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nDong Xi’s features scrunched up. Why did everything in this Immortal cultivation world have to do with blood? She was only ten years old. Using so much blood, could she still hold on?

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nDong Xi gritted her teeth and took out her white jade sword. Just as she was about to point it at his finger, Song Qingfeng shouted, “Wait.”

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nDong Xi looked at Song Qingfeng with confusion in her eyes. She was about to cut her finger, so why was this guy asking her to wait?

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nSong Qingfeng looked at Dong Xi’s confused eyes and asked in surprise, “You don’t know how to take blood?”

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n“Isn’t this taking blood?” Dong Xi immediately asked.

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nSong Qingfeng, “…”

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nIt turned out that there were still such ignorant people who did not even know how to take blood.

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nHe jumped down from the tree and instantly arrived in front of Dong Xi. “It’s just a simple gesture. Why did you have to be so ruthless? I didn’t expect Junior Sister to be so cruel.”

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nAs he spoke, he made a hand seal, and a tiny drop of blood appeared on his fingertips.

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nDong Xi did not expect that it was possible to do so. She immediately followed suit, and as expected, a drop of blood appeared on her fingertip.

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nShe quickly dripped her blood into the white jade token. As soon as the blood entered the token, an ancient pattern suddenly appeared on the pure token. The words ‘Ningtian Sect’ seemed to come to life and flowed slowly.

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nDong Xi turned the token over again, and the two words ‘Dong Xi’ appeared on the back of the token.

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nIt was pretty, but why did they use white jade?

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nDong Xi did not think too much about it. In any case, the sect had made it, and it did not cost her any money.

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nShe hung the token on her waist and cupped his fists to song Qingfeng. “Thank you, Second Senior Brother.”

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nHer thanks were sincere. After all, this magic art had saved her from physical pain.

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nSong Qingfeng looked at the drop of blood with a faint golden luster and flicked it to Dong Xi’s forehead.

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nSong Qingfeng said, “From now on, you are my Little Junior Sister. This drop of blood is my gift to you.”

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nDong Xi was so frightened that she immediately touched the space between her eyebrows, but she could not feel anything.

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n“Who gives a drop of blood when they meet?” she asked in a low voice, frowning.

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nSong Qingfeng sneered, but he did not explain.

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nDong Xi did not ask any more questions and instead asked the most important question.

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n“Senior Brother, from what you’re saying, I’m Master Lingxu’s last disciple?”

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nDong Xi felt like a meat pie had fallen from the sky.

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nBut when he saw Song Qingfeng shake her head, her heart sank.

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nShe was done for. She had been happy for nothing.

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nThe next moment, she heard Song Qingfeng say, “Two disciples.”

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nDong Xi was stunned for a moment. His eyes widened as he curiously asked, “Two? Who’s that?”

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nSong Qingfeng said, “Sword Sect, Chi Yan.”

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nDong Xi’s mouth was wide open in surprise. Chi Yan! A genius with a spirit root value of 99 was actually standing at the same starting line as she was!

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nSong Qingfeng said, “Pack up now. I’ll take you to the Spirit Cloud Peak.”

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nDong Xi did not have many things. She returned to her room and put everything into her storage bag in a few moments. Then, she ran out in a hurry. “Senior Brother, let’s go!”

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nEven though the inner and outer sect were both from the Ningtian Sect, the treatment they received was like heaven and earth.

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nDong Xi had her own cave abode since he entered the Spirit Cloud Peak.

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nSong Qingfeng pointed at the mountain not far away and said with sympathy, “Master lives there,”

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nWhen they entered the sect, they were free to choose their residence. Only Dong Xi had been assigned to stay here by their Master.

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nIn this place, every move of the disciples would be seen by the Master, and there was no freedom to speak of.

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nHowever, Dong Xi felt that it was not bad. As the saying goes, the pavilion closest to the water enjoys the moonlight first, and is closer to the Master. If she was more diligent in the future, she would always have a sense of existence.

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nAlthough she was basically here to be Chi Yan’s study companion, she had to work hard on the inner paper and make a name for herself.

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nDong Xi followed behind Song Qingfeng and strolled around the cave, feeling very satisfied.

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nNo matter what, it was still two bedrooms, one living room, and a special training room. Compared to the small wooden house, it was already much more luxurious.

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nSong Qingfeng said, “There is a spirit gathering array here. It can help you with your future cultivation.”

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nDong Xi immediately focused her attention and felt the rich spiritual Qi in the air, and she almost burst into tears.

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nThe inner sect was originally close to the spirit vein, and with the spirit gathering formation, and with her useless body, she did not need to continue eating Spirit Restore Pills during the day.

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nSong Qingfeng sensed her emotional fluctuation and laughed, “Alright, take a look for yourself. Remember to go there and pay respects to Master at dawn tomorrow.”

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nDong Xi immediately nodded obediently. Song Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, “I believe that Master will also prepare a meeting gift for you, right?”

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nWhen Dong Xi heard this, she was immediately excited and she could not control himself.

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nEven if the things prepared by these big bosses were not good enough, it was enough for a good-for-nothing like her to make a fortune. She looked up at Song Qingfeng and asked with a money-grubbing face, “Many thanks for Senior Brother’s advice! I’ll definitely be there earlier tomorrow!”

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