Chapter 155 The Road Has Widened
"Junior Sister Luan Ning, you're right. What's the point of our own sects hurting each other? There are so many sects in the entire Southern Region, they must have a lot of information there too!"
"Junior Sister Luan Ning, it's all thanks to you! With your reminder, we suddenly know what to do!"
"As disciples of the Southern Spirit Sect, and as members of the entire human race, how can we sit idly by and wait for our doom? We should all take action and actively seek out gossip for Junior Sister Lan Yue!"
"I remember the immortal artifact mentioned before that Junior Sister Lan Yue spends all her time gossiping on her own, so her mental energy is limited. But if someone else provides the gossip, she doesn't need to consume any mental energy! She can even gain those points!"
"So if we all take action and provide all sorts of gossip for Junior Sister Lanyue, wouldn't the points be a piece of cake? Researching that inheritance would be a piece of cake!"
A group of disciples from the Southern Spirit Sect exchanged glances, their faces filled with excitement.
Even Luan Ning, who was standing next to them, looked at them with a strange expression, thinking that this group of people seemed to have broadened their path.
"Ahem, I think this is a good idea. We can all work together to collect information, and then gather it together to check its authenticity. This way, we can avoid sending it all over the place, and we can speed up the process."
Luan Ning coughed.
Everyone suddenly realized.
Indeed, what if we all go to other sects to look for the same Bagua and end up finding the same Bagua?
Therefore, dividing tasks and taking action is the most reliable approach!
As a result, other sects near the Nanling Sect noticed that the Nanling Sect disciples, who had never interacted with them much, suddenly became much more enthusiastic, not only occasionally sending them small gifts, but even visiting them in person.
This flattered many sects, after all, the Southern Spirit Sect was one of the three top sects in the Southern Region.
These disciples certainly don't lack resources, so the reason why those people suddenly became so enthusiastic must be because the Southern Spirit Sect has high hopes for their sect and wants to befriend them!
Those sect disciples were absolutely certain, and each one was more enthusiastic than the last, pulling the Southern Spirit Sect disciples along for a stroll.
They talked about everything and nothing, and unintentionally betrayed themselves as well.
Just as Lan Yue was worrying and thinking about activating the contingency plan, she was greeted by a familiar figure.
"Lan Yue!" Luan Ning waved to her repeatedly.
"Luan Ning, what brings you here?" The time Lan Yue had the deepest impression of Luan Ning was when he told her about that friend's great-aunt, or whoever it was, who went to the newly established Wangchen Sect and was pursued by eighteen handsome immortal men.
Later, Luan Ning would also tell her gossip about other sects, and Lan Yue would occasionally go over to listen to the gossip.
Is there going to be some new scandal soon?
Lan Yue's eyes lit up, feeling that she had found a shortcut to increase her points!
[Lan Yue: Although my backup plan is to gossip about the sect's spirit beasts, it would be even better if some gossip just came to me!]
The Southern Spirit Sect elders, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, were speechless.
Who is it? Who exactly is it?
"Lan Yue, do you still remember when everyone thought I was the Sixth Elder's niece?" Luan Ning offered up her melon.
"Actually, I only found out recently that I had mistaken someone for someone else!"
"My real uncle is the elder in charge of the outer sect. He heard from my father that I had gone to the back mountain for training, so he went to Cloud Mist Peak to wait for me, but he waited for three days and three nights without seeing me."
Lan Yue: "!!!!"
[Lan Yue: I knew the situation was strange back then; it turns out Luan Ning's real uncle isn't the Sixth Elder!]
[So Luan Ning had never met his uncle and thus mistook him for someone else? How come the Sixth Elder was also mistaken?]
The Sixth Elder, who was standing to the side, almost vomited blood. It was because he felt ashamed for calling his eldest niece by the wrong name.
So, to make the best of a bad situation, he directly took the other person as his apprentice. But Luan Ning, that guy, actually offered up her own melon (a metaphor for a gossip or scandal), which is outrageous!
