Xianxia: My Junior Sisters Are Freaks! Chapter 42
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"I agree!"
Everyone turned around and saw that it was actually Mo Yuanqing.
Mo Yuanqing nodded her head, and her voice was neither subservient nor overbearing in front of the elders and Sect Leaders.
"In this competition, Yuanqing has faintly touched the threshold of some breakthroughs. If I can head to the Mysterious Sky Mystic Realm, my cultivation might be able to rise to a higher level!"
"I understand what Senior Brother has said. The Elders' concern for the younger generation also makes me very moved. How can a genius become a genius without trials and tribulations?"
"Good, a good genius does not undergo tempering, how can he become a genius!"
Elder Liu of Thunder Peak felt his entire body heat up when he heard this. He stood up to support Mo Yuanqing. He turned his head to look at his disciple, Ye Youji, and a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.
He had originally thought that he was a prodigy, but he did not expect that there would always be someone better than him!
Mo Yuanqing's words were also spoken in the Sect Master's heart. Zhuang Changhe also stood up excitedly!
"This matter is settled. Tomorrow, I will announce the list of people who will head to the Mystic Realm. All of you must be tired from today's competition. Go down and have a good rest. The disciples who are selected must prepare diligently and must not slack off!"
Once the Sect Master's words were spoken, there was naturally no objection.
All the elders bowed in unison to accept the order. Only Su Xing frowned slightly.
He had just shot Mo Yuanqing a crazy Look, but this girl completely ignored him.
Now that the meeting had ended, he came forward to say something. However, when he saw Mo Yuanqing's determined face, he did not know what to say to her.
"You, you, sigh..."
Su Xing flicked his sleeves and walked out.
Mo Yuanqing followed behind silently like a child who had done something wrong.
Sunset Peak.
In front of the wooden house, Su Yan'er sat on Su Xing's recliner. She covered her face with a fan, looking very satisfied.
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"No wonder eldest Senior Brother is so lazy. He's so comfortable that he doesn't even want to wake up."
During the period when Su Xing and Mo Yuanqing were away, her cultivation had made a breakthrough. Su Yan'er, who had completed her cultivation plan ahead of time, imitated Su Xing and started to enjoy life in the mountains.
From the bitter hatred she had experienced after her rebirth to her indifference now, Su Yan'er had discovered that Su Xing had an extraordinary charm.
No matter how impatient she was, she would calm down when she met this salty guy. When she calmed down, many things that she had neglected before were discovered once again.
The first time she looked at the raggedy Sunset Peak, there were many things that she had never seen before that happened every day.
Although they were all small matters, they could make her feel relaxed and peaceful.
Just as Su Yan'er was deep in thought, she saw a figure slowly walking up the mountain path from afar.
He was dressed in a long white robe. He had delicate features, but there was anger on his handsome face.
"Senior Brother, what happened? Did little Junior Sister lose the martial arts competition?"
Su Yan'er was still lying on the ground, using her spiritual power to cut a pot of tea for Su Xing.
"No, she won, but something happened."
Hearing this, eldest Junior Sister Su Yan'er became interested and sat up on the chair.
"What happened?"
"Your little Junior Sister Mo Yuanqing has found a big job for you. In a few days, our sect will be participating in the mysterious Sky Mystic Realm. Originally, there was nothing for Junior Sisters like you to do, but your little Junior Sister insisted on showing off. According to her ability, you probably have to go with her."
"Yeah, so what? Isn't it just going to a Mystic Realm?"
Su Yan'er stretched her body, and her graceful figure was revealed through her thin Daoist robe.
Su Xing let out a long sigh and explained the Mysterious Sky Mystic Realm to her.
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And so on, and so forth.
After the explanation, Su Xing drank a cup of tea, and Su Yan'er digested the information.
"Mysterious Heavenly Venerate... is it him..."
An ancient memory flashed in her mind.
"What's wrong?"
Su Xing asked subconsciously.
"Nothing, I was just thinking about it. I just feel that the destiny has changed recently. Maybe this Mysterious Heavenly Secret Realm is my opportunity."
Su Xing pursed his lips. Why was this Junior Sister of his acting like a fraud, talking about the destiny?
"Sigh... If you guys go together, I'll take care of you. I'll go to Master's place and find some treasures for you guys in case you need them."
After saying that, Su Xing walked away with his hands behind his back. Only then did Su Yan'er see her Junior Sister Mo Yuanqing, who was following behind her with an aggrieved expression.
"Sigh, it's okay. I'll take care of you. Senior Brother only cares about you."
"Yeah, I'm just blaming myself for disobeying Senior Brother's wishes."
Mo Yuanqing frowned. At this moment, Su Xing returned.
"There's no need for you to blame yourself. I'm not blaming you either. On the contrary, I'm very pleased with your spirit of being proactive. Come."
Su Xing waved his storage ring, and the system reward scroll appeared on the ground.
Mo Yuanqing and Su Yan'er's eyes lit up as they stared at the scrolls on the ground.
"Senior brother... this... this is a scroll?"
In the past, it was one thing for Su Xing to take out some medicines and elixirs, but this time, he threw out a dozen scrolls. What kind of operation was this?
Moreover, with a cursory glance, those scrolls were not ordinary scrolls. Each of them was shining with a golden light. They were not ordinary!
Even Su Yan'er, who had two lifetimes of memories, was so shocked that she could not speak.
Scrolls were different from other things. Take the medicinal pill array, as an example. Although those things were extremely rare, there were quite a number of them in the broken Eastern Wastelands, not to mention the Immortal Realm that she had stayed in in her previous life.
Alchemist and array masters, although they were said to be precious and rare, there were still some.
Among them, the scroll master was the true noble occupation.
This was because the scroll of a scroll master could store skills. In other words, this thing could protect one's life!
In this world, it was not a video game. Everyone only had one life. No matter what opportunities one encountered, one had to have a life to enjoy them.
Protecting one's own life was always ranked first.
Pills needed to be digested by people, arrays needed to be set up, but only scrolls could be activated instantly with a little spiritual essence!
And the scrolls that Su Xing had taken out were all scrolls that contained powerful skills.
It would have been fine if he had taken out one or two of them, but now that he had taken out so many of them, they were all top-tier scrolls.
What kind of teleportation scroll could appear hundreds of miles away with just a little spiritual energy? It couldn't be denied that it was a life-saving level one divine skill!
There were also teleportation scrolls that didn't even need to be activated while in use. After tearing them apart, they could be activated instantly with just a thought in their mind. It was a god-tier skill that could be used to suddenly change position in a battle and dodge or chase after enemies.
What kind of concept was it to have so many scrolls like this?
It was possible that some countries' national treasuries didn't even have so many high-grade scrolls.
Looking at these scrolls, Mo Yuanqing's heart stirred.
Could it be...
Could it be that my Senior Brother is a scroll master?!
The moment this thought appeared in her mind, it instantly solved many of Mo Yuanqing's doubts towards her Senior Brother.
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