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Book 2: Chapter 4.1: It May Be A Bit Painful




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“That’s OK.”
Liu Yunzi clapped her hands and smiled.
“According to the rules, students of the elders were all in red clothes. Although Uncle Ancestor had no official position in the Sect, with the current status of lady Ruowei, she should have red clothes too, right?
“Of course. According to the status, we should even call her senior sister.”
The third elder who had been opposed before also became active at this moment.
“Leave it to me, I will send her identity jade and clothes as soon as possible.”
“Oh … you have prepared beforehand.”
Seeing the reactions of the elders, Bai Qiulan suddenly understood, watching them while sneering again and again.
“Well done, you have grown independent.”
“We don’t dare.”
The elders quickly shook their heads:
“Uncle Ancestor, please spare us.”
“Forget it, I’m very busy anyway, and it’s not bad to teach Miss Tang.”
Bai Qiuran glanced up at Tang Ruowei.
“Heavenly level of Earth Spiritual Root… I think that the qualifications of the Shangxuan royal family have concentrated on you.”
“You can tell at a glance?”
Tang Ruowei was surprised:
“I only managed to test it out after touching that stone for a long time.”
“Spiritual Root is not a scarce thing. It can be replenished by eating some Heaven-Mending Pills.”
Bai Qiuran didn’t care and asked:
“I heard that there are two people with Heavenly-level Spiritual Root this time. What about the other?”
“The other one has a Metal Spiritual Root, and the sect leader has accepted him as a student.”
The three elders answered.
“Oh, then help me remind Jue Yunzi to remember to quash his pride first.”
Bai Qiuran said lightly:
“Let him realize Heavenly-level Spiritual Root doesn’t mean everything.”
“This … it should not be too hard on him, otherwise he will be easy to give up.”
The six elders whispered.
“If he doesn’t even have that kind of mind, it’s better to go home and be a farmer.”
Bai Qiuran glanced at the elders lazily.
“Furthermore, isn’t this Qingming Sword Sect still having such a useful [Uncle Ancestor]? Huh, do you really think that every time you bring your disciples on the cliff of your mountain peak and point at Qixing Peak, I can’t see you from here? ”
The six elders felt a chill ran down their spines.
“Well, I accept it, are you satisfied?”
Bai Qiuran clapped:
“Go back, you have to deal with the daily affairs of Qingming Sword Sect.”
“But about the ceremony…”
The seventh elder hesitated.
“Leave it to me, everything is simple.”
Bai Qiuran waved his hand impatiently.
“It’s also best to change the way you call each other. Uncle Ancestor, you still call her Miss Tang, it’s quite like strangers. Lady Rouwei, it is not polite to call your master by his name.”
The sixth elder Qing Yunzi said again.
“I know, I know.”
Bai Qiuran forced a bunch of elders out of his place and threw the unconscious sect leader to them.
“Go, do your business.”
After closing, he closed the door.
Several elders stood at the door and looked at each other. They didn’t know whether their attempt of matching was successful or not, but they didn’t dare to bother Bai Qiuran anymore. They could only carry the unconscious sect leader and returned to their respective peaks.