He had kept it a secret for so long, thinking that everything would be fine after all this time, but who knew he would be betrayed by his own apprentice!
The Sixth Elder looked dazed and confused.
Luan Ning's little apprentice is a ruthless person!
"Guess what happened next?" Luan Ning blinked, keeping everyone in suspense.
"Your uncle thought you were swallowed by a monster, so he dug a grave for you and buried you?" Lan Yue suddenly had a flash of inspiration.
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh at herself. It seems that this was a lingering effect of the melon left by the Crimson Moon Sect Master.
It's not really her fault, but the scene of the flood in the Eastern Regions when Tengshe was crying was just too funny.
She can't help but recall those scenes.
Luan Ning smiled and said, "Actually, it's pretty much the same, except it wasn't my uncle who dug a grave for me."
"My uncle recently acquired a very special martial arts technique called Divine Turtle Breath-Holding Technique. At the time, he couldn't find me, so he thought he would stay there to practice, but he forgot the time and also forgot to inform his disciples."
[Lan Yue: So this uncle was buried by a kind person with a shovel while he was holding his breath and cultivating?]
"When my uncle practiced the Divine Turtle Breath-Holding Technique, he could automatically defend himself, so he wasn't worried about external attacks. But if he wasn't careful, he would practice for too long, and a passerby thought he had died. So, out of kindness, they dug a big pit next to him and buried him in it."
Luan Ning herself couldn't stop laughing.
She spoke quite loudly, and even if others didn't concentrate, they could hear the conversation.
They all turned around in shock, as if this was the first time they had ever met the outer sect elder.
Even the Sixth Elder, who had just felt extremely embarrassed, suddenly felt refreshed.
Because he felt that compared to the embarrassing scene of secretly practicing the Divine Turtle Breath-Holding Technique and being casually buried by a kind person, it was much more difficult.
His past mistake of mistaking someone for someone else is actually nothing!
So what if he mistook her for his niece? Everyone has a history of mistaking someone else for someone else.
However, the history of cultivation techniques being casually buried is something not everyone can experience.
So people still have to compare themselves to each other!
"So, how was your uncle afterwards?" Lan Yue hesitated before asking.
However, I almost burst out laughing inside.
[Lan Yue: Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha]
"Don't worry, my uncle is fine." Luan Ning's expression was subtle.
"However, my uncle's disciples were not doing so well. When they learned that their master had passed away so suddenly, they all cried their eyes out and then came to the tomb on Yunwu Peak to offer flowers."
"In just half a month, the tomb over there was filled with flowers. Because my uncle was the managing elder, he had been in charge of the outer sect for more than 30 years and had made many friends. The disciples from outside even came to pay their respects together."
[Lan Yue: Holy crap, how come I only found out about this shocking gossip sooner! The system really isn't omnipotent after all!]
Perhaps seeing Lan Yue's shocked expression, Luan Ning continued to explain, "At the time, the outer sect of the Southern Spirit Sect thought it was just a very normal mourning ceremony, after all, my uncle was seriously injured on the Southern Region battlefield in his early years and has not recovered since."
"They thought my uncle's old illness had relapsed, and they even informed the sect. The sect felt very guilty about this accident and even came to give gifts to my master's disciples."
Listening to Luan Ning's explanation, Lan Yue could almost picture the scene.
A small grave was covered with flowers, and a group of outer disciples dressed in gray robes bowed their heads in silent mourning.
The sect also sent people with wooden trays, on which were placed various gifts.
Their expressions were increasingly grief-stricken, and then suddenly the grave mound split open, and a person crawled out.
What was supposed to be a condolence session suddenly turned into a horror movie, leaving everyone wide-eyed with fright.
At this time, the people being mourned even greeted them.
"So, your uncle woke up next?" Lan Yue asked impatiently.
Silver Snow, nestled in her arms, also peeked out, and the expressions on the face of the two were remarkably similar.