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Lu Mingyue noticed his prolonged silence and absent-minded expression, feeling a twinge of worry.
"Qi Shidi, why do you look so lost?"
Qi Xiao forced a smile. "I'm fine."
He observed Lu Mingyuan's genuine concern and worry etched on his face. Secretly clenching his fists, he resolved to prevent this tragedy from happening. However, as someone of little influence, it would be difficult for him to stop this trial on his own. Even if he mentioned the possibility of encountering a Nascent Soul-level beast in the Xiaonan Mountain secret realm, it would likely be dismissed as a joke and not taken seriously. The only option left was to follow along.
This time, Lu Mingyuan was leading the team. Even if Lu Mingyuan didn't believe him, having heard his warning would ensure that he wouldn't charge into danger unprepared and end up meeting a gruesome fate.
"Lu Shixiong, I'll talk to Master later."
Lu Mingyuan nodded and rode down the mountain on his horse. After bidding him farewell, Qi Xiao did not head directly to the Cold Moon Hall but instead went to the Goodness Hall.
Wang Guan, who managed the Goodness Hall, looked surprised to see him. "Qi Shidi, are you here to pick up a mission?"
Wang Guan oversaw all matters in the hall, evaluating disciples' daily tasks and distributing monthly allowances. Although Qi Xiao had no formal master and did not rank among the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, many disciples still regarded him as a junior out of respect due to the various tasks that revolved around the Goodness Hall.
Qi Xiao shook his head, revealing a hint of a bitter smile. "Wang Shixiong, please don’t tease me. I’m still injured; how could I take on a mission?"
Wang Guan had heard about Qi Xiao's recent encounters and looked at him with pity, letting out a sigh. "So, are you here to exchange for some spiritual items today?"
The Xiaoyao Sect revered swordsmanship above all else. Besides sword techniques, many disciples also practiced various side skills such as artifact refining. This led to significant trading needs within the sect. To facilitate this, the sect allowed disciples to list items for sale at the Goodness Hall, where they could purchase with spirit stones or trade items.
"That's not it either, Wang Shixiong. I'm here to collect my monthly allowance."
The Xiaoyao Sect categorized its disciples into three ranks; those with mediocre talent were considered outer disciples. If any had exceptional talent or achieved notable rankings in the inner sect competitions, they could be promoted to inner disciples and attend unified classes at Qingxuan Peak, enjoying greater resources.
Those with even higher potential might catch the eye of an elder and be taken as direct disciples. Not only would they be allowed to live independently on a new peak and learn exclusive techniques from their elder, but their monthly allowance would also increase significantly. For instance, Qi Xiao could receive ten medium-grade spirit stones each month—equivalent to about one thousand low-grade spirit stones.
Upon hearing this, Manager Wang's expression grew even more surprised.
"But your Third Senior Sister has already collected it for you," he said.
"When did that happen?"
"Just an hour ago," he replied, noticing that Qi Xiao's expression was off. Manager Wang sensed something was wrong. "Wasn't it you who asked her to collect it?"
Qi Xiao nodded with a stern face.
A jolt of unease shot through Manager Wang as he thought to himself that this was not good. There were strict regulations regarding the distribution of monthly allowances; they had to be handed directly to the disciples. This time, he had assumed that there must have been some mistake since it was Qi Xiao's Senior Sister, and he had trusted her too easily, not realizing he had opened a can of worms.
If news got out that Yu Miaoyin from Qingjing Peak had embezzled her junior brother's allowance, it would be a scandal no matter how one looked at it, and he wouldn't be able to explain himself.
Feeling increasingly anxious, Manager Wang repeatedly apologized. "This was all my oversight. It was just that Yu Senior Sister came to collect on behalf of him before; I never expected she would have the audacity to do this this time."
Qi Xiao's expression darkened further.
"What do you mean she always collected on his behalf? That was just Yu Miaoyin trying to sound obedient for the sake of spirit stones!"
At first, Yu Miaoyin had indeed brought back the allowance a few times, but later on, she began to skimp on it, quietly pocketing some of the amount. When Qi Xiao noticed something was off, he went to confront Yu Miaoyin about it. She had tearfully tugged at his sleeve, looking pitiful.
"Junior Brother, please have some pity for your Third Senior Sister. These past few days, I haven't even been able to afford a meal. Surely you wouldn't quibble over a few spirit stones with your Senior Sister?"
"And what about your own spirit stones?" Qi Xiao retorted.
Yu Miaoyin rolled her eyes, feeling somewhat guilty. The spirit stones? Well, those must have been spent already. She cleared her throat and put on a defiant pose.
"You know I'm a weapon refiner; refining takes money! I can't help it if I see something precious while browsing around. I can't just not buy it, can I? Some things are rare treasures; if I miss out this time, I won't get another chance."
"Little Six," she continued sweetly, "you wouldn't want your Senior Sister to be held back in her refining because of a lack of materials, would you?"
Qi Xiao felt swayed by her words. Refining indeed cost a lot of money; as an ordinary sword cultivator, he could endure a bit of hardship.
"Third Senior Sister, please leave me some spirit stones," he said.
"Alright, I'll save some for you next time. You're really something, Xiao Liu," she replied playfully.
Yu Miaoyin affectionately linked her arm with his, her smile radiant as flowers, and Qi Xiao let her be.
Later, Yu Miaoyin did tone it down a bit, but after a couple of instances, her old habits resurfaced. Qi Xiao clearly remembered that in his previous life, it was this very Senior Sister who had used her magical tools to hit him the hardest.
Yu Miaoyin had real talent in the art of weapon forging. Last time, to capture him, she specifically crafted a set of Silver Spirit Pear Blossom Needles. These needles were transparent and colorless, extremely cold; if not carefully examined in hand, they were nearly invisible.
In his previous life, when Yu Miaoyin activated these needles, taking advantage of his desperate resistance, she shot them into his major meridians and acupoints, sealing off his spiritual energy and causing his blood to flow backward. The needles were also infused with a cold poison that invaded his soul and marrow, leaving him in torment day and night.
He was completely overwhelmed by these needles, unable to resist until he was captured by Song Xiaoling.
This time, he would not give Yu Miaoyin even the slightest bit; she owed him spirit stones, and he intended to reclaim every last one.
Qi Xiao turned and left the mountain, heading towards the Linglang Pavilion. The gatekeeper refused him entry at first, but he simply stated Yu Miaoyin's name.
The servant went upstairs to relay the message. Before long, a young girl dressed in a lovely goose-yellow outfit appeared on the staircase.
With almond-shaped eyes and ruby lips, her delicate nose was striking against her fair cheeks that held a hint of youthful plumpness. She resembled a golden lotus blooming in the imperial gardens—noble and pure, untouched by the mundane world.
As she walked gracefully, her jewelry jingled softly; the butterflies woven into her skirt fluttered as if ready to take flight.
She wrinkled her nose slightly and displayed a hint of impatience on her cherubic face. "Who is looking for me?"
Upon entering the main hall and spotting Qi Xiao standing outside the door, she panicked like a cat seeing a mouse and tried to hide.
Qi Xiao quickly called out, "Third Senior Sister, where are you trying to go? You aren't thinking of escaping, are you?"
Yu Miaoyin stiffened for a moment, showing signs of guilt as she forced a smile. "What are you talking about, Junior Brother? I just happened to run into you and didn't react in time."
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