Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 312 Leaving the Sect

第 312

Seeing Gu Lang's high spirits, Zhu Wuyao didn't feel disappointed.

But I still asked one question—

When does this competition start?

Gu Lang snapped his fan shut with a "whoosh" and said:

"So, has the next chapter of 'The Real and Fake Heiress' been written yet? Of course, we need to have more content before holding the competition!"

"Miss Zhu, you won't have come all this way for nothing. Hurry up and hand over the manuscript so I can take a look!"

Zhu Wuyao immediately took out the manuscript and said:

"This is the sequel to 'The Real and Fake Heiress,' while this one is a new story based on the Dao. It's best to stagger them."

She was about to explain her plan to promote herself, but with the draft in front of her, Gu Lang couldn't listen to any of it.

He immediately picked up on the follow-up to the story of the real and fake heiresses and started watching with great interest.

After watching the story of the real and fake heiress, he wanted to read the new story of "Youdaoshi" again, but Zhu Wuyao intervened and stopped him.

Over the years, Gu Lang's cultivation has also improved.

It is currently in the middle stage of foundation building.

Seeing Zhu Wuyao's cultivation level, he immediately sighed:

"As expected of 'Autumn Leaves Inviting the Autumn'—she stirred up a massive wave with just one visit to the Star-Picking Tower!"

Zhu Wuyao was slightly surprised and asked:

"Has news of the Star-Picking Tower already spread?"

"More than that!" Gu Lang continued.

"Other sects probably already know about your affairs. They're just too dramatic and full of twists and turns, making them as exciting as a storybook!"

"Speaking of which... Miss Zhu, there's something I'd like to discuss with you. Could this matter be published in 'Ten Thousand Book Reviews'?"

Gu Lang's idea is understandable.

First of all, although this involves the cultivation world, it is not something that is taboo or unspeakable.

Secondly, the story is compelling enough that, if told truthfully, it would generate a great deal of discussion even in the mortal realm, making it a suitable first step in crossing over into a new field.

Finally, I wish Wuyao to get acquainted with their Ink Trace Bookstore!

If there are any needs, it's relatively easy to discuss them. For example, as long as it doesn't deviate from the facts, it's acceptable to slightly embellish or beautify the narrative, which can be considered a mutually beneficial arrangement.

It all depends on whether Zhu Wuyao wants to use this to gain fame.

Zhu Wuyao was originally a rather low-key person.

But now, she can't keep a low profile any longer, even if she wants to. This matter is too exciting and has already spread far and wide. Even without the help of "Ten Thousand Book Reviews", it couldn't withstand the word-of-mouth spread.

In the end, who knows how it will be circulated?

Zhu Wuyao dared not underestimate the power of rumors.

Rather than letting rumors spread and end up being distorted into something unpredictable, it's better to proactively define the nature of the matter first.

Thinking of this, she wanted to nod directly, but paused before saying:

"You have to pay more!"

"No problem, I'll pay you with spirit stones this time!"

After all, this is a matter concerning the cultivation world, so settling the bill with silver would be inappropriate.

After explaining everything, Zhu Wuyao got up and left.

As I walked to the door, I heard Gu Lang call out:

"Congratulations, girl!"

Seeing that Zhu Wuyao had stopped, Gu Lang hesitated for a moment before continuing:

"Over the years, I have also wandered around and have not seen the whereabouts of my old friends."

Zhu Wuyao understood the reminder in Gu Lang's words; it was a very subtle way of reminding her not to forget her old friend.

It was she who told Gu Lang that they would meet again sooner or later.

But she disappeared for thirteen years without a trace. Now that she has returned safely, it is fortunate, but it is hard not to have doubts... Does she still remember her promise?

Zhu Wuyao said:

"As soon as possible."

Then he continued walking forward without looking back.

In truth, she didn't know how to find her. Perhaps it was true, as Master Fang said, that "every step I take is bringing me closer to her." Perhaps she would search in vain and rely solely on fate.

But she really needs to speed things up.

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To everyone's surprise, even now, Sect Leader Fang still avoids us!

Zhu Wuyao was slightly annoyed; this was really unfair.

I just want to know the exact time, but I don't want to ask anything that might put me in an awkward position!

It's important to understand that the "recent period" in the cultivation world and the "recent period" in the mortal world may be vastly different in terms of their specific concept of time.

The former might take several years.

The latter might take several months.

If we consider a year as the time span, she can go out for a stroll first and then come back. That should be enough time. There shouldn't be anything in the near future that could give Shen Xun any momentum.

If it were within the next month or two, she would wait and feel more at ease once this matter was resolved.

But the Star-Picking Tower didn't even give an exact time.

Looking back now, even the news of the "selection of personal disciples" was always just rumors and gossip, and Zhaixinglou never gave any definite answer.

Maybe it's just to muddy the waters and get her and Shen Xun to fight.

Thinking of this, Zhu Wuyao couldn't sit still any longer.

She returned to her small courtyard and began packing her things.

After packing her bags, Zhu Wuyao arrived at Xiao Qingyu's courtyard.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Give me money!"

After those two words were spoken, there was a moment of silence inside the door, then it opened and invited Zhu Wuyao to come in for a chat.

Zhu Wuyao stepped in without the slightest fear.

Xiao Qingyu was standing in the middle of the courtyard. When she saw someone approaching, she was somewhat speechless, and finally asked:

"Don't you care about dignity at all?"

Ha! I'm about to leave the sect!

Why bother with the bonds of friendship and dignity among fellow disciples?

Perhaps in a few years, I will return with my strength greatly enhanced.

At that point, there will be even less need to consider the propriety between fellow disciples.

Only after Xiao Qingyu said this did she notice the baggage behind Zhu Wuyao and asked:

"What are you doing?"

"Leaving the sect."

"True heartbreak often ends without a word, while grand gestures usually indicate an attempt to persuade someone to stay."

Because—we are cultivators.

Cultivators have storage bags.

"Enough with your nonsense. I'm leaving the sect. Hand over the spirit stones, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

"It looks like you're trying to extort money."

Zhu Wuyao looked at him with a hint of surprise.

if not?

Am I trying to negotiate a business deal with you in a polite and courteous manner?

You're not blind, are you?

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Wuyao finally understood—it was like the knife wasn't at his throat.

She stretched out her right hand, and the bladeless sword appeared.

"Give me the amount you've collected."

"Zhu Wuyao, don't go too far. Zhaixing Tower will not tolerate your insolence!"

Upon hearing this, a line from a movie suddenly popped into Zhu Wuyao's mind—

"I've already been presumptuous enough many times, even though I haven't been allowed to."

Suppressing the instinct to blurt out those words, Zhu Wuyao raised his sword, the bladeless blade pointing directly at Xiao Qingyu.

"Pay spirit stones, or you will never be able to step out of the Star-Picking Tower in your entire life."

She knew that Xiao Qingyu was a respectable person.

It's even too dignified.

They certainly wouldn't shout for help.

But this didn't escape the notice of the person in charge of the Star-Picking Tower. Today, she would either bully Xiao Qingyu and leave the sect, or she would lure out someone who could give her a definite answer!