The School Beauty’s Super Rogue

"Of course, I’m touched..."

The old man smiled dotingly, "But Yue’Er, you’ve come out of seclusion early, have you made a breakthrough?"

"Of course!" Ji Yue’Er patted her chest confidently, "Grandpa, don’t worry, my realm is stable this time, and no one can shake my name on the Bright Monument!"

"That’s good, but don’t be arrogant. You must know that other sects are full of talents."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Ji Yue’Er retorted, "Grandpa, I know all the experts from other sects, just those few people! Don’t worry, none of them are my match!"

"Maybe not now, but who knows in the future."

The old man had a mysterious smile on his face.

"Grandpa, do you think those guys can beat me? I don’t believe it."

"Not to mention people from other sects, but in our own sect, there’s a seedling with potential not weaker than yours."

The old man’s words provoked a strong sense of defiance in Ji Yue’Er, "Grandpa, you’re exaggerating again. I know everyone in this sect. Hu Boyong, Zhan Wuji, those guys, they’re strong, but they’re no match for me."

"Hehe, who said it was them?"

The old man’s eyes focused on the path, as if there was still Qin Hao’s figure there, and he said lightly, "The person I’m talking about is an Outer Sect disciple."

"An Outer Sect disciple?"

Ji Yue’Er laughed dismissively, but noticing the old man’s serious expression, she lowered her head and said earnestly, "Grandpa, you’re really not joking."

"What do you think?"

The old man laughed with a hint of impatience.

"What’s the name of this ’genius’ then?"

"I don’t know."

"Don’t know?"

Ji Yue’Er was even more incredulous, just about to laugh when the old man pointed to the ground and said, "Those are his tracks."

Ji Yue’Er looked down carefully and indeed, there were a series of faint footprints on the road.

"Someone really came here?"

This discovery made Ji Yue’Er look surprised.

Despite the fact that grandpa’s retreat place was not far from the road.

In reality, the peripheral of the little building was surrounded by a secret illusion array.

Anyone unaware who accidentally stepped in would just walk in circles under the array’s shifts and couldn’t go deeper.

So, do these footprints mean someone really came through?

"Grandpa, didn’t you deliberately break the array to let someone in?"

Ji Yue’Er remained skeptical.

"Of course not."

The old man nearly puffed his beard, "I say, Yue’Er, why are you so narcissistic? Would I need to deceive you about such a thing!"

"Alright."

Ji Yue’Er accepted the reality that someone entered the little building and felt a wave of surprise.

To know, this array was complex, and ordinary disciples could hardly step in.

Only those with talent and a determined heart could enter.

The person who left the footprints was able to enter, proving his extraordinary talent.

And since grandpa praised him like that, it seems that disciple must be remarkable.

"Grandpa, do you really not know the name of that disciple?"

Ji Yue’Er asked curiously.

The old man said lightly, "I don’t know, but you can inquire. He’s a disciple of Chu the Kid, and the least favored one at that."

"Got it." Ji Yue’Er nodded slightly, thinking she’d inquire about this mysterious disciple as soon as she left.

...

Compared to the peak’s elegance, the Outer Courtyard located midway up the mountain was frankly shabby.

Thatched huts stood all around, the streets were a mix of mud and filth, and the looks of scheming shone in the eyes of the Outer Court disciples along the road.

Qin Hao walked along, thinking he had stumbled into some backward little mundane town.

"I need to get a token first."

Qin Hao muttered as he walked.

The Huashan Sect was so large, with countless ordinary disciples, the token became the main proof of identity.

Qin Hao soon arrived at the yard of the Outer Sect Steward.

So-called stewards were Inner Sect disciples with positions.

They often acted arrogantly, looked down on Outer Court disciples, treating them as slaves.

Qin Hao had just entered and found many Outer Sect disciples standing at the door, all with worried looks.

"Oh, no, today Zhou Bapi is on duty, if I want to take a task it will cost me!"

"Damn! My dorm changed, and I need to apply for a transfer, won’t that cost me even more?"

"What bad luck!"

Passing by them, Qin Hao went to the steward in the hall.

Seeing a name badge saying "Zhou" on his chest, Qin Hao said, "Steward Zhou, I’m new here to get an identity badge."

"Oh." Steward Zhou barely lifted his eyelids, agreeing with a soft grunt, "Where’s the money?"

"Money?"

Qin Hao was initially confused, was this Zhou Bapi openly demanding bribes to this extent?

Recalling the previous disciples’ expressions, he got it.

This Outer Courtyard was even more corrupt than imagined.

Qin Hao deftly reached into his pocket, producing a Golden Pearl into his palm.

This Golden Pearl was one he had casually taken from Wang Xuance earlier, and to think it would be useful now.

"Not bad."

Steward Zhou glanced at the Pearl, satisfied, and took it, nodding, "Bring your master’s recommendation letter."

"Recommendation letter?" Qin Hao was bewildered, "I don’t have that?"

Old Man Chu just kicked him out, how would he give him such a thing?

"What are you doing here without a recommendation letter?"

Steward Zhou’s face showed anger, "Are you playing games? Go on, get out of here."

Onlookers sighed softly.

"Poor kid, lost a Golden Pearl to Zhou Bapi for nothing!"

"Why aren’t you leaving?"

Steward Zhou, seeing Qin Hao unmoved, angrily said.

"Steward Zhou, can you please be kind..." Qin Hao smiled as he spoke, revealing another Golden Pearl in his hand.

"You have more?"

Steward Zhou’s eyes lit up.

He didn’t expect such a rich Outer Sect disciple, his eyes gleamed with greed.

"Steward Zhou, what do you say?"

Qin Hao tossed the Pearl lightly, smiling.

"Hand it over." Steward Zhou immediately gestured.

"What about my identity token?" Qin Hao wasn’t in a rush to hand over the gold.

"Afraid I’ll cheat you?" Anger resurfaced on Steward Zhou’s face.

"Please understand, Steward Zhou, I only have this little gold."

"Hmph!" Steward Zhou almost slapped Qin Hao dead, but with so many people watching, he couldn’t act rashly. So, he snorted, "Write your name and press your fingerprint."

He produced a book and a wooden token.

Qin Hao wrote his name in the book and engraved it on the token’s underside before Steward Zhou said, "This is your token, hand over the gold."

"Alright."

Qin Hao threw the gold over, taking the token and quickly turning away.

"You!"

Steward Zhou didn’t expect Qin Hao to be so brusque, but his target had gone far. He slammed the table in anger, "These newcomers are really out of line, to dare have such an attitude with me, seems like I need to have Li Changqing give him a lesson."

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