Chapter 8: Spirit Pavilion, Arrogant Jiang Ren (1/2)

Within Hermit Valley, not only did tens of thousands of loose cultivators reside, but many major sects also stationed there.

After all, with such a large number of loose cultivators, many had unfathomable cultivation levels and could very well be reclusive experts. The major sects also wanted to recruit them.

Spirit Pavilion was a medium-sized sect with disciples stationed in Hermit Valley. The cultivators of Spirit Pavilion were not skilled in offensive slaughtering but specialized in the creation of formations.

They observed the spiritual mechanisms of heaven and earth for their own use.

Cultivators within Hermit Valley could exchange spirit stones for the formations they desired or could choose to join the sect, leaving Hermit Valley to become disciples and enjoy cultivation resources.

Although lacking spirit stones, Ning Wuxie planned to inquire about the situation before making any decisions.

Worried about Xuan’er being home alone, Ning Wuxie brought her to a courtyard in the Immortal Hidden Area of Hermit Valley.

“Junior Ning Wuxie requests to see the elder stationed at Spirit Pavilion.” Ning Wuxie stood outside the door, respectfully announcing his presence.

“Come in…” A round, long, and aged voice came from within the courtyard. Although the aura was not overpowering, the spiritual power contained within was immensely strong.

Ning Wuxie was startled, realizing that a powerful figure was indeed present in this small courtyard.

“Thank you, senior.” Ning Wuxie bowed again in gratitude and led Xuan’er through the courtyard door.

“Backyard…” The aged voice reminded once more.

Ning Wuxie proceeded inside, passing through many halls, and discovered that the courtyard was surprisingly deep. He picked up Xuan’er and arrived at the backyard.

Under a giant phoenix tree, an old man in a black robe lay on a rattan chair, while a young cultivator dressed in elegant robes sat on a stone bench beside him.

Ning Wuxie approached, but before he could pay his respects, he heard the young cultivator mockingly say, “Refining Qi?”

“A mere Refining Qi, what are you doing at Spirit Pavilion?”

“Brought along a little burden.” He glanced at Xuan’er beside Ning Wuxie, seemingly displeased with the interruption.

Xuan’er’s delicate face turned cold as she shot him a hostile glare, squeezing Ning Wuxie’s hand slightly.

Ning Wuxie was not surprised by the man’s inexplicable hostility.

Hermit Valley was filled with loose cultivators who did not know each other. There was no friendship, and they had to be wary of one another, much like in the martial world.

In a typical sect, even if cultivation was poor, there would be some consideration for face, but here, the strong bullied the weak as a common occurrence.

Ning Wuxie ignored him and bowed to the old man on the rattan chair, saying, “Junior Ning Wuxie pays respects to the elder.”

The elder nodded, and Ning Wuxie stood up, no longer speaking.

“Why does a Refining Qi cultivator not pay respects to me?!”

The young cultivator, Jiang Ren, waited for a while but did not receive Ning Wuxie’s greeting!

His eyebrows shot up, and he glared, reprimanding loudly.

“Just didn’t want to greet you.” Ning Wuxie replied indifferently.

“?!” Jiang Ren was once again astonished.

“Felt like you lacked quality.”

“Bullshit!” Jiang Ren stood up abruptly.

“You probably don’t know my name, Jiang Ren. Do you know who I am?”

“Don’t know, and don’t want to know.”

Ning Wuxie showed some impatience, as if the person before him was an insignificant lackey not worth remembering.

“You!” Jiang Ren’s face turned red, his body trembling as he struggled to speak.

A mere Refining Qi cultivator actually dared to be so disrespectful!

He had just broken through to Core Formation yesterday and had hurriedly come to Elder Xuanji to request the precious sword formation from Spirit Pavilion.

However, despite his high hopes, Elder Xuanji refused to give it to him, leaving him with a belly full of anger.

Seeing a Refining Qi cultivator arrive, he was eager to vent all his frustrations on him.

But this little Refining Qi cultivator actually had such a hard backbone, daring to confront him!

“Alright, alright, Jiang Ren, don’t make things difficult for the junior. You should back off.”

The old man on the rattan chair intervened to mediate.

When Jiang Ren had pressed Ning Wuxie earlier, a hint of displeasure had appeared in his eyes. Later, seeing Ning Wuxie remain calm and composed, completely disregarding Jiang Ren, he couldn’t help but feel amused.

This young man was quite interesting.

But on the surface, he maintained his composure and did not show it.

Hearing his words, Jiang Ren was taken aback and quickly changed to a respectful expression.

“Then Elder Xuanji, regarding my Heavenly Heart Sword Formation…”

“The Heavenly Heart Sword Formation is precious and cannot be decided upon at this moment. Your spirit stones may be sufficient, but your cultivation is still too weak to exert its full power. Holding it would be a waste.”

Elder Xuanji half-refused Jiang Ren in a polite yet firm manner.

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