When You Submit, You Are a Servant; When You Join, You Are a Disciple

"Senior Disciple Sister Lu, you're amazing!"

"Senior Disciple Sister Lu, there's something I don't understand about cultivation. Can you teach me?"

"Senior Disciple Sister Lu, with your rate of growth, you'll definitely become a sect elder someday!"

"Senior Disciple Sister Lu..."

On a peak in the back mountain, Lu Qianqian stood proudly as the words once spoken by fellow disciples who had constantly clung to her in the Taixuan Sacred Sect echoed in her ears. Frost gradually gathered over her jade-carved face.

The woman Little Demoness had sent away was one of those fellow disciples who had once pestered her with questions about Martial Dao.

More precisely.

She had been one of her admirers.

Yet after Lu Qianqian violated the sect rules and was expelled, those fellow disciples who had once surrounded her seemed to have suddenly changed their faces—and their hearts.

"Whew!"

Lu Qianqian softly exhaled. She lightly flicked her sleeve and was about to leave when she saw Jun Changxiao sitting on a nearby rock.

"Crunch."

He bit into an apple and chewed as he said, "If something is troubling you, you can find someone to talk to. You might feel a little better afterward."

"This disciple has nothing troubling her." Lu Qianqian turned and left.

Just as she passed Jun Changxiao, she heard him ask, "Why were you expelled?"

"I made a mistake."

"What mistake did you make?"

"A mistake I should not have made."

"..."

Jun Changxiao said, "I once asked about your background. You answered that knowing too much about some things might not be a good thing—it might instead be a disaster."

Lu Qianqian fell silent, because she had indeed said that.

Jun Changxiao took another bite of his apple and said, "But now that I look at it, it doesn't seem so frightening."