Chapter 10
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Chapter 10
The punishment has been given, and the things that need to be bought for the junior brothers must also be purchased. Each matter is separate; Yun Chuyou has never overly punished anyone.
"Alright, first find a place to change your clothes. You all know how to use the Cleaning Spell, right?"
Both junior brothers have some skills, so Yun Chuyou would not waste her spiritual power on them.
Yun Chuyou took the chance to pull out six brand new disciple outfits from her storage ring, "In our sect, this disciple outfit can be worn when out and about, and you can change it if it gets dirty."
School uniforms, company uniforms… Such matching clothes can enhance a sense of collective honor.
The system gave ten sets, and she handed out two sets to each person present. Meng He and Yu Jiu both have storage tools, and Zhong Wei is now a cultivator; Yun Chuyou just bought one for her at the market. Although the storage space is not very large, it is more than enough for short-term use.
Yu Jiu is currently sitting in a wheelchair taken from the storage ring. He appears to be a Qi Refining cultivator and cannot move the wheelchair up and down the mountain, so he must rely on Meng He.
Today’s situation was really a miscalculation; it seems she needs to speed up her training so her cultivation shows as Foundation Establishment when she’s outside.
While the young man thought to himself, he quickly cast a cleaning spell and put on the oversized disciple robe over his somewhat tattered clothes.
This disciple outfit has only basic defensive properties; it looks wide and large when handed out, but when worn, it becomes very fitting. The clothing is a matte white robe with a high-quality feel, and the hem is embroidered with golden lines of auspicious clouds and green bamboo, smooth and soft to the touch.
Such quality clothing would cost at least fifty lower grade spirit stones. With two sets for each of the four disciples, that makes eight sets, totaling four hundred lower grade spirit stones. Yun Chuyou, who is usually so frugal, how could she suddenly spend money on such expensive items?
Yu Jiu lowered his head to look at the mark on his white robe. Like the disciples of the Five Elements Sect, the upper right corner of his robe had the symbol of Qingxu Sect, clearly identifying him as a disciple of the sect.
The robe had been custom-made earlier, but Zhong Wei had only joined the sect yesterday. If it was made urgently, the costs would be higher. Had Qingxu Sect become richer, or was Yun Chuyou being particularly generous to her younger martial sister? Meng He had arrived six months ago, and Yu Jiu had only been here for two months. He believed he understood Yun Chuyou a bit more than Zhong Wei did.
This woman was rebellious (she would shout at her master when upset), had a strong desire for power (she controlled all matters big and small in the sect), and was quite stingy at a young age (she lived almost entirely on her own means, and even the wheelchair she used was made from materials gathered from the mountains). Her mind and eyes were solely focused on money.
Younger martial sister Zhong Wei was a bit foolish and thought Elder Martial Sister was giving her so much for free, not realizing that everything this woman gave her now required repayment. Yun Chuyou had even kept track of the medical expenses when she treated him, and she would expect double repayment in the future.
His gaze darkened: Now that they had received these disciple robes, he couldn’t help but wonder how Yun Chuyou would demand something from them in the future.
Such trivial matters didn’t concern anyone too much; it was just that Yu Jiu had a tendency to overthink. Yun Chuyou didn’t have mind-reading abilities; she simply noticed dark clouds forming above his head one moment and flashes of lightning the next, without knowing what he was truly thinking.
Meng He was different; he didn’t care about the background events at all and wasn’t concerned about the fabric of the clothes or how many spirit stones Elder Martial Sister had spent.
He only knew that he had new clothes, and he eagerly changed into them right away.
The same outfit looked completely different on the two brothers. Yu Jiu returned to his ethereal, noble appearance in the smaller robe, which was still quite large in style. The flowing sleeves combined with his face gave him a delicate, sorrowful charm that made others feel protective of him.
The demon’s body was much stronger than a regular human’s. As a fourteen-year-old boy, Meng He was already tall and strong. If it weren’t for his face still showing his youthful innocence, people might believe he was a grown man.
When Meng He put on his clothes, he looked like a hero from a martial arts story. His strong muscles and broad chest filled the wide sleeves. He tightened his belt and even spun around in front of Yun Chuyou, saying, "Elder Martial Sister, do I look good?"
Yun Chuyou never held back her compliments. "You look great! Junior Brother, you look especially brave and upright."
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Meng He’s expression transform from a volcano erupting to a bright sun. No wonder the main character ignored him, yet he could still be happy; Meng He was simple-minded and the type who would shine with just a little encouragement.
Although he got angry easily, he didn’t seem to hold grudges. As Yun Chuyou looked at Meng He’s smiling eyes, she thought this child was quite easy to please.
