Who Is the Stumbling Block

"One, two, three!"

Jiang Wan counted to three, and the other party toppled headfirst to the ground.

She had a Poison Repelling Bead on her. The key was that it could reflect effects too. That Qi Refinement disciple had used medicine when he covered Jiang Wan's mouth. Well, now it had bounced back onto him.

In other words, the drug that was supposed to knock Jiang Wan unconscious had directly knocked him unconscious instead. Tsk, tsk, tsk.

The only problem was that while he was using the Wind Riding Technique, he suddenly went limp with a crack and fell asleep, sending Jiang Wan flying.

Jiang Wan: Let me fly a little longer!

She traced a perfect parabola through the air. Fortunately, just before she hit the ground, the Foundation Establishment Martial Uncle who had rushed over caught her.

Jiang Wan heaved a sigh of relief. Her face was saved.

The Foundation Establishment Martial Uncle heaved a sigh of relief. His life was saved.

If someone had been taken away right under his nose, that would have been a disaster.

Fortunately, he was only a late-stage Qi Refinement disciple. How had this disciple gotten in here? He would have to investigate carefully.

By the time Jiang Wan was brought back, the little ones were already viciously beating up that late-stage Qi Refinement disciple.

Besides punching and kicking, one was preparing to feed him poison, while another was about to pull out the huge sword on his back and hack at him.

There was even one who had pulled out a little whip from her waist and was lashing him with it.

Compared to them, little Liuhuo's God-Beating Cudgel was downright gentle.

Seeing what they were doing, the Foundation Establishment Martial Uncle was in no hurry to save the man.

He had actually dared lay hands on the sect's children. Killing him would be letting him off lightly.

"You little ones, enough. Don't beat him to death. I'll interrogate him later and find out who ordered him to attack Jiang Wan. Go back for now."

After being set down, Jiang Wan ran over to them and reached out to yank the Storage Bag from the cultivator's waist. She knew that in the Cultivation World, you had to loot the bags. Never mind that she had lost ten games in a row—she would never forget how to loot.

"It's mine!"

The Foundation Establishment Martial Uncle rubbed her head, amused.

"I need to check whether there's anything dangerous inside. If there isn't, I'll give it to you."

Jiang Wan handed the Storage Bag to the Foundation Establishment Martial Uncle named Han Li.

Han Li took the Storage Bag and swept it with his divine sense. Finding neither anything tainted with demonic qi nor anything suspicious, he returned it to her and told them all to go back.

Han Li then slung that disciple over his shoulder and turned to leave.

The disciples guarding this place had all been carefully selected. Who could have bribed or controlled them?

Jiang Wan opened the Storage Bag and found over a hundred low-grade Spirit Stones inside, along with quite a few pills and Magic Tools—at least more than she had.

Nangong Wanyu put away her little whip. "Wanwan, are you all right? That big bad guy—if I see him again, I'll whip him to death!"

The adorable little Nangong, whose cheeks were filling out, puffed them up in anger. Jiang Wan was even more curious about her little whip.

Jiang Wan had thought little Liuhuo used a sword. Who would have expected that he used the God-Beating Cudgel? One strike, and the flesh remained unhurt while the soul was already extinguished—a weapon made specifically to target people's souls!

Tsk. This little boy was terrifying indeed.

As for little Dong Chen, there was no need to say anything. He had even drawn his huge sword. One slash and he could smash a clove of garlic into two pieces.

And Lu Zhiyi, little friend with the Alchemy Cauldron—you were an alchemy cultivator, yet you were playing with poison at such a young age. Was that really okay? Could someone please keep their child in check?

Looking at it this way, wasn't she completely useless? Right, she was from the Myriad Talisman Sect, yet she had not drawn a single talisman so far.

"Wanwan, why did he grab you?"

"Were you hurt?

Should we tell Master's Wife and Uncle Mu Yi? He's very protective of his own. If he finds out, he definitely won't let that person off."

