Where Does Senior Sister Come From

He Xiao changed into a new Daoist robe, pinned up his hair, and put on his crown. He meticulously tidied himself from head to toe, appearing even more dignified and presentable.

His eyes sparkled with excitement, and he couldn't wait to leave.

"Junior Brother Qingyun, last night at the Dharma Discussion Gathering, I got a good assignment from Senior Brother Zhang. I'll be working at the front temple every afternoon for the next two months. Heh heh, why don't you guess what I'm doing..."

Before leaving, He Xiao couldn't resist showing off a little to Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun just smiled and watched his roommate leave with an air of flamboyant confidence.

From their interactions, he felt he had a pretty good grasp of He Xiao's personality and temperament.

Before joining the temple for cultivation, He Xiao was a direct descendant disciple of the Lan Shan He Family and was accustomed to a life of luxury.

After joining Lingbao Temple, the temple's management was quite lax. Money could solve anything, so He Xiao continued to live a carefree and happy life.

Besides being a bit indulgent and pleasure-seeking, and having a slightly inflated ego, he didn't seem to have any other malicious intentions for now.

"Most likely, he's going to the Hall of Seeking Offspring to be a receptionist Daoist priest. But why dress up so meticulously? Is He Xiao still thinking about chasing skirts even while at the temple?"

Li Qingyun chuckled inwardly.

He hoped the Hall of Seeking Offspring's services at Lingbao Temple were legitimate!

In an era where demons and monsters roamed, any temple with genuine abilities to slay demons and suppress monsters would never lack incense offerings or followers.

Lingbao Temple, situated on Maple Mountain, was the most respected Daoist temple in the surrounding three counties. Its disciples constantly patrolled the area, slaying and expelling demons and monsters, and protecting ordinary people, thus earning widespread admiration.

The Hall of Seeking Offspring was also said to be very effective. It enshrined Lingbao Chunyang Dao Lord, whom Li Qingyun had never heard of, and was rumored to have blessed countless families with children.

Noble ladies and young women from towns and villages far and wide would come to offer incense and worship.

Li Qingyun felt no envy for He Xiao's good assignment.

What was dealing with a few flowers and plants compared to the joy of continuously soaring cultivation?

With his cultivation rapidly increasing, he should be among the top among the "useless" fellow disciples in this bamboo hut area!

Most people here, like He Xiao, had developed some Qi sensation, but were still far from having a furnace of Mana.

He Xiao, who considered himself dashing and had a high opinion of himself, had been at the temple for more than half a year. Despite his family's continuous supply of resources, he had only cultivated a weak Mana. He was likely still far from the entry standard of a furnace.

There were also a few others, like Li Qingyun, who had no Dao Bone Spiritual Root and hadn't cultivated any Mana at all. They were simply here to enjoy a comfortable and worry-free life!

Among the Daoist disciples in this row of bamboo huts, only a handful had truly entered the path of cultivation and reached the first level of the Qi Refining Realm.

It had only been about a day since he joined the temple, and Li Qingyun had already, without anyone noticing, surpassed most of his fellow disciples who were "slacking off"!

He calculated that it wouldn't take many years before he could become a powerful figure in this world!

As long as he had cultivation techniques corresponding to his realm, he could let the "Daoist effigy phantom" do the work for him, becoming a low-key and happy cheater, silently improving his cultivation.

It couldn't be more comfortable!

However, the matter of bullying by the Cui family always served as a warning to him. He should remain as low-key as possible; quietly becoming stronger was the true way.

He was no longer the third young master of the Marquis's Estate he once was. Now, he had the capital to be both low-key and extravagant.

Afternoon, West Dormitory.

Maple trees provided shade, and the mountain wind carried a hint of chill.

A handsome young Daoist priest, sleeves rolled up, was humming a tune contentedly as he hung freshly washed Daoist robes and undergarments on a branch outside his bamboo hut.

He had just bathed in the pond, and his hair was still wet, falling over his shoulders, giving him a somewhat fresh appearance.

