The Demon Lord clinked cups with Qinchuan.
The wine was good wine, the food was good food, but the man was the man that she could not forget the most.
Qinchuan ate very little and very slowly. He spent the majority of his time watching the Demon Lord eat. She ate very elegantly, even though the food was delicious. She did not eat slowly, did not deliberately do anything, but looked elegant.
"What are you looking at?" The Demon Lord felt somewhat uncomfortable under Qinchuan's stare.
Qinchuan smiled. "After all these years, have you not found a man you like?"
Qinchuan felt that he had said something wrong and gave an awkward smile.
"Do you really hope that I can find a man?" the Demon Lord indifferently said, but his beautiful eyes were fixed on Qinchuan.
"I hope that you will never get married …" Qinchuan awkwardly said.
The Demon Lord laughed at Qinchuan's words. "Is there anyone as vicious as you? Do you want me to grow old alone, to have no one to rely on? "
At this point, the Demon Lord recalled his past, and his gaze on Qinchuan grew even gentler. If not for this man, he really would have grown old alone, truly would have had no one to rely on, and died in loneliness.
But this fellow did not even have a place for him in his heart, which made him extremely vexed. Just how was he lacking? He had even been kissed by him, so why did he not have him in his heart?
Thinking of this, she felt a wave of sadness in her heart, and her gaze towards Qin Chuan became resentful.
Qinchuan sensed that the Demon Lord had some feelings for him, but when he had hugged her, she had been indifferent. He didn't know what to say, nor did he know what to say. The two of them felt as if they could not be cut.
"Qinchuan, thank you for dinner." The Demon Lord stood up. She needed to go back and calm down. His mind was in a mess.
"Elder Sister, there's no need to be so polite," Qinchuan said.
Qinchuan sent the Demon Lord out of the courtyard.
The moonlight was like water, all things silent. The night was slightly chilly, and a majestic breeze ruffled the Demon Lord's hair, adding to her charm and allure.
She turned around to look at Qinchuan, and then gently lowered her head. Her eyelashes trembled, and the rims of her eyes reddened. She sighed softly and turned to leave.
Qinchuan felt a little suffocated in his heart. He didn't know why, but he felt a little heartache when he hugged her and saw her in her previous state.
The Demon Lord had already left, and Qinchuan watched her figure vanish into the distance.
Sighing, he returned to his room and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
He might as well study talismans.
When one was in a bad mood, sometimes other things would go smoothly. Qinchuan's progress with the talisman was very smooth at this time. Things that used to be a little strenuous were now advancing smoothly.
Gradually, Qinchuan seemed to enter a state of oblivion, forgetting the passage of time.
Puff!
When a familiar feeling came, Qinchuan was stunned. He discovered that it was already bright outside. The talisman's ability had broken through.
Level 11 talisman!
At the same time, his cultivation had reached the Celestial Realm Complete Circle.
He was still quite a distance away from Half-Saint, but he had to eat it bit by bit. Moreover, he wasn't afraid of ordinary Half-Saints.
The next day, Qinchuan, Fatty, and White Light walked around the Light and Darkness Branch to familiarize themselves with the situation here. Once they were familiar with the Light and Darkness Branch, they would walk around the entire God Dragon Sect.
Moreover, there would be duties for the three of them today.
The three of them didn't walk far before they were stopped by a few people.
It was a young man, close to middle-aged. There were many disciples around him, and all of them had a playful smile on their faces.
"Are you new?" The man smiled and said.
"En, you are?"
White Light asked.
"Oh, you can call me Deacon Pan. I am here today to assign duties to all of you. All of you have just joined the Light and Darkness Branch, so you don't have a job yet. Every disciple has a job." The man smiled.
"Oh, then Deacon Pan, what are our duties?" White Light asked.
"The duties of the newcomers are actually the same. Every time a newcomer comes, they have to take over one of the old disciples' duties, which is to clean the latrines." Deacon Pan said.
Qinchuan was stunned. A sect like the God Dragon Sect should have servants or something. This kind of work shouldn't be done by disciples. Qinchuan saw the smile at the corner of Deacon Pan's mouth, as well as the smiles of the few old disciples around them.
It was a kind of unbridled, it was a kind of mocking smile.
Qinchuan understood.
Big sects were sometimes very boring. Actually, there was no need for anyone to do such a thing, but in order to find some fun and some superiority, this position was kept. On the surface, it seemed very high, and it trained people's tenacity and survival ability. Because sometimes the harsh environment they faced was much more disgusting than the latrines, this was also to train people.
In fact, in the other eight branches of the God Dragon Sect, this position was also kept for some inner disciples to do. If they didn't want to do it, they could use their strength to prove themselves.
The latrine position was very shameful and disgusting, so in order not to be assigned to this position, everyone worked hard to cultivate. This way, when their strength went up, they didn't have to be assigned to the latrine position, and they could still watch the fun. How great was that?
Qinchuan and the other two frowned slightly.
This position naturally didn't have anyone who wanted it. They remembered that a long time ago, Qinchuan had encountered such a situation. He also went to a sect to be assigned a position, picking feces, which was actually the same as this.
"Why not?" Deacon Pan's expression suddenly became stern.
"Deacon Pan, can you make an exception?" White Light went forward and took out some spirit crystals and secretly handed them to Deacon Pan.
Deacon Pan's face turned even uglier, and he pushed White Light away, "What do you mean, am I that kind of person?"
White Light was very embarrassed.
Qinchuan looked at Deacon Pan and said, "How is this position assigned?"
"According to qualifications, according to strength." Deacon Pan glanced at Qinchuan and said coldly.
"Deacon Pan, is there any way to change positions?" Qinchuan asked.
"It's not that there isn't a way." Deacon Pan looked at Qinchuan with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.
"Oh, please say it, Deacon Pan." Qinchuan said politely.
"How about this, the three of you fight together, three against three. As long as you win three matches, you don't have to change positions." Deacon Pan said.
"Haha, Deacon Pan, you think too highly of them. As long as they can win one match, it will be fine." A somewhat unrestrained young man beside Deacon Pan laughed.
"Then, Young Master Ming, you can do this. Whatever you say." Deacon Pan laughed.
Qinchuan looked at this Young Master Ming. He could see that this Deacon Pan was also obedient to this Young Master Ming. It could be seen that this Young Master Ming's identity wasn't ordinary.
"Okay, thank you, Deacon Pan." Young Master Ming smiled happily.
"Young Master Ming is too polite!" Deacon Pan said quickly, his tone was a little flattered.
This made Qinchuan even more curious. What was the identity of this Young Master Ming?