Jiang Xuan:...
As expected, he wanted to teach mortals how to cultivate!
Does he know how precious Spiritual Energy is?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xia Ye narrowed her eyes delicately, her expression seeming to say—
—'Could it be that he's reluctant to part with it? How stingy!'
Jiang Xuan felt a bead of sweat drip down his temple and took the three medicinal pills, tucking them into his suit pocket: "Got it."
**
Before the semester started, Xia Ye participated in her first club activity.
It was nothing else but setting up a stall to recruit members.
The recruitment activities of other clubs had ended a few days earlier, but their club had too few members. This year, they had only recruited Xia Ye, so they planned to continue the stall recruitment until just before school started.
When Xia Ye arrived at the booth, she saw three senior students wearing that dull Taoist robe again, complete with matching scruffy fake hairpieces.