Looking at Zhao Ruohan, who had clenched her fists in eager anticipation, and Chi Jiuyu, who wore the expression of someone bravely marching to her death, Xu Xing's eye twitched.
"She'll be placed in a suitable group." After a pause, he added, "There will also be compensation involved, but not to the point where a junior like you has to provide it."
Eh!
So they really were planning to let her take part in the Spirit Transformation division of the Immortal Sect Grand Competition—and there would even be compensation...
Makes sense. With her peerless talent, supreme wisdom, and invincible Dao heart, how could bullying those little Nascent Soul cultivators possibly count as experience!
Glancing at the dog-beaten little sister whose brain did not seem to work very well, Chi Jiuyu quietly sent a voice transmission. "Martial Uncle, how much compensation are we talking about?"
If it was too little, she might as well just take it directly from the dog-beaten little sister!
"Don't worry. Senior Sister won't let you suffer a loss."
Emm...
That did seem right. No matter what, it would not be too little.
Eh!
No, Martial Uncle, why did you say that out loud instead of using a voice transmission?!
How awkward if the dog-beaten little sister heard it.
But when she glanced over from the corner of her eye, she found that Zhao Ruohan did not seem to care about that remark at all. Her eyes burned with fighting spirit.
"Thank you, Senior, for granting this."
"It's nothing. That was the plan from the start." Xu Xing took out a piece of Blood Jade. "Since this is our first meeting, consider it a greeting gift."
"Thank you, Senior."
Zhao Ruohan did not refuse.
Senior Sword Ancestor was her father's close friend. As a junior, she only