Yu Jiu was different; a dark cloud seemed to hang over him for a long time, matching the feeling he gave off. Despite his handsome looks, his deep black eyes often felt gloomy.
Meng He noticed Yun Chuyou’s gaze was on Yu Jiu, and he looked over too. Suddenly, he asked with a sour tone, "Do I look better, or does he look better?"
He realized too late that the new clothes were only for him. All the other senior brothers had them too, even that annoying brat, and his happy mood quickly soured.
"They both look good." Yun Chuyou’s answer clearly didn’t satisfy Meng He.
The honest puppy insisted on seeking an answer, "There is always something prettier." How could that sickly person in a wheelchair possibly look better than himself?
Yun Chuyou immediately changed into her disciple robe, and she asked Meng He in return, "Of course, our disciple robes look good on whoever wears them. Are you questioning my taste?"
"Of course not! The senior martial sister looks great in it too!" The topic was successfully shifted by Yun Chuyou, and Meng He finally stopped worrying about who looked better.
Meanwhile, Zhong Wei also changed into a disciple robe. She wore the clothes that senior martial sister wore as a child inside, and on the outside, she wore the same disciple robe as Elder Martial Sister. The two of them looked just like real sisters, and the corners of Zhong Wei’s lips were uplifted, with two faint, round dimples appearing on her cheeks.
How wonderful! Just arriving at the sect, she already had her own big room, delicious food and drinks, she didn’t have to do much work, and she wouldn’t get scolded. Now she even had new clothes to wear.
She thought: Perhaps the hardships she suffered before were just for the good days she has now.
After all, Zhong Wei was only nine years old; human hearts are soft. If someone is truly good to her, how could she remain indifferent?
"Senior martial sister, should we continue to explore?"
Zhong Wei carefully tugged at Yun Chuyou’s sleeve. The world of cultivation isn’t as strict as the mundane one about men and women, but people of different genders won’t pull each other around casually. This is her advantage as a younger martial sister.
Although she had a lovely face and behaved very obediently after entering the sect, Zhong Wei, who could become a cruel villainess, was definitely not a kind-hearted and forgiving child.
She instinctively used her delicate and pitiful appearance to gain sympathy and showed a complete dependence on Yun Chuyou.
In the world of cultivation, Zhong Wei did indeed rely on Yun Chuyou. One reason was that the only girl in the sect was Elder Martial Sister, while the master who should take on the teaching responsibility spent all day fishing at the Cold Pool on the mountain, disappearing for the whole day except for meals and drinking.
The other two senior brothers were at the age when people disliked them, and even though Zhong Wei was the youngest in the sect, she still looked down on Meng He and Yu Jiu from the bottom of her heart.
Even though they wore the same disciple robes and looked very harmonious, there were hidden currents among the three, and they each disliked one another.
Yu Jiu sensed that this younger martial sister, who had just been accepted into the sect, was not a pure and innocent white lotus, but rather one of his kind.
He mentally labeled Yun Chuyou: bad eye for things, always picking up dirty stuff.
On the way back, Yun Chuyou also got some necessary items for Meng He and Yu Jiu, but she didn’t spend money on non-essential goods.
"If you want those things, you have to work hard to earn spirit stones to buy them. If you have something truly needed, I can lend you some spirit stones first, and you can pay me back when you have money."
Yun Chuyou counted her savings, "Well, I am not very rich like you senior martial sisters. I can only lend a maximum of ten thousand lower grade spirit stones at a time. Once it’s paid back, then I can lend again. Everyone has the same limit."
She is just the Elder Martial Sister, not a real mother. The things that disciples should give can be charged to the sect’s account. In the past, these were mixed together, but now that there are more people, it is necessary to establish a public account.
The system of income and contribution for sect disciples should also be set up. Even siblings should keep clear accounts, let alone those who are only senior martial sisters.
Meng He shook his head, "I don’t have anything to buy." He insisted on following because, subconsciously, he wanted to compete for Zhong Wei’s affection.
Yu Jiu smiled slightly, "I have some savings, but if I need anything, I will definitely ask senior martial sister for help."
Yu Jiu, who was staying at Qingxu Sect just to heal, was much wealthier than Yun Chuyou, the Elder Martial Sister, and borrowing from Yun Chuyou meant he had to pay it back. If he was really short on spirit stones, he would "borrow" from those outside cultivators.
"Then let’s have a meal at the foot of the mountain today." When Yun Chuyou came down, she sold a batch of materials, so she said boldly, "Today, senior martial sister will treat you."
They took a separate table and ordered several dishes made with spirit beast meat, and they also ordered the finest spirit rice.
The day went smoothly until, while waiting for their food, Yun Chuyou heard news about the female lead from a cultivator at the next table.
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