"You… Hmph! Do you think Senior Sister Xiao Yue will believe you? Out of so many people, everyone else is fine, but you’re the only one with a problem?" The attendant disciple narrowed his eyes, his gaze growing increasingly hostile.

  "Do you really think that if Senior Sister Xiao Yue starts asking questions, the others will still keep quiet?" Su Shier grinned, his eyes sweeping over the other disciples before he turned and walked straight out the door.

  In the courtyard, the others also brightened up, their hearts stirred.

  Losing several pills for no reason had left everyone feeling unhappy.

  However, none of them had the courage to speak up like Su Shier. But if Su Shier took the lead, they wouldn’t mind adding their voices to the matter.

  The attendant disciple noticed the reactions of the others and felt a pang of unease in his heart.

  Xiao Yue was known for her integrity and kindness, and as the granddaughter of the peak master, she held a special status on Luofu Peak. If this matter reached her ears, his days would become much harder.

  "Alright, let’s talk this out properly! Here’s a bottle of pills for you!" Gring at Su Shier with resentment, the attendant disciple decided it was better to settle the matter quietly. If this escated, it wouldn’t do him any good. With that in mind, he pulled out a bottle of pills and tossed it to Su Shier.

  Su Shier frowned, opened the bottle, and gnced inside. Seeing only ten pills, he snorted coldly. "Only ten?"

  "Kid, these are ten high-grade pills. Don’t say thirty—this is equivalent to fifty low-grade pills!" the attendant disciple said irritably, putting on an expression of having suffered a great loss. However, a glint of malice flickered in his eyes.

  Hmph, let this brat hold onto them for now. Once we’re out of the pill hall, I’ll show him what’s what.

  "If I remember correctly, the sect rules clearly state that each new disciple is entitled to three bottles, or thirty Peiyuan Pills, every year!" Su Shier retorted coldly, staring at the other party without backing down.

  He didn’t know what the other party was thinking, but his instincts told him that the attendant’s quick compliance wasn’t a good sign.

  After weighing the situation, Su Shier felt that the attendant’s strength wasn’t particurly formidable, so he rexed a bit.

  For him, with the mysterious alchemy furnace in his possession, the quality of the pills wasn’t important—quantity was the key.

  "Kid, don’t push your luck!" The attendant disciple gred at Su Shier, flipping the table in front of him in a fit of rage.

  He just wanted to get rid of Su Shier for now and settle the score ter. Unfortunately, the extra pills had already been secretly sold off by him. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have resorted to using defective pills to make up the numbers.

  "Push my luck? I’m just asking for what I’m owed! If you’re not willing to give it, then let’s have Senior Sister Xiao Yue talk to you about it!"

  Su Shier sneered, speaking without hesitation. After saying this, he pocketed the defective pills and the bottle of high-grade pills, then walked straight out the door.

  Seeing this, the attendant disciple was unwilling to let him go. He gred at Su Shier, his furious gaze practically wanting to devour him.

  "Kid, since you’re asking for death, don’t bme me for being ruthless!"

  "Today, I’ll show you what a cultivator’s strength really is!"

  The attendant disciple spoke word by word, his voice filled with hatred. At the same time, he mobilized the thin spiritual energy within his body, his hands quickly forming a series of hand seals.

  In the next moment, a fist-sized fireball appeared in front of him.

  "Go!"

  With a low grunt, the attendant disciple channeled his spiritual energy, and the fireball shot toward Su Shier’s back, trailing a long tail of fmes.

  This level of attack wasn’t enough to kill, but it could certainly cause serious injury.

  The attendant disciple narrowed his eyes, a cold smile curling on his lips.

  After all, I’m a first-level Qi Refining cultivator. Dealing with a brat who’s been here less than half a year should be a piece of cake.

  "Is this the fire control technique recorded in the books? It’s simply incredible! That little beggar is done for!"

  "Serves him right! The senior brother already gave him ten high-grade pills, but he still wasn’t satisfied!"

  "Thank goodness I didn’t provoke that senior brother earlier, or I’d be finished now!"

  …

  Watching the fireball streak through the air, the expressions of everyone in the courtyard changed drastically. They had only just learned basic reading and writing and hadn’t even started proper cultivation yet.

  To them, the attendant disciple’s technique was nothing short of a divine ability.

  In the next second, their gazes fell on Su Shier, their eyes filled with pity, while inwardly, they felt a sense of relief.

  Although Su Shier had his back turned, he had been on guard the entire time.

  Hearing the commotion, the spiritual energy within his body surged.

  As he turned around, he saw the fireball hurtling toward him. Without hesitation, his hands formed a series of seals.

  "Summon the Wind! Go!"

  Su Shier spoke calmly, and a fierce gust of wind suddenly appeared.

  The wind howled as it rushed toward the attendant disciple, meeting the fireball mid-air.

  "Bang!"

  With a dull thud, the fireball was blown apart by the wind, scattering into a shower of sparks that were swept back by the wind, raining down on the attendant disciple.

  "What?!"

  This scene left everyone in the courtyard gasping in shock and disbelief.

  Especially Zhu Hanwei and the other two who had come with Su Shier—they were utterly dumbfounded.

  Half a year ago, they had all been on the same starting line. But now, Su Shier had become this powerful?

  "Impossible! You… you’re actually a Qi Refining cultivator?!"

  The attendant disciple’s eyes widened in shock and fear.

  Although he was a first-level Qi Refining cultivator, he had neglected his training and was only half-skilled in controlling spells.

  Before he could react, the scattered sparks burned his face, leaving it covered in blisters. The fierce wind then sent him flying, smming him into a rge pilr behind him.

  "Hmph, weren’t you going to show me a cultivator’s strength? Is this all you’ve got?"

  Su Shier snorted coldly, his hands continuing to form seals. A fist-sized fireball appeared in the air, dancing lightly and radiating intense heat. Compared to the fireball the attendant disciple had conjured earlier, this one was far more solid.

  "Senior Brother Shier, please spare me! I was wrong! I’ll make up the Peiyuan Pills I owe you!" The attendant disciple, seeing this, turned pale with fear. Before Su Shier could act, he dropped to his knees, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

  In the world of cultivation, strength determined hierarchy. Titles among cultivators weren’t based on age or seniority but purely on power.

  If a disciple’s cultivation surpassed their master’s, they would address each other as brothers. If the gap was even wider, the stronger party would be addressed as an elder. It wasn’t uncommon for roles to even reverse, with the disciple becoming the master.

  This information was outlined in the sect rules, so Su Shier wasn’t surprised.

  "Where are the pills?" Su Shier didn’t actually intend to kill him. Dispelling the spell, he asked coldly.

  "I really don’t have the pills right now!" The attendant disciple cried, his face a picture of misery. Seeing Su Shier about to cast another spell, he hurriedly shouted,

  "Wait, Senior Brother, don’t be rash! I just don’t have them at the moment. Give me ten days, and I’ll personally deliver them to the defective pill room. I promise they’ll all be high-grade Peiyuan Pills, and I’ll give you an extra ten as an apology."

  "You’re being this generous?" Su Shier narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the other party with suspicion.

  The attendant’s sudden change in attitude made him feel uneasy.

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