Supreme Emperor of Swords

She didn’t care about money at all, but she cared about Ding Hao’s so-called “bizarre” thoughts. For an elixir pharmacist, those subversive ideas were simply poisons. Once poisoned, she would never be able to be cured.

Slightly silent for a moment, Ximen Qianxue nodded, “Well, then wait for the news.”

After that, she looked at the sky outside the window, and the sun was about to set, the twilight came, and the light in the room became dark.

Ding Hao got what she meant and took his leave.

It was really not suitable for a lonely man and woman to stay in one room as it was getting dark.

“I will see you out.” Ximen Qianxue followed him.

Opening the cabin door, Ding Hao was in a good mood.

He thought in his mind that he had achieved his purpose this time. Ximen Qianxue was a little genius of elixir in the sect. It was very proper to take advantage of her as a shield in the early stage. Except for the complete version of Qi-Drawing Pill, Ding Hao still had some perfect subversive elixir with a value above the Qi-Drawing Pill, and he needed to release it gradually.

This was one of his long-established plans.

Grabbing the first bucket of gold through elixir, he was able to support his cultivation.

With the perfect partner Ximen Qianxue, Ding Hao did not have to worry about the turmoil caused by these elixirs, which would affect his cultivation. Moreover, this protection had no slightest disadvantage for Ximen Qianxue, it could help her not only develop her reputation as a beautiful girl and a genius of elixir, but also open up her vision and insights on the immortality pills and spiritual grass.

Out of the cabin, Ding Hao took a breath of fresh air and felt relaxed.

Ximen Qianxue stood quietly behind Ding Hao with a bit complex expression.

Looking at Ding Hao’s back, she appeared to be calm, but in fact, in her heart, she was extremely curious about this boy. It seemed not to be surprising even any miracle happened to him. If it were someone else, she would definitely get the root of things, but in the temperament, she was freezing. Otherwise, it would not be so easy to agree to Ding Hao’s conditions, and even without bargaining.

This might be the main reason why Ding Hao chose her.

A breeze was blowing, brushing their long hair and sweeping past their faces, and the faint fragrance of herbs and earth was surging in the air.

This was a beautiful late autumn night, quiet and pure.

However, just then.

“Bad boy, who are you, why are you coming out of Junior Sister Qianxue’s room? What did you do fucking inside?” A harsh sound came from the front with no disguise of questioning in the tone.

Ding Hao raised his head.

Ding Hao saw five young men at the age of 17 or 18 years old dressing in robes of the inside disciples in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. They walked out of bushes in the distance.

The crowd was headed by a young man with the chunky figure like a poorly-developed big wax gourd. His greasy hair was slightly hanging loose with a pan-like big face, red pimples scattering in twos and threes, double chins, acne rosacea, and small eyes. With reddened eyes, he looked at Ding Hao fiercely.

These five people seemed to have some scruples and did not break into the small herb garden, but they blocked Ding Hao’s way in a fan-shaped manner for fear of Ding Hao’s escape.

Hey, what’s wrong?

Junior Sister Qianxue?

Ding Hao looked puzzled at Ximen Qianxue.

Unexpectedly Ximen Qianxue was remarkably calm as if she neither saw these people at all nor hear his greeting “Junior Sister Qianxue”. She nodded to Ding Hao, without saying anything, then she turned and entered her cabin, and gently closed the door.

“Hey? Junior Sister Qianxue? Don’t go… huh?” The big wax gourd lifted his hand, stammering, and looked disappointed.

At this time Ding Hao got to know what was going on.

This big was gourd must be the pursuer of Ximen Qianxue. Since he called her Junior Sister, they should be disciples of the same generation in the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. As he had been promoted to be in the inner core, his Kung Fu might be not weak.

But this guy’s appearance was really playful, how dared he to court Ximen Qianxue, such a beauty like a lotus flower. His courage was commendable.

Ding Hao nodded. “This is normal, just as I thought, the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect is not an ancient sect of abandoning human lust. How can a great delicate beauty like the teacher Ximen Qianxue not have pursuers? Now finally came one, but this quality is too poor.”

Thinking of this, Ding Hao’s face could not help but show a smile.

“Hey, stinky boy, what the hell are you laughing at? Get out for me. You actually entered Qianxue’s boudoir, and you are finished, I will beat you to shit today.” It seemed that the wax gourd was ready to take his anger of the cold-shoulder treatment out on Ding Hao.

“Hey, I think you made a mistake. I am only a disciple of Ms. Ximen.” Ding Hao smiled.

“Disciple?” The wax gourd yelled. “You are a student of Junior Sister Qianxue? Oh, it looks like that you are a nominal disciple? Aha, I understand a bit that you should be very talented in the elixir. Otherwise, Junior Sister Qianxue will not take you to the herbs garden… oh? So I am wrong with you?”

Some anger and coziness on the wax gourd’s face disappeared.

Ding Hao rubbed his forehead, and he found that this dwarf wax gourd’s brain seemed not to work correctly.

Ding Hao did not know why, at this moment, he suddenly felt that this wax gourd seemed not to be the kind of evil guy, and he was a little cute.

“Senior Brother Elegant, don’t listen to this kid, how can a nominal disciple run into the boudoir?”

“Yes, Senior Brother Elegant, don’t be fooled by this kid!”

“In any case, nobody should be unforgivable if he enters Junior Sister Qianxue’s boudoir. Let’s beat him first!”

Other four inside disciples who followed the dwarf wax gourd spared no effort to stir up trouble.

Ding Hao was a little confused. He thought that these five people were a group, but now from their expressions, he found that they were obviously just lookers-on and ill-wishers. They didn’t have much respect for the dwarf wax gourd, and more likely they could not wait but get him into trouble.

“Yes, you are right.” The dwarf wax gourd patted his forehead, changed his mind, suddenly became angry, looked at Ding Hao, and shouted, “You, I am almost cheated by you, get out for me, I, Elegant Wang must beat you to shit.”

Plop!

Ding Hao almost laughed loudly.

Elegant Wang?

Is this dwarf wax gourd named Elegant Wang?

His father was courageous when he gave him such a name.

However, this Elegant Wang’s brain seemed not to work correctly, he quickly got surprised and frightened, did he miss a few buttons?

“Laughed, he is laughing again. Look, Senior Brother Elegant, he is laughing, and obviously he looks down up you.”

“This guy was laughing at you, Senior Brother Elegant, we don’t know how you think about it, and we can not stand it anymore.”

Four people beside him, with a wicked smile, were looking at Ding Hao as ill-wishers. They spared no effort to stir up troubles and fan up to its flames with a sinister smile.