Chapter 373: Entering the competition through the back door

Too shameful!

Too damn shameful!

Because he owes his disciple a gift, Zhang Xingyu has to tell her a little lie against his will.

"Well, Yingxue. Master did get you a treasure. It's just that the treasure is too precious, and many big shots are jealous. They shamelessly asked me for it, and naturally, I refused. After all, that gift was prepared for my good disciple. But one big shot, failing to get it, tore off his mask and tried to snatch it. To protect your gift, Master and your Sister Harry were both seriously injured. In the end, the gift was still snatched away by that guy."

"That's hateful, how dare they snatch my gift? Master, let's go tell the Sect Leader Grandmaster and have him help us snatch it back." Hearing the gift was snatched, Liu Yingxue is immediately unhappy.

"Uh, forget it. Your Grandmaster is the Sect Leader and has a thousand things to do; how can we trouble him for our own private matters. Yingxue, Master will get you another one next time, a better treasure as a gift." Zhang Xingyu says with a red face, trying to coax her.

"Oh." Liu Yingxue pouts and agrees reluctantly.

After a while, she suddenly remembers something and stretches out her little finger to Zhang Xingyu.

"Master, let's pinky swear."

"Okay. Pinky swear."

After soothing the little girl, Zhang Xingyu asks her about the situation of his beautiful master.

"I heard from Sister Ling'er that Grandmaster Sister has condensed her Nascent Soul and is in closed-door cultivation in Fire Cloud Cave to consolidate her cultivation."

"Really? Beautiful Master has formed her Nascent Soul."

Zhang Xingyu is overjoyed to hear this and drags the little girl toward Fire Cloud Cave.

Just after running two steps, he stops again.

Flying Feather Rock has been listed as a sect forbidden area, so Fire Cloud Cave nearby will naturally be no exception.

It seems that he won't be able to see his beautiful master for a while.

Just as he is thinking this, he sees Uncle-Master Ling'er flying down from above the cloud platform with a smile.

"Uncle-Master Ling'er, what are you so happy about?"

Hearing this, Ling'er raises her head triumphantly.

"Just now, my father called me up to discipline me. Naturally, I couldn't just surrender. So I asked him why? It turned out that the old witch True Person Qing Yu was complaining about me again, saying that I used the secret weapon you gave me in the competition against Senior Sister Ling Yin. That old witch, relying on being my father's senior sister, puts on a stinking face in front of my father all day long. So, I took out this."

Ling'er says, taking out a jade bottle containing yellow smoke from her storage ring with a triumphant face.

Seeing the jade bottle, Zhang Xingyu's expression changes drastically. Isn't what's inside this jade bottle the ten-thousand-year-old weasel fart he gave her?

"Tee-hee, little nephew, smell it!" Ling'er holds the jade bottle in front of Zhang Xingyu and reaches out to pull the stopper.

"Stop!" Zhang Xingyu quickly covers his nose.

At the same time, his legs are like springs, and his body bounces several zhang away with a "thud."

"Tee-hee. Coward!" Ling'er reaches out and pulls the stopper.

A stream of yellow smoke pours out of the jade bottle.

Ling'er closes her eyes and takes a breath, showing a very enjoyable expression.

What the hell? Could it be that his little uncle-master likes to smell farts?

Little Uncle-Master, your hobby is a bit too peculiar.

Ugh! Zhang Xingyu feels his stomach churning.

Just then, a faint fragrance pours into his nasal cavity from between his fingers.

Fragrance? Not stinky?

Zhang Xingyu releases his palm.

The air is filled with the fragrance of orange blossoms.

It really isn't stinky.

If it's not stinky, can it still be called a ten-thousand-year-old weasel fart?

"Tee-hee. Little nephew, how is the secret weapon I made by mixing orange blossoms with calming incense? It's not less effective than your secret weapon, right?"

Zhang Xingyu is full of admiration.

"Little Uncle-Master, you are really too cunning!"

"Tee-hee. This is called wisdom!"

Uncle-Master Ling'er puts away the jade bottle and then looks Zhang Xingyu up and down.

"You've been out for a trip and have gotten quite tanned."

Ling'er says this and reaches out a small hand to Zhang Xingyu.