"Hey, do you know which room the new Junior Brother Li Qingyun is staying in?"

As the young Daoist priest was spreading out his clothes, he suddenly heard a clear, bell-like female voice from behind him. It was like a gentle breeze flowing through a spring, brushing past his ears.

He turned around in surprise, only to be momentarily dazed.

His eyes became somewhat unfocused, and his admiration and infatuation were already uncontrollably appearing on his face.

"Lu, Senior Sister Lu..."

The young Daoist priest looked at the pure and elegant white-robed girl a few steps away. He felt his heart pound violently, and he could barely speak coherently.

The gentle afternoon sunlight filtered through the light mist and the leaves of the maple trees, casting a glow on her tall and graceful figure, making her appear like white jade, exceptionally radiant.

A gust of mountain wind blew, rustling her hair, which was as soft as clouds, making her look like a fairy in the forest.

"Hehe, junior brother, why are you spacing out? If you know, could you lead the way?"

The white-robed girl smiled lightly, a hint of self-satisfaction curving her moist lips.

Lu Liqian enjoyed the look of admiration and infatuation that naturally flowed from the young Daoist priest when he faced her.

She had always been confident in her charm and demeanor; otherwise, how could she have captured Senior Brother Yan's heart back then?

"Y-yes! Senior Sister Lu, I know where Junior Brother Li is. He's actually gained some fame since he arrived. He Xiao said he's just a silly fellow who only knows how to meditate..."

The young Daoist priest, Wang Baiying, was so captivated by Lu Liqian's smile that he almost lost his soul. He immediately bowed slightly and led the ethereal and incomparably beautiful Senior Sister towards bamboo hut C-7.

As he led the way, he kept looking back, his eyes filled with admiration, stealing glances at Senior Sister Lu's fairy-like grace.

However, when he mentioned Li Qingyun, he revealed a bit of his petty scheming, showing a dismissive and mocking attitude.

In room C-7, the new Junior Brother Li, a simpleton who only knows how to meditate, has already become a subject of gossip.

Wang Baiying felt an inexplicable pang of jealousy: why was Senior Sister Lu looking for that good-for-nothing Li Qingyun?

"Hmm, what's going on? When I saw him in the hall yesterday, Li Qingyun didn't seem like a fool!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Liqian was slightly taken aback and felt hesitant.

She was very picky; she never paid attention to ordinary people.

Even if she wanted someone she could control to use as a cover, she didn't want to find a complete idiot!

With that thought, Lu Liqian gracefully walked over, lightly brushed a strand of hair from her sparkling earlobe, and asked with a faint smile, "Junior Brother, I don't even know your name yet?"

She found the young Daoist priest quite handsome, and since he admired her so much, perhaps he could be a backup option.

"Senior Sister Lu, I, I'm Wang Baiying, from Xuyang City. I joined the temple last year after receiving a Dao Affinity Token from Master Xu. I've been diligently cultivating for two years and have already developed some Mana!"

Wang Baiying's face was flushed as he eagerly introduced himself.

He was overjoyed, feeling like he had struck gold today!

Senior Sister Lu was a celestial being, and she always looked down on ordinary disciples in the temple, never showing them a kind face. Yet now, she had proactively asked for his name!

"Wang Baiying, that's a good name. I'll remember it."

Lu Liqian smiled faintly, then her smile vanished, and she returned to her usual aloof and ethereal demeanor.

A gentle breeze blew, and she tilted her head slightly, her fair neck as white as jade, making her appear even more elegant, ethereal, and unattainable.

She had been adept at this art since birth.

With just a few words, she had Wang Baiying completely smitten and even more infatuated and admiring of her.

It was the Master Xu mentioned by Wang Baiying that displeased her slightly.

That Master Xu was Steward Xu Songyuan, who held the position of Head of the Patrol Division in the temple. He was of comparable status to her father, Lu Nanling, but they had always been at odds.

"I'll keep this Wang Baiying around for now and see..."