Chapter 82: As It Turns Out, Don’t Talk Big

For Hong Chen Ru Meng’s offensive behavior, Shen Qingqing only furrowed her brows slightly and didn’t bother to argue with her.

In front of outsiders, she was the gentle, understanding big sister.

Her image couldn’t be ruined.

Most importantly, this little girl from Shence was Xiaoyan’s friend.

“Hong Chen Ru Meng?”

Does the Song Dynasty even have a surname like Hong Chen?

A fleeting doubt passed through Shen Qingqing’s mind.

One after another, the names were so strange—not just in other sects, even the new disciples of the Tianxiang Sect had many peculiar names.

Names like Big Boobs Fierce, I’m the Scenery Gang, and so on.

She really couldn’t understand what kind of parents would come up with such names.

“Sister Shen, let me introduce you. This is Liu Yue, the senior disciple of Zhenwu, a disciple of Six Paths’ Shence; and this is Mu Qingxue.”

When Chen Xiaoyan mentioned Mu Qingxue, he suddenly remembered something, and a mischievous glint flashed across his eyes.

“Sister Shen, Mu Qingxue is the disciple of Elder Sword Immortal Zi.”

Upon hearing the name Sword Immortal Zi, Shen Qingqing’s expression grew somewhat unnatural, but she concealed it well enough that no one noticed.

Then, Shen Qingqing took out a sky-blue long sword from her small pouch.

“So, a disciple of Little Dust. I am an old acquaintance of your master. I’ll gift you this Liufeng Sword.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she flicked her pinky.

The Liufeng Sword shot out like an arrow released from a bow, flying toward Mu Qingxue.

Though fast, it lacked power, and Mu Qingxue caught it with one hand.

[Liufeng Sword (Can Be Enhanced): Normal Attack Speed +8%, Movement Speed +8%]

Mu Qingxue’s eyes brightened—another weapon that could be enhanced.

Although its stats were slightly worse than the Qinghong Sword, that sword didn’t belong to her.

So, holding the sword in her left hand, she cupped her fists with both hands and said, “Qingxue thanks Deputy Sect Master Shen for the gift of the sword.”

“No need to mention it; just returning a favor,” Shen Qingqing waved her hand casually.

Back then, Little Dust had given Xiaoyan and the others life-saving talismans, so it would be somewhat inappropriate not to respond when seeing his disciple.

“Qingxue, congratulations on snagging a free piece of equipment.”

Chen Xiaoyan stared eagerly at the Liufeng Sword in Mu Qingxue’s hands.

Seeing how happy she looked, practically ready to jump with joy, he knew this weapon’s attributes weren’t low.

This made Chen Xiaoyan very envious—he even felt a little sour.

He had known her first but had never been gifted any equipment.

However, that jealousy quickly faded.

Not to mention anything else, just the divine skills Shen Qingqing had given were incomparable to a mere Liufeng Sword.

Besides, Chen Xiaoyan guessed the real reason she gave Mu Qingxue the sword.

It was because of that white-haired fellow’s situation.

Mu Qingxue caressed the Liufeng Sword blissfully, not wanting to speak.

In this brief moment, the sword was her treasure.

Getting a piece of equipment was no easy feat, let alone one suited to her.

“Congratulations to the great Qingxue on receiving an SSS weapon, the Liufeng Sword! Big brother, can I touch your big sword… hey hey? Six Paths, don’t pull me away!”

Hong Chen Ru Meng jumped out to show off, but before she got far, Six Paths dragged her back.

Six Paths looked apologetic toward everyone.

“Sorry.”

This made the rest of the team even more certain that these two were a pair.

“Having connections really makes a difference,” Chong Chong muttered quietly, pouting.

“Our lovely Chong Chong is jealous?”

Chen Xiaoyan teased, nudging her with his elbow.

“No, I can’t use the Liufeng Sword anyway, so why be jealous?”

“Really?” Chen Xiaoyan looked at Chong Chong suspiciously, trying to find a crack in her expression.

