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Song Qingyao lay beside the corpse of a first-grade mid-rank Qingfeng Wolf, heaving and retching without pause.
At this moment, her entire body was covered in cuts and bruises, large and small, making her almost unrecognizable.
After lying still for a long time, she mustered her strength and sat up.
She pulled out a dagger and began examining the wolf’s corpse.
She had brought almost nothing when she left—only this dagger, which Song Zhiyou had shoved into her hands before the teleportation array.
Puchi!
Lost in thought, Song Qingyao plunged the dagger into the Qingfeng Wolf’s body.
An increasingly thick smell of blood burst forth, accompanied by the ghastly sight of mangled flesh.
Unable to hold back, Song Qingyao vomited again.
Pale-faced, she stared at the wolf’s corpse, only regaining her composure after a long while.
Beasts were born as enemies of cultivators—everyone sought to kill them on sight.
But this was her first time killing one, and the intense discomfort almost overwhelmed her.
She sniffled, then abruptly wiped her face with her sleeve and extracted the Qingfeng Wolf’s demon core.
At least no one had seen this—only she knew what happened today.
Especially, Song Zhiyou hadn’t seen it.
‘She wondered where Song Zhiyou was now. Probably scared out of her wits by some beast, not even getting close to one, right?’
With that, Song Qingyao’s fighting spirit surged again.
So what if she had retched and looked pathetic?
She had obtained a demon core!
Song Zhiyou watched the water mirror with great interest.
Seeing her so absorbed in one panel, the other three couldn’t help looking over as well.
They too became engrossed.
Seeing that Song Qingyao was still whimpering without real danger, Song Zhiyou’s gaze fell on Yun Mian, and a sudden inspiration struck her.
She waved at Yun Mian: “Daoist Yun! We’ll be fellow disciples from now on. How about we get to know each other? I’m Song Zhiyou, eleven years old, Qi Refining layer six. Just call me Senior Sister.”
Yun Mian replied shyly: “Greetings, Daoist Song. I’m Yun Mian, also Qi Refining layer six. But I’m eleven years and one month old.”
Song Zhiyou’s smile slowly faded, her expression turning serious: “Daoist Yun, I am eleven years, one month, and seventeen days old.”
Yun Mian’s face slowly bloomed into a shy smile: “Daoist Song, I am eleven years, one month, and twenty-three days old.”
Song Zhiyou pondered for a few seconds, then said solemnly: “I entered the sect before you. Since we are both disciples, seniority should be based on order of entry.”
Yun Mian drew a sharp breath, and after a long pause, said: “Senior Sister Song.”
Song Zhiyou beamed: “Junior Sister Yun, I accept your deference.”
Yun Mian felt stifled.
Song Zhiyou lowered her voice: “Junior Sister Yun, since you’ve called me senior sister, let me tell you a way to instantly obtain pills, resources, and spirit stones. It’s simple and easy, and can be done in half an incense stick’s time.”
Yun Mian’s eyes lit up, but she remained cautious.
“If Senior Sister has such a method, why not use it yourself?”
Song Zhiyou continued in a hushed tone: “Junior Sister Yun, you’re perceptive. To be honest, these resources can only be obtained once per person. I’ve already taken mine. But you haven’t, so you can still go get them.”
“Senior Sister Song, why are you telling me this?”
“Naturally, because you called me senior sister, and I see that we have a karmic connection.”
Seeing Yun Mian’s resolve waver, Song Zhiyou’s smile deepened, and her voice dropped even lower.
“However, this method cost me much effort. I can’t just give it away for free… So, how about you give me twenty percent of the spirit stones and resources you get later? From now on, whenever either of us has news, we can share it with each other like this. Deal?”
Hearing this, Yun Mian actually became less wary.
She nodded readily.
The next second, Song Zhiyou patted her bottom and stood up, dragging Yun Mian toward the direction where the elders were gathered.
Yun Mian’s eyes flew wide open.
She wanted to escape, but Song Zhiyou’s grip was like iron pincers, impossible to break.
Yun Mian: ‘!!!’
Yun Mian regretted it. What good method could involve running to the elders?
Unfortunately, Song Zhiyou gave her no chance to back out.
“Elder Wei, disciple has a request.”
Hearing Song Zhiyou’s voice, Elder Wei’s eyelid began to twitch wildly.
“State your business.”
“Elder, the three of us have already received the new disciple welcome package. Junior Sister Yun hasn’t received hers yet…”
Before she could finish, Song Zhiyou’s collar was snatched, and together with Yun Mian, Elder Wei lifted them and moved them dozens of miles away from the water mirror.
Elder Wei’s temple throbbed. He glared at Song Zhiyou, then tossed a storage pouch into Yun Mian’s hands.
When he turned to Yun Mian, his expression softened slightly.
“I had planned to inform you later, but since Song Zhiyou brought it up, I’ll give it to you now.”
‘This child joined the sect voluntarily—clearly a gentle and well-mannered good child.’
‘As for what happened in the valley, she probably didn’t overthink it.’
Thinking this, Elder Wei’s gaze toward Yun Mian grew even warmer.
“These are additional resources for exceptional talents joining the sect. I assume Song Zhiyou has already explained the other benefits to you, so I won’t elaborate.”
Yun Mian nodded dizzily, still confused.
‘What additional resources?’
‘What other benefits?’
She had no idea.
Before she could sort out her thoughts, Song Zhiyou’s voice rang out again.
“Elder, there’s also five thousand…”
Five thousand?!
The confusion in Yun Mian’s eyes vanished, replaced by sharp focus.
Elder Wei’s face changed as he snapped at Song Zhiyou: “Shut up!”
Song Zhiyou stuck out her neck, righteous and fearless: “Junior Sister Yun is also a disciple of Xuantian Sect! You cannot play favorites!”
Another storage pouch flew from Elder Wei’s hand.
“Stop! This is the last time! Do not mention this matter again!”
“Thank you, Elder! May you have blessings and abundance every year!”
Song Zhiyou pulled Yun Mian to bow to Elder Wei, then quickly ran off.
Watching their fleeing figures, Elder Wei’s temples throbbed.
Apart from the additional resources that could be reimbursed by the sect, he had lost twenty thousand spirit stones in a short time…
Though it was a small sum to him, he couldn’t shake a strange feeling.
On the way back, Yun Mian thought carefully and finally realized—she had been tricked by Song Zhiyou!
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