The moment Luan Ning heard that, she suspected nothing and hurriedly gave him the sect's address.
However, she had only recently achieved Qi Induction and had no idea how to transmit her voice, so she could only say it aloud.
"Elder, the Dust-Forgetting Sect is south of Spirit-Denuded Island. Don't worry. Although that area falls within the Southern Spirit Sect's territory, they've already paid their spirit stones!" Luan Ning pointed at the sky as she solemnly swore it.
The elder behind her: "!!!!"
At that moment, he seemed to feel spiritual senses from every direction turning toward him in curiosity, most of their owners reveling in his misfortune.
He wanted to cry but had no tears. He had calculated every possibility, only to overlook the fact that this little girl still couldn't transmit her voice!
Wonderful. Now all those elders and disciples thought he was heading to the Dust-Forgetting Sect to live like an immortal.
Though he admittedly was itching to do just that.
"Ahem. I know the address now. I'll send someone to investigate when the time comes. Hurry along to your classes and stop wandering around outside!" The elder's tone grew increasingly stern toward the end.
Luan Ning drooped like a puppy with its ears hanging down and slowly walked into the classroom.
Behind her, however, Lan Yue found this rather strange. She kept feeling that this elder was very interested in the Dust-Forgetting Sect too. Was she imagining it?
Never mind. She would stop thinking about it.
Who cared whether he was interested? She certainly was. Besides, it was so close to the Southern Spirit Sect that she could easily sneak over for a look!
Lan Yue eagerly entered the Formation Arts classroom.
Classes like this generally taught fairly basic knowledge, so there were quite a few people inside, most holding writing brushes and taking notes.
Lan Yue had barely sat down before her eyelids began to feel heavy, and she wanted to sleep.
[Lan Yue: Sigh, cultivation isn't easy. How about I take a little nap first?]
But before she could bury her head in her arms, the elder nearby walked over and gave her a smile of death.
Seeing how stern he looked, Lan Yue couldn't help trembling, and every trace of sleepiness vanished.
[Lan Yue: Forget it. A wise person doesn't stand beneath a crumbling wall. Working hard at cultivation and improving my strength is the only way forward.]
From the beginning of class until it was nearly over, Lan Yue felt as though that elder's eyes never left her. It reminded her of being in a modern classroom with her homeroom teacher secretly keeping watch over her.
As a result, she did exceptionally well throughout the entire class. Not only did she never doze off, she even drew a basic formation!
Truly a cause for celebration!
[Lan Yue: Sigh, I wonder what my Nü E is doing right now. With her talent, she's bound to amaze everyone, right? Wait, haven't I forgotten something? Where's that male lead?]
As that occurred to Lan Yue, she suddenly jolted.
When they left, Nü E hadn't seemed to be holding the male lead! Had their destined romance really come to nothing?
Lan Yue paled in shock, nearly snapping the writing brush in her hand in two.
"Chirp!" The Rootless Fruit Tree sapling on her shoulder looked at her anxiously, then couldn't resist jumping down and snatching the brush away.
"Be good. You can't eat this. Once I have spirit stones, I'll buy you some spirit liquid." Lan Yue snatched the brush back from the sapling.
Spirit liquid was essentially a concentrated version of spirit stones and was very popular with spirit plants, especially those that had already awakened their intelligence.
That spirit liquid served as these spirit plants' most basic sustenance.
Thinking of this, Lan Yue felt a little guilty. Ever since this little sapling had followed her, it seemed the sapling hadn't had even a single sip of proper spirit liquid.
But Little Fruit paid her no attention at all and instead clung to the writing brush with all her might.
"You can have this brush, then. Since you like playing with it, there's nothing I can do. But let's get this straight: it's not that I don't want to draw formations." Delight lit up Lan Yue's brows, and she hurriedly handed it over.
The little sapling was beside herself with excitement at getting the brush. Soon, she dipped it in ink and began laboriously drawing away.
With a perfectly legitimate excuse not to draw basic formations, Lan Yue was immensely pleased with herself.
But when she turned her head, she saw that the elder who had already walked to the front had somehow returned to stand behind her. He even casually handed her another writing brush.
The smile on Lan Yue's face froze instantly. She let out an inward wail but still obediently accepted it.
[Lan Yue: It's just drawing formations, isn't it? I can do this. I've got this!]
Gritting her teeth, she steeled herself and decided to put in the hard work. She would definitely amaze everyone!
"Move over a little." The elder beside her suddenly spoke in a grave voice.
Lan Yue had no idea why, but she instinctively took two steps to the left.
With his hands clasped behind his back, the stern-faced elder walked step by step up to her wooden desk, staring at the little sapling.
Lan Yue's heart lurched, and she hurriedly said, "Elder, she may have awakened her intelligence, but she's actually very well-behaved. This incident with the brush was just an accident. I'll make sure to discipline her properly from now on!"
"No need. She doesn't need disciplining," the elder said flatly.
Lan Yue: "!!!!"
It's over, it's over! Is he sentencing my little sapling to death?
No! Little Fruit is still so young. She hasn't even had a chance to take a proper look at this world!
"From now on, whenever you come to study Formation Arts, bring her with you." The elder's voice rang out again.
Lan Yue's sorrowful expression froze.
"She's better at this than you. If you can't learn it in the future, you can have her teach you." The elder pointed at Little Fruit, who had drawn a complete formation.
Lan Yue: "????"
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