How Did Things Change Like This!
After the matter in the Yunling Mountain Range ended, Su Xiaomo gained the elders' approval. After all, such a rare act of standing up for fellow disciples regardless of life and death was seldom seen.
At first, Sun Yingquan had merely regarded him as a lackey.
Now, he treated him as a close, trusted brother.
For instance.
After recovering from his injuries, he proactively called Su Xiaomo over and secretly slipped him a manual.
"Junior Brother, this is the Twelve-Form Chrysanthemum Sword Art. Take it and cultivate it. Whatever you do, don't tell anyone I gave it to you!"
"Thank you, Senior Brother Sun!"
Sun Yingquan pulled a long face. "Saying thanks makes us strangers!"
"Er."
Su Xiaomo grinned.
"I accepted a fairly easy mission. Let's go complete it together tomorrow."
"Sure!"
It was not only Sun Yingquan whose attitude toward Su Xiaomo had changed.
Whenever other fellow disciples spotted him from afar, they would warmly greet him. Before, they had acted as though they had not seen him at all.
Su Xiaomo was adept at navigating every side. In the elders' eyes, he was a capable young man who knew how to get things done, but in the eyes of many disciples, he seemed a little too slick, so he was not well liked.
After the incident in the Yunling Mountain Range, they realized that this fellow disciple had courage and backbone, so they naturally accepted him.
"Although Hall Master Zi and the others can't act, fortunately everything is still proceeding according to plan..." Su Xiaomo secretly thought as he headed toward the Canteen.
For now, he had successfully gained a foothold in the Outer Sect.
As long as he slowly revealed his talent and strength, advancing to the Inner Sect should not