Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1121 - 1101: Nine Heavens Undying, Heaven’s Secrets Unbroken
In fact, just as the young man feared, the Heavenly Secret Sect indeed fell not long after their last meeting.
When survival is no longer a problem, the struggle for territory and voluntary competition become reasons for war.
The Heavenly Secret Sect, which primarily focused on astrology and literature, could hardly withstand the attacks from insiders and the Lifting Heaven Sect.
After passing the sect leader’s token to him, the sect leader instructed him to retreat with his daughter in time. Ignoring his junior sister’s cries, he forced her to leave after the sect leader fell in battle.
The young man raised his head slightly, looking at Luo Qianqian and Luo Shufan: "As the current Heaven’s Secret Child of the Heavenly Secret Sect, I solemnly entrust the Pavilion Master to take in my junior sister and look after her. I am willing to serve you diligently for a lifetime."
Luo Qianqian stood there in shock, her face full of confusion. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
She watched the ’dark-skinned youth’ suddenly kneel on the ground, bowing deeply to Luo Shufan: "I, Mu Ling, am willing to be a slave or servant all my life, just to beg senior brother to preserve a thread of the Heavenly Secret Sect’s bloodline."
"A slave or servant?" Luo Qianqian’s face was full of surprise. How did it suddenly turn into the drama of a landlord and a poverty-stricken negotiator? And the kind that doesn’t even pay.
Luo Shufan looked at her deeply, thought for a moment, and said: "Wait a moment."
Then he dragged Luo Qianqian out of the compartment to the room next door.
"What are you doing? The guy is still kneeling there; can those knees take it? I should really come up with something called ’Easy Kneeling’ to sell," Luo Qianqian said impatiently, her face full of disapproval, as if Luo Shufan had committed an unforgivable crime by leaving them there.
Qin Nuan rolled her eyes at Luo Qianqian and shook her head speechlessly.
Luo Shufan looked at the people in the room: "What’s the plan?"
Right now, there were no people from the cultivation world in this room. If they had someone trustworthy to guide them, it would be better than running around like headless chickens, right?
"Agree to it, and if he becomes strong in the future, won’t he turn into an opponent against us?" Luo Yanran immediately shook her head, her face full of refusal.
They had worked hard to build the Nine Heavens Pavilion and didn’t want to raise a backstabber.
Look at those two big backstabbers, taking three little ones to the kitchen for food every day. You’ve never seen anyone so lazy that they don’t even eat raw meat anymore.
What have these wolf pups been spoiled into? They don’t drink pure milk, preferring reconstituted milk, just like Luo Qianqian; they love sweets and aren’t even afraid of getting diabetes!
Luo Yanran’s concerns were reasonable. Luo Shufan was also conflicted. Compared to those people downstairs, at least this young man was somewhat familiar to them and didn’t seem like a bad person.
Luo Qianqian paused for a moment, dragging Tang Tianyi out the door.
Tang Tianyi followed her with confusion as they entered the neighboring compartment.
"You said you’re from the Heavenly Secret Sect, right?" Luo Qianqian naturally pushed Tang Tianyi toward him: "Coincidentally, he’s also somewhat knowledgeable in this area. Do you want to share your insights?"
The youth looked at Tang Tianyi’s face and froze for a long time, his fingers calculating, until finally, his eyes widened in shock.
Mu Ling was full of doubt: "Senior brother, what’s wrong?"
"The Heavenly Secret Sect will become a part of the Nine Heavens Pavilion." The youth, trembling, raised his finger and pointed at Tang Tianyi: "He’s in charge."
What do you do when you see your future boss through face reading? Waiting online, it’s quite urgent.
Tang Tianyi was momentarily stunned. Currently, the Nine Heavens Pavilion makes a grand statement about establishing a sect, but in reality, apart from Luo Shufan as the Pavilion Master, nothing else has been decided yet.
"Moreover," the young man, looking slightly weak but very calm, continued: "Ninth Heaven immortal, but Heaven’s Secret never perishes."
These eight characters were deeply imprinted in both the souls of the young man and Mu Ling, and heavily struck the hearts of Luo Qianqian and Tang Tianyi.
Pride and ambition surged forth.
In turbulent times, heroes emerge.
They weren’t the type to live a hundred years, leaving behind no trace.
But to be remembered, they must present their achievements.
They do business, and if it fails, who would remember their efforts other than as negative examples?
They study hard, but a new generation replaces the old. Who would care about their past accomplishments? With so many top scholars each year, who remembers more than one or two? Who leaves behind a name and their achievements?
These eight words, however, ignited their fighting spirit.
Luo Shufan entered from outside: "In that case, you may stay." He glanced at Luo Qianqian and Tang Tianyi, "When the talent search is over, we’ll hold a meeting." The dazzling brilliance in his eyes was something they could not ignore, as Luo Shufan’s fighting spirit was also stirred.
How could ambitious young people be defeated by an unknown world?
"Okay." Luo Qianqian nodded.
"For now, you can make do with staying here. We’ll make arrangements later; there are rooms on the third floor." Luo Qianqian turned back to the two and said softly: "Fourth Brother, Fourth Sister-in-Law, take them upstairs. Quickly help out as shop assistants; what are you thinking?"
Luo Yanran and Qin Nuan quickly came out.
Luo Yanran waved the... seat cushion in his hand: "Alright, dear customer, please come upstairs."
"Do you have any luggage? Anything you’d like to eat or drink? You can try our Forget Worries Tea House’s specialty tea, iced plum tea." Qin Nuan quickly continued, "Yes, the so-called iced plum tea is iced sour plum soup, maybe with a plum soaked in it..."
Watching the two immersing themselves in the act, Luo Qianqian shrugged: "I’ll go downstairs to pose as the tea-serving girl."
Even with a shortage of hands, the so-called Pavilion Master also has to take turns sweeping, cooking, serving tea, and even cleaning up...
Yes, as the one cleaning up for Xiao Tian.
Luo Qianqian brought a bunch of pet supplies from outside for Luo Shufan. Xiao Tian no longer relieves himself on the bed, but since he’s not human, he can’t clean up after himself.
Luo Shufan was rather resentful of this. Why couldn’t he learn from his brothers, sisters, parents, and just go outside? But Xiao Tian would rather hold it until he dared not move outside, then return indoors to handle it, and Luo Shufan couldn’t look. Quite the modest little wolf cub.
After the talent search, the primary test results would be announced at the Forget Worries Tea House three days later.
As for lodging? There’s a place fifty miles away; the Forget Worries Tea House doesn’t provide accommodations.
It’s a joke, with such a small place, so many people, how could it accommodate them all? Even knowing it’s not a tofu-dreg project, Luo Qianqian would worry about whether it could withstand so many people’s weight.
Leaving behind the young man and Mu Ling was, in a way, a fate brought by a past acquaintance.
"Hey, we all have to head back, but what about those two?" Qin Nuan looked at everyone packing up to leave, suddenly aware that there were two more people upstairs.
"Do we still have water?" Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrows, pulling out a few packs of instant noodles from her ring, removing the packaging, and pouring the seasoning into tea bowls: "Let them make it themselves; I’m not staying."
"I’ll stay." Luo Xiying said with exasperation, "Our room is uninhabitable, thanks to that little scamp."
That’s right, due to Xiao Tian’s proximity preference.
The toilet was designed to prevent him from drinking water, given his looks akin to a silly Husky, so it had a closed door.
It’s much better now; he only handles business in his litter box.
But the rooms he’d passed through still needed long-term ventilation, the kind of smell that perfume couldn’t cover.
