1 bloodline per second, awaken the ancient holy body, I will rule forever

At this time, a disciple came out with a sincere look on his face. He bowed deeply to Qin Mu and then stuffed the storage bag into Qin Mu's hand.

Even if Qin Mu would not ask for it actively, he did help to dispel the dark clouds hanging over their heads, and he did not express any regret.

Although the gesture was a bit humble, it was all his savings, and he could only get supplies for next month.

"This is mine, thank you, Brother Qin!"

"And mine, thank you, Brother Qin!"

"It's just a token of my appreciation, not a sign of respect!"

With someone taking the lead, everyone present naturally followed suit. After a short while, Qin Mu's arms were full of storage bags.

Qin Mu did not refuse. After all, he said that he would not ask for it on his own initiative, but he would not pretend to be noble if others gave it to him.

These disciples were also changed from being called junior brothers to being called senior brothers, and Qin Mu's status was stabilized and consolidated.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back quickly, I need to rest too..."

Qin Mu, holding a large pile of storage bags, dispersed the crowd and returned to his room to continue practicing.

However, a cautious call from behind made him stop. When he turned around again, he saw that a disciple had not left yet.

This man was none other than Wang Dahai's lackey, and at this moment he was giving him a fawning smile.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Qin is a man of integrity and righteousness. He is truly a role model for our generation!"

"If you don't mind, I'm willing to serve you in the future!"

The lackey rubbed his hands together and walked closer with a cunning look on his face, which made Qin Mu feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Brother Qin, the situation in the ordinary disciple area has actually become normal. Even if you act the same way as Wang Dahai did back then, no one would think anything of it."

"If you believe in me, I'm willing to stand up for you. All the profits you collect will belong to you!"

"If you miss me, just give me some small reward. Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy you!"

The lackey told Wang Dahai about his plan. Before, he had always played the role of a pawn beside him.

He would take the initiative to collect the monthly salary and hand it over to Wang Dahai, who would also give him a certain amount of remuneration.

Now that Qin Mu is in power, this lackey sees an opportunity and is even confident that if Qin Mu takes control of this place, he will gain more benefits than if he follows Wang Dahai!

"I know you, but I don't want to be like Wang Dahai."

"Also, I hate you, but I haven't reached the point where I want to hit you. But if you continue to pester me, I'll be in trouble."

"Go back to where you came from. I don't want to see you again in the future, nor do I want to hear you bullying your fellow disciples."

"Otherwise I don't mind if you become like Wang Dahai and lie over there."

Qin Mu's voice was very calm, but the intimidation in it made the lackey break out in a sweat!

Good god, all the things I said were for Qin Mu’s own good, but not only did I not get any appreciation, I almost lost my life!

Qin Mu is moody. Following him is more dangerous than following Wang Dahai!

"Alright, alright, Senior Brother Qin, please be patient. I'll be gone right now!"

"If you need my help, brother, I'll be there immediately!"

The lackey retreated but did not give up. Before Qin Mu could scold him, the other party had already run far away!

"No matter which world it is, there are always these rotten fish and shrimp, right?"

Qin Mu gave a bitter laugh, but didn't think about it any more. He returned to the house and sorted out his windfall...

The inner sect of the Sword Sect, Qingyue Pavilion.

In the Sword Sect, every elite inner disciple will be assigned to a separate area. The elite disciples can build freely, and no one will interfere as long as they do not exceed the standards.

Qingyue Pavilion, the private territory of Nalan Ruo, who was once regarded as a talented disciple, is considered an elegant landscape in the sect.

There is a faint floral fragrance all around Qingya Pavilion. When you get close, the sound of gurgling water can cleanse your soul. There are also expensive spiritual stone formations laid out, allowing people to achieve twice the result with half the effort when practicing.

Now that Nalan Ruo has completed her wedding with Qin Hong, according to the sect's rules, she must return to the sect.

At this time, Nalan Ruo was meditating in her boudoir, and her clear mind made her feel a lot.

"Aunt! Aunt!"

Suddenly, a series of reckless shouts broke Nalan Ruo's state of perception. She frowned and opened her eyes.

"Auntie, how's the rebuttal going?"

Then, a young man about the same age as Qin Mu entered the boudoir. He was dressed in white, his black boots gleamed with a faint light, and the sword at his waist also sparkled.

"Tinghai, I've told you before that you should be calmer in your dealings with others. When will you be able to be like the Holy Son? Even if you only have one-tenth or one-twelfth of his charm, I can rest assured."

Nalan Ruo was very dissatisfied. The young man in front of him was the eldest grandson of their Nalan family and the hope of the family's future generations!

Nalan Tinghai has been the center of attention since he was a child. Not only does he have a noble appearance, but he was also accepted into the Sword Sect at the age of five and became an inner disciple.

It was just the youthful bloodiness that made Nalan Tinghai always irritable, and Nalan Ruo had reminded him of this more than once!

"Oh, Auntie, what time is it now? I heard that Huang Gongfu was injured, so I hurriedly asked for leave from Master and came here. You have to let me know something!"

Nalan Tinghai knew his own problems, but there were more important things to do at the moment, so he couldn't care less about the details.

"Your mission is to practice diligently with Elder Dong. Don't worry about other trivial matters."

"Remember, you will be in charge of the family in the future, and even more so the Qin family. You must have enough strength to bear this heavy burden!"

Nalan Ruo's voice was cold, and she was like an iceberg beauty sitting on her bed, which made people imagine.

She and Qin Hong were both cultivators, and after they got married they had no extra thoughts about having children. As for Qin Hong's illegitimate child, Nalan Ruo would certainly not adopt him.

Therefore, Nalan Ruo had the idea of ​​adopting his nephew, but Qin Hong also had direct descendants, so this was difficult to implement.

Therefore, Nalan Ruo must let Nalan Tinghai reach the strongest level of cultivation among his peers, so that Qin Hong can be moved.

"Huang Gongfu was seriously injured. I took out a Heaven-Returning Pill to save his life..."

As if realizing that his attitude was too harsh, Nalan Ruo softened his heart and answered his nephew's question:

"But Huang Gongfu's peak as a martial artist may be the end of his rope. This chess piece will no longer be of any use."

Nalan Ruo shook his head, feeling a little disappointed. They had chosen Huang Gongfu as the representative back then, but who knew that this disciple would be so incompetent.

Therefore, they must abandon Huang Gongfu and re-set representatives. The interests of the ordinary disciples' area cannot be missed!

"That illegitimate child of the Qin family can actually suppress a peak martial artist? I'd like to meet this brat and see what he's capable of!"