So what! Are you going to kill me?

After drinking some wine, everyone felt a little tipsy.

The disciples of Huiyue Sect shared every moment of joy and emotion with each other, recalled the ups and downs they had experienced together, and imagined the bright future of Huiyue Sect.

Elder Le Shi looked at this lively and warm scene with satisfaction, which reminded him of the time when Sect Master Le Yue was still around. He and those old guys also chatted like this, but now... he was the only one left.

After Jin Cancan had eaten and drunk his fill, he told Xu Zhiyi that he was planning to organize a charity donation meeting: "I plan to register the charity meeting under the name of Huiyue Sect."

Xu Zhiyi expressed his unconditional support: "This is good, not only can it bring good reputation to Huiyue Sect, but it will also prevent others from plotting against you."

"What do you need me to do for you?"

Jin Cancan said: "There are many things to prepare for a charity event. First, pick a few reliable disciples from Huiyue Sect and let them be responsible for sorting out the donated items and promoting the charity event."

"The financial aspects must be clear and transparent. The destination of each donation must be clearly recorded. There cannot be the slightest mistake. Trustworthy people must be held responsible."

“The most important thing is the donation system, which requires you to select a group of people with simple kinship and ensure that they can fairly assess the needs and eligibility of the recipients.”

"A set of comprehensive standards is needed for the standards and processes for relief, as well as how to determine relief priorities, so as to ensure that donated resources are used reasonably and that charities operate transparently and fairly."

While listening, Xu Zhiyi carefully memorized Jin Cancan's words.

After chatting for a while, Jin Cancan prepared to return to the Tianping Sword Sect.

In order to prevent these disciples of Huiyue Sect from crying again when she said goodbye, she quietly slipped down from the table and escaped without a sound.

When he returned to Tianping Sword Sect, he was caught by the chief attendant. Just as he was about to start scolding, he saw Jin Cancan's face clearly. He braked suddenly, withdrew his scolding, put his hands behind his back, frowned and asked: "The inner sect disciple competition is about to begin, why are you still sneaking out every day?"

Jin Cancan took out several bottles of maintenance cream bought from Yanbao Pavilion and said innocently, "Elder Changsui, I am not idle. I just bought some necessary items."

The long-servant squinted his eyes and took a look. Wow, isn’t this the legendary top-grade nourishing cream from Yanbao Pavilion that is worth a fortune?

This small box is almost more valuable than his sword!

It's so irritating that people are so different from each other.

"Go, go, go back and practice." The long-servant waved his hand and turned his head to the side, trying to keep out of sight and at peace in mind.

Jin Cancan took two boxes and gave them to him: "I'll give you two boxes. You won't be able to use them all in a short time anyway."

"My sword is not worthy of it." The attendant refused. He was stunned and asked suspiciously: "You... have a golden elixir?"

too weird!

The attendant knew that Jin Cancan was gifted, but this speed of improvement was probably even faster than that of the Exile, right? It was too unreasonable.

Jin Cancan accepted his scrutiny calmly and nodded slightly: "Yes."

After staring at her for a while, the attendant suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said again: "Go back."

On the way back to her room, Jin Cancan met Wang Hong, who was walking down the mountain with bedding and clothes.

"Wang Hong?" Jin Cancan called her, "Where are you going?"

When Wang Hong heard her voice, her body froze, and her tone was a little unnatural: "Ah, I went back to the previous room... They made a mistake. My qualifications are still shallow, and I am not qualified to be promoted to an inner disciple."

Jin Cancan frowned slightly: "Did Xue Ning do it?"

Wang Hong's heart skipped a beat and she said hastily, "No! It's really just a mistake."

"Okay, talk about it when you want to." Jin Cancan didn't force it and turned back to the room.

Wang Hong bit her lip and brushed past her. After taking two steps, she couldn't help but turned back and said, "I'm sorry, Cancan."

She didn't dare to look at Jin Cancan's reaction and left in a hurry as if she was escaping.

Jin Cancan was a little confused, but without thinking too much, she reached out to push the door, but it didn't move.

It seemed to be locked from the inside.

This is the set, right?

Jin Cancan said in a gentle tone: "If this door is not opened within three seconds, I will set fire to you all."

"three."

"two."

The door suddenly opened, and a female disciple in green pajamas opened the door for her with an unpleasant look on her face.

"Thank you." Jin Cancan pushed her aside and walked inside.

"Coming back so late every day really affects our rest!"

She slammed the door, sounding quite unhappy.

Jin Cancan glanced at her and asked sincerely, "How can you sleep at the seventh level of foundation building? I would be embarrassed to sleep if I were you."

"Also, your competitive tactics are really boring. You can't beat me in a fight, and you can't scold me in a scolding way. You can only make yourself angry. With this level, even if I'm not here, you won't get the position of direct disciple."

"Why don't you spend your energy on training? Who can these painless means hinder? If you want to take a long sword and hide at the door to assassinate me, I can still look up to you. But if you keep doing this, I'm tired of you."

After being lectured by Jin Cancan, the female cultivator thought about it and realized that it was true. She scratched her head and said, "Yes."

"Come on, get up and study!" Jin Cancan slapped the table, "Those who are pretending to sleep, those who are watching the show, and those who are really snoring and falling asleep, all roll up!"

Several female monks were inexplicably brought to the table to read books.

They looked at each other for a few seconds, communicating frantically with their eyes.

Sister, what’s going on now?

I don’t know. I was just sleeping in bed and suddenly the book flew into my hands.

"Well... Actually, we don't want to target you." The female cultivator thought about it and decided to speak, "We can't do anything about it. Someone doesn't want you to become a direct disciple."

"Don't ask us who we are. We have signed a heaven-earth contract and promised not to tell you. Even if I tell you, you can't do anything to that person."

Jin Cancan was studying the communication stone in his hand, without even looking up: "I know."

If I hadn't known that they were under duress, I would have set the fire just now.

Who is that person behind?

It is unlikely to be Xue Ning, nor is it Ying Long or Ying Hu. Those two brothers have just suffered losses and should not have the courage to offend her recently.

A name suddenly emerged in Jin Cancan's mind. Although he had never met him before, that person had sufficient motives to take action.

Whether it was true or not, she would know once that person made another move. She was absolutely sure that she could catch him.

Jin Cancan doesn't intend to worry about the person in the dark. How can an opponent who doesn't even dare to show his face be worthy of taking up her time?

She refocused her attention on the communication stone and slowly injected spiritual power into it. The frequency of the internal spiritual fluctuations changed periodically, and the internal energy conduction path seemed to follow some kind of law of spatial overlap.

With her current knowledge, it would be difficult for her to get to the core of it.

Jin Cancan remembered that there were related books in the system store, so she exchanged dozens of them and read them one by one.