With just this single sentence, Wen Jingshu dispelled eighty percent of Xue Wanshu's doubts.
She knew all too well what kind of person her master was, both in public and in private.
If her master didn't have a favorable impression of Wen Jingshu, and if he hadn't been in a completely relaxed environment, he would never have ruined his own image by asking someone if they played the suona.
Being able to interact with someone at her master's level was enough to prove Wen Jingshu's identity.
Wen Jingshu indeed had no intention of pulling out the disciple token of "Wen Jingshu." After all, "Wen Jingshu" couldn't possibly have any connection to the Pill Sect's Misty Peak.
She still wanted to keep this alter ego of hers under wraps.
Thus, she pulled out another token.
Looking at the token in her hand, Xue Wanshu's knees nearly went weak, and she almost fell to her knees.
“The... Law Enforcement Hall???”
The very Law Enforcement Hall that stood above all the peaks, supervised all disciples, and even commanded respect from the Sect Master?
In that single instant, Xue Wanshu mentally reviewed all of her actions over the past few years.
She hadn't committed any crimes, right? She hadn't slaughtered any innocents, right? She hadn't violated the sect rules, right? She hadn't harmed her fellow disciples, right? No fellow disciples had framed her, right?
This Junior Sister wasn't here to arrest her, was she?! She definitely wasn't here to arrest her!
When Xue Wanshu looked at Wen Jingshu again, her attitude did a complete hundred-and-eighty-degree turn. What cold and aloof female cultivator? What noble and beautiful grace? What did it matter if her cultivation was higher than Wen Jingshu's? Before the absolutely selfless Law Enforcement Hall, she was absolutely nothing!
With a flattering smile plastered on her face, she said, “Junior Sister—no, Little Ancestor, you are my ancestor!”
“What kind of wretched wind blew you to a place like this? Don't you worry! As long as you are in Cangwu City, I, Xue Wanshu, will protect you!”
Zheng Jilin snapped out of his shock as well. He shoved Xue Wanshu aside and also cupped his hands to Wen Jingshu:
“Junior Sister—no, Little Senior Sister! You must have suffered after being inexplicably teleported to this place. Do you still have enough pills on you? This disciple is merely a Mid-Grade Fourth-Rank Alchemist, but if you lack any pills, please just say the word!”
Generally speaking, a sect disciple would only belong to one sect, either as a disciple of the Qingyun Sect or the Pill Sect.
But that was only generally speaking.
Judging by how casually Wen Jingshu had produced two different tokens, she definitely did not fall into the category of “general.”
As for forging the tokens...
The tokens of the Four Great Sects were specially made; it was impossible to forge them. Furthermore, they had to be bound to one's divine sense, and only when the owner channeled their spiritual energy would the token emit a faint glow.
Both tokens she had just pulled out had glowed, which was proof enough that she was indeed their rightful owner!
Coming to her senses, Xue Wanshu quickly squeezed back in and said, “Since you've come to Cangwu Island, Little Junior Sister, please let this Senior Sister host you properly.”
“How is your stay at the Sun family's residence? If you're not happy there, move over to my place! Don't worry, Junior Sister, your Senior Sister will cover all your expenses!”
The shoved-aside Zheng Jilin squeezed in once more and said, “You're a personal disciple; do you even know how to serve someone? Little Senior Sister, I was an inner sect disciple who worked as an alchemy apprentice for fifty years, so I'm used to doing chores. Choose me, let me host you properly!”
“How could a brute like you take care of our delicate Little Junior Sister? Get out of the way, let me do it.”
“Mind your own business! Even if I can't do it myself, can't I just hire two maids to do it?”
“If you hire two, then I'll hire five.”
“I'll hire ten.”
“I'll hire twenty.”
...
Zheng Jilin and Xue Wanshu were both famous figures on Cangwu Island.
Needless to say, as a Mid-Grade Fourth-Rank Alchemist, Zheng Jilin was revered by thousands wherever he went.
