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Chapter 252 Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is a Charmer 10

Outside the Tianyan Sect, several disciples had just completed a secret realm trial and gathered together to return to the sect.

The Jianfeng disciple, dressed in white and holding a sword, sighed helplessly.

"You, the talisman cultivator, won first place in this secret realm again."

The Fu Xiu disciple next to him smiled and said, "That's all thanks to Jianfeng."

This is actually true. They, the talisman practitioners, are the richest. Every time they enter these secret realms, they will spend a lot of money to hire disciples from Jianfeng to help them drive away the monsters.

The disciples of Jianfeng were straightforward and had no requirements for rankings. As long as they paid a little spirit stone, they could help them do work.

These two groups always hit it off.

Even the Fu Xiu disciples were muttering silently in their hearts.

He had heard a long time ago that even the elders of the Sword Sect could be bribed as long as you were willing to spend a lot of money.

He couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had joined the Fu Xiu lineage at that time, otherwise he would have been as miserable as them.

The disciple holding the sword did not notice what he was thinking, but just nodded silently, "Indeed, this time it was mainly because of the sword cultivator's help that you won first place."

The talisman disciple rolled his eyes calmly. He had heard that the sword disciples were not only poor, but also had no idea how to behave in society. Now he realized that this was not just a rumor, but true.

I was just being polite and casually lifted the sword cultivator's hand, so why was he still climbing up?

There was really no point in talking to each other, so he changed the subject in a tough manner.

"Hey, did you hear? It seems that our new Saint didn't get the Moon-Seeking Sword in the secret realm."

His words were considered nice, in fact, the saint was not as good as the new disciple, but because of her special status, no one was allowed to mention her.

After all, the saint girl cannot get the recognition of the holy object. If this were to be told to others, the Demon Sect and other sects would probably laugh at her.

"That woman's mind is not pure, it's normal that Moon Seeking Sword didn't choose her."

The sword cultivator made a sword flower on his hand and said nonchalantly: "When the previous Saint Girl went to the secret realm, the Moon-Seeking Sword flew over and took the initiative to recognize its master. It was also eager to leave the secret realm and take the initiative to recognize it as its master."

From the different performances of this holy sword, we can see how bad the saint of this generation is.

Fu Xiu coughed awkwardly, "This time the Saint Girl is from the sword cultivation lineage, why do you sword cultivators have such a problem with this?"

Is it a bit too blatant?

Just as he was thinking this, he heard someone beside him say, "It would be nice if the senior sister was still here."

Fu Xiu also fell into deep thought. The previous Saint was also the eldest senior sister of their Tianyan Sect. Although she was born in Jianfeng, she was kind and friendly to her disciples.

The resources of the sect are also distributed fairly, unlike this generation of the Saint who treats them as enemies and deducts their resources in every way.

They don't care about those trivial matters, but being controlled like this is a bit disgusting.

No one didn't like the senior sister back then, but unfortunately we heard later that she died at the hands of an evil cultivator.

In the past few years, on the front line of the war between the Demon Cult and the Tianyan Sect, the Jianfeng lineage was the one that fought the most fiercely against those demon cultivators.

Many of them speculated that the trigger was the fallen senior sister.

As he was walking, he suddenly noticed that the person next to him stopped and was about to look up and urge him.

He caught a glimpse of the figure standing not far away, who was dressed in white, without any decoration on her body, but as clear as a fairy in the sky.

"Sister!"