Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Guan Xinyue sneered in her heart.

She had, of course, learned about this from the original owner's memory, which was why she made this request. As expected, she was rejected.

He immediately put on a submissive expression and lowered his head and said:

"Since Master and the Sect Master don't want Fourth Senior Brother to swear the Inner Demon Vow, Xinyue can't disobey."

Ruan He showed a hint of pride when he heard this.

Humph! He knew that his master and the sect leader wouldn't let him take such risks. He felt that among all his fellow disciples, he saw things most clearly.

Master didn't like Guan Xinyue, his female disciple, at all. He didn't know the reason, but it didn't stop him from profiting from it.

Then Guan Xinyue said in a forbearing voice:

"Then please write me an IOU. Also, Xinyue has given you many of the treasures we obtained during our past training together. Will you acknowledge this, Fourth Senior Brother?"

Ruan He nodded reluctantly. This was a fact, known to all his fellow disciples, and he couldn't deny it.

Guan Xinyue said:

"Right now, I don't have much on me. Fourth Brother, please take a look..."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for anyone to react, she took out the original owner's storage bag and poured it into the middle of the hall!

Everyone looked up and was stunned.

The ground was empty, save for the alchemy furnace Mu Yuze had just returned to her, a few tattered disciple uniforms, a few very low-level magical instruments and defensive spiritual treasures, a few worthless spiritual herbs, and a few scattered low-grade spiritual stones.

Everyone: "..."

Damn, are they dazzled?

This, this is what should be in the storage bag of the female disciple personally taught by Yunhua Zhenjun, the master of Qingyun Peak of Wenxian Sect?

To put it bluntly.

Worse than a casual cultivator in a certain world, no! I should say, worse than even a beggar on the road to immortality!

Perhaps the most valuable thing in this storage bag is the bag itself. At least it looks decent. They just saw Ruan He owed this woman so many spirit stones, and they sighed at the arrogance of the disciples of the Wenxian Sect!

Now it seems, that's it?

However, when I think about what Guan Xinyue said just now, that Ruan He owed her so many spirit stones, it is understandable - anyone who borrowed so many spirit stones and didn't return them would become a pauper, right?

But apart from the spirit stones, the wealth of this direct disciple of the Wenxian Sect seems to be quite meager?

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Lu Bucai and Yunhua Zhenjun with a subtle look.

I heard that Yun Hua Zhen Jun had once broken the favor of his only female disciple and had spent a lot of resources on it. It seems that the rumors are not credible.

Could it be that the Wenxian Sect is like a horse dung egg covered with frost - with a shiny face?

The strength we demonstrated over the past three days was just to show them, but we might have already been running out of money internally!

At this moment, everyone in the Wenxian Sect had a flushed face, as if they had been slapped in public, and they wished they could crawl into the ground.

They only knew that Guan Xinyue was the legitimate princess of Qinglan Kingdom before joining the sect, and that she came with a rich family. Therefore, everyone, including Master Yunhua, unscrupulously demanded from her.

No one would have thought that Guan Xinyue was so poor.

Especially Ruan He, no matter how bad he was, he felt a little ashamed at this moment. He was indeed the culprit for Guan Xinyue's poverty.

But Guan Xinyue is also like this.

Wouldn't she have told him she was so broke? He didn't absolutely have to borrow spirit stones from her. It was just that she never refused, so he had unknowingly developed a habit...

If Guan Xinyue hadn't kept a record, he wouldn't have known that he had taken so many spirit stones from her.

Thinking of this, there was a rare hint of guilt in his voice:

"Big Sister, I'm sorry for you..."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of cloth from his storage bag, picked up a pen and quickly wrote an IOU on it, then handed it to Guan Xinyue.

Guan Xinyue took it and looked at it, hmm.

It said [Ruan He owes 10 top-grade spirit stones, 1200 high-grade spirit stones, 18 mid-grade spirit stones, 37 low-grade spirit stones...] The amount was not bad, and there was a signature.

But the cunning one didn't specify the return date.

Guan Xinyue smiled faintly. It didn't matter. Her ultimate goal wasn't this. In the end, she would get back every Spirit Stone these people owed her.

So she put the IOU in her pocket and continued what she had just said:

"I can't spend the IOU right now. Fourth Senior Brother, you've seen how broke I am now—could you please bestow upon me three magical treasures to alleviate my financial difficulties?"

"This one……"

Ruan He was somewhat reluctant.

But when he saw the unfriendly look on his master's face, he finally gritted his teeth and threw out three spiritual treasures from his storage bag and placed them in the center of the hall.

"Well, I'll give you these three things!"

Guan Xinyue took a closer look and saw a dark brown stone, a broken umbrella, and a piece of blackened tower lying on the ground. The tower was even covered with sticky green moss, which showed that it had not been cleaned.

She was delighted and ignored his question about whether it was a gift or not. This thing should have belonged to the original owner.

Now Ruan He really returned these three things to her.

These were three items that the original owner had stumbled upon in a dilapidated cave at the bottom of a cliff during a training trip when they had just established their foundation. At the time, the fellow apprentices gathered together to study them, but found nothing to suggest a hidden secret.

The original owner had a slight feeling at that time.

Just as he was about to put them away, Ruan He intervened. He thought that perhaps these three items would bring him some kind of opportunity in the future.

So, he forcefully took it away from the original owner.

Now, Guan Xinyue has inherited the original owner's memory, so she decided to ask Ruan He to return it. She was betting that Ruan He would be reluctant to part with other good things and would definitely throw these three "useless defective products" back to her.

Although she was happy, Guan Xinyue's face showed a trace of grievance and embarrassment.

She glanced at the Sect Master's face, which looked as if it had nothing to do with her. Then she looked at Master Yunhua's face, which seemed to clearly show warning and disapproval.

Only then did she put away the things in her bag along with the three spiritual treasures with a sense of grievance. She bowed to Ruan He and said, "Thank you, Fourth Senior Brother!"

It was the same as before, with the attitude of compromising and carefully trying to please others.

His gaze then turned to his junior fellow apprentice Jiang Yu.

He smiled slightly: "Junior brother..."

Jiang Yu felt his scalp tingle when he saw this smile. Clearly, in the past, this senior sister also smiled so kindly when she saw him.

He had never felt threatened. Why did he feel so different today?

Before he could figure it out, Guan Xinyue spoke:

"Back then, Junior Brother was a dying beggar in the mortal world. It was me who rescued you and asked Master to accept you as his disciple. Junior Brother, do you acknowledge this?"

Jiang Yu's expression suddenly changed!

Having been in the sect for more than two hundred years, he had long been accustomed to the high and mighty identity of being the closed disciple of Yunhua Zhenjun of the Wenxian Sect.

Over the years, whether inside or outside the sect, he has been met with envious and jealous looks wherever he goes.