Chapter 13

"You... Hmph! Do you think Senior Sister Xiao Yue will believe you? So many people, all without any issues, but you have an issue?"

The miscellaneous disciple narrowed his eyes, his gaze becoming increasingly unfriendly.

"Do you really think that if Senior Sister Xiao Yue has a problem, the others will still say nothing?" Su Shier grinned, his gaze sweeping over the other disciples before turning and walking directly towards the door.

In the courtyard, the others' eyes all lit up, some of them feeling tempted.

Losing several pills for no reason, no one was in a good mood.

However, they didn't have the courage that Su Shier had. But if Su Shier took the lead, they wouldn't mind saying more.

The miscellaneous disciple noticed the reactions of the others and couldn't help but feel a jolt in his heart.

Xiao Yue was upright and kind, and being the granddaughter of the peak master, she held a lofty position on Luofu Peak. If she found out about this, his future would be difficult.

"Alright, let's talk things out properly! Here, this bottle of pills is for you!" He glared at Su Shier with hatred, thinking for a moment and deciding it was better to calm things down. If this really escalated, it wouldn't be good for him. Making up his mind, he took out a bottle of pills and threw it to Su Shier.

Su Shier frowned, opened the bottle, and saw that it contained only ten pills. He coldly snorted, "Only ten?"

"Boy, these are ten high-grade pills. Even thirty low-grade pills wouldn't match this. They are worth fifty low-grade pills," the miscellaneous disciple said irritably, looking as if he had suffered a great loss, but his eyes flashed with a cruel light.

Hmph, let you hold them for me for now. We'll see how I deal with you after we leave the pill hall.

"If I'm not mistaken, the sect rules clearly state that each new disciple gets three bottles a year, which is thirty Yuan Cultivation Pills!" Su Shier coldly snorted, staring at the other person, unmoved.

He didn't know what the other person was thinking, but instinctively felt that the other person's quick agreement wasn't a good sign.

After weighing the situation, he felt that the other person's strength wasn't very strong, so he relaxed.

For him, with the mysterious pill furnace in hand, the quality of the pills didn't matter; the quantity was key.

"Boy, don't be too unreasonable!" The miscellaneous disciple glared at Su Shier, flipped the table in front of him, and flew into a rage.

He just wanted to get rid of Su Shier for now and settle accounts later. Unfortunately, the extra pills had already been secretly sold. Otherwise, he wouldn't have used fake pills to make up the numbers.

"Unreasonable? I just want what I'm entitled to! Since you're not willing to give it, let Senior Sister Xiao Yue talk to you!"

Su Shier pouted, speaking without any courtesy. After saying that, he put away the fake pills and the bottle of high-grade pills and walked straight out.

But the miscellaneous disciple, seeing this, was not about to let him go. He glared at Su Shier with a look of pure hatred.

"Boy, since you're asking for it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Today, I'll show you what the strength of a cultivator is."

The miscellaneous disciple spoke with each word, his meager true essence mobilized, and his hands quickly formed seals.

Then, a fist-sized fireball appeared in front of him.

"Go!"

The miscellaneous disciple grunted, and under the impetus of his true essence, the fireball streaked towards Su Shier's back.

This level of attack wasn't lethal, but it could cause serious injury.

The miscellaneous disciple narrowed his eyes, a cold smile on his lips.

He was at least a first-stage Qi Cultivator. Dealing with a few disciples who had joined less than half a year ago should be easy.

"Is this the fire control technique described in the books? It's simply incredible! This little beggar is dead!"

"He deserves it. Senior Brother already gave him ten high-grade pills, and he still isn't satisfied!"

"Fortunately, I didn't provoke this Senior Brother just now, or I would be in trouble now!"

...

Seeing the fireball streaking through the air, everyone's faces changed. They had only just learned basic reading and writing and hadn't even started formal cultivation yet.

To them, this was the power of immortals.

The next moment, their gazes fell on Su Shier, their eyes filled with sympathy, and they secretly rejoiced.

Although Su Shier was facing away, he was already on guard.

Hearing the commotion, his true essence surged within him.

In the instant he turned, he saw the fireball streaking towards him and decisively formed seals with his hands.

"Summon Wind! Go!"

Su Shier spoke calmly, and a fierce wind suddenly appeared.

The wind howled, rushing towards the miscellaneous disciple. It then met the fireball in mid-air.

"Bang!"

A dull sound, and the fireball was blown apart by the wind, turning into a shower of sparks that were swept back towards the miscellaneous disciple by the wind.

"What?!"

This scene left everyone in the courtyard gasping in shock.

Especially Zhu Hanwei and the other three who had come with Su Shier, they were dumbfounded.

Half a year ago, everyone was on the same starting line. Now, Su Shier had become so powerful?

"Impossible! You... You're actually a Qi Cultivator?!"

The miscellaneous disciple's eyes widened in shock.

Although he was at the first stage of Qi Cultivation, he usually neglected practice and his control over techniques was only half-competent.

Before he could react, the scattered sparks burned his face, and the wind blew him away, slamming him into a large pillar behind him.

"Hmph, you wanted to show me the strength of a cultivator? Is this it?"

Su Shier coldly snorted, continuing to form seals with his hands, a fist-sized fireball appearing in the air.

The fireball danced lightly, radiating intense heat, clearly more solid than the one the other person had just summoned.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Shier, spare my life! I know I was wrong. I will definitely make up the Yuan Cultivation Pills I owe you!"

The miscellaneous disciple, seeing this, was terrified, his face pale. Before Su Shier could act, he fell to his knees, begging for mercy.

In the world of cultivation, the capable are teachers, and the strong are respected.

The titles and seniority among cultivators are not determined solely by age and the time of joining the sect.

A strong cultivator, even if young, often has a high seniority!

Like Su Shier, who was originally just a newcomer. Although the other person had joined earlier, now that Su Shier was stronger and the other person needed his help, he naturally called him "Senior Brother."

This information was briefly introduced in the sect rules, and Su Shier was not surprised.

"Pills?" Su Shier didn't really want to kill him, dispelling the technique and coldly asked.

"I really don't have any pills now!" The miscellaneous disciple's face was mournful. Seeing Su Shier about to use his technique again, he quickly shouted:

"Wait, Senior Brother, don't be impulsive. I just don't have them right now. Give me ten days, and in ten days, I will personally deliver them to the fake pill room. I promise they will all be high-grade Yuan Cultivation Pills, and I will give you ten extra as an apology."

"Are you being so generous?" Su Shier narrowed his eyes, suspiciously eyeing the other person.

This person's change of attitude was so quick, and he had a vague feeling that something was off.