“Have you heard? Senior Sister Fang came out from the inner sect specifically to teach Su Jintang a lesson!”

“Seems like it was because he’s been getting very close with Junior Sister Xia recently?”

“Senior Sister Fang has quite a temper, plus her nature is arrogant. With her personally taking action, she probably humiliated Su Jintang quite a bit, right?”

“She humiliated him alright, but guess what that guy said in the end?”

“What did he say?”

“He openly shouted at Xia Shuiyun that though he’s not worthy of her now, he’ll definitely be worthy in the future!”

“Holy crap! Is this a confession to Junior Sister Xia?!”

“Senior Sister Fang was right there too. I heard her face turned green with anger. If Junior Sister Xia hadn’t stopped her, that guy would’ve been in trouble.”

In the Taixuan Sacred Sect’s outer sect, disciples were all discussing what happened outside the cafeteria yesterday. They had to admire Su Jintang for daring to go head-to-head with the most valued core disciple!

The Council of Elders also heard about this matter, but didn’t pay it any mind. After all, the sect allowed disciples to be in relationships, so naturally they wouldn’t interfere with their emotional issues.

“Alas.”

Su Xiaomo sat in the courtyard’s stone pavilion, letting out a deep sigh.

Thinking back on yesterday’s events after sleeping on it, it seemed somewhat impulsive.

As an undercover agent, one’s psychological quality must be strong.

But facing Fang Lingyu’s verbal humiliation, she’d lost her composure and impulsively said those words.

Men, you know.

Understandable.

If this were Jun Changxiao, he’d definitely roll his sexy little eyes and say indifferently: “Not worthy is not worthy—this old man can’t even be bothered to be worthy.”

Readers: With that guy’s attributes, he’d absolutely say it!

Actually, in terms of aptitude, realm, physique, and even original appearance, Su Xiaomo was quite good in all aspects.

If there was a shortcoming, it was being too short.

But this was also compared to Jun Changxiao, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, Ye Xingchen—those guys around six feet tall. In the Taixuan Sacred Sect’s outer sect, she was considered relatively tall—at least five foot ten.

Never mind being worthy of Xia Shuiyun—even being worthy of Fang Lingyu would be more than enough.

“Ptui ptui!” Su Xiaomo hastily dismissed the thought. “That arrogant woman is annoying just to look at. Even if she threw herself at me, I wouldn’t want her.”

“Ha ha ha!”

Just then, Sun Yingquan walked in from outside, laughing loudly: “Gousheng, you were a real man yesterday!”

“…”

Su Xiaomo smiled bitterly. “But I’ve also offended Senior Sister Fang.”

“Don’t be afraid.”

Sun Yingquan said, “As long as you haven’t done anything wrong, she can’t do anything to you.”

Su Xiaomo knew this.

However, that woman was ultimately a highly valued core disciple. Once she entered inner sect, life would probably be quite difficult.

“Ahhh!”

Su Xiaomo grabbed her hair, wailing inwardly: “Everything’s messed up, everything’s messed up!”

In the plan, she’d mix into the inner sect circle and continue taking the obsequious route, first befriending a few inner sect disciples. If she could make contact with Fang Lingyu, that would be even more perfect.

But now, before even entering inner sect, she’d impulsively offended that woman. This undoubtedly upgraded the normal undercover mission to hard mode.

Alas.

Now she could only take things one step at a time.

“Gousheng, boldly pursue Xia Shuiyun. Senior brother will always support you!” Sun Yingquan said.

Actually, after interacting for a while, though this guy seemed somewhat unreliable, he was quite decent—at least treating Su Xiaomo like a real brother.

Honestly, a sect with deep foundations inevitably had its schemes and deceptions, but it wasn’t that exaggerated—at least there was a harmonious atmosphere.

Those stories where protagonists enter sects and get dissed by outer disciples, then dissed by inner disciples, then finally dissed by elders—those were ultimately just a minority.

We can’t negate an entire world because of certain special cases.

“Senior brother.”

