Expelled from Xuantian Sect

Upon hearing the voice, Yan Shu quickly straightened up and said in a calm voice, “Come in.”

Xiao Jihan entered the room with a tray of food. Today, he was wearing a pale cyan robe that represented his status as an outer disciple of the Xuantian Sect. Although it was a bit worn out, it couldn’t hide his noble demeanor.

Unlike the disheveled appearance he had in the dungeon yesterday, his black hair was tied up neatly, revealing a clean forehead with a few stray hairs hanging on the sides. He had well-defined sword-like eyebrows, phoenix-like eyes, a tall nose bridge, and a delicate nose tip. His thin lips were full, and his fair skin seemed even whiter than hers, accentuating the rosy color of his lips. The lip bead looked like a bright red cherry, tempting one to take a bite after staring at it for a while.

Ahem!

Perhaps she was thinking too much.

Sensing her gaze, Xiao Jihan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed. Without looking at her, he placed a bowl of spiritual rice porridge and a small dish on the table, then turned around to leave with the tray.

Yan Shu watched his figure and suddenly remembered something, so she spoke up, “Wait.”

Xiao Jihan’s eyebrows furrowed even more upon hearing her words. He turned around but refused to look at her, keeping his gaze lowered. He said, “Master, do you have any further instructions?”

Yan Shu glanced at his slightly discolored robe and took her token out of the mustard seed bag, placing it on the table. She calmly said, “In the past, Master had some worries and concerns, even though I accepted you as my disciple...”

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Yan Shu suddenly shut her mouth.

Xiao Jihan raised his eyes and spoke in a cold tone, “What exactly does Master want to say?”

“Nothing.” Yan Shu pointed to the token on the table and said calmly, “Your clothes are a bit worn out. After finishing your meal, take Master’s token and go get some new clothes.”

Upon hearing these words, Xiao Jihan glanced at her and then picked up the token, saying, “Okay.”

His tone was very indifferent, but Yan Shu didn’t mind. With the extreme hatred she harbored, it would be strange if he still showed any enthusiasm.

She had fully demonstrated the original host’s aloofness. Yan Shu picked up her chopsticks and made a faint sound of agreement.

Xiao Jihan glanced at her and walked out with the token.

Once the door of the room was closed, Yan Shu let out a sigh of relief.

My goodness, she finally understood that she had to be cold and speak less to the male lead. Even one extra word could decrease his favorability!

She had sent a jade slip to him this morning, and the favorability she had painstakingly raised went to waste just because she said a few more sentences.

Enough is enough. From now on, she should try to speak as little as possible and focus on giving gifts.

After leaving the room, Xiao Jihan looked at the token in his hand and frowned.

What did this woman want?

The clothing of Xuantian Sect disciples had different colors based on their respective ranks. When they first entered the sect, they were all outer disciples and wore pale cyan robes. After five years, there would be a ceremony for recognizing a master. If they successfully became inner disciples, their robes would be pale blue. As for the personal disciples of the five peak masters, their robes would be pale purple.

The original host was the peak master of Wushang Peak, and Xiao Jihan was her only personal disciple. According to the rules, on the first day after settling in Wushang Peak, he should have taken the original host’s token to get new clothes and all the items representing a personal disciple.

However, the original host never mentioned it, so Xiao Jihan was still wearing the robes of an outer disciple, and all the items he had were distributed during his initiation. Even the clothes he wore were the ones he received when he first entered.

Recalling the past, Xiao Jihan’s phoenix-like eyes turned colder. He put away the token, and a scornful smirk appeared on his lips.

Get new clothes after finishing the meal?

The spiritual rice provided to Wushang Peak was only enough for one person. Where would he get a meal from?!

Taking out the low-grade flying sword distributed during his initiation, Xiao Jihan’s gaze turned cold as he headed toward Wuxu Peak.

Xuantian Sect had five peaks and one main hall.

The five peaks were Yan Shu’s Wushang Peak, the Eldest Senior Brother Wen Youhe’s Wuwang Peak, the Second Senior Brother Bing Shi’en’s Wuying Peak, the Third Senior Brother Liu Zhiqing’s Wulian Peak, and the Fourth Senior Brother Shi Wanqing’s Wuxu Peak.

The main hall was the Wuliang Hall, where the successive sect masters of Xuantian Sect resided and held meetings.

The sect master of Xuantian Sect had passed away a year ago, and Wen Youhe succeeded him as the sect master. However, according to the rules, the successor ceremony could only be held three years after the previous sect master’s death. Therefore, the Wuliang Hall was still vacant, and Wen Youhe still resided in Wuwang Peak.

Each peak had different responsibilities. Wuxu Peak was responsible for the instruction of outer and inner disciples as well as the distribution of items. Therefore, Xiao Jihan had to go to Wuxu Peak to get his clothes.

Like other sects, Xuantian Sect opened its doors to accept disciples every ten years, providing ordinary people with an opportunity to cultivate. Of course, not everyone had a chance; the prerequisite was to have good spiritual roots.

But Xiao Jihan was an exception.

It had been six years since the last time the sect opened its doors. The new disciples who joined back then had already accepted masters. Therefore, when Xiao Jihan, wearing a pale cyan robe, walked on Wuxu Peak, he immediately attracted the attention of the crowd.

Xiao Jihan ignored the onlookers and headed straight to the main supply pavilion to collect his belongings.

“Hey, isn’t this the waste with mediocre spiritual roots, Xiao Jihan?” A few disciples dressed in pale blue robes approached with mocking smiles, blocking Xiao Jihan’s path.

Xiao Jihan lifted his eyelids slightly, glanced at them indifferently, and stepped to the side to walk past them.

However, as soon as he took a step, those people blocked his path again.

One of them wore a sneering expression and stared at him with a smile. He said, “Xiao Jihan, didn’t Senior Martial Master Yan already accept you as a personal disciple? Why do you still look so shabby, wearing the clothes of an entry-level disciple and carrying a low-grade flying sword?”

“Why bother asking the obvious, senior brother? Everyone in Xuantian Sect knows that Senior Martial Master Yan only took a fancy to his face and treated him as a servant to warm her bed.”

“Sigh, you guys shouldn’t say that. Whether he’s a servant or a male pet warming the bed, at least he’s Senior Martial Master Yan’s officially recognized and only personal disciple. When we see him, we still have to address him as ‘Senior Martial Uncle’!”

“Senior Martial Uncle? Does he, with his pseudo-spiritual roots of four attributes, deserve that? Apart from his face, what else does he have going for him? Senior Martial Master Yan might not even value him!”

“That’s right, someone as aloof and transcendent as Senior Martial Master Yan, how could she take a liking to this waste? If she accepted him as a male pet, would she not even give him a decent set of clothes?!”

“Senior Martial Master Yan must be living alone on Wushang Peak and in need of a servant. That’s why she took in this waste under the pretext of accepting disciples to do odd jobs.”

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately attracted the laughter and mockery of the crowd.

Xiao Jihan’s expression remained unchanged. After they had laughed for a while, he spoke, “Are you done talking? If you’re done, move aside!”

“Oh, now you’re getting cocky?!”

The person who spoke first suddenly stopped laughing, took a step forward, and looked at him coldly, saying, “Xiao Jihan, don’t think you’re some big guy just because you joined Wushang Peak. Senior Martial Master Yan doesn’t even consider you worth anything! If you’re smart, you better leave Xuantian Sect as soon as possible and not let your pseudo-spiritual roots tarnish the sect’s reputation!”