Xianxia: My Junior sisters are Weird!
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My Junior Sisters Are Freaks – Chapter 106
“Purple Cloud Sect, they are disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect!”
The purple clouds on their chests were symbols of the Purple Cloud Sect.
Hearing this, everyone hurriedly paved the way for them.
They were the third generation disciples of the Purple Cloud Sect. They had received the sect's mission to gather materials, so they had come to the outskirts of the Red Cliff thousands of miles together.
A female disciple from the Purple Cloud Sect glanced at the reaction of the loose crowd of cultivators and slightly frowned.
“Zidian Boy! Master said to be careful when we get out. Isn't it not good for us to be a standout person?”
“Saudari Yun’er, Senior Brother is now a high-level Gold Core cultivator. Besides, who would dare to show hostility towards our Purple Cloud Sect disciples? Young Brother, don't think too much. Let Senior Brother Zidian handle it! “
The principle of not revealing one's wealth is very simple, strange how these people don't even know it.
“We have just entered the outskirts of Red Cliffs. It is still not appropriate to attract the attention of others at this time. If..”
Hearing this, everyone seemed to realize something.
Seeing this, the other female disciple hurriedly pulled her sleeve, hinting for her to stop talking.
“Kakak Zidian, what do you think?”
Hearing this, traces of fog flashed in the eyes of the cultivating person named Zidian.
Originally, she had wanted to show off in front of her Junior Sister, but she had not expected that she would actually hit the hooves of a horse.
Hm! Let's see it later.
As he turned his head, he turned into a softer expression.
His gentle gaze glanced at the female disciple. Seeing that he seemed a little unhappy, he stepped out to tidy things up.
“Haha! Junior Sister Yun’er's words made sense. It was just the carelessness of Senior Brother.”
“However, Senior Brother's actions are also to get a place to stay. Big Brother and Senior Brother don't want to spend the night in the Red Cliffs sandstorm, right?”
Hearing this, the female disciple of the Purple Cloud Sect named Yun’er did not say anything more.
Although a cultivator wouldn't die even if they stayed in the Red Cliff sandstorm for one night, when they thought about the scorpions and venomous snakes that occasionally emerged from the sand, it was the case that, they must feel more comfortable staying in an inn.
Even though the roving cultivators group was interested in the original Clear Wind Pill, they could not hold their breath inwardly because their position was too far back to exchange places in the inn.
At this moment, a young voice came from the front.
“I am the first. I'm willing to trade it for you with a medicinal pill!”
“Send the money and hand over the goods. A bottle of this medicinal pill is mine. I'll sell you my position.”
The one who spoke was a young cultivator who wore ordinary clothes and had an average appearance.
The strength of the young cultivator was inconspicuous among the crowd. He had just reached the early stages of the Foundation Establishment Stage.
The reason why he was able to obtain such a high position was not because of his weak cultivation, but because he had eaten this bowl of medicinal pills.
The young man's name was Li Xiaoyao. He often mingles on the outskirts of red cliffs and usually runs errands for people to earn some living expenses.
Today, he arrived outside the Desert Inn before dawn. Of course, he did not want to stay in the inn. He just wanted to earn money by trading with others.
He also did not expect to find an incredible deal today.
Looking at the gazes of the crowd, a mischievous expression appeared on the young man's face.
“Ahem! Are you going to change it? If not, I'll go.”
The young man's initial intention was that if nothing changed, then he would leave. After all, he actually did not have the money to enter and stay at the inn.
But when the others heard this, they thought that he would come in and register.
Because it was the turn of the young cultivator who entered the inn.
“Change, of course I will change!”
Zidian carried a group of purple cloud sect disciples and walked through the crowd.
“Count them. Three Clear Wind Pills, no more, no less!”
The young man took out a jade bottle and shook his head.
After he took the pill, he did not even look at it and hurriedly left the Desert Inn.
The disciples of this sect had incredible strength and had the support of the sect behind them, so they were naturally unafraid of a few small people. However, the young man was not only weak but also had no background to speak of. If he didn't escape before everyone regained consciousness.., it would probably be very difficult for them to leave later.
“Sister, let's go in!”
The people from the Purple Cloud Sect withdrew their gaze and immediately entered the inn.
“Ck, tsk! The young man was lucky. He relied on his position to obtain a bottle of second-rate medicinal pills.”
“It's hard to tell if it's a blessing or a curse. It was the wisest choice for him to leave now.”
“I feel he is very unwise from the beginning.”
Among the originally bustling crowd in front of the Desert Inn, several teams quietly left.
Everyone saw it, but said nothing.
The strong prey on the weak. Survival of the fittest was the iron law of the cultivation world.
Without sufficient ability, one could lose his life at any time, let alone lose any property or thing.
A man turned his head and discovered that some people were suddenly squeezing in front of him.
“Damn it, who blackmailed me? It will obviously be me soon.”
“You pushed me, you searched for death!”
“Come! If I hadn't hit you today, I, stupid Li, would have written my name upside down.”
Due to a small interlude, the scene in front of the inn became chaotic for a moment.
Some took the opportunity to squeeze, some punched and kicked, and some snuck into the inn.
Suddenly.
Bang out!
Several figures flew out from the inn.
When everyone heard this, they subconsciously looked up.
An old man carrying a corpse walked out of the inn with a stick.
The old man was wearing a long cloth robe. His body was so thin that it was as if a gust of wind could blow him away. However, he had a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle.
Stared at by him, everyone felt as if they were being stared at by a terrifying ferocious beast, as if they were sitting on a safety pin.
The previously chaotic scene also became completely silent due to the appearance of the old man.
“Uhuk uhuk!”
“Company by rules. Anyone who breaks the rules must be prepared to pay with his life.”
The old man coughed loudly a few times, and a trace of blood suddenly appeared on his pale face.
“Alright, continue marching!”
As the old man's weak voice fell, the outside of the inn suddenly became orderly.
A Foundation Establishment stage cultivator cupped his fist towards another cultivator with a bruised face.
“This Daoist Brother, please go first. I was too careless just now. I'm sorry to you here.”
“No, no. It was a good thing for cultivators to argue occasionally. It doesn't count as a grudge.”
“Daoist Brothers, Please!”
“No, no, no, you go first!”
Each person: “...”
The two people who had just fought over the seats actually gave way in front of everyone.
Those who are unaware of the situation will actually assume that their relationship is excellent.
The old man looked around and then slowly retreated back to the inn.
After his cough disappeared, everyone slowly sighed in relief.
But after the warning earlier, everyone obediently lined up and no one dared to play any more tricks.
Outside the Desert Inn.
Everyone lined up neatly in long lines.
What no one noticed was that the pair of bright eyes in the thick clouds in the sky had seen everything that had just happened.
“Hmm! Interesting, interesting.”
“A cultivator in the Ascension Realm actually appeared at the inn on the outskirts of Red Cliff.”
One should know that a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm can already establish a sect, and a cultivator in the Ascension Realm can be considered a powerful existence. For such a strong cultivator to appear in an inn, one had to think deeply.
Su Xing's figure was faintly visible in the clouds, as if he was attracted to the Desert Inn beneath his feet.
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