As for Xue Wanshu, though she had been on Cangwu Island for a shorter time, her beauty, her mid Golden Core Stage cultivation, and her decisive, ruthless methods had earned her the reputation of a slaughtering god within just half a year of her arrival.
The reason these two had stepped forward to expose her was partly due to the Zhao family secretly instigating them, and partly because they didn't want some cultivator of unknown origins stirring up trouble under the name of their respective sects.
Who would have thought that Wen Jingshu hadn't been lying at all!
Something so absurd was actually true; someone really had the backing of two great sects at the same time!
Zhao Yuansi wiped the sweat from his forehead, deeply afraid that Zheng Jilin and Xue Wanshu would reveal that the Zhao family had egged them on.
Fortunately, the two were now completely focused on competing for the chance to serve Wen Jingshu, leaving him entirely out in the cold.
In the end, Wen Jingshu chose neither and returned to the Sun family residence.
What a joke. She had paid ten Foundation Establishment Pills as lodging fees; there was no reason to leave after staying for just one day.
Outside the gates of the Sun family residence, Zheng Jilin and Xue Wanshu flatteringly escorted Wen Jingshu to the entrance.
Zheng Jilin was from the Pill Sect, so he naturally knew how much weight the Grand Elder of Misty Peak carried. Thus, when Wen Jingshu claimed she was merely an inner sect disciple of Misty Peak...
He didn't believe it for a second!
After all, what kind of inner sect disciple could call a Mahayana Stage cultivator “Uncle”?!
She must have a very deep relationship with Daoist Sovereign Ziyang. Otherwise, their aloof Grand Elder would never have allowed Zhang Moheng to open a spatial node for her.
As for Xue Wanshu...
She didn't care which peak Wen Jingshu belonged to or whose disciple she was. Just the fact that she belonged to the Law Enforcement Hall was enough to make her treat Wen Jingshu with the utmost respect.
After all, the Law Enforcement Hall of the Qingyun Sect reported directly to the Forbidden Land Ancestor!
There were fewer than ten Law Enforcement Hall disciples in each generation, and every single one of them was a genius among geniuses. She had thought her perfect fire spiritual root made her top-tier, yet she didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Law Enforcement Hall.
Yet Wen Jingshu had casually produced a Law Enforcement Hall disciple token!
What did this represent?!
This meant Wen Jingshu's talent was even more monstrous than hers!
Once a disciple entered the Law Enforcement Hall, regardless of whether they had a backer before, they certainly had one now!
The Forbidden Land Ancestor of the Qingyun Sect was their backer!
They had already exchanged transmission stones along the way. Seeing Wen Jingshu about to enter, Xue Wanshu said with a grin:
“Little Junior Sister, call me if anything unexpected comes up.”
Zheng Jilin was merely an alchemy cultivator. Since his cultivation talent and stage weren't as high as Xue Wanshu's, he added somewhat sheepishly:
“Little Senior Sister, although I'm not good at fighting, I have three Nascent Soul Stage Dao protectors with me. If you need anything, I can have them serve you for a few days.”
Xue Wanshu: ?
This damn alchemist was actually cheating so shamelessly.
This was completely unsportsmanlike!
Looking at their passionate expressions, Wen Jingshu suddenly recalled the days when she, as a talisman cultivator, had desperately tried to cling to others' thighs. She couldn't help but smile and say:
“Junior Brother Zheng, Senior Sister Xue, you don't need to be so tense. I'm just passing through and will leave after the beast tide. If there's anything you can't resolve during this time, you can come find me.”
Although she had the lowest cultivation among the three of them, she could guarantee that her overall combat power was the highest!
If nothing else, the talismans given to her by her Second Master, Zhou Fantong, and her four Senior Brothers were enough to blow the Sun family residence to smithereens.
Over twenty thousand talismans was certainly no joke!
Hearing Wen Jingshu's words, Zheng Jilin and Xue Wanshu's admiration practically overflowed.
Was this the natural, easygoing confidence of a disciple from Misty Peak (or the Law Enforcement Hall)?
Even though she was young, why... why did she feel inexplicably reliable?
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