The Demon Sword had already been forcibly dragged away by Jianjian. He unwillingly said, “No! I don’t want him! Ningning, even if I’m beaten, I hope you do it yourself…”
Tian Ning waved her sleeve, not disturbing a single cloud.
Leaving the Demon Sword to Jianjian to handle, Tian Ning exited her Divine Sense feeling relieved.
The real Tian Ning opened her eyes and saw Meng Xian sitting on a wooden stake, looking silently at the sky with a complicated expression.
“I’m fine.”
Tian Ning put her things into her Dimensional Pouch, taking a moment to compose herself.
She took on the persona of a wise older sister and life mentor: “Meng Xian! You must look forward. You’re still young, the future is full of endless possibilities, there are no insurmountable difficulties in life…”
Meng Xian: “…”
If she hadn’t suddenly fallen asleep, Meng Xian would have shown a moved expression.
But at this moment, Meng Xian really couldn’t…
He thought Tian Ning might be crazy. Who takes a nap before comforting someone? She couldn’t possibly be thinking of what to say… Although Meng Xian thought this, he felt inexplicably relieved.
This Tian Ning should not be like those other women.
Along the way, Meng Xian didn’t probe any further.
After successfully arriving at Yun Yue Sect, Tian Ning parted ways with Meng Xian without any lingering attachment.
They had only met by chance, without much interaction. Tian Ning knew it wasn’t easy for Meng Xian, a child, to be out on his own, so she took the time to find some spare Low-Grade Spirit Stones and a few Mid-Grade Spirit Stones for him.
These Spirit Stones, though not many, were enough for Meng Xian to live on for a while, without attracting too much attention with excessive wealth.
Meng Xian watched the young woman’s departing back, unsure how to feel. For the first time, a woman wasn’t deliberately approaching him.
He left the crowd to participate in the Sect Selection.
The method of recruiting disciples in the Central Continent differed from that of the Eastern Continent. Instead of the Six Great Sects coming to select disciples, large and small Sects gathered together to hold a disciple recruitment event every three years.
This way, disciples rejected by one Sect could immediately choose another, without having to travel far to another Sect.
The Six Great Sects of the Central Continent were also different from those of the Eastern Continent. Unlike the Wanjian Sect and the Beast Taming Sect, where 90% of the members were Sword Cultivators or Beast Tamers, each Sect in the Central Continent had balanced development, with cultivators of various professions.
As the central location of the Five Continents, the Central Continent developed much faster than the other four continents. Even the Spiritual Energy was more abundant. There’s a saying that the Dragon Vein is somewhere in the Central Continent.
The Sect Selection lasted for half a month. When Meng Xian arrived, the registration point was still crowded.
His clothes were unremarkable; generally, no Sect would invite him. But shortly after Meng Xian entered the registration point, a young girl in a blue robe stopped him.
【Is this my target? They look really pitiful, dressed like a dog.】
【Ding! Male Protagonist Meng Xian encountered. Current favorability: 0. Host, please keep up the good work!】
The girl showed a sweet smile. She seemed completely unconcerned about Meng Xian’s dirty appearance, extending a clean, white hand and smiling, “Greetings, Fellow Cultivator! Are you interested in joining our Tai Chu Sect?”
Here we go again.
Meng Xian’s face showed bewildered panic, but his heart was filled with disgust.
This wasn’t the first time. Women would inexplicably appear around him, carrying items belonging to a System, claiming to be here to conquer him. From the beginning, these people had ulterior motives, painstakingly flattering him, appearing like a light in his darkest hour. They even… deliberately plotted to have him humiliated, allowing him to endure scorn, even plotting behind his back, exposing his Devil Race bloodline in front of everyone, and then… saving him.
He wasn’t that stupid as to fall for this kind of fattening-and-slaughtering method.
The so-called conquest was nothing but pretense from beginning to end.
【Ding! Male Protagonist Meng Xian’s current favorability: 5. Host, please keep up the good work!】
“Okay…” Meng Xian spoke, but didn’t dare to touch the clean little hand.
Having gone through it once, he wouldn’t be that stupid again!
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Tian Ning went to the Alchemy Competition disciples to complete registration.
The disciple gave her the entry permit. After telling her the time of the competition, they encouraged her according to custom, “Alchemy Elders from various Sects will be present to watch the competition. Perform well, and you might be accepted into a Sect on the spot. Fellow Cultivator, good luck!”
Tian Ning politely returned a smile.
She already had a Sect, so she didn’t care much about this. The main reason was to bring some Mung Bean Sprouts back for Xuanjiu.
Tian Ning found an inn to stay in. The foot of Yun Yue Mountain was very lively, with many cultivators coming and going, street vendors hawking their wares. Sometimes, wandering around in such places might lead to a great Chance Encounter.
Tian Ning strolled around idly.
When she saw pretty jewelry and fabric, she bought double, to wear matching outfits with her Third Senior Sister. She bought Talismans and a Talisman Brush for her Second Senior Brother, and checked out the broadsword stalls to buy one for her Senior Brother. As for her Fourth Senior Brother, she would give him Spirit Stones. He would certainly be very happy with such flashy gifts.
Although Tian Ning’s clothes were full of patches, she bought out several stalls in a row, spending a considerable number of Spirit Stones.
Tian Ning bought many things, gifts for everyone.
As she was buying, she suddenly remembered her Master, whose presence was almost non-existent. She almost forgot about him; everyone on Sword Protecting Mountain had to receive a gift.
So, Tian Ning entered a Coffin Shop. Facing the enthusiastic shopkeeper, Tian Ning said, “Can I try lying in this coffin to see if it’s comfortable?”
Since her Master was still alive, Tian Ning naturally wanted to choose a high-quality coffin to honor him.
Shopkeeper: “???”
He’d seen many people buying coffins for deceased relatives, but never someone picking one out for themselves!
The shopkeeper twitched his mouth. “Of course!”
Tian Ning looked at a few coffins she liked and honestly lay down inside.
Shopkeeper: “…”
Then, she sat up and seriously commented, “Do you have any larger ones? Preferably ones that can accommodate three or four people.”
Recalling her Senior Brother’s suggestion to hide in a coffin last time, Tian Ning thought the coffin should be larger. In case someone encounters danger one day and the situation is urgent, to prevent being a burden, just hide in the coffin.
She could also chat with her Master.
Shopkeeper: “…”
Was she planning to have several men buried with her?
She’s quite extravagant!
Upholding the principle of treating every customer well, no matter how strange they are, the shopkeeper’s smile remained unchanged: “We don’t have that kind of coffin at the moment. If you need one, you can pay a deposit in advance, and it will only take a few days for our craftsman to make it.”
“Fine, Spirit Stones aren’t a problem,” Tian Ning stated her requirements. “I want one with high defense, and please add four small, hidden wheels to the sides of the coffin, making it easier to transport.”
Her Senior Brother wouldn’t have to carry the coffin so much. It’ll be easy to push it on flat ground.
The shopkeeper didn’t understand.
Which family’s coffin has wheels?
Not letting the deceased rest in peace, burying them quickly, but also carrying the coffin around?
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