Chapter 4: Sect Exchange Student

Although the talisman on the jade pendant is rare, she was the ancestor of a first-class sect in her previous life and had seen all kinds of rare things. She also knew that this thing had the effect of concealing one's cultivation.

She could actually draw it herself, and could even draw a talisman that was more exquisite than this one, but her current cultivation level was too low, her spiritual power was insufficient, and she was too lazy to draw.

She modified the talisman on the jade pendant so that everyone could only detect her entry-level third-level cultivation. Only then was she satisfied.

She casually hung the jade pendant on her body, which just concealed her current cultivation level of the fifth stage of the Foundation Establishment Period.

She picked up the secret manual of martial arts again and looked at it. After just two glances, she found seven or eight loopholes in it.

Mo Yu picked up the pen and made some casual changes on it. He yawned. He had just used up all his spiritual power in modifying the talismans and the secret manuals of martial arts. He decided to go back and take a nap.

Although she didn't know why the sect was so good to her, she was very clear about one thing: she couldn't let this rotten thing go on.

Sure enough, at noon that day, she was summoned to the training building again.

[Ding Dong! You have a new sign-in task. Go to Shuiyun Sect to check in within three days.]

Mo Yu scratched his messy hair.

By the time she arrived at the training square, it was already packed with people. All the inner disciples of the sect had gathered here, each with an indignant look on their face.

"Asshole, this Shuiyun Sect is really going too far!"

"This guy is too arrogant!"

"If the brothers were here, they would definitely give them a good beating."

"When I saw these Bilians, I wanted to beat them up. They relied on the fact that they were a fifth-grade sect to come here and act arrogantly."

“But this Zhao Kang is said to be no ordinary person. He is the direct disciple of the Shuiyun Sect’s Sect Master. Moreover, he has cultivated to the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage in just three years and will soon be able to form a pill.”

"Our master's direct disciple is not a simple one. He just accepted a..."

At this point, the disciple's voice choked.

Accepting a disciple who had cultivated to the third level in five years?

He felt ashamed to say this.

At this time, Mo Yu walked slowly past them, and they were all furious.

He has the best spiritual roots, but he is still so lazy. His cultivation has been slow to improve. Now that he has become a direct disciple of the sect, he looks sleepy and must have slept until noon.

This Chunchun is just occupying the toilet without doing anything!

Ignoring these looks, Mo Yu leisurely walked into the main hall of the training building.

Judging from the situation, someone from the Shuiyun Sect must have come to provoke us, and he is an extremely arrogant and domineering guy.

As expected, there were conflicts everywhere between the lower-level sects.

The sect master and elders were all in the main hall. They exuded a powerful aura, but those young and energetic Shuiyun sect disciples were not afraid at all, especially the leading man, who had a smug smile on his face.

The atmosphere in the field was frozen and almost turned into ice.

Seeing Mo Yu coming, a sneer appeared on Wang Zhi's cold face, but it disappeared in a flash and no one noticed.

"Xiao Yu, this time, you and your senior brother Jun Hao will go to Shuiyun Sect together."

After these words were spoken, the man who was the leader of the Shuiyun Sect became unhappy.

"Master, although the exchange of disciples between sects for two months before the five-year level assessment is just a formality, you can't fool me like this. I, Zhao Kang, am a direct disciple of the sect, and the other disciples I brought with me are all in the foundation-building stage. And you're sending over a little girl who is only at the third level?"

These words really show no respect for the leader of a sect.

Although Wang Zhi had a smile on his face, his voice was surprisingly cold.

"She is also my direct disciple."

Zhao Kang frowned and looked Mo Yu up and down again.

Around fifteen years old, a third-level disciple?

Could it be that the leader of the Tuoyue Sect had given up and just found a scapegoat to fool people?

Yes, it would not be easy for a disciple from a small sixth-grade sect to go there as an exchange disciple. This little girl would probably be even more miserable.

When Mo Yu heard that her master wanted her to be an exchange student, she didn't feel anything.

She also knew about the exchange of disciples.

Three months before each sect selection, there is a rule of exchanging disciples between sects.

It is said that going to the other sect for exchanges and study for two months will be beneficial to the emotional ties between the sects.

As an ancestor in her previous life, these mundane matters had nothing to do with her, but now they have fallen upon her.

But it’s okay. The system task is to sign in at Shuiyun Sect, so she doesn’t have to make an extra trip.

Zhao Kangzhi came to Mo Yu with a proud look on his face and looked down at her.

"Hey, little girl, do you know what a sect exchange student is?"

Mo Yu nodded, "I know."

She has beautiful facial features, and her silly expression at this moment makes her look particularly cute and harmless.

Zhao Kang bowed slightly and gave a vicious smile.

"Aren't you afraid? An exchange student from your weak sect going to our sect is just a target for them to vent their anger on. Haha, you should thank your dear master."

Zhao Kang's blatant instigation of discord made everyone from the Shuiyun Sect in the room look angry.

Just as Zhao Kang approached Mo Yu, Wang Zhi and Du Tuo looked at each other.

When no one noticed, a hint of dark blue flashed across the pupils of both of them.

They clearly saw that the dark misfortune that befell Mo Yu had fallen upon Zhao Kang.

The two of them tacitly took a half step back, waiting to see the show.

Boy, you're done.

After saying this, Zhao Kangjing waited for Mo Yu to show a look of horror, but unfortunately, he didn't.

She just said "Oh" faintly and turned to look at Wang Zhi on the stage.

"Master, when can we set off?"

Such spirit, such courage, such psychological quality!

Wang Zhi gave her a thumbs up in his heart.

"anytime."

This indifferent expression made Zhao Kang angry.

He stared at Mo Yu in front of him, thinking secretly that he should inform her and let her suffer a little.

But at this moment, there was a crisp sound of crackling from the statues on both sides of the hall, and a huge head of a spirit beast fell down, and happened to roll straight towards Zhao Kang.

Zhao Kang had no time to react. He screamed and was crushed under the statue. The sound of broken bones was deafening.

Mo Yu, who was narrowly passed by the statue, looked puzzled.

She didn't do anything.

Wang Zhi and Du Tuo sighed at the same time.

Wonderful!

Zhao Kang wailed in pain and howled while lying on the stretcher.

"You definitely did this on purpose! You are plotting against me! Tuoyue Sect, right? I will tell my master everything that happened today, and I will make sure you guys pay for it!"

Wang Zhi cleared his throat and said helplessly, "You also know that our Tuoyue Sect is poor. This statue has not been repaired for many years. Who made you unlucky today?"

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