After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

Ning Yue, of course, accepted it without hesitation.

"This should be the usual practice of our Fusang Sect," the Enforcement Elder winked at the others.

"My newly accepted apprentice, aren't you all going to offer some gifts?"

The sect leader chuckled, "Of course you don't need to tell me."

With a flick of his sleeve, a brocade pouch appeared in his hand, its surface delicately embroidered with silver thread.

Ning Yue took it: "...What's this?"

Sect Leader: "This is a Qiankun Bag."

Ning Yue looked at the exquisite little pouch with curiosity.

Actually, she does have some knowledge of cultivation novels.

"Could this be a bag that can hold everything, with infinitely vast internal space?!"

"...Although it's not that exaggerated," the sect leader interrupted her.

"But this Qiankun Bag is indeed of the highest grade; it can hold anything you want."

"Thank you, Sect Master," Ning Yue said, deeply moved. "You are such a kind person!"

Ning Yue's eyes curved into a rounded arc, with a few glimmers of light in them, as she looked at him with a friendly and trusting gaze.

Upon being looked at by those round, deer-like eyes, the sect leader's paternal instincts instantly surged.

"And you take this too!" The sect leader immediately took off the silver bell from his waist and stuffed it into Ning Yue's hand.

"Don't let its appearance fool you, it's actually a rare, high-grade spiritual artifact that can be incredibly useful in certain situations!"

Ning Yue accepted it without hesitation: "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

Someone sighed, "That's the Pure Sound Bell, one of only two Heavenly-Rank Spiritual Magic Artifacts here. The Sect Master just gave it to Ning Yue like that?"

"Oh dear, with the Sect Master being so generous, what should we give in return so as not to seem too stingy?"

……

Ning Yue couldn't help but look down at the ordinary little bell in her hand.

It is indeed very small and exquisite; if it were a toy, it would definitely be quite valuable.

"In that case..." the alchemy elder said, taking out a small porcelain bottle from his robes.

"These are three Soul-Returning Pills. There are only three people in the cultivation world who can refine these pills. Even if the injured person is still on their last breath, they can be cured as long as they take these pills."

Ning Yue couldn't help but widen her eyes.

Although her understanding of the sound-clearing bell was not comprehensive, she did not know its power.

But Ning Yue was truly astonished by this pill that could heal any injury, no matter how severe.

She used her limited knowledge of elixirs—

This kind of elixir is absolutely amazing!

The Talisman Elder was heartbroken that Ning Yue hadn't entered the Talisman Trial Grounds.

He silently tossed a pile of talismans to Ning Yue, then angrily turned and left.

Ning Yue: "..."

The formation elder hadn't thought of anything to give as a gift; he couldn't very well draw a formation on the spot and present it to Ning Yue.

He took out his Qiankun bag, looking very ashamed.

"I don't have much to give you, and I don't have anything valuable on me. How about I give you some spirit stones instead? I have quite a few spirit stones on me."

Before Ning Yue could answer, the formation elder said, "Quickly open your Qiankun bag."

Ning Yue did as instructed.

next moment--

A pile of golden, glittering things was poured into Ning Yue's Qiankun bag like sand.

Ning Yue stared in disbelief. Was this really that extravagant?!

The spirit stones took a full quarter of an hour to pour out and were still not finished.

The formation elder didn't even blink; he treated money like sand.

The Qiankun bag hadn't changed at all. Even after pouring in so many spirit stones, it didn't feel heavy and lay steadily in my palm.

Ning Yue reminded him, "That's enough, that's enough—"

The formation elder said, "Not enough, not enough. This little bit isn't enough for a little girl. My taste isn't great. I'll ask your senior sister to take you to buy some clothes later."

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the array elder's Qiankun bag was finally empty. He shook the bag, unwilling to give up.

"Oh dear, there's not much money in this bag, just this much. If you ever run out of money, come to me, and I'll fill your storage bag!"

Having grown up to this point, Ning Yue finally experienced what it felt like to treat money like dirt, and couldn't help but ask a sincere question.

"Is our currency depreciating?"

The elder in charge of law enforcement said solemnly, "No, it's because my Fusang Sect is rich."

Ning Yue asked the formation elder, "Although it's impolite, I still want to ask, how much savings do you have?"

The formation elder pondered for a long time but couldn't figure it out: "Anyway, I can live lavishly for several hundred years without any problem."

Ning Yue: "..."

The elder in charge of law enforcement laughed: "Those array cultivators, talisman cultivators, and alchemy cultivators are the richest."

Moreover, these individuals are renowned figures in the cultivation world, so their savings are naturally substantial.

Don't worry, just take whatever we give you. If it's not enough, ask for more. The old man doesn't need to eat anyway.

Ning Yue: "Wow—"

"Our Fusang Sect did indeed become one of the five major sects based on its own strength."

But the quality of the disciples has declined in recent years, and they've only managed to avoid being expelled by throwing money at them.

A small pebble suddenly hit the elder in the forehead.

He turned around to curse, but then realized it was the sect leader.

"So what?" The sect leader said arrogantly, "Who doesn't treat our Fusang Sect with respect?"

After all, the best alchemists, array masters, and talisman masters are all here. All they can say is that we're not strong enough.

The sect leader patted Ning Yue on the shoulder: "Remember, don't be afraid if you encounter any trouble outside, the sect will protect you."

Ning Yue swallowed hard: "...Oh."

A beautiful female elder pushed the sect leader away with disdain.

"Alright, you guys, you've been talking to her for so long, and I haven't even given her my gift yet."

Turning her head, she smiled and looked down at Ning Yue.

"Little girl, do you like sound editing? All the guys and girls here are handsome, you won't regret coming..."

The elder in charge of law enforcement heard half of it and realized something was wrong, so he hurriedly ran forward and pulled the two apart.

"Didn't you say you were bringing a gift? Your apprentice is digging right in front of me—?"

"Sound editing?" Ning Yue repeated.

"Yes, yes," she smiled, "the older brothers and sisters all smell nice."

Ning Yue thought for a moment about what musical instruments she could play.

The only instruments I'm truly good at are the piano and the violin.

Regardless of whether the piano exists in this world, music practitioners fight by learning musical instruments.

She wouldn't just move a piano around and play it in a haphazard way.

The violin would be fine.

I just don't know if violins even exist in this world.

As for other musical instruments commonly found in the cultivation world, Ning Yue knew none of them.

Ning Yue put on his best smile: "I'm sorry, Elder, I can only play the violin, I can't play any other instruments."

The elder frowned and pondered for a moment: "What is a violin?"

Ning Yue understood; there was indeed no violin as an instrument.

"Sigh," Ning Yue sighed dramatically, "it seems I'm not cut out for music training."

"—Draw the blueprints! I'll make it for you!"

Ning Yue was stunned: "Huh?"

The elder quickly brought over paper and pen: "Draw!"

Ning Yue was forced to pick up a pen and paper and try her best to draw the shape and structure from memory.

Fortunately, I was good at sketching in my previous life, and the drawing turned out quite well.

The female elder pondered for a while after finishing the drawing, then pushed open the door and left.

Ning Yue: "...Why does the elder want me to learn music editing?"

The law enforcement elder sighed, "That guy loves pretty girls the most. Without exception, all her disciples are incredibly good-looking."

So no matter what you're repairing, if she takes a liking to you, you'll have to learn a musical instrument as well.

"Sigh," he seemed to have thought of something, "that's how your senior brother was dragged into learning the guqin."

Ning Yue: "..."