liked to bully Junior Sister Lin, and no matter what she said, she wouldn’t listen.
And she couldn’t afford to offend either of these two junior sisters’ masters, so she could only act as a mediator between them.
After Senior Sister Susu’s painstaking mediation, Lin Muyu could only sit together with Luo Chenxi while pouting.
And Luo Chenxi seemed to feel unsatisfied, leaning close to Lin Muyu’s ear and saying:
“Scaredy-cat, so fun~”
Her fist hardened, her fist really hardened.
If she weren’t just cannon fodder, unable to match Luo Chenxi in either strength or luck, she would definitely beat Luo Chenxi up.
Lin Muyu glared at Luo Chenxi cutely, as if saying:
‘Just you wait!’
Then she paid her no more attention.
“Why don’t you glare at me again? Your expression is quite cute.”
Luo Chenxi propped up her head, her tone slightly ambiguous.
“…”
When you’re weak, even when you’re angry, others think you’re acting cute…
Don’t look down on a poor young girl!
Lin Muyu swore that when she becomes powerful in the future, she would definitely bully her back.
“You all have been enrolled for more than half a month now. It’s time to select a suitable weapon to accompany your growth.”
On the podium, Senior Sister Susu spoke gently yet authoritatively.
“Weapons are an important factor in a cultivator’s strength composition.
Even adults would be wary of a child wielding a kitchen knife.
If you wield a divine weapon, then killing enemies above your level would be as simple as eating and drinking.”
Lin Muyu listened with great interest below the podium, her heart filled with longing.
Could she, Lin Muyu, finally become a handsome sword cultivator?
Thinking of Su Wanqing’s handsome appearance when she wielded the Frost Sword back in the small village.
She couldn’t help but wonder if she could be that handsome too.
Strength is temporary, but being handsome is for life!
“Remember, everyone must find a weapon suitable for themselves. You cannot judge solely by grade, otherwise, you’ll be going in the opposite direction.”
Senior Sister Susu’s tone shifted, speaking gravely.
“Even if you wield a divine weapon, if it’s not compatible with you, not only will you fail to display its strength, but you’ll suffer backlash instead.”
Although Senior Sister Susu said this, who could resist the temptation of divine weapons and sharp blades?
She knew that no matter how seriously she spoke, there would still be many people who wouldn’t heed her words.
Only after experiencing it themselves would they remember it in their hearts.
As Senior Sister Susu finished speaking.
All the disciples followed her to the front of a huge stone mountain.
In front of the mountain, a plainly dressed elderly man was lying on a reclining chair, very leisurely.
But no one would look down on this elder, after all, the Qinglan Sect didn’t support idlers.
“Elder Zangjian.”
Senior Sister Susu called out respectfully.
“Ah, it’s Susu. Haven’t seen you in so many years, you’ve grown into a great beauty. Are you here this time to bring your junior brothers and sisters to find suitable weapons?”
The elder gently waved his palm fan, his face full of smiles.
“Yes, Elder Zangjian.”
The respect on Senior Sister Susu’s face didn’t diminish in the slightest. She knew that the seemingly ordinary elder before her had unfathomable strength.
Elder Zangjian looked over the crowd for a while, then nodded with satisfaction:
“Not bad, this batch indeed has many good seedlings. You may take them inside.”
“Remember, each person can only bring out one weapon.”
“There’s already a group of disciples who entered ahead of you, do not get into conflicts with them.”
Hearing this, all the disciples respectfully bowed and cupped their fists:
“Thank you, Elder Zangjian.”
Then, led by Senior Sister Susu, everyone walked into this mountain peak that contained tens of thousands of weapons.
Watching the departing figures, Elder Zangjian stroked his grizzled beard and said with a smile:
“I wonder if anyone from this batch will obtain a spirit weapon?”