Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 277 Here's a steamed bun for you
Did you win?
Won.

Among the many spectators, a few who understood what had happened spontaneously booed: "Eek!"

He just threw the fan with that one hand.

To put it nicely, it's a special attack strategy developed on the spot to counter different opponents.

To put it bluntly, it was an unfair victory!
Chai Yun was the first to yell, "Have you no shame?! Senior Brother Liu is being considerate of your magic weapon, and you, you're pushing your luck!"

Despite the boos, not many people actually joined Chai Yun in his cursing.

Compared to Niu Wansan's previous reliance on cultivation level to suppress others, Pei Xia's fighting style has some merits that can be learned.

Of course, don't cry if someone actually breaks the magic artifact.

Pei Xia, thick-skinned, didn't care about that. He patted Liu Yun on the shoulder and said with a strangely gratified tone, "You fought well. You're a promising young man. But let me tell you, you should break your Qi now while you still can. Otherwise, you'll suffer when you reach the Transformation Realm. Alright, keep up your cultivation and don't slack off."

Liu Yun looked at him, somewhat bewildered.

No, you're actually giving me pointers?
Pei Xia thought it was fine. "I'm an inner sect elder now, and you're still a disciple. It's perfectly reasonable for me, as your senior uncle, to give you some pointers."

After jumping off the stage, Pei Xia clasped his hands in a fist salute to Niu Wansan: "Just a small test, luckily."

Niu Wansan was older and had seen more of the world, so he didn't find Pei Xia despicable.

On the contrary, his eyesight is quite good.

"Your movements are pretty fast," he said.

He was describing Pei Xia's action of forcing Liu Yun's two hammers away and then leaping forward to close the distance.

If he's not quick enough, Liu Yun will readjust his double hammers instead of using his shouting technique, making it more difficult for Pei Xia to have another chance to throw his flying needles.

However, compared to this, Niu Wansan was even more amazed by Pei Xia's wealth: "You're a hidden talent, kid. In this kind of internal competition, you not only threw your fan but also used up a talisman. You're really willing to spend money. Are you trying to win a ranking?"

Talismans are miniature arrays, strictly speaking, creations of sixth-realm cultivators, and are quite expensive for ordinary cultivators.

If you don't rank well in the internal competition, the reward might not even be as good as this talisman.

Pei Xia just smiled. A sixth-realm master, she's got one at home, what's the big deal?

Yang Xuzhong, sitting in the stands, was getting restless.

He pointed down, his old eyes wide as he looked at Ji Shaofu: "This counts?!"

Ji Shaofu tried hard to suppress her smile, but her eyes were already brimming with joy: "Just talking about the winner doesn't count, does it?"

Yang Xuzhong wasn't reluctant to part with the pill; after all, his cultivation level was already at this stage, so giving some to his junior sister wouldn't hurt.

However, Pei Xia's winning method was something this old-fashioned cultivator found extremely distasteful.

"Here you go." He sighed and immediately pulled a small bottle from his pocket and tossed it to Ji Shaofu.

Liu Yun, who seemed destined to become an elder, actually lost in the first round, attracting considerable attention among the disciples participating today.

As a result, many people also began to notice Pei Xia.

Soon, someone suggested that this person should be the outer sect elder who brought Ji Shaofu back to the sect a few days ago.

If it really is him, then his current status should be that of an inner sect elder.

That's even more shameless—as an inner sect elder, you have a direct quota to participate in the Four Sects Martial Arts Tournament, so what are you doing competing with us disciples in the sect's internal competition?!

Suddenly, everyone on Xuanri Peak, including Yang Xuzhong, began to pay attention to Pei Xia.

However, due to the large number of disciples on the first day, Pei Xia did not go on stage again until noon.

After a short rest at noon, the eliminated disciples naturally went down Xuanri Peak, including the regrettable Liu Yun.

Those who have matches in the afternoon can stay on Xuanri Peak, where meals will be provided.

Pei Xia took three steamed buns and a fried dough stick, and found a grassy area near the training ground with a wide view of the Changjingmen Mountains to eat.

Many disciples who were originally sitting nearby saw him and reacted with varying expressions, quickly moving away.

Only Niu Wansan sat down next to Pei Xia without any hesitation.

He carried seven or eight steamed buns in his pocket and smiled at Pei Xia: "Hehe, you got rejected, didn't you?"

