sjar Chapter 135 Kicked Out
Chapter 135 Kicked Out
The sun was getting warmer and warmer, and Fugui was enjoying the sunshine so much that he simply lay down with his belly exposed, his four paws dangling limply, looking quite content.
It couldn't help but sigh, "This is the kind of life I should be living."
Before the words had even finished, the whooshing sound of swords rang out from above.
Fu Gui opened his eyes, and Chen Mingde was hovering above him.
"A customer has come in."
Chen Mingde, who usually had a stern face, smiled with a hint of kindness. His joyful gaze met a pair of eyes that seemed to want to kill him.
Its pale yellow pupils dilated once more, and its ears pressed against its head.
Fu Gui wasn't a considerate person, but he was stubborn. Once he set his sights on getting Chen An to rest, he was determined to achieve it.
The sect elders, who usually don't come here for more than ten days at a time, are rushing here one after another today.
Wu Siyue was lucky; he was stopped by Fugui. Chen Mingde, being careless, didn't give him a chance to react at all.
It's so annoying, so incredibly annoying.
Fu Gui glanced into the room. Chen An had already stood up and was walking step by step toward the door: "Look what you've done."
Chen Mingde was a little confused. After sheathing his sword and landing, he waited for Chen An at the door.
He came here because many minor factions approached him, entrusting the Yihe Sect with trivial matters they couldn't handle. Chen An cared deeply for the sect, and he would surely be happy to hear this news.
Squeak.
"You're here, come in and sit down." Chen An smiled gently, and as she turned to walk into the house, Fu Gui gave her an unhappy look, "You come too."
"Tch, I'm so busy with work, you should be grateful that I've been able to stay here and watch over you for so long."
After saying that, Fugui pushed off the wall and jumped onto the roof, heading towards the back mountain.
Chen Mingde felt much more at ease after seeing Fugui leave. He wasn't afraid of trouble, but Fugui's skills were several levels above his own. If they really fought, not only would it damage their relationship, but others would also laugh at him for arguing with a cat.
"Don't just stand there, judging from your expression, something good must have happened." Chen An went inside to pour tea.
Chen Mingde snapped out of his daze; Fu Gui's antics had almost made him forget his business.
He took the hot tea and sipped it: "Many small factions have come to Yihe Sect to ask for favors. Do you think they've acknowledged Yihe Sect?"
Chen An held the dark blue hot tea cup in his hand, feeling the scalding heat: "It should be. Setting up a special place for the disciples of the sect to take on some tasks and gain some experience is not a bad thing."
Holding the hot teacup for too long made it a little too hot to handle, so Chen An put the cup down on the table: "Si Yue reads a lot of books, so let him draft a notice that Yihe Sect will continue to accept disciples, regardless of their talent, only their character."
"By the way, let's put the construction of the underground palace on the agenda."
“Okay.” Chen Mingde patted his chest. “These things are all fine, except…”
Seeing that he seemed hesitant to speak, Chen An felt uneasy. He was a straightforward person and would never say half of what he meant: "What's wrong? Just tell me, it's nothing."
Chen Mingde's lips moved, and he couldn't help but say, "Keep an eye on Fugui. I think I offended it just now, and... and it doesn't look like a good cat."
"Okay, okay." Chen An smiled and narrowed her eyes. If she had known it was such a small matter, she wouldn't have been so serious.
After everyone left, Chen sat quietly. She had forgotten when she had accepted it. The series of bad events that followed were really exhausting. Even with the system's support, she was still so tired.
However, it seems that everything is starting to get better again.
If she works harder and becomes stronger, it seems like it's not too late.
As her spiritual energy circulated within her body, she felt her cultivation level loosening. Soon she would be able to break through and become a cultivator at the intermediate level of Yin and Yang.
With the underground palace well-constructed and the Yihe Sect properly managed, obtaining breakthrough pills wouldn't be difficult.
She will soon reach the Nascent Soul stage, and once she does, she will no longer fear anyone.
You can also save up some spirit stones so that the people around you can also break through to the Nascent Soul stage. With more people in the Nascent Soul stage, the Yihe Sect will truly become stronger.
She exchanged some fruit candies from the system store, stuffed them all into her mouth, and her chubby cheeks looked rather cute. From the side, they resembled the face of Fu Gui.
Life is hard enough; she needs some sweets to catch her breath and relax a little.
That night, she invited Hua Yuan to sit with her by candlelight, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
Chen An stared at Hua Yuan, wanting to say something, but Hua Yuan just looked down at the table, her eyes empty and lifeless.
After waiting for a long time without Hua Yuan moving, Chen An spoke directly: "Take 50,000 demonic cultivators to find Meng Huan."
The 50,000 demonic cultivators were half of her forces. She cared deeply for this sworn brother, but given the current situation, it was hard to guarantee that the demonic cultivators wouldn't attack the Yihe Sect again. Half of her forces was already the most she could offer.
Hua Yuan's eyes flickered, she looked up at Chen An, and knelt on one knee: "Yes, sir."
"Get up." Chen An was silent for a moment. "You seem a bit strange. What happened?"
In the past, Hua Yuan had some dissatisfaction with her. Even though cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage had signed a servant system, they were only forced to obey her and carry out her orders.
There is no possibility of betrayal, nor is it possible to give one's all.
Today, Hua Yuan's behavior was really strange; his attitude towards her even seemed to have a hint of ingratiation.
It's strange, really strange.
Hua Yuan remained kneeling: "If I find Meng Huan, can you help me?"
Chen An's guess was correct. If he hadn't needed her help, Hua Yuan, this robot who only obeyed orders, would never have acted this way.
"I can help you, but before I can help you, I need to know what it is, otherwise..."
Hua Yuan looked up, and the candlelight shone on his face, the warm yellow light softening his somewhat arrogant expression.
Chen An saw two obvious tear tracks on that familiar face, stretching from the corners of her eyes all the way to her chin, and remained silent, unsure of what to say.
It's impossible for her to comfort Hua Yuan.
But the other person was kneeling right in front of him, with tears welling up in their eyes, which was really hard to bear.
Chen An remained silent, while Hua Yuan's voice trembled as she said, "My mother... she was banished..."
The sect leader of the Dushi Sect, the strongest person in the sect, was expelled from his family. Whatever the reason, it doesn't make sense.
If it weren't for the extraordinary chaos in the current leisure continent and the genuine sorrow and resentment of the flowers, Chen An would not have believed it.
"You want me to help her?"
“Yes.” Hua Yuan’s voice was soft but firm. “There are so many demonic cultivators, but they are busy fighting among themselves. Hua Li somehow found out about me and used it to attack my mother.”
The Dushi Sect is one of the five major sects, but its power is concentrated in the Hua family.
Hua Qi initially intended to groom Hua Yuan as the next sect leader, but unexpectedly, Hua Yuan turned out to be a disappointment.