Natural Fairy Species

Chapter 59: Stick to your heart

Manager Xiong narrowed his eyes and glanced at the thin stall owner. His legs trembled and he shrank in horror.

“Useless things, don’t know their identity before doing anything!”

 Manager Xiong cursed in his heart and said in an awe-inspiring manner: "Qingfeng sect disciples must also be reasonable and cannot bully others in the market. Everyone agrees!"

"Two handyman disciples, I have a clan brother who also worships in the Qingfeng Sect... Hehe, I wonder if you have heard of the inner disciple Xiong Baishan. If you two want to use your power to bully others, Lao Xiong can only write a letter about this matter. Inform the clan brother and ask him to find an elder within the sect for comment."

 “How are you doing?”

 Old man Tong has been cautious all his life. With his skill as a spiritual farmer, he joined the Qingfeng Sect and became a handyman disciple. He has just lived a comfortable life for a few days.

 When I heard that a member of the other party’s clan was an inner disciple, I immediately panicked.

 In the eyes of the handyman disciples like them, the inner disciples are considered to be great figures.

Although we can't directly take charge of them, the worst way out for them in the future is to be an outer sect steward. If you just say a casual word, someone from the outer sect will betray the inner sect disciple's face and target the two handyman disciples.

Since he entered the Qingfeng Sect, he has been given martial arts skills and tested his farming skills. Thirty acres of spiritual land were directly allocated to him.

 All the assigned sect tasks are related to spiritual farmers and are not dangerous at all, which is most in line with what Old Man Tong thought.

Manager Lingzhi also said that as long as the output of the spiritual land increases by 20% next year, he will hand over the hundreds of acres of spiritual land that he is responsible for to Old Man Tong. He will also apply for pills from the sect to help him break through to the middle stage of Qi refining. .

 Old Tong, who feels that good times are ahead of him, is most afraid of twists and turns. If he really offends the inner disciples and loses his status as a handyman disciple, then he will really fall from heaven to hell.

"I think this treasure bowl is worth ten spiritual stones... Just pay according to this amount, and there will be no more disputes in the future."

 Manager Xiong has a fat appearance, but his mind is very alert. Once he saw that Old Tong was timid, he knew that he was the most disadvantaged among the handyman disciples.

Those who have no background, no talent, no spiritual stone, and no personnel.

 With the support of the inner disciple Hupi, he is definitely not confident.

However, with his status as a handyman disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, he couldn't kill him with a single blow this time. He could just blackmail a few spiritual stones and tell them to go away, so that he could save face.

“Ten yuan is ten yuan...Junior Brother Lu, let’s chip in.”

 Ten spirit stones are not a small number for Old Man Tong and Lu Song.

But now I have lost my sense of caution. Old man Tong is relieved to hear that this spiritual stone can resolve the trouble.

Lu Song bit his lip hard and refused to let go even as blood oozed out. There was only one sentence in Lailai's mouth: "It wasn't me, it wasn't me..."

He couldn't understand that when he was a casual cultivator, he could only swallow his anger when he was bullied.

He worked hard and practiced hard, not daring to relax even for a day. Finally, he was listed as a handyman disciple on the day when the Qingfeng Gate opened. And because the two casual cultivators in front of him disappeared inexplicably, he was lucky enough to become a handyman disciple.

But as a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, he still has to suffer unjust injustice, so why should he practice so hard?

“I didn’t break this bowl, and I won’t pay for the spiritual stone!”

Lu Song stubbornly raised his head and shouted loudly.

"What did you say?"

Steward Xiong was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that something that was absolutely certain would change again.

"You must think clearly. If you behave badly and bully casual cultivators outside the Qingfeng Sect on the basis of your reputation as a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, you will be expelled from the sect. There are two foundation-building elders of the Shang Sect in Fang City. As long as I bring what happened here If you report the matter to the police, you can imagine the consequences, little brother."

“Junior brother Lu, don’t be impulsive... How about I pay for all the spiritual stones without having to share them?”

 Old Tong's gray hair was so anxious that his gray hair fell loose, and he pulled Lu Song.

“Then you tell the elders and let the sect condemn me. I won’t admit it myself!”

 “Well said, how can I, a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect, suffer unjust injustice!”

 Bai Zichen cheered.

