After being read by the mind, my apprentice wanted to rebel

The next day, Lin Xian'er went to the main hall again, mainly because Zheng Yuanchang had told her yesterday about the Sword Sect Competition in more than two months.

At that time, Lin Xian'er just wanted to spray the bastard who sent her there with a mouthful of salt soda to death. The male protagonist should go, and she, a cannon fodder, would have no use going there. However, things had come to this point, and she had no choice but to help the sect make some preparations in advance. She was afraid of causing trouble.

"Brothers, if you need anything, I'll get it out first. Don't be too aggressive, I can't bear it."

"Junior sister, don't worry, I am a very gentle person." Xu Feng took out the list he had prepared long ago and handed it to Lin Xian'er gently.

Lin Xian'er suddenly didn't want to open it. Was this list, the thickness of a high school textbook, gentle? Was there something wrong with her understanding? But the next moment, when she received the list from He Yun and Zheng Yuanchang, she wanted to die. Her hands trembled uncontrollably. Countless high-grade medicinal herbs, countless top-level refining materials, countless high-level magical instruments, countless high-level elixirs, and so on.

At that moment, Lin Xian'er wanted nothing more than to throw the lists to the ground and angrily shout, "I won't serve you." But under the enthusiastic gazes of her three senior brothers, she compromised and exchanged them bit by bit, finally crawling out of the main hall exhausted.

Over the next few days, Lin Xian'er became visibly thinner and more haggard.

Although Zheng Yuanchang and others were reluctant, they had no choice. They had to improve the strength of the sect as quickly as possible so that they could stand behind Lin Xian'er if she was wronged in the Sword Sect.

When the last item was exchanged, Lin Xian'er's hands and feet were shaking and she could no longer hold on. "Senior brothers, catch me quickly," she said, and then fell to the ground.

Zheng Yuanchang quickly caught Lin Xian'er, his eyes filled with worry. "Little Junior Sister has sacrificed so much for the sect." But then he saw Xu Feng and He Yun pack their belongings into their interspatial rings and leave excitedly, asking him to take good care of Little Junior Sister before leaving.

Zheng Yuanchang's arms were brimming with veins. He was still arranging various matters for the sect with these two grandsons. These things needed to be properly arranged. They were both equally good at hard and tiring work, dodging it quickly. Shaking his head, he resignedly carried Lin Xian'er back to Xianyun Peak. He was destined for hard work.

Upon arriving at Xianyun Peak, Zheng Yuanchang saw Xie Qijun cultivating nearby and immediately handed Lin Xian'er to him. "Quick, take your master back to rest. She's too tired. Please take good care of her." After thinking for a moment, he gave a few more instructions. He felt that his junior sister didn't have that kind of mentality. "You should cultivate well. The Sword Sect Competition is full of dangers. All we can do is to continuously increase our strength."

Since Zheng Yuanchang came, Xie Qijun has been staring at his hands holding Lin Xian'er. For some reason, he felt disgusted and wanted to pry them apart. But when Lin Xian'er was placed in his arms, all he could think of was a daze and a nod.

After saying that, Zheng Yuanchang left with peace of mind. Although the boy was good-looking, they were master and disciple, so he was still quite relieved.

Suddenly, Xie Qijun shuddered and was almost thrown out by Lin Xian'er. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "Master, does my chest feel comfortable?" He rubbed it back and forth. If he was not sure that she was unconscious now, he would have...

In order to get rid of this burden quickly, Xie Qijun hurriedly carried Lin Xian'er into the house. He wanted to throw her roughly on the bed, but when he reached the bed, he finally put her down gently. What a stupid woman, she made herself so tired, why bother, the sect would be gone if it was gone.

After a while, Xie Qijun left. Lin Xian'er, who had been lying comfortably for a whole day and night, was suddenly awakened by hunger. Touching her messy hair, Lin Xian'er leisurely went to the kitchen and made some noodles. "Tongzi, I don't know if this is just my imagination. Has my mental strength increased?"

[Host, your efforts are rewarded.]

Lin Xian'er was happy in her heart. Although she wanted to be a layman until the end, she also needed strength. As long as she trained her mental power seriously, she would be able to find a way to survive in this world in the future.

In the following period of time, the entire Xiaoyun Sect was in a state of active training, and everything was developing in a good direction.

