The whole sect is full of villains, but the junior sister has a hole in her brain

Individual cultivators represent those cultivators who have no sect or family to rely on, nor do they have the resources that other disciples have, and they rely on their own cultivation step by step.

At the same time, due to the lack of resource support, most of the independent cultivators are unknown.

Perhaps the spirit stones they handed over today were their savings accumulated over the years.

As the wandering cultivators swarmed forward, the crowd suddenly became noisy and noisy. Chao Zhao, who was standing at the back, suddenly realized something and sighed to himself, "Not good."

He expanded his spiritual sense and scanned the area. All that was left was a pile of spirit stones surrounded by the crowd. Where was the fake guy?

Fortunately, the opponent's strength was limited. After Chao Zhao's spiritual sense covered Qingshan Town, he quickly captured his trace.

"Want to run?"

She sneered, turned around and disappeared on the spot.

......

After Jia Qing used a talisman to escape from there, he rushed into the complex alleys of Qingshan Town. These alleys were deep and the exits were unknown, so it was easy to get lost.

His figure was moving quickly in the alley, but the next moment Chao Zhao suddenly appeared, slapped his shoulder and forced him to stop.

"What are you running for?"

"Ugh!"

Jia Qing was startled, turned around and stared at Chao Zhao for a moment, then a flattering smile appeared on his face, "You are the genius Chao Zhao, right? I didn't expect you to come here in person."

"Humph." Chao Zhao ignored his flattering words, "You dare to pretend to be my third senior brother, but you don't dare to face me?"

"Oh, fellow Daoist, it's all thanks to you that I didn't succeed. I didn't take a single cent of those spirit stones."

Jia Qing was a silver-tongued man, and even though he had been caught by Chao Zhao, there was little sign of nervousness on his face.

He half-jokingly said, "I just used a little trick to get you to come here in person. It seems that I still made a profit."

Just as he finished speaking, a painful "ouch" was suddenly heard.

"Don't play tricks."

Chao Zhao pressed down on his shoulders, forcing him to half-kneel on the ground, leaned over and looked at him, "Which sect are you from?"

"puff."

Jia Qing suddenly laughed, "Fellow Daoist, do you think I'm a sect disciple?"

"So you are from Zhongzhou?"

Zhao Zhao tilted his head.

Jia Qing shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist. I am just a casual cultivator."

Chao Zhao stared at him suspiciously for a moment, but Jia Qing always accepted her gaze calmly and even smiled brightly.

"...What an ugly smile."

He muttered to Zhao, then loosened his grip on him.

"It's not easy for a casual cultivator to reach the Great Perfection of the Golden Core. Why do you still want to come out and cheat people?"

Since independent cultivators have no backing or resources, it is dozens of times more difficult for them to practice than disciples of sects or aristocratic families. If one can cultivate to the great perfection of the golden elixir, it means that this person has a place among independent cultivators.

"Why? I am a casual cultivator, so naturally I am looking for resources."

Jia Qing shrugged his shoulders and spoke in a swift and casual manner, but Chao Zhao always felt that the sense of disharmony towards him was coming up again.

She couldn't help but grab his face.

"...What are you doing?"

Jia Qing paused.

Chao Zhao had no intention of being gentle with him and used brute force to tear off his face for a long time.

“It’s not fake.”

She withdrew her hand with a little disappointment, looked at Jia Qing's face where there were still fingerprints from her pulling, and blinked with an expression that said "I didn't do anything".

"I just wanted to make sure."

"......Row."

Jia Qing chuckled, "Then fellow Taoist, can I leave now?"

"What are you talking about?"

Chao Zhao gave him a strange look, "Your feet are on your body, why are you asking me?"

Jia Qing then tried to move his feet, but the soles of his feet seemed to be firmly shackled by something and he couldn't move at all.

He took a deep breath.

"What else do you want, fellow Daoist?"

"I just thought you were lying to me."

Chao Zhao's tone was blunt, "Xianyu Sect is so poor that only a bunch of shabby thatched houses are left. Why would you want to blackmail us when you can't blackmail anyone else?"

She rolled her eyes and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will blackmail you?"

"...Your purpose has been exposed."

Jia Qing's mouth twitched when he heard her last sentence.

"Oh."

Chao Zhao imitated his tone, his eyes and tone were very clear and innocent, "You have discovered this, what should I do?"

"........."

After a moment, Jia Qing resigned himself to opening his Qiankun bag and handing it over, looking as if he was ready to take his pick.

"How embarrassing."

As Chao Zhao spoke, she decisively took the Qiankun bag and rummaged through it, but she obviously didn't expect that Jia Qing was even poorer than she was back then.

After she took out three low-grade spirit stones, the already empty Qiankun bag became even emptier.

"...Why are you so poor?"

Chao Zhao was shocked.

When she left Jianhua Immortal Sect, she had at least a few hundred spirit stones on her. Anything she picked out from that group of wandering cultivators was better than these three spirit stones.

Jia Qing sighed: "Otherwise why would Xiaodao take the risk to do such a thing."

"It's so miserable."

Zhao Zhao nodded in agreement, "But I still want to take it."

So the next moment, with Jia Qing obviously confused, she put the three spirit stones into her own Qiankun bag and gave Jia Qing an empty Qiankun bag.

"you......"

Jia Qing's face darkened, the corners of his lips moved, and after a long while he only uttered two words, "Bandit!"

"Thanks for the compliment."

Chao Zhao accepted this word of praise well.

Jia Qing almost fainted from anger.

Looking at Chao Zhao's happy face, he couldn't help but say something sarcastic: "I didn't expect that Xianyu Sect looks so prosperous but is actually so poor. Which sect still has thatched huts?"

"you're right."

Chao Zhao was not at all irritated by his provocation. He slowly shook the Qiankun bag in his hand which contained millions of spirit stones.

"I almost forgot, I still need to find materials to repair the sect."

Jia Qing spoke quickly and subconsciously: "The only place around here that can provide what you want is the Sanjin Pavilion in Yujing City."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about Sanjin Pavilion."

A smile spread across Zhao Zhao's face, "Thank you, poor liar."

After she finished speaking, she turned around, waved goodbye and left.

Jia Qing was left alone in the dark alley and yelled, "Remove the restrictions for me!!!"

A moment later, Chao Zhao had already left Qingshan Town.

In the dark alley, there was little light coming in. Jia Qing, who was standing there, suddenly chuckled.

The voice was completely different from the one he used when he just spoke to Chao Zhao. There was a hint of magnetism in the cold tone.

He sighed faintly, "He's still a child..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Qing's figure suddenly disappeared in the alley, and a bamboo leaf fell quietly from where he had been standing.

A gust of wind blew, and the bamboo leaves fluttered in the wind, disappearing without a trace.