Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

"Not only that, I estimate that among the sect leader's personal disciples, there are others who have deciphered this unpredictable purple aura. Although I'm not sure who exactly, I know—there is one person who definitely hasn't deciphered it!"

Oh?

How can you be so certain that there is one person who has absolutely not comprehended the Purple Qi?

"How do you know whether others have figured it out or not? Maybe they have also realized it, but they just haven't made a big fuss about it."

Zhu Wuyao deliberately feigned disapproval, and the fellow disciple snorted coldly, saying:

"The person who hasn't figured it out is the fifth disciple among the direct disciples—Ye Xiaozhou."

Hmm? This is completely different from what she expected. Originally, she was just pretending to be suspicious, but after hearing this answer, the doubt in Zhu Wuyao's eyes seemed particularly genuine.

"You're making this up, aren't you?"

"Ha! She didn't even look up to acknowledge that purple aura, how could she possibly understand it?"

……

This answer is really credible...

"After Ye Xiaozhou went into the mountains, she became curious about the purple aura. Under the cover of darkness, she leaped to the rooftop in a few light steps to see where that thing came from. Not only did she look, she also took a ladle to see if the purple aura could be scooped up and taken away."

"and then?"

"Haha, and then Elder Chi chased her all over the mountain! After that, she probably held a grudge and felt that this purple aura was definitely not meant for her."

Hmm? Although this story is outrageous and somewhat absurd, Ye Xiaozhou is indeed capable of doing such a thing.

But if we assume she has a brain, then there's a lot of information to be gained.

Why did Ye Xiaozhou think that the purple aura could be taken away by Sheng Yipiao? It even prompted Elder Chi to personally chase after him.

What are you going to do with a ladleful of water that you've scooped out?

And in the end, he held a grudge and wouldn't even glance at the purple aura...

Zhu Wuyao nodded thoughtfully, his gaze towards his fellow disciple carrying a hint of "You're quite something," and praised:

"They even know about this kind of thing? There are others in the Star-Picking Tower who have comprehended the Purple Qi?"

"And Zhang Zhihan, he should have comprehended it."

"I hope the whole place isn't filled with the squawking of geese..."

"No, no." The senior brother shook his head, quite pleased with Zhu Wuyao's admiring gaze, and continued:

"Although he seems a bit... cough, what if things go well?"

Zhu Wuyao tried to think of Zhang Zhihan's unconventional style in a more positive light, uh...

She sincerely admitted that she couldn't do it: "I really can't imagine it."

"Hmm? You've actually met these people before. May I ask your names?"

"I wish you no invitation."

"never heard of that."

"...The one about advancing to the next rank by slaying a mule."

"Oh, it's you. You're truly a young prodigy." The senior student looked her up and down, then turned away with a hint of jealousy.

"Let's continue talking about our fourth senior brother!"

"Enough said. I don't have a good impression of people who advance quickly. You're so powerful, go and figure it out yourself. You're just leaving me here, stuck in the same place..."

Zhu Wuyao took a closer look at this amazing senior brother.

Although he doesn't seem to be at a high level, he addresses his direct disciples by their first names and knows so much information.

"May I ask your name, senior brother?"

"Song Kezi."

Well, I don’t know.

"So it's Senior Brother Song Kezi! I've long admired your name!"

Song Kezi glanced at her, sneered, and said, "Hypocrite! You don't know me at all."

"You actually figured it out!" Zhu Wuyao was greatly shocked and quickly asked, "How did you know?"

Song Kezi curled up into a ball, looking slightly aggrieved, and said:

"Because I am the third disciple personally taught by the sect leader."

what?

So, my second senior sister didn't come to wake me up on purpose; she just happened to be passing by...

The cultivation levels of the direct disciples seem to vary somewhat... If I'm not mistaken, this third disciple hasn't reached the Golden Core stage yet, and while others have comprehended the Purple Qi, he hasn't?

How did they manage to get by like this?

"So it was Third Senior Brother speaking ill of Senior Sister Gu and Senior Sister Ye behind their backs in front of them. Is that a good idea?"

"It's not very good."

Song Kezi nodded, quite agreeing with what Zhu Wuyao said.

He continued, "Shen Anzhi is too cowardly and disliked by everyone, while Zhang Zhihan is too stupid and mentally ill."

"Now it's fine, I've said bad things about everyone."

Zhu Wuyao blinked blankly.

Does this work too?

"you……"

“BOOM!”

Before he could finish speaking, a thunderclap suddenly erupted from the ground, and Song Kezi in front of him was given a perm, a curly hairstyle.

Zhu Wuyao jumped back in surprise and doubt, drawing his sword, Wufeng.

Are there enemies?

Song Kezi calmly wiped his face, continued to sit on the stone bench, and said:

"Don't panic, it's just Second Senior Sister chopping people down."

……

Zhu Wuyao sheathed her sword and looked around. Apart from a few people who were just as panicked as she was, most of her fellow disciples ignored her and even looked at her with pity.

No wonder Senior Brother Song is sitting here all by himself and no one has come up to greet him...

It turns out, they were afraid of being struck by lightning as a result.

Song Kezi seemed to have developed lightning resistance, remaining calm as if nothing had happened.

Give him a good beating...

Zhu Wuyao hesitated for a moment, then sat back down on the stone bench and asked, "Third Senior Brother, why are you so obsessed with comprehending the Purple Qi?"

"Because everyone else has figured it out, but I haven't, I feel inferior."

This reason was somewhat unsatisfying, so she asked tactfully, "Why aren't you ashamed because your cultivation hasn't reached the Golden Core stage yet?"

"What do you know? This is called harmony in diversity. I want to fit in, but I don't have to be like them."

Great!

"Harmony without being a crowd" can be interpreted in this way?

Zhu Wuyao glanced at the purple aura again, thinking that there probably wouldn't be much to gain today. He then looked at Song Kezi, who was staring intently at the rooftop, and said:

"Third senior brother, I'm going back now."

"Oh, you should go back now, be careful not to get a stiff neck."

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In the small courtyard.

Zhu Wuyao placed the Wufeng Sword by his bedside, intending to take a nap. He had felt quite sleepy while comprehending the purple energy today.

I guess I'm destined to sleep well tonight.

I need to go to Beixuan City tomorrow to hand in the remaining manuscripts, and I also need to stop by the clinic to show off to the old woman that I've reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

Just as she was about to lie down, she suddenly remembered what Song Kezi had said—"Be careful not to get a stiff neck."

Hmm... After all, he's the third disciple personally instructed, so he might have some skills. It's best to be careful.

Zhu Wuyao got out of bed, deciding to change her fate tonight.

She's staying up all night and won't sleep!

With nothing to do and the night stretching on, I'll write a short story; it's almost finished.

The candlelight flickered gently, and the ink fell onto the paper, reflecting the warm yellow candlelight. Zhu Wuyao felt calm and his thoughts flowed like a spring, and he wrote seven or eight thousand words.

Birds chirped in the branches; the sun had not yet risen, and a faint light appeared outside the window.

She tidied up the manuscript and stretched.

It sounded like a "crack".

……

After gazing at the purple aura for an hour and then writing for a long time, Zhu Wuyao stretched and successfully got rid of his stiff neck.