My Daily Cultivation Life with a Clumsy Female Disciple

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One top-grade Qingchen Pill is enough to get another A-level. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

If you can't get it, it's none of Qin Ran's business. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Four A-levels are at least tied for first place. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

If four A-levels can't get first place, then... it's even less of Qin Ran's business. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He didn't pay attention to the subsequent competitions, nor did he pay attention to what the prizes were. That really had nothing to do with him. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

But... he still knew that he got first place. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Because Pang Xuan was going crazy. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

That night they boarded the ship back to Devil Island. On the side of the ship, Pang Xuan's eyes were full of laughter, and his mouth was cracked with laughter. He said to Qin Ran: \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Bai Tu finally refined a furnace of sixth-grade elixir, but it was barely successful, but it was only a medium-grade elixir, and finally got a B grade; as for Dong Guanhai, he was even more heavyweight. He forced to refine the sixth-grade elixir, but failed to succeed. They were all influenced by you..." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

However, Qin Ran didn't care at all. He just asked: "Does what you promised me count?" \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Of course it counts!" Pang Xuan patted his chest, "Let's go back to Devil Island to deal with the affairs first. Once the affairs are dealt with, I will take you to the Seven Islands." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Pang Xuan didn't kill the donkey after all. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Pang Xuan looked at Qin Ran and was very curious: "Why do you insist on going to other regions? Isn't Tianhai Region good?" \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"A man should have ambitions to travel far and wide. He should travel and see more while he is young." Qin Ran replied. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Young?" Pang Xuan asked, "How old are you?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

If we count from his birth, he is only seven years old, but he replied: "Thirty-something!"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Thirty...teen!" Pang Xuan opened his eyes wide, unable to believe it. He paused and smiled, "At your age, why don't you take the opportunity to get a saint to play with? What do you say that men have ambitions?!"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Saint?" Qin Ran caught the key words, retracted his gaze from the dark sea, and looked at Pang Xuan, "Get a saint...to play with?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Hey! Don't think that saints are high above and can easily control people's hearts, as if they are very amazing.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"But in fact, saints are just mass-produced by the headquarters. Very cheap!"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Pang Xuan said, laughing obscenely, "But every saint is a stunning beauty, and all are the desire of men. Who can resist the temptation of a saint? Who doesn't want to have a saint of their own? \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"And this wonderful thing only requires a small contribution, and you can ask the headquarters for a saint." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran thought of the black-clad saint on Devil Island, her pair of affectionate eyes, and his heartstrings were plucked, and he couldn't help but hesitate. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

In fact, he knew that this was also a way for the "Yuan" organization to control its members. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

But, he thought of the saint, the Yunlingwen Pill she took, and he thought of... before coming to Hailang Island, the saint's eyes were as clear as autumn water. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"The Saint of Devil Island..." he asked, "Is the Saint of Devil Island also okay?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"The Saint of Devil Island?" Pang Xuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes looked towards the darkness of the sea, and then he laughed again, and advised Qin Ran, "I know you have had a lot of contact with the Saint, and you are greatly influenced by her, so you can't forget her.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"But in fact, every Saint in the organization is stunning and can seduce souls. Other Saints are not inferior to her. You don't have to have her."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran noticed Pang Xuan's unnaturalness, he thought of something, and said "Gordon" in his heart.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He had a bad premonition.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He remembered the Saint's farewell...\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Haha!" He laughed dryly and said to Pang Xuan, "I just asked casually, I was joking. I have ambitions in the world, how can I be bewitched by beauty? ”\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

“Alas…” Pang Xuan retracted his gaze, looked at Qin Ran, patted Qin Ran’s shoulder, and sighed, “What a pity.”\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran looked down and saw the waves rolling in the dark under the boat.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He was very flustered.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He didn’t know what Pang Xuan was regretting.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

It took Pang Xuan’s boat three days to get from Devil Island to Hailang Island, and only two days to get back from Hailang Island to Devil Island, but Qin Ran felt like a century had passed.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Every time he got closer to Devil Island, he became more flustered.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

When he saw the coastline in the distance, he flew up without thinking, ignoring Pang Xuan’s shouting behind him, and flew directly from the boat to the island.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

When he stood on the platform at the entrance of the base of the Devil Island branch of the "Yuan" organization, he clearly smelled the smell of blood. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

But the stone door of the base was very thick, covered with arrays, which could block all information. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He took out his identity token and placed it on the groove, dripping blood, and the stone door opened. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He watched the stone door slowly open to both sides, and the darkness in the passage came into view. In the darkness, he saw the pair of pure eyes, and saw her snow-white skin on the side of her face, her curved eyebrows, and her hooked eyeliner on the coast. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

However, the stone door was completely opened, and there was nothing in the dim light in the passage. There was no figure, no eyes. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

It was as cold and silent as usual here, like hell. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He walked forward and walked into the passage, his footsteps echoing in the darkness; the stone door behind him slowly closed, and the sound was loud. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The passage seemed even emptier. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He kept walking, and he found that the alchemists who were struggling and screaming on both sides of the passage were gone, the alchemists who were asking for help were gone, and the alchemists who were studying the recipes were gone. There was no one in the rooms on both sides of the dim passage. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He walked to the altar, and suddenly his steps stopped, his nose moved, and he took a deep breath. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"The smell of blood!" \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The smell of blood here was obvious. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

But he looked around and didn't see any blood. The altar was very clean. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He raised his head again and looked at the altar, as if he could still see the dancing figure. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He watched her dance for a while, retracted his gaze, and continued to walk deeper, to the accommodation area, and to his room. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He opened the door, and there was no one inside. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He stood at the door and thought for a while, then turned around and walked to the door of the chief old man, stretched out his hand and patted it. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

After a while, the old man opened the door, saw him, and laughed: "You are back from the competition? How was the result?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran looked the old man up and down, and found that the old man was seriously injured and had not recovered, so he asked: "How did you get injured?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Oh, a dozen days ago, there was a rebellion in the base, and I was injured when suppressing the rebellion." The old man replied, "Rebellion is a common thing. Those alchemists who can't make pills and want to survive often choose to use force. I'm used to it, because there will be a rebellion every once in a while."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Rebellion..." Qin Ran rumbled, he murmured, "want to survive."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He thought of the Yunlingwen Pill, and the time the saint girl came to him to refine the Yunlingwen Pill was gradually shortened... When the Yunlingwen Pill is taken to the limit, the user will age and die rapidly. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Saint..." He opened his mouth but didn't ask in the end. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He patted the old man's shoulder and said, "Take care of your injuries." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

After that, he activated the identity token and teleported directly to the stone gate. He opened the stone gate, left the base, and flew straight to Yuanlai Tea House. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Pang Xuan was waiting for him at the entrance of the tea house. He walked over and asked, "Is the Saint... still alive?" \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"She died a long time ago." Pang Xuan said, "This rebellion was initiated by her. The rebels can't live." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran thought of the farewell at the seaside again. He thought it was an ordinary farewell, but he didn't expect it to be a farewell forever, a farewell between life and death. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He stood in front of the teahouse for a long time, and finally said to Pang Xuan: "Let's go! Take me to the Seven Islands."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

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