Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags - Chapter 6
In the entrance examination, Pei Ji was just a poor boy with weak spiritual power and demonic blood in his body. He had no money, power, and strength.
He was just a punching bag and outlet of anger for Shen An Qiao and his boys.
However he was tenacious, even if he don’t have too much strength and power, but every time he was beaten he would fight hard causing him to be beaten more violently.
But no matter how much he was beaten, he would not ask for mercy—never.
He was a like a wolf cub that has yet to show it’s fangs and claws but his eyes were scarlet like blood ready to devour its enemy.
Then when exactly did Pei Ji’s swordsmanship… refine to this point?
This question fell in his mind, while deep in his thought Nie Zhi heard a light chuckle.
The shadow of the setting sun and the moon light gleamed together, as if the light and shadow were chaotically fighting each but was in fact highlighting and outlining the man’s features.
Pei Ji’s dark pupils were full of scarlet light, although the corners of the mouth was hooked up into a slight arc but his gaze was as cold as the wind of the ice river without the slightest temperature.
His tone was light, with a bit of laziness and mockery at the same time. Looking at the tear mole under his eyes, Nie Zhi subconsciously shivered.
“Draw the sword.”
What exactly happen to the male lead at this time, has nothing to with Ning Ning right now.
If he wanted to collect harem then he could go and collect harem, if he wanted to enter a secret realm then he could and enter the secret realm—she does not care, at all.
Ning Ning’s concern right now was that she could finally walk on the ground again! And not only walking but even flying with a sword was easy!
In her last life, she was tortured by her illness. When she was seriously ill, she could only do one things and that was to breath. She don’t even have the strength to get out bed, so she could only lie quietly and wait for her death.
Now, thinking about it, she hadn’t walked freely for a long time.
Indeed this is happiness!
Ning Ning trotted away from the disciple’s room and came to the open place on the top of the mountain. Relying on her memory, with one hand she knead her fingers.
And with a flash, the long sword on her waist unsheathed and hovered midair.
The sword’s name was “xinghen”. It was slender, thin and light as a swallows, and in the moonlight it reveal a faint cold light.
The hilt of the sword was decorated with several small and exquisite refine pearls revealing a dazzling and gorgeous aura. Not to mention the three color it emits like the stars.
The original owner cherished this sword, in the eye of every cultivator their own sword were unparalleled treasures.
The world has many sword, but sword only has me.
Regardless of splitting mountain and river, breaking through the sky or stepping across the heaven and profound realms—all of these were only external affairs. For her all she has was her sword and her sword only has her.
What do you need money for? What do you anything in this world for? If you have a sword, you could do anything.
Since sword could also be your everything.
My sword is so good looking! Don’t worry, mommy will buy the best-looking clothes and make you the prettiest sword in the whole division!
Ning Ning vowed in her mind, and unskillfully stepped on the sword and with the faint sound from the sword, she flew.
The settling sun was swallowed by the night, leaving a round glittering moon in the sky. Thin clouds surrounding the moon was like cotton soaked with ink swimming gently into their dark home unable to conceal the bright moon.
Ning Ning lowered her eyes to look down and couldn’t help but be dumfounded.
Xuan Xu Sect was built in the territory of the Kunwu mountains which was rang among the seven caves with rich spiritual energy.
And just like how it was describe, “a mysterious place in the quiet landscape, but it was in a secluded open cave of one of the famous mountain.”
The main peak raised in the center from the ground; Lingxiao, Kaiyang, Yuheng, Tianhe, these four branches were listed near and the rest of the small peaks were stacked with rocks and emerald colors.
The weather between the peaks was uneven, the wind and smoke were intertwined with each other and the white fog in the mountains was gathered and scattered just like a gossamer, covering it.
At this time, it was soaked by the white moonlight, which make it more quiet and mysterious.
And if one look closely, one could see the buildings scattered all over. The sword casting platform, sword array, star watching platform and the academy were all well lit.
The sky ladder and the stone stack were connected around, the imperial sword looks like a fairyland away from the world.
It was really a very beautiful scenery.
But no matter how beautiful the scenery was Ning Ning swore that she would definitely won’t purposely let her stomach starve.
Ning Ning finally came to the dining hall when her empty stomach uttered a dissatisfaction for the third time.
In order to find fault with Pei Jie, the original owner missed the dinner time stipulated by the sect. Ning Ning thought to herself that she was hurting herself instead of the enemy by a thousand times and that revenge was not as important as eating.
But the food in the dining hall was as empty as her stomach, probably seeing that the little girl was really pitiful a female cultivator took out a dead skinned goose from the kitchen.
Then with both hands twisted the goose directly from the center in two, handing the other half of to Ning Ning.
It was cleanly thorn into halves, like she was using a butcher knife to disintegrate a goose.
Sister you really skilled at your work!
Ning Ning admired.
“Since this month, you are the seventh disciple who has come to ask for food. Nowadays there are not many stocks, so you have to save your food, young cultivator.”
The female cultivator then keep the other half of the goose as she said in an adept manner of speaking.
“There is still hope in life, don’t let it go just because you lack money. As long as you are still alive you can get those things sooner or later.”
Ning Ning: “?”
Wait did I miss something? What’s more I was the seventh person asking for dinner? Do people of this sect have the habit of being late for dinner? And what does it have to do with money? Don’t tell me—no one can afford to eat?
Ning Ning was full of doubts, she asked.
“The seventh one?”
The female cultivator sighed faintly.
“There used to be more in the past, what do you think our sect is like?”
The more the female cultivator talk the more Ning Ningcouldn’t understand it.
And since the female cultivator didn’t say much and did not clarify anything to her, Ning Ning who was full question marks hanging on her head holds the goose back to her small courtyard.