But after watching for a long time, she maintained a calm and unbothered look.

Right now, equipment with stats was highly sought after—even if she didn’t use it, selling it would bring in a huge income.

Getting a huge sum of money for free—being jealous was only natural, nothing to hide.

“Of course, it’s true.”

“You naughty little girl.”

“Xiaoyan-jie wants to bully me again, doesn’t she?”

Chong Chong pursed her lips and glared angrily at Chen Xiaoyan.

“No no, just kidding…”

Before she could finish, several coughs came from nearby.

“Ahem.”

Shen Qingqing glanced at Chong Chong with suspicion flickering in her eyes.

“Chong Chong, how has your cultivation been progressing recently?”

At those words, not only did Chong Chong flinch, but Chen Xiaoyan also tensed up, feeling nervous.

The scene resembled a homeroom teacher spot-checking homework.

“Deputy Sect Master Sister, my cultivation has been fine recently,” Chong Chong lowered her head and softened her tone.

She felt Shen Qingqing’s gaze was cold.

“Cultivation depends on diligent practice; you must not slack off.”

Chong Chong cupped her fists and replied, “Disciple understands.”

“Mm, Xiaoyan.”

“Yes, disciple is here.”

Chen Xiaoyan panicked slightly.

Could it be a spot-check on her too?

But her strength was still number one in Tianxiang, right?

Emmm—

Though that wasn’t really something to boast about—with these divine skills, even a pig with a new head could become first.

“Take Sister to check out the dungeon.”

Chen Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief.

“Alright.”

Watching the two walk toward the barrier, Chong Chong really wanted to flip Shen Qingqing the finger to show her displeasure.

Look at that gentle tone—where’s your previous strictness?

She really was someone else’s child.

The status gap was just too obvious.

Sigh, blue and fragrant mushroom.

More and more people gathered outside the dungeon, with players constantly arriving, including some below level twenty.

Someone posted about Noc entering the dungeon in the world channel, and soon a crowd of onlookers flooded into Jinyang County.

Huaguo people—wherever there’s excitement, there are always bystanders ready to watch.

“NPC, where’s the NPC?”

“Why can’t I see anyone? Could it be fake news again?”

“I see her, she’s at the dungeon’s teleportation circle. It’s the Tianxiang Sect’s Deputy Sect Master Shen Qingqing—my wife!”

“Hey brother, when you drink, maybe eat an extra peanut. No need to get that drunk.”

“I have to say, Shen Qingqing’s figure is truly top-notch. I’m excited just looking.”

“What kind of excitement is that?”

“Qingfeng Girl here—stinky men, scram!!!”

“No ID above her head, so she really is an NPC.”

“I thought she was a minor character, didn’t expect her to be a big shot.”

“This is like a big girl riding a bridal sedan chair—it’s truly a first.”

“What’s the NPC doing at the teleport circle? Is she about to enter the dungeon?”

“Guys, this is a historic moment!”

Hundreds, even thousands of players swarmed over, eager to witness this celestial miracle.

At this moment, Shen Qingqing’s face was grim.

Not because of the crowd watching, but because she keenly heard lewd words directed at her from the crowd.

And there were quite a few.

A proud sect disciple reduced to this level of filth.

“Outrageous!”

“Sister Shen, what’s wrong? Should I drive them away?”

Chen Xiaoyan saw Shen Qingqing suddenly flare up and thought she didn’t like being watched.

Shen Qingqing raised her hand to stop Chen Xiaoyan.

Her right hand slowly extended, palm glowing with pink spiritual energy as wild and stormy as its owner.

She stepped forward.

At that moment, immense spiritual pressure instantly slammed down on the dozen or so people.

They were the players who had been spouting nonsense about Shen Qingqing, including a female player.

Shen Qingqing skillfully avoided the others, targeting only them.

Her mastery of spiritual power had clearly reached a peerless level.

Those dozen players were crushed as if under Mount Tai, pinned so tightly to the ground they couldn’t move an inch.

“Speak recklessly, and disaster will befall you.”