The results of the sect competition were out.
In the end, the winner of the sect competition was Eldest Senior Brother Jiang Yun.
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect thought that this result was unexpected, but it was also reasonable.
Originally, according to everyone's guess, the person with the highest chance of winning the sect competition should be Second Senior Brother Lan Chen.
Although Lan Chen was the Second Brother of the Iron Sword Sect, he was also the direct disciple of Bai Qinghe, the Sect Leader.
Moreover…
Lan Chen's father was Lan Tiejiang, the elder of the Iron Sword Sect's Disciplinary Hall. His Misty Rain Sword Technique was extremely powerful, so Lan Chen naturally inherited Lan Tiejiang's teachings.
However, the final result was that the two of them fought for hundreds of rounds. Eldest Senior Brother Jiang Yun won by a narrow margin while Second Senior Brother Lan Chen was defeated.
In the end.
Under Sect Master Bai Qinghe's announcement, Eldest Senior Brother Jiang Yun would become the acting Sect Master.
Three years later, when Jiang Yun's martial arts cultivation advanced to the second-rate expert realm, he would be able to take over his position as sect master and marry Bai Zhirou to him.
For a moment.
Eldest Senior Brother Jiang Yun had boundless glory.
Many disciples of the Iron Sword Sect congratulated him.
Bai Qinghe and the other elders also announced that they would be in closed-door cultivation for three months.
During these three months, all the matters of the Iron Sword Sect were handed over to Eldest Senior Brother Jiang Yun, the acting sect master.
…….
Originally.
Ning Chuan didn't know about this.
After all, he had no interest in who would become the next sect master.
He only wanted to quietly and steadily hide in his herbal garden and secretly increase his cultivation.
And the only reason he knew about this was because of one person.
A person who was crying and complaining in front of him.
To be precise.
It was a person who was sobbing in grievance.
This person was none other than the Sect Leader's daughter, Bai Zhirou.
That's right!
Bai Zhirou!
She was here again!
Just watch.
Bai Zhirou sat beside Ning Chuan's bed, her eyes red as she sobbed.
As for Ning Chuan?
He could only pass her tissues one by one.
"Junior Brother Ning, tell me, is my father an old fool who insists that I marry Eldest Senior Brother?”
Bai Zhirou sobbed as she complained about her grievances.
"Senior Sister, since you don't like Eldest Senior Brother, does that mean you like Second Senior Brother?”
Ning Chuan asked absent-mindedly.
"Ningchuan, are you stupid? I don't like either of them.”
Looking at Ning Chuan's perfunctory expression, Bai Zhirou was furious and even stopped crying.
"Oh, I don't like any of them!"
"Then what kind of man does Senior Sister like?”
Ning Chuan had a headache and continued to ask perfunctorily.
Ning Chuan really didn't want to have anything to do with a silly girl like Bai Zhirou, who was also the daughter of the sect master. He even acted very dull and boring in front of her.
Ning Chuan had thought that this girl would not come again after two visits.
He didn't expect Bai Zhirou to take a fancy to this place. In just a few days, she had actually come to the herbal garden again.
At this moment.
Ning Chuan was very sure.
Bai Zhirou was probably using him as a tool to vent her emotions. He would be annoyed in the future.
He had to think of a way as soon as possible to make this little girl lose interest in him.
……
"What kind of man do I like?"
Bai Zhirou mumbled to herself before her beautiful eyes lit up."
" The person I like should be a hero. He's wearing a white coat, elegant and handsome, and his eyes are shining like stars. His martial arts should look down on all the heroes. When I'm in danger, he'll save me with a white coat and a sword..."
Great!
Bai Zhirou started to talk non-stop, her eyes twinkling with stars. Her eyes were filled with endless longing for the person she liked.
At this moment.
Ning Chuan really wanted to slap himself.
He regretted asking this question, which caused Bai Zhirou to start chattering.
"However, Junior Brother, although you are also wearing a white robe, your martial arts are very ordinary. Moreover, you are very simple and honest. You don't match the person I like at all.”
Looking at Ning Chuan's dazed expression, Bai Zhirou teased him with a mischievous smile.
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. Junior Brother knows his own limits, so how would he dare to harbor dirty thoughts towards Senior Sister?”
Ning Chuan smiled.
However, this made Bai Zhirou giggle.
She suddenly felt that this Junior Brother Ning, besides being a little simple and honest, was actually quite an interesting person.
"Alright, I'm leaving. You have to cultivate your martial arts well. The next time I come, I'll test if your martial arts have improved.”
Bai Zhirou threw down a secret manual and left Ning Chuan's house with light steps.
He watched Bai Zhirou leave.
Ning Chuan looked at the secret manual on the table and could only smile helplessly.
Last time, he gave her a bottle of qi pellets.
This time, another martial arts secret manual was delivered.
It seemed that this little girl had taken notice of him.
Ning Chuan picked up the manual and flipped through it briefly before closing it again.
This secret manual could be considered a third-rate sword technique.
It was considered a good item for the Iron Sword Sect.
It was a pity.
For Ning Chuan, who had cultivated the Sword Drawing Art, this kind of third-rate sword technique was no longer worthy of his attention.
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