Young people loved a lively atmosphere, after all, so Su Yizhi just left them to their own devices. Baili Han, Lan Xinyu, Li Shaoqiu, and the Su family disciples were getting along well too, and Su Yizhi was happy to see such an outco. The only thing that he hadn’t been too happy about was that so moron had tried to steal his underwear yesterday, and ended up getting whacked by him.
Since Ling Chuxi was now the Hall Master, she had the unfortunate task of training the disciples. In addition to sparring and teaching them martial arts, she also taught them dicine and poison. Before this, the Resurrection Hall was not good at using poison, or in truth, they had actually not wanted to use it because they felt that it was going against the heavens. In the end, they had given in because of Ling Chuxi. Under her guidance, they understood that poison could kill and save people. It depended on the user, not the poison itself.
“Great Elduf, kwen you help mweh resolf the poison?” A Su family disciple whose lips had swollen to the size of sausages asked Su Yizhi pitifully, glancing back at Ling Chuxi anxiously, hoping she wouldn’t notice.
“Resolve the poison yourself!” Su Yizhi scoffed discourteously. It was funny that the disciples now feared Ling Chuxi more than him.
“Bwut ief not eaten poperly for twee days,” the disciple whimpered, his expression sorrowful. He also wanted to resolve it on his own, but he didn’t have the ability to! His mouth had been swollen like this for three days and three nights already! Hall Master said that he had to concoct his own antidote, but he had researched for three days and hadn’t found anything.
“Then don’t eat. On the bright side, you’ll lose so weight. Now move aside and stop bothering , you’re blocking my view of the sparring.” Su Yizhi waved his hand dismissively, as if he was shooing away a pesky insect.
The disciple could only awkwardly walk away with his swollen lips, continuing to wonder how to resolve the poison.
Su Yizhen saw this scene and felt extrely emotional. Only with Ling Chuxi would these prideful Su family disciples willingly get tortured. Thinking back, Ling Chuxi had been a stranger who had co to beg them for a pill, and now she had beco their mainstay. She had changed so many people, including himself and even Su Yizhi. The change was heart-warming and positive.
“Good, that’s a great move!” Su Yizhi hollered loudly as a Su family disciple got beaten by Ling Chuxi, and went tumbling to the ground. The disciple rolled and rolled, coming to a stop in front of Su Yizhi. Su Yizhi emotionlessly stretched out his foot and kicked the disciple, sending him rolling off in the opposite direction.
Cold sweat beaded on Su Yizhen’s forehead. Maybe not all the changes were positive... Was it really a good thing that the stern and calm Su Yizhi had beco like this?
The Su family disciple finally stopped rolling, and after a long silence, he leapt to his feet spiritedly. “Again!” He roared, and rushed forward to spar with Ling Chuxi, only to get swatted away like a fly once again.
The days went on like this, fighting and laughing and walking and resting. Ling Chuxi knew that the Golden Pill Sect’s forr site was nearing, because Su Yizhi’s attitude seed different recently. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, Ling Chuxi could still feel the excitent radiating from him.
As she expected, Su Yizhi’s eyes glead as he declared proudly, “The forr site of the Golden Pill Sect is up ahead. We have finally returned...”
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