The Legend of Fangren

"These spiritual fruits were indeed found by me..."

"That's it. Some people have great potential but terrible luck. You have such good luck, so what's there to be afraid of if your potential is a little lacking?"

"Elder Qu probably doesn't know how poor my aptitude is."

"How bad could it be?" Qu Yang laughed.

"You'll know if you close your eyes and look at me."

Qu Yang closed his eyes without taking it seriously, then immediately opened them and fell silent.

"That... is somewhat true."

Qu Yang never expected that his attempt to encourage his disciple while intoxicated would lead to him encountering such a tough opponent right away.

Fang Shi sensed the awkward atmosphere and took the initiative to say, "Elder Qu looks so young, his talent must be exceptional."

However, these words seemed to have touched on something, causing Qu Yang to take a big gulp of wine and stare out the window at something.

"Don't flatter me. I'd rather be less talented... Why am I telling you this? Go do what you need to do."

"Yes, disciple takes his leave."

Fang Shi tactfully went downstairs, touched the merit badge in his pocket, and felt a sense of relief.

Having money just feels different.

A large bag of dried fruit can be exchanged for 2400 credits. If he were to bring all of them from the cave, wouldn't he become the richest among the new disciples this year?

Forget it, enough money is fine. Being too flashy can easily cause trouble. A beautiful elder is fine, but I'm afraid of attracting a lewd old man.

Fang Shi, who had just encountered the extortionist not long ago, was now extra cautious.

With money, the first thing to do is to change clothes. It is said that there are shops in the inner sect that make precious clothes. The fabric there is not ordinary, and the magic patterns on it have the power of arrays. However, the price is naturally extremely expensive. Even Earth-rank disciples have to think twice before buying them.

Therefore, such robes with magical patterns are always regarded as a symbol of Heavenly and Earthly Rank disciples, while Human Rank and Outer Sect disciples would never even dare to dream of wearing them.

But how can you go to the river without wearing nice clothes? What if our child gets looked bad by the local girls because we're dressed in something unfashionable?

From the father's perspective, he had to be willing to spend the money; out with the old, in with the new.

Turning his head, Fang Shi arrived at the French-style clothing store...

"Um... Senior sister, do you sell these clothes at a cheaper price?"

Fang Shi, who had been so proud and confident just moments before, immediately deflated upon entering the store and seeing the price tags on the robes with Buddhist patterns on the shelves.

One, two, three, four, five... five figures, even the cheapest item on the shelf is very close to five figures.

"Haha...Junior brother, did you not bring enough money?"

Fortunately, Fang Shi was still a sixteen-year-old boy, and his timid appearance could be considered shy and timid in his senior sister's eyes.

Since accepting new disciples a few days ago, this isn't the first young man to overestimate his wealth.

"How much do you have?" the beautiful senior sister, with her kind and gentle demeanor, asked softly.

"Two thousand four hundred..."

"Oh, quite a lot, huh? Junior Brother, you're a Rank 1 disciple, right? You've saved up some money these past few days and are rushing to buy clothes to save face?"

A disciple of the Earth Rank receives two thousand merit points a month, so this senior sister naturally thought so.

She continued, "Fine, you junior brothers and sisters are always like this, not in a hurry to cultivate, just thinking about putting on a show. This money really can't buy a very good robe with magic patterns, only some robes with good fabric but no patterns. Do you want them?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Fang Shi nodded vigorously.

Amidst the charming laughter of his senior, he received his first decent set of clothes.

He changed into the clothes in the store, and when he came out and looked in the mirror, even Fang Shi himself was stunned.

It's true that clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse. A few days of living in the mountains had messed up his hair, but after changing into this neat blue martial arts uniform, the messiness turned into carefree ease.

If I wash my face again, I'll definitely make myself look incredibly handsome.

The senior sister, standing to the side, was also pleasantly surprised, never expecting that this junior brother was such a hidden gem.

Seeing that Fang Shi kept trying to straighten his messy hair, she quickly stepped forward and used her professional skills to give him a few pointers.

"Yes, that's right~"

She looked at Fang Shi in the mirror with satisfaction. Fang Shi's hair was still messy, but there was order in the mess, as if it had been styled and left a trace of casualness. Some long wisps of hair in front of his forehead touched his eyebrows, just right.

"Young swordsman" is the best description of this period of history.

"Okay! That's it, don't move."

Fang Shi, overwhelmed by his own handsomeness, stiffened his neck, afraid of messing up his hairstyle, and awkwardly walked out of the clothing store. His comical appearance made the senior sister laugh non-stop.

This junior brother is so funny it's delightful.

But she had no idea what Fang Shi was feeling.

Walking down the street, he was in tears. Thinking back to his honest self in his past life, with his buzz cut all the time, if only he had been smart enough to change his hairstyle to something similar to his current one, he wouldn't have been ignored by a single girl in college.

But thinking about it more carefully, it's also possible that there are no girls in his electrical engineering major... Hmm, that possibility can't be ruled out.

With such a good physique, how could a mere buzz cut hide it?

Thinking of this, Fang Shi's gait became natural again.

It's getting late, and lunchtime has passed a while, so we need to hurry over and find Luohe.

Elder Qu was pointing to this place. It is said that the Heavenly Rank disciples have two courtyards, one for Yin and one for Yang. There are buildings in the courtyards, and each building houses five or six people. The living conditions are extremely luxurious.

After searching for a long time, Fang Shi finally found Yang Yuan.

In the Xuan Realm, men and women are divided into Yin and Yang, so this must be the courtyard of the male disciples.

Just then, someone came out of the courtyard. He stopped the person and first gave a greeting of equal seniority: "I am Fang Shi."

"My name is He Qisheng."

The newcomer was dressed in blue and red, followed by an attendant. He was none other than He Qisheng, the young city lord of Qingye City, and his attendant He Lin.

His voice was very gentle as he asked, "What is it, Junior Brother Fang?"

"I'm looking for Luo He. Could you please ask Senior Brother He where he lives in this courtyard?"

"You mean the Luo River?"

"Exactly."

"Heh, then why did you come here to look for her? You should go to the other side." He Qisheng pointed to the courtyard gate with the yin plaque hanging not far away.

Fang Shi was puzzled and asked, "Isn't that the female disciples' courtyard?"

"Yes, aren't you looking for Luo He? She lives over there."

"what?"

What's going on?

Fang Shi's mind went blank for a few seconds.

What kind of protagonist treatment is Luo He getting, having the lucky break of living alone in the girls' quarters? Is it just because he's handsome and refined? Or is it because the male disciples' quarters are full, so they squeezed him into the other side?

I was just about to show off my outfit to my childhood friend, but I didn't expect that he had already surpassed him by a lot.

That's truly enviable.

Seeing his surprised expression, He Qisheng asked curiously, "Junior Brother Fang, why are you so surprised?"

Junior Sister Luo isn't staying in the girls' dormitory, so is she going to stay in the boys' dormitory? What kind of behavior is that?

Behind him, He Lin's eyes flickered between the two, and he couldn't help but sigh... Indeed, my young master isn't the only one in the world with bad eyesight.