Su Xiaomo said bitterly, “With my strength and aptitude, how could I be worthy of her?”

“Holy crap!”

Sun Yingquan said, “How are you giving up on yours…”

Before finishing the word “self,” he suddenly stopped speaking, because Xia Shuiyun had already appeared at the gate. Those bright eyes flickered with coldness, as if saying to him: “This doesn’t concern you. Get lost.”

Dammit!

No dignity left at all!

“Junior brother, I still have things to do, so I’ll leave first!” While speaking, Sun Yingquan had already whooshed over the wall—even faster than yesterday.

…

Su Xiaomo sat in the stone pavilion, Xia Shuiyun stood at the gate.

The two were separated by about ten zhang, neither speaking—the atmosphere slightly awkward.

This situation occurred frequently during missions together. Su Xiaomo should have been used to it, but for some reason, she suddenly felt nervous and anxious.

“I’ve said before.”

After a long silence, Xia Shuiyun said, “It’s not that you’re not worthy of me, but that I have no interest in romance.”

Yes.

She’d truly said this.

At that time, Su Xiaomo had responded that she also had no interest in romance.

However, this time as if having made up her mind, she said: “But now, I’m interested in you.”

Jun Gousheng!

Come out and take your beating!

A trace of something unusual flashed through Xia Shuiyun’s eyes. “Right now our thoughts should be on martial dao, not on feelings.”

Su Xiaomo said, “Being humiliated before so many fellow disciples—no man could swallow that insult.”

“I’m sorry.”

Xia Shuiyun said apologetically, “I didn’t expect Senior Sister Fang would target you so much.”

Su Xiaomo smiled bitterly, then with a sad expression said: “Before meeting Master, I was already used to such things.”

“Used to it?”

Xia Shuiyun asked in surprise, “You’ve been rejected by many girls?”

“…”

Su Xiaomo, who’d just built up her emotions, suddenly felt her mouth twitch, then shook her head. “Someone of my lowly birth—what right do I have to pursue girls?”

Xia Shuiyun understood.

The “used to it” he spoke of was because of his status—being frequently mocked and humiliated, not pursuing girls and being repeatedly rejected.

At this moment.

Some readers might think Su Xiaomo was performing, but in fact, these were true feelings.

Her birth truly wasn’t good, and she had no particular aptitude. The reason she could run faster than others was also from being frequently bullied as a child and training because of it.

No one wanted to live their whole life in a cowardly manner.

Therefore, Su Xiaomo decided to go to Qingyang City to participate in the Hundred Sects Recruitment, hoping to enter a sect to cultivate martial dao and no longer be bullied.

“Sect Master Jun, my name is Su Xiaomo. I’m willing to join the Iron Bones Clanging Sect, I beg…” These were the first words she’d rushed over to say after Li Qingyang joined the Iron Bones Sect.

What Su Xiaomo would never forget her entire life was that before finishing her words, Jun Changxiao had forcibly interrupted: “Accepted.”

Accepted.

Two simple words.

Let Su Xiaomo officially become the third disciple after Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang.

Before returning to the sect, Jun Changxiao gave the newly joined disciples time to go home and bid farewell to their parents. She’d happily hugged her parents, laughing and crying: “Father, Mother, your son is now a sect disciple!”

Joining a sect was Su Xiaomo’s dream—she’d only hoped to no longer be bullied by others in the future.

But who could have imagined… from the moment she became an Iron Bones Clanging Sect disciple, she’d already encountered the greatest turning point in her life.

Meridian Opening, Wutu, Wushi, Wuzong, Wuwang.

Common-grade, Mid-grade, High-grade, Superior-grade, Saint-grade!

Su Xiaomo never dreamed that in just a few short years, she’d possess such a high realm and such high spiritual roots.

Those who’d once bullied her—she was already too lazy to bother with them, because she only wanted to bully even stronger people!

Every Eternal Sect disciple had their own story. Su Xiaomo and Li Fei’s might be relatively plain, but this undercover journey was actually equivalent to her story.