"Little nephew, you've been gone for half a year. What gifts did you bring for your uncle-master when you came back?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xingyu faints immediately.

At the moment of fainting, he wails in his heart.

Why is the whole world full of people chasing after gifts?

When will these days of being penniless come to an end?

The mountain wind is cool, and the sound of water is rumbling.

Zhang Xingyu sits on a rock by White Jade Pool, dazed.

This news from Little Uncle-Master Ling'er is truly explosive, and Zhang Xingyu is blown dizzy by it.

Ninth-grade Nascent Soul, True Transmission Disciple.

Beautiful Master has formed a ninth-grade Nascent Soul, and the sect's Elder Council unanimously passed her as the ninth True Transmission Disciple.

Beautiful Master is worthy of being a cultivation genius rarely seen in ten thousand years!

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingyu cannot help but feel a bit proud.

Beautiful Master is a cultivation genius rarely seen in ten thousand years, then he is at least a cultivation genius rarely seen in a thousand years.

Hehe, forming a Departing Fire dual Nascent Soul in just a few years, this aptitude is probably not much lower than Beautiful Master's.

Zhang Xingyu is reciting his inner monologue here. On a rock nearby, Harry is leading two little girls to prepare today's dinner.

The dinner content is as follows: a plate of dark roasted meat, a portion of dark ribs, a portion of dark salad, and a basin of dark spirit rice.

Zhang Xingyu looks at this food, and the idea of starving himself arises in his heart.

Beside him, the big white dog is burying its head in gnawing on a golden meat bone. It gnaws while praising, "This sauce-braised big bone is just fragrant, Dog Ye likes it the most. Woof."

The sun sets in the west.

The setting sun kisses the lips of the night, and the evening glow dyes the sky red like a young girl's shyness.

Zhang Xingyu looks at the clouds all over the sky, and Tang Yunxi's moving figure plays in his mind.

Senior Sister Yunxi, at this very moment, are you also watching the evening glow?

By his ears, the giggles and exclamations of young girls come from time to time.

Ling'er and Liu Yingxue are pestering Harry to tell them stories of her adventures over the past half year.

Harry tells the stories while secretly glancing at Zhang Xingyu, her eyes filled with happiness and sweetness.

"That big fish was too hateful, actually bullying the small and chasing Sister. When I have achieved success in my cultivation, I must catch it and make fish soup for Sister to drink."

"No wonder Master is so stingy, it turns out my treasures were all broken by that big fish. Sigh, Master's ability is mediocre, he couldn't even protect the gift for me!"

The disciple's voice comes from the side, and Zhang Xingyu's heart tightens.

Gift. Gift. If he doesn't find a decent gift for his disciple, his dignity as a master will probably be wiped out.

"Tee-hee. I used the secret weapon sent by my little nephew to defeat Senior Sister Ling Hua, and then used the secret weapon I made myself to defeat Senior Sister Ling Yin, successfully advancing to the top 500 of the sect. After entering the top 500, a reward of a low-grade spirit weapon is indispensable. Yingxue, when I get the reward, I will give it to you."

"Thank you, Little Uncle-Grandmaster. Uncle-Grandmaster is so generous. Unlike some people, who promised a gift but haven't fulfilled it yet!"

The little girl says this and looks back at her master.

Zhang Xingyu looks up at the sky, pretending not to hear her complaint.

Damn it, I can't take it anymore.

I must get her a gift immediately. Otherwise, my dignity as a master will be trampled into the ground by the little girl.

Gift.

Sect reward.

If it weren't for returning late, with my Departing Fire dual Nascent Soul cultivation, entering the top 500 of the sect would be a sure thing.

Now wanting to participate in the competition, it is a bit late.

Wait, I'll try the back door.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xingyu reaches out and knocks on the copper coin at his waist.

Three days later.

A golden sword light flies from Taihua Peak.

A young man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, looking heroic, steps down from the flying sword.

"Zhang Xingyu, inner disciple, Nascent Soul early-stage cultivation. Recommended by the Supreme Elder, approved by the Taihua Hall Elder Council, permitted to participate in the top 500 competition of this grand competition. Hereby notified." ===== CHAPTER 374 =====