 He watched for a long time and could only sigh that the two of them were in the middle of the situation and their reaction was more than a beat slower.

 Old Tong was tactful and fearful, while Lu Song was resolute and stubborn. They complemented each other perfectly, but because they had just left their status as casual cultivators for a few months, they were frightened by Manager Xiong's words.

The senior officials of Qingfeng Sect did not pay attention to the handyman disciples, but they still used the Qingfeng Sect's sign when walking outside.

Steward Xiong took this trivial matter to Elder Ji Zhu, and it would be interesting if he could get a reply.

What Bai Zichen didn't expect was that even near Zongmenfang City, there were such people harboring evil and dominating the market.

Even if he had ten thousand courages, he would not dare to detain the Qingfengmen servant disciples.

 “This Manager Xiong just said he would report to the two elders, so I will wait here to see what the elders have to say.”

“By the way, I also know Senior Brother Xiong Baishan. I will definitely bring the regards from Manager Xiong when I return to the sect.”

Among the inner disciples, there is indeed one named Xiong Baishan. Coincidentally, this person is one of the inner disciples who took the initiative to come to the door and present the name card.

 “Brother Bai!”

 Old man Tong screamed in surprise. After the assessment that day, there was no trace of Bai Zichen.

When I heard this today, I knew that Bai Zichen had also become a disciple of the Qingfeng Sect. Based on his age and potential, he must be an outer disciple.

Lu Song nodded slightly and said hello, and his expression became more relaxed.

Steward Xiong groaned secretly, knowing that he had hit a brick wall today.

Such a young person at the sixth level of Qi Refining knows Xiong Baishan, and most likely he is also an inner sect disciple.

Manager Xiong is now a clan brother of Xiong Baishan. When he comes in front of others, he has already gone to serve him from left to right.

Although he and Xiong Baishan have the same surname, they are more than thirty years apart and separated by many generations of blood.

In order to maintain this line, Manager Xiong sorts out two hundred spiritual stones and sends them to Xiong Baishan every year. They say they are training resources given by the clan, but in fact they are paid for by himself.

“I looked at it carefully again, and the cracks in this bowl are a bit suspicious. I think Yan Xiaozi is very likely to direct and act on his own!"

Steward Xiong turned around and completely changed his previous statement.

“What a good boy, you actually dared to frame a disciple of the Shang Sect and almost deceived me. You deserve to die!”

He slapped the skinny stall owner with his palm as big as a palm, and knocked the skinny stall owner's teeth all over the floor. He fainted without making a sound.

At the same time, he grabbed the man's storage bag, rummaged through it for a long time, and took out twenty spiritual stones.

“This spiritual stone will be used as compensation for the mental damage caused by this person’s false accusation to the disciples of the sect. Please accept it.”

Bai Zichen motioned to Old Man Tong to accept the spirit stone and didn't bother to worry about the rest.

Whether he is dominating the market or playing tricks to harm others, he is not a sect law enforcement monk. If his two old friends hadn't encountered each other today, he might not have taken action even if he was nearby.

“Yes, he can persevere in the face of difficulties... Brother Lu has gone through this mental ordeal, and it will probably take less than half a year to reach another level of cultivation.”

Bai Zichen and the two of them walked near the square and talked about everything they had experienced since they parted that day.

The little girl Jiang Shu happened to have a family member nearby, so she was taken home the next day.

"Thank you Bai, Brother Bai for your encouragement. I just respected my own heart and made a choice."

Lu Song's eyes were filled with gratitude. For a moment, he was really ready to be fired.

After a brief exchange of greetings and rejection of Old Man Tong’s request to give him half of the compensated spirit stones, Bai Zichen declined to explain that he had something else to do.

 When he arrived outside the square, he walked away directly under the light, leaving only a trace of green ink.

"It's really my fault this time, Brother Bai. He is an outer disciple after all. He got to know the big boss of the inner disciple within a few days of joining, so the steward didn't dare to act rashly."

 Old man Tong patted Lu Song on the shoulder with lingering fear and said.

“Junior brother Lu, you should restrain your temper from now on, there are many people we can’t afford to offend!”

"Didn't you hear what Bai Xiaoyou said about sticking to your heart...I can't escape anymore."

Lu Song took a deep look at the black ring on his index finger, as if he had made a major decision, and his whole personality changed.

 (End of this chapter)