"So what?"
Chu Xisheng calmly picked up a piece of braised pork and popped it into his mouth. He bit down, filling his mouth with rich fat.
"Whether they like it or not, I'm taking that true disciple spot. If they can't accept it now, they'll get used to it after a while."
Chu Yunyun had already started eating.
At his words, she raised her brows slightly and gave Chu Xisheng a sidelong look of mild surprise.
There was a swagger in this fellow's words that had never been there before.
Just then, something stirred in Chu Xisheng's mind. He sensed a girl behind him trip over a raised paving brick because she had been walking too fast.
He immediately turned and caught the girl, then reached out and scooped up all three wooden bowls she had dropped.
Chu Xisheng's movements were crisp and graceful. Not a single drop of soup spilled from the wooden bowl in his hand.
Many people witnessed this, immediately setting the Dining Hall abuzz. The female disciples nearby all looked his way with curiosity and excitement.
Chu Xisheng raised his brows in surprise.
Two fireworks burst across his vision, and his Martial Dao Points rose back to 58.
These must have come from the many senior and junior sisters here.
Chu Xisheng felt he really ought to put more effort into the women's side of things in the future.
They seemed easier to fool-no! Purer of heart and more sincere.
On the other hand, however, his Yazi Saber Intent had grown stronger again.
-More than three hundred ninth-rank Martial Cultivators harbor malice toward you. Your Yazi Saber Intent has increased to weak intensity!
With a hand resting on the Blood Refinement Lightsteel Blade at his waist, Chu Xisheng surveyed the entire Dining Hall,