Jiang Wan shook her head and pulled them along as they walked back.

"I'm not hurt. He just gave me a huge scare. Good thing Martial Uncle Han Li arrived in time.

I don't know who he was or why he grabbed me either. Let's wait for the results of Martial Uncle Han Li's interrogation. Come on, let's keep playing."

Yet she was curious inside. Why had the system not given a prompt that the mission was completed? Could it be that the Qi Refinement senior brother who had grabbed her was not the stumbling block?

Then who else could it be?

Quite a few children in the older class still did not know that something had happened to Jiang Wan. Those who did know all curiously gathered around to ask what had happened just now.

Little Xu Hengliang, dressed in a tiny training uniform, stood not far away. Watching the five of them return, he curled his lip.

"You don't even use a sack to grab someone. Bad review!"

"What did you say?"

Jiang Yao happened to hear him. She came over to ask, only to receive an eye roll from Xu Hengliang.

"Get lost. What kind of idea did you give me last time? First Martial Uncle beat me, then Patriarch beat me after Martial Uncle was done, then Master beat me after Patriarch was done, and when I got home, my dad beat me again.

I don't want to see you right now. Stay away from me."

Jiang Yao tugged pitifully at Xu Hengliang's little sleeve. Such a tiny child making the aggrieved expression of an adult, yet little Xu Hengliang on the other side did not fall for it at all.

"Don't cry. I didn't provoke you. If you dare cry, I'll beat you up, believe it or not?"

Jiang Yao sniffled, gritted her teeth, and silently cursed, Little brat. Then she blinked her big eyes at Xu Hengliang and sighed.

"Ah, I'm not going to cry. By the way, Senior Brother Xu, was that apprentice-acceptance ceremony you held last time fun?"

Xu Hengliang immediately pulled his clothes away, his face dark as he did not want to pay her any attention.

"Ah, Senior Brother Xu, don't tell me you've never held an apprentice-acceptance ceremony? Then I understand. Is your master going to hold yours together with Jiang Wan's?"

"Maybe. What's it to you?"

Mentioning this made little Xu Hengliang feel aggrieved. His master had never said he would hold an apprentice-acceptance ceremony for him. Could it really be that he would have to do it together with that Young Martial Uncle?

Hmph. What was so great about that?

Jiang Yao continued coaxing him.

"Of course it's my business. My master said that since my Jiang Wan sister is going to have an apprentice-acceptance ceremony, he'll hold mine along with hers. So I was thinking yours might be held together too. Maybe there'll even be other people joining in."

Once she put it that way, little Xu Hengliang felt more balanced. So everyone would be doing it together.

"Who doesn't know that? My master said the same thing."

The corners of Jiang Yao's lips lifted slightly. In her previous life, he had not had an apprentice-acceptance ceremony at all; only she had one.

But why was there an extra Jiang Wan in this life?

"Really? That's wonderful. Oh, right, I know a place..."

While the two of them were talking, Nangong Wanyu saw Jiang Yao and Xu Hengliang getting together again. She pouted and had Jiang Wan look.

"Jiang Wan, look, those two are huddled together again. Last time, Xu Hengliang had Jiang Yao come over because he wanted to harm us. Could Xu Hengliang be plotting something bad again this time?"

Following Nangong Wanyu's gaze, Jiang Wan glanced over there. Those two really had gotten together again. It felt like that Master's Nephew had been used by Jiang Yao last time.

She did not believe that Xu Hengliang's six- or seven-year-old brain could outplay Jiang Yao, the luck-blessed female lead. He had eaten a hundred beans and still did not know their taste. She would wait and see what Xu Hengliang would be used for this time.

At that moment, Madam Li hurried over. The moment she arrived, she pounced toward Jiang Wan, trying to hug her.

Jiang Wan lowered herself and slipped beneath her armpit with the speed of an Emperor Weapon. What a joke—did Madam Li think she could hug her whenever she wanted?