"Senior Sister, have you heard that a female cultivator from the third-rate Immortal Cultivation Continent, who only knows a little bit of medical skills, dares to show off her power in our Taiqing Sect and steals the title of the most beautiful cultivator of Taiqing Sect from you, Senior Sister? You say it’s irritating or not.”
A yellow female cultivator hurriedly walked up from the outside to the second floor of a bamboo building built in a sea of flowers. As she walked, she loudly complained about her dissatisfaction and anger to Dai Shu Zhenjun, who was leaning against the window and reading a book.
Zhenjun Dai Shu, who was fascinated by the book, was interrupted. She frowned and put down the book in her hand and turned around:
"It's none of my business, Fangfei, if you come in shouting like this again, don't come to my Huaxi Valley again."
A beauty is a beauty, even if there is a hint of anger on her face, she is still beautiful and pleasing to the eye. The various flowers surrounding the bamboo house are eclipsed by her appearance.
"I'm trying to defend my senior sister. How could you do this to me, senior sister?" The female cultivator in yellow, also known as Fang Fei, pouted her little cherry mouth in grievance, looking particularly lovable.
"Are you sure you are fighting for my injustice?" Dai Shuzhenjun looked directly into Fang Fei's eyes, her eyes slightly cold.
Fang Fei lowered her head slightly unnaturally to avoid the sight of True Lord Dai Shu: "...of course."
With a sneer on her face, Dai Shu put the books in her hands back on the Bogu rack and stood up: "I'm going to practice sword practice. Junior sister, please come back."
Fang Fei was very dissatisfied with her senior sister's attitude, but she didn't dare to say anything more, so she had to leave angrily.
True Lord Dai Shu looked at the back of the female cultivator in yellow who left angrily and remained unmoved.
He wanted to defend her, and make sure he didn't come here to provoke her anger on purpose, so that she could have a life-and-death fight with the female nun who had been in the limelight recently, and she would benefit from it.
Such simple thoughts are almost exposed on the surface, treating others as stupid as her.
I don't even have the patience to say another word to her. If I have that time, I might as well practice hard.
As for the title of the most beautiful cultivator, she didn't want it. Although the reputation was good, it would always attract some male cultivators who came here for fame or had ill intentions, buzzing around her like flies.
Not only did it affect her cultivation, it also made her unbearable.
But everyone is from the same sect and is bound by sect rules. Even if she can't bear to be disturbed, sometimes she has to rack her brains and use gentle means to stop those people from bothering her with nothing to do all day long.
Moreover, the most important thing for a monk is to look at his own strength. Appearance is just a cosmetic thing. Even if he looks good on the outside, he is empty on the inside and has no strength to protect himself. On the contrary, he will be worse off than those ordinary-looking female cultivators.
Someone came to take away the reputation of this most beautiful cultivator on her behalf, and Zhenjun Dai Shu was actually a little happy in her heart.
But the pride in her heart made her feel a little dissatisfied.
You must know that she, the most beautiful woman, is not only qualified for her appearance, but also for being one of the best in her cultivation progress and character.
Is that True Lord Hui Ying from Tianyuan Continent really as powerful as they say?
Master Dai Shu gradually became curious.
"Sister Luo Ling, what is going on? Can you explain to me why overnight, everyone knew that I had cured Wu Daoyou and not even told me that I was kind-hearted and looked like a fairy? As a result, no matter where I go now, Everywhere, there are a group of idle monks following or watching."
She gave birth to a baby before her sister and her sister turned 100 at the same time in Tianyun Sect, causing a sensation among the monks in the sect. There were no disciples following or watching her wherever she went.
Why are all the monks of Taiqing Sect so idle? Don’t they know that Qiankun Sect and Shenyou Sect are joining forces to attack?
"I asked my disciples to pass it on."
Lord Luo Ling simply admitted what he had done, "Don't believe the nonsense about doing good deeds without leaving a name. You saved Wu Mingxuan, who I couldn't save. You can indeed be called a miracle doctor, and you have such a look." You're pretty, why don't you keep a high profile? From now on in the Taiqing Sect, you not only don't have to look at the faces of those who look down on your Tianyun Sect background, but you can also walk sideways, how great!"
"I'm not a crab with eight legs, so why do I have to walk sideways?"
Besides, she is not a monk of the Taiqing Sect. She is just a guest of the Taiqing Sect and will not stay here for long.
If he hadn't promised to be the master of Bupin and watch for him how the Taiqing Sect slapped Shenyou Sect and Qiankun Sect in the face, Zhuzhu would have found a way to avoid the pursuit of Zhenzun Dongda and left the Taiqing Sect to go elsewhere. Keep traveling.
Why does she want to be famous in Taiqing Sect?
The monks of the Taiqing Sect also gave the title of the most beautiful cultivator of True Monarch Dai Shu to an outsider. Didn't this indirectly offend True Monarch Dai Shu?
"Are you worried that Lord Dai Shu will be dissatisfied with you?" Lord Luo Ling asked.
Zhuzhu shook her head: "It doesn't matter whether she is dissatisfied with me or not. How can we deal with the important things of those people who follow us every day?"
Of course, there were also some who begged her to heal their injuries.
However, Zhuzhu took a special look and found that out of the ten people who came to her for treatment, only one had real injuries. The others were either minor injuries that she had deliberately faked, or they were deliberately pretending to be injured so that they could have an excuse to get close to her.
The one who was left with a real injury could take a few pills, but she was not required to treat the injury.
For this kind of person, Zhuzhu naturally lets him get away as far as he wants.
It's his business to buy elixirs if he doesn't have spiritual stones, and he's not the savior, so he doesn't have to deal with all the injuries himself.
"I have an idea. Why don't you clearly mark the price? Each monk who comes to you for treatment must first pay a deposit of five hundred yuan of high-grade spiritual stones before he can come to you for treatment. After treatment, he will pay another thousand yuan according to the severity of the injury. Between millions of high-grade spiritual stones, those who pretend to be injured will definitely be reluctant to part with the spiritual stones, and will not dare to pester you again. Those who are injured but not serious, but are reluctant to buy elixirs to treat their injuries, want to take advantage of you. , will also be deterred by the price of spiritual stones. In the end, only those monks with serious injuries and no elixir to cure them will insist on seeking treatment from you.
And you can also make a lot of spiritual stones through this. Sister Huiying, do you think my method is good? "Zhenjun Luo Ling's face looked like he was begging for praise.
"not good."
Zhuzhu shook her head and refused, "To treat Wu Mingxuan's injuries, firstly, I had a relationship with him in the past when we worked together to enter the secret realm, and secondly, because his injuries were special and made it extremely challenging for me, so I took action.
But I don't plan to save anyone else anymore. I will only take action unless there are more special circumstances than Wu Mingxuan. And one thing is that I am still a ninth-level Talisman Master and an eighth-level Array Master, so I am not short of spiritual stones. "
At this special time, what is the difference between deliberately earning the spiritual stones of Taiqing Sect monks and those profiteers who take advantage of the country's difficulties to make money during the war.
Zhuzhu couldn't afford to charge high prices to treat the injuries of those monks, and she didn't want to be disturbed every day, so it was better not to treat any of them.
