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

As the man screamed and ran away, the others who had been hiding around Ning Yue also vanished instantly.

Ning Yue released his divine sense to sense it—

Apart from the one who appeared openly before Ning Yue, the others only observed from the shadows.

Naturally, they also saw Ning Yue's move.

They ran away without a sound!

They actually ran away?

nonsense!

If we don't run now, they might be dragged out and taught a lesson one by one in the next second!

Ning Yue raised his hand and withdrew the flames.

It would be better if we ran away together.

That saves her the trouble of dealing with them one by one.

When they returned to the inn, Yang Fei was still cultivating with tears streaming down his face.

Ning Yue tossed a bag of pastries into Yang Fei's arms.

"That's about it, Senior Brother."

Yang Fei: "..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fei realized it was about time and immediately relaxed and lay down on the bed.

I tore open the packaging of the pastries and popped two into my mouth.

"You're back, junior sister."

Ning Yue sat down beside him and asked about the visiting cards.

"Senior brother, do you know of a prominent family named Sang around here?"

Yang Fei was somewhat surprised upon hearing this, and looked up at Ning Yue: "This area...you mean Uncle Sang?"

"Uncle-Master Sang?" Ning Yue asked, puzzled. "Who is Uncle-Master Sang?"

Yang Fei: "What happened? Why are you suddenly bringing him up?"

Ning Yue briefly recounted what had just happened.

After listening, Yang Fei first expressed his disapproval of Ning Yue's behavior.

"Junior sister, you still lack social experience. You can double the price of the pills you sell to the Sang family."

"Could you please tell me quickly, who is Uncle-Master Sang?"

"Sang Daohe, the head of the Sang family, saved our sect leader's life in the secret realm many years ago."

He then used this favor to become an elder of the Fusang Sect, thereby revitalizing the Sang family.

"It's been about ten years now. Although I'm just a nominal elder, I've made a lot of money from the sect."

Most importantly! The father is disgusting enough—”

"He also has a very remarkable son who is so spoiled that he is completely out of control and has done all sorts of disgusting and vulgar things."

Ning Yue heard Yang Fei talk about Sang Daohe's extraordinary son—

Gradually, I started to feel a sense of familiarity.

Surname Sang? What a vulgar and disgusting thing to do?

Yang Fei was still continuing.

"His son really got the right name; at first glance, the person and the name match perfectly. His name is—"

"...Sangpang?" Ning Yue tentatively asked.

Yang Fei's agape mouth closed: "...Junior Sister, you've also heard of this person's evil deeds?"

"More than that..."

Sure enough it was him.

Ning Yue's eyes lit up with amusement. "I can be considered a protagonist in his evil deeds."

Yang Fei: ?

Ning Yue chuckled twice.

It came to me without any effort at all.

In fact, she contributed to the decision to join the Fusang sect, Sangpang, so that she could find an opportunity to seek revenge later.

If Shi Yinghan hadn't saved her that day, she might have really been killed.

Yang Fei looked at his junior sister, who was inexplicably beaming with excitement, and was somewhat puzzled.

Then his junior sister said to him, "Senior brother, would you be interested in visiting Uncle Sang's house?"

Yang Fei: "...?"

"Why so suddenly..." Yang Fei asked in confusion as Ning Yue pulled him out the door.

"Anyway, we're just out having fun, we'll just wander around and come right back."

The size and decoration of the Sang family residence reveal just how much profit Sang Daohe made from the Fusang Sect.

This entire residential area belongs to the Sang family; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as having "golden bricks and jade tiles."

It looks even more magnificent than the buildings within the Fusang Sect.

Ning Yue and Yang Fei both clicked their tongues in amazement.

Yang Fei: "It seems they took a lot of money and treasures from the Fusang Sect, comparable to the size of a small sect."

Ning Yue shook his head noncommittally.

There were two Foundation Establishment cultivators guarding the gate of the Sang family.

They even hired monks to guard their house.

Ning Yue presented his visiting card, and one of the men went in to announce his arrival.

Before long, Sang Daohe rushed out from inside the door to greet Ning Yue, his eyes shining.

"Oh dear young friend! My doorman is so inconsiderate! He's kept you waiting outside for so long. Please come in, please come in!"

Ning Yue replied with a smile, "Not at all, I only waited for a short while."

Suddenly, Sang Daohe glanced over and saw Yang Fei beside him.

He asked with a hint of doubt, "This young man next to me looks familiar. Have we met before?"

"Uncle Sang, you have quite a memory," Yang Fei said with a smile.

"I am Yang Fei, a direct disciple of the Beast Taming Sect of the Fusang Sect. I have met you several times within the sect."

Sang Daohe feigned sudden realization: "So it's my junior apprentice!"

He then turned to look at Ning Yue.

"It's not surprising that a talented alchemist like you knows a direct disciple of the Fusang Sect."

"It's not surprising, after all, they're all around us," Ning Yue nodded slightly. "I am Ning Yue, the chief swordsman of this year's Fusang Sect."

Sang Daohe: "..."

"Ning Yue—?!" Sang Daohe's voice cracked.

This person's reputation is legendary.

All sorts of rumors have spread throughout the cultivation world.

At the age of twelve, he had reached the late stage of the Golden Core realm, single-handedly killed the ninth seat of the Demon Clan, and refined a Heaven-grade pill...

Just one thing about Ning Yue is enough to shake the cultivation world.

Not to mention that all of these things happened to one person.

Several earth-shattering events have occurred, and the cultivation world has been in constant turmoil these past few days.

Given Sang Daohe's elder status, he usually wouldn't have many opportunities to see Ning Yue.

Ning Yue was usually busy, and the elders of the Fusang Sect seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally blocking him from meeting Ning Yue.

Unexpectedly this time—

Ning Yue didn't even try to hide; he came right up to him.

"So it's Junior Nephew Ning Yue!" Sang Daohe's tone was almost cloyingly enthusiastic.

Those unaware of the situation might think Ning Yue was his long-lost son who had returned.

"My martial uncle has wanted to see you several times! But you've never had the time!"

"I learned from my senior brother that you were originally Uncle Sang, so I came here specifically to pay you a visit."

Ning Yue also answered kindly.

"—Don't chat at the door, please come in! It's windy outside."

Sang Daohe warmly put his arm around Ning Yue's shoulder and said with emotion, "It's kind of you, my nephew, to still remember this old man. I'm truly flattered..."

Yang Fei followed behind the two, his gaze falling on Ning Yue's shoulder.

Seeing Ning Yue's lips curl into a smile, her eyes brimming with joy.

He frowned, stepped forward, and directly inserted himself between the two.

He forcefully pushed Sang Daohe aside and protected Ning Yue to his side.

Yang Fei, holding his breath, smiled and said to Sang Daohe.

"My master's house is so grand! It's my first time here, and I almost thought it was a branch of the Fusang Sect."

Ning Yue took a moment to react, then burst out laughing.

Sang Daohe's expression froze for a moment, then he gave a few casual "uh-huh" responses and led the two towards the main hall.

His expression darkened where the two couldn't see, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Fusang Sect branch?

Isn't this just a roundabout way of saying he took a lot of things from the Fusang Sect?!

Even the sect leader and elders didn't say anything.

His mere direct disciple dared to openly ridicule him to his face.

With a few days to go before the grand competition, he was well-informed and knew that the main force of the Fusang Sect had not yet arrived.

It seems—

Only Ning Yue and Yang Fei were present.

Given this, it's normal for two children at the Golden Core stage to encounter some accidents.