The fat man picked up a steamed bun and took a bite: "You'll get used to it. I've been in the inner sect for a long time, and even the master on the peak has changed twice. Many people in the inner sect don't like me. My peers and even the elders, seeing my age, should have shown me some respect, so they don't like me. The younger generation looks down on me. I can't get promoted, and I'm unwilling to accept my fate and go to the outer sect. I'm just begging and pleading."

Pei Xia had heard of this: if you're over 35 in a big company and haven't shown any ability or been promoted, your career is already on its last legs. Your boss doesn't like you, your subordinates look down on you, and if you're ever laid off, you'll be the first one.

The fat man handed him a steamed bun: "Elder Pei, I didn't know your identity before, so I was a bit rude." Pei Xia took the bun: "It's alright."

“I said, we’re all people who are disliked by everyone, but who knows, we might become friends in the future.”

"Uh……"

Pei Xia was about to say that it seemed a bit much to say that people and dogs disliked him.

Suddenly, a chorus of exclamations came from a group of disciples in the distance.

Pei Xia turned her head and saw that Ji Shaofu had come down from the stands, dressed in a green robe and carrying a sword, and was walking towards them.

This is the most famous and beautiful ancestor of the Long Whale Sect recently. Normally, you can't see her from a distance. I never thought I would be able to see her so closely today.

Chai Yun, who was not far away, immediately got up and straightened his clothes and hair.

Needless to say, regardless of whether he liked it or not, he was Ji Shaofu's disciple after all, and it was only right that his master would give him some pointers and instructions during the breaks when he came to participate in the sect competition.

However, just as he was fully prepared and put on what he considered his most polite posture, Ji Shaofu walked past him indifferently.

In front of everyone, she lightly hopped a step and reached out to tap Pei Xia's head: "You won?"

Pei Xia scoffed, "Didn't you see it all?"

"Several matches are being played at the same time, how did you know I was watching yours?"

"I didn't know before, but I do now."

No, no, that's not right, is it?

Shouldn't you first stand up, then bow respectfully to Elder Ji before listening to his teachings with your hands at your sides and head bowed?

What kind of tone is that?
Niu Wansan's mouth was practically agape. What happened to the plan of being universally disliked?!
Ji Shaofu slightly raised her eyes, her beautiful gaze fixed on Niu Wansan: "And who is this?"

Niu Wansan was so frightened that he immediately stood up, clutching the steamed bun in his pocket: "Disciple Niu... Niu..."

“Nephew Niu,” Ji Shaofu nodded, looking at the steamed bun in his arms, “you have quite an appetite.”

"Uh, um."

"When I came here, I saw that there were still fried dough cakes at Xuanri Peak. If you are not full, you can go and get some more."

"I...I'm full...?" Niu Wansan's mind raced for a moment before he realized, "I'm starving! I have to get ten fried dough sticks right now and start eating them right here!"

Without saying a word, the fat man turned and ran away.

Ji Shaofu watched his back, then turned her face away and smiled with narrowed eyes when no one was watching.

She smoothed her skirt and knelt down next to Pei Xia.

"Here, this is for you." She took out a small bottle that was still warm from her body and handed it to Pei Xia.

Pei Xia glanced at it but didn't take it: "What's this?"

"The Fangcun Pill can expand your spiritual palace," Ji Shaofu said. "I'm giving it to you as a source of hope. You must open your palace as soon as possible."

Pei Xia knew that she had just broken through to the Open Mansion Realm before going to Su Baozhai, so she said, "You can keep it for yourself."

"If the sect leader values ​​it, I don't need it. You can keep it."

"……Oh."

Pei Xia was too lazy to argue, so she put the steamed bun in her mouth and took the small bottle.

Ji Shaofu smiled and said, "Then you have to give me something in return?"

Woman, you're in a bit of a predicament. You said you'd give it to me, but now you want me to exchange it for something else. What can I exchange for you in such a short time? I still have a Netherworld Flower in my Jade Vajra. If I give it to you, would you dare to take it?

Pei Xia sighed: "Have you eaten?"

Ji Shaofu was taken aback: "You...you didn't eat?"

"Then I'll give you a steamed bun."

As he spoke, he actually took a plump steamed bun from his pocket and gave it to her.

Ji Shaofu was a little taken aback at first, and stood there for a while, holding the white steamed bun in both hands.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she suddenly smiled again and took a small bite of the steamed bun.

(End of this chapter)