Chapter 137: Because She Summoned a Xue Chiluo

Because she was taken by Xue Chiluo to receive a nearly fatal greeting gift at noon.

So in the afternoon, Su Jin became the last child in Mu Class to arrive before the herb field supervisor girl to collect her basket.

And she was covered head to toe in dirt.

The girl burst out laughing.

“What happened to you? Did you take a wrong turn and fall into a pit?”

“I did fall into a pit, and it was pretty deep—I spent a long time climbing out,” Su Jin muttered.

That was truly a massive pit; she nearly didn’t make it out.

She couldn’t bring herself to blame Xue Chiluo for not warning her beforehand.

Xue Chiluo is barely four months old—how can you expect it to understand human deceit?

Maybe that voice told Xue Chiluo nothing at all, just ordered it to take Su Jin for the greeting gift!!

So Xue Chiluo, inexperienced, blindly led Su Jin straight into the pit.

And it seemed to have a good impression of that witch.

Su Jin thought to herself: Mother said ignorance excuses guilt.

She couldn’t blame Xue Chiluo just because she nearly died.

Besides, she did receive a huge gift—just that high-capacity storage ring alone was enough to make her happy for a while.

Sigh, life truly can’t be perfect. She’d have to re-record Mother’s words in a little notebook.

Mm-hmm, not a single word can be missed!!

The girl paused, then burst into an even louder, clearer laugh.

Su Jin looked at her, embarrassed and flustered. The girl gave her zero face, laughing loudly still.

The laughter drew Liu Shi over.

Liu Shi had just returned here and heard about Su Jin falling into a dirt pit—she couldn’t help it either. Hahaha!!

Looking at Su Jin, covered head to toe in dirt, her little face now a mud-cat face, Liu Shi laughed and said, “Why don’t you go wash up first? Come back after your bath to pick fruit?”

Su Jin immediately shook her head. “I must finish picking the fruit first. I still have over one hundred and thirty jin left—I can finish before dinner.”

“Alright then. If you insist,” Liu Shi conceded.

Su Jin was determined—she’d rather be a mud-cat, covered in dirt, picking fruit, than go wash first.

After she left, the girl couldn’t help but tell Liu Shi, “Your class’s kid has quite a strong will.”

“Every child selected for the clan school has been screened from all children of the same age in the entire clan.”

You think that’s easy?

The clan school always seeks quality, never quantity.

Better to have none than take someone underqualified.

So while their cultivation talent may vary, their character is generally solid,” Liu Shi said.

The girl nodded in agreement after hearing this.

“When I was in clan school, I dreamed of skipping class every day and quitting entirely by year’s end. But once I entered the sect, I started missing all the good times in clan school.”

“You’re leaving again this fall, aren’t you?” Liu Shi couldn’t help asking.

“You know how it is—we who serve the sect have no freedom as long as we live. Wherever the sect orders us, we go. If I hadn’t been severely injured, I wouldn’t have gotten two years’ leave to recuperate at home,” the girl said.

So she, like Su Huchen, had returned home to recover from grave injuries.

“Sigh, thanks to you fighting on the front lines, we can enjoy peace behind the scenes,” Liu Shi said, both envious and sorrowful.

Because many of her childhood friends had perished year after year in sect missions.

“Xie Wan died the year before last, and last year you got hurt. I thought the sky had collapsed,” Liu Shi said, her voice bleak.

“I’ve always been lucky. If not for being dragged down by that new recruit, I wouldn’t have been so badly injured. When I return, I’ll switch teams immediately—I’ll never do another mission with her again before I die,” the girl said.

“Didn’t you say your old team had been together seven years, with perfect synergy, and you never planned to switch for the next twenty?” Liu Shi exclaimed.

“Don’t mention it. Our old team leader died in battle. The new leader is his younger brother. He’s always making decisions that leave you speechless. Ever since he took over, members have been leaving. Before I came home to recuperate, I also requested to leave.”

“Though he never approved it, last time I went on a mission, it was because of his poor judgment and hesitation that I got dragged down and injured. I have the right to leave the team and join another.”

“Then leave quickly,” Liu Shi said helplessly. “As a sect elite, you should have plenty of choice in selecting your team, right?”

“Of course. Otherwise, wouldn’t I have been working for the sect for nothing all these years?” The girl even winked at Liu Shi. “Enough about me—what about you? You’ve chosen to be a tutor in the Su Clan—stable life. When are you getting married and having a child?”

“I love that senior brother—he’s devoted entirely to the Dao and says he doesn’t want a partner or to marry,” Liu Shi said helplessly. “Then I realized: if I marry someone else, I’d just be torturing myself. I only love him. So I told him: ‘Let’s not marry—just give me a child.’”

“That way, I get my child and a home. He keeps cultivating, and neither of us holds the other back.”

“Cough cough cough!” The girl pounded the table laughing. “Did it work?”

“It worked. I have a little daughter—she’s one and a half. So adorable.”

“Pingping, tell me how you pulled off that trick with your senior brother—your method’s brilliant! I’ll try it on some senior or junior I like.”

Liu Shi shot her a withering look. “No way. Don’t even think about it.”

Su Jin wiped muddy sweat from her face as she handed over her final basket of fruit.

Phew, finally done.

No, she had to wash first. Then eat.

“Little mud-cat, you’re fast today! So far, only half your class has finished. You’re not last!” The girl laughed as she took the basket and weighed it. “Alright, total is three hundred jin.”

"Little Mud Cat, you're quite fast today. So far, only half the children in your class have completed their task—you're not at the bottom!" The older girl smiled as she took the basket and weighed it. "Alright, total is three hundred and ten jin."

Soon after Su Jin left, a small shadow appeared in the corner of the thatched shed.

“Today, Sect Serial Number 796’s Jin Wu sent another greeting gift,” a hoarse male voice suddenly emerged from the shadow.

"Today, we detected Sect Number 796, Jin Wu, sending another gift for an audience." A hoarse male voice suddenly emerged from the shadows.

“You know her?”

“She’s the only one today covered head to toe in dirt. Clearly, she encountered Serial Number 796 at noon. But is she a Jin Wu bloodline?”

“No, she’s a Mu Wu bloodline.”

“Then why would a Jin Wu send a greeting gift to a little Mu Wu brat?”

“Because she summoned a Xue Chiluo.”

Because she cultivated a Blood Crimson Luo.