Finally, it was time for Lin Xian'er and the other person to set off. "Junior sister, do you really not need to arrange for someone to go with you?" He Yun had been busy refining equipment recently. When he saw Lin Xian'er again, he learned that she was going to the Sword Sect Competition alone with Xie Qijun. He thought the head brother would arrange it, but it turned out to be like this. She had no sense of crisis at all, and this pretty boy was too insidious. Junior sister was such a naive little white rabbit that she was easily deceived.

"Third Brother, there's no need to risk the others. I'm also worried that the Sword Sect might do something shady and target our sect. With you all here, I'm relieved."

Woo woo woo woo, He Yun was moved. He didn't expect that the junior sister trusted him so much. He immediately said that he would never let the junior sister down and he would guard the rear for the junior sister.

[Wow, Third Senior Brother is such a crybaby. She just doesn't want to go out with others. She feels uncomfortable and a little guilty. What should I do?] Lin Xian'er looked at He Yun firmly and said, Senior Brother, I believe in you.

Xie Qijun's face softened as he listened quietly to the conversations of Lin Xian'er and the other senior brothers and sisters. At this moment, Xu Feng pulled him aside and said, "Keep an eye on your master and don't let those coquettish sluts outside harass him." His junior sister was pretty, a delicate and pretty girl. If she was targeted by those thieves outside and didn't go home, he would immediately rush over and throw a handful of poison at her.

For some reason, Xie Qijun's mind flashed with the image of Lin Xian'er sleeping peacefully in another man's arms. He felt extremely angry, "Second Uncle, don't worry." He would kill one by one, and if a bunch of them came, he would kill them all. The next second, he couldn't help but imagine Lin Xian'er naked. His ears turned red. No, he couldn't think about it. As expected, Lin Xian'er was a disaster in both her previous life and this life.

Xu Feng looked at Xie Qijun's gloomy face and thought, well, it's stable. This disciple is indeed a good one and knows how to protect his master.

Soon, Lin Xian'er and the others said goodbye to the sect members and continued on their journey. Lin Xian'er wasn't in any hurry to get going, having already prepared a path for the sect. She was in a great mood, though it was her spirit that was suffering. That one thing had nearly made her break down, but it all worked out well. After descending the mountain, she wandered the towns and villages, shopping. She was no longer the penniless person she once was, constantly worrying about her wallet and pinching pennies. It hadn't been easy, and tears welled up in her eyes as she thought back to the past.

Suddenly, Lin Xian'er rushed to the front of the group where a street acrobatics were being performed. She watched with great interest, clapping and cheering from time to time. Xie Qijun played the role of a ruthless bag carrier, accompanying her with an expressionless face.

[Tongzi, Tongzi, see? This sword-dancing girl is so beautiful and delicate. She makes me want to protect her. Sigh, sigh, sigh. I wonder which toad will get the chance in the future.]

[Host, don't you hurry over to the Sword Sect? ]

[No, I don't want to be cannon fodder, and I don't need the Dragon Roar Sword.]

[If you don't go, won't that directly offend the Sword Sect?]

[Hey, I didn't expect I'd become so important. Shouldn't I thank them for thinking so highly of me? Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on the time. Just be there on time.]

Didn't she want the Dragon Roar Sword? Yes, she had this strange system, so she didn't need to search for any natural treasures. But it was also dangerous for her. Once outsiders knew about this, she would be the object of everyone's competition. Xie Qijun felt that his cultivation level was still too slow. If those enemies attacked, he wouldn't be able to protect her... It wasn't that he wouldn't protect her at all.

After watching for a while, Lin Xian'er was about to leave, but the crowd suddenly became agitated. A group of servants pushed the ordinary people away and walked in with a middle-aged man with a big belly. "Young lady, come on, follow me and eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks. It's much better than sleeping in the open here." Looking at the charming woman in front of him, it was her blessing that he liked her.

The woman frowned and gripped the sword tightly. Her companion next to her told her not to be impulsive. He Nian said respectfully, "Sir, this is my wife. I'm so sorry for letting you down."

"Bah," Chen Batian spat at the man. Whoever he set his eyes on was his. "Since I think highly of you, I should offer you my all. Don't be ungrateful."