Distressed Tang Xiaoyu

The subsequent comparison tests were not interesting at all, because Tang Xiaoyu simply could not see clearly, he could only announce the names of the people who went on stage.

In less than half an hour, Tang Xiaoyu announced: “The sect’s martial arts grand tournament has successfully concluded. The first place is Xiao Yan, second place is Xiao Lan, third Little Ling'er, fourth place Xiao Xue... and the last place is Shi Tou."

"Now, rewards will be given out. Will the top three disciples please come up on stage to receive your rewards.”

Subsequently, Tang Xiaoyu gave 100 taels of silver to the first place, 80 taels to the second place, and 50 taels to the third place. The rest got 10 taels each.

The money was not a lot, but for them, it was a huge sum. After all, their sect master was stingy!

"Your performance today has made me very gratified. You have to keep up the good work and demonstrate the style of our Sanqing Sect, establish our prestige..."

Blah blah blah, he could go on talking for a whole day if you gave him a glass of water.

Due to his dry mouth and throat, Tang Xiaoyu had no choice but to announce: "Dismissed."

Just as he was wondering what to do about the sect while he was away, Zhou Ruiqing came back with the tailored clothes.

"Sect Master, the clothes are ready."

"Good, bring them out quickly and let me try them on."

Wearing the tailored clothes, Tang Xiaoyu was very satisfied, especially with the three big characters on the back, which he liked very much.

"I wonder whose skilled hand wrote these words, the strokes are powerful and vigorous."

Zhou Ruiqing's face was covered in black lines: "Sect Master, this is just the standard official script!"

Tang Xiaoyu was not embarrassed at all. He stroked the eight elegant characters on his chest and was even more satisfied: “These words are beautifully written."

After turning around in a circle, Tang Xiaoyu asked, "What do you think of these clothes?”

Zhou Ruiqing praised: “They look formal, simple, and match the image of our Sanqing Sect very well."

"You have good taste."

"Elder Zhou, what should we do about the sect when we are all away at the Tianxuan Sect?”

"There’s not much happening here, just let the senior disciples keep watch.”

Tang Xiaoyu thought about it and agreed: “You’re right, then that’s what we’ll do.”

“Distribute the clothes to the other disciples! Go get Xiao Yan over randomly."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Soon, Xiao Yan came over. "Brother, what's the matter?"

Tang Xiaoyu handed his clothes to her: "Embroider the words 'Sect Master' in the bottom right corner of the Sanqing Sect logo for me."

"Why?!"

"Because our sect's reputation is very low. This way, people will know our identity. It's the same for me too!"

"So outsiders won't ask: Who is their sect master?"

Xiao Yan suddenly realized: "I see! We thought you were just trying to show off!"

"Now I understand. Leave it to me! I'll have it ready by tomorrow."

"Then I'll have to trouble junior sister."

"Why are you being so polite with me, really!"

Time passed quickly, and it was time to set off.

The group of twelve stood solemnly on the square in their matching outfits.

"Sanqing Sect, victory to the myriad!"

Everyone looked expressionless, but considering their sect master's fragile mind, they still cooperated and shouted: "Victory to the myriad!"

They took Zhou Ruiqing’s flying magic treasure and started heading for the Tianxuan Sect.

"Shi Tou, don't stand so close to me, I can hardly breathe."

"Sect Master, if I don't stay close to you, I'm afraid of falling off!"

With over a dozen people standing on the not so spacious magic treasure, they flew unsteadily.

After three hours, they finally arrived at the Tianxuan Sect’s nearest city: Snow Moon City.

Standing at the city gate and looking at its name, Tang Xiaoyu said: "I guess there must also be a Wind Flower City?"

Zhou Ruiqing asked curiously: “How do you know about that?"

Tang Xiaoyu impatiently said: “Wind, flowers, snow, moon!"

"As expected of our sect master."

Entering the city, there were disciples from various sects everywhere. Tang Xiaoyu planned to find a cheap inn to stay at.

As it turned out, the cheap inns were all fully booked. The expensive ones actually cost spirit stones, which Tang Xiaoyu could not afford.

After leaving an inn, Tang Xiaoyu cursed: “What a lousy place, charging spirit stones just to stay at an inn. Who do you think you are, edged in gold?!"

Zhou Ruiqing interjected: “What they use is far more valuable than gold, by tens of thousands of times over."

Tang Xiaoyu immediately lost any desire to talk.

After searching half the city, they still could not find lodging. Tang Xiaoyu threw the unfinished cake in his hand onto the ground: “Damn it, I’m not staying anywhere anymore. I’ll go buy a house!”

"Littering, penalty one tael."

“I’ll... I’ll pay.”

Seeing the two cultivators with an extraordinary bearing, Tang Xiaoyu knew they must be Tianxuan Sect disciples. He immediately conceded and obediently took out money to pay the fine.

He went to the property office with gnashing teeth.

The houses under several hundred taels were sold out. There were only houses around three thousand taels left. Anything more expensive had various formations installed and could only be purchased with spirit stones.

Tang Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and bought a house for just over three thousand taels.

Holding the property ownership documents, he followed the clerk to his newly purchased property. He gave the clerk ten taels of silver, then opened the main gate.

Walking into the yard, Tang Xiaoyu’s heart was bleeding! Although there were more than ten rooms, it was still not worth over three thousand taels!

"Xiao Yan, take some people to buy cleaning supplies."

"Shi Tou, take some people to buy daily necessities."

"Xiao Lan, take Little Ling'er to buy potted plants and flowers." "Xiao Xue, take Gou Zi and Zhuzi to buy rice, flour, pots, bowls for cooking."

Tang Xiaoyu gave them money: "Go!"

After a group left, Xiao Lan said: “Come on, let’s take a stroll around first.”

Everyone readily agreed: “Sure!”

At this time, a group of people walked over from across the street. At the front was an ordinary-looking woman. Behind her were people in elegant attire with extraordinary bearings. One woman in particular was of unparalleled beauty.

At the very back was a handsome and carefree man who walked with his head down. This person was Wu Hao.

The woman at the front was naturally Lin Qingying, along with Chu Yanran. Why was Wu Hao walking at the back?

It was because he was not as favored by Lin Qingying as the disciples in front of him. If not for needing disciples with sufficient strength, he would not even have come along this time.

Simply put, he was just there to make up the numbers.

Seeing this shabbily dressed group, Lin Qingying and company strode arrogantly past.

Remembering Tang Xiaoyu’s teachings, Xiao Lan and the rest quickly moved aside and greeted respectfully: “Greetings, fellow daoists.”

This took Lin Qingying and company by surprise. The other party were clearly just children, yet they behaved with more manners.

Lin Qingying gave a faint smile and nodded in response. Except for Chu Yanran and Wu Hao, the others also smiled and nodded back.

Seeing the reactions of Chu Yanran and Wu Hao, Lin Qingying decided not to bring these two disgraces along ever again, not even her niece.

When Xiao Lan and the others were leaving, they saw the three big words on their backs: Sanqing Sect.

"Yanran, have you heard of this sect before?"

"No."

Lin Qingying looked towards the other disciples. One of them immediately came forward to explain: "According to what I have learned these past days, this Sanqing Sect is a third-rate sect in the capital city. Their reputation there is bad. They often coerce people into joining their sect."

"Not bad. Wu Hao, Yanran, you should learn more from your junior brothers."

The two gnashed their teeth but could only acquiesce.