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Yan Qingyang took a glance and discovered that the young lady in red was the one who had chatted with her on the immortal ship.

The lady in red turned her head and saw Yan Qingyang as well. She froze for a moment before snorting.

Yan Qingyang ignored her and dragged Chu Zhenzhen back into the house.

The lady in red said a few more words to Lu Yun.

After a while, Lu Yun came back with a small jade bottle in her hand.

She proudly raised the bottle towards Jin Rong, looked at Yan Qingyang with disdain, and said loudly: "Just now, my family's elder sister sent me the pills, the Spirit Accumulate Pill! One bottle! "

As he spoke, he exaggeratedly opened the bottle and poured out two pills.

With a single glance, Yan Qingyang knew that this was an Inferior Grade Spirit Accumulate Pill.

Jin Rong hurried over and flattered him. Lu Yun, on the other hand, did not eat the pill even after showing off for a while. Instead, she carefully put the pill back into the bottle.

The next day, Yan Qingyang went to the kitchen as usual and returned to her room in the evening only to find that there were more people in the room.

"It's her! She's the one who stole my Spirit Accumulate Pill!" Lu Yun rushed in front of Yan Qingyang and yelled.

Yan Qingyang frowned and said, "Oh? What evidence do you have?

Lu Yun rolled her eyes and said loudly, "Let me rummage through your bed and I will understand everything."

"Is that so?" Yan Qingyang laughed mockingly and said indifferently: "If I had stolen your Spirit Accumulate Pill, I would have already eaten or sold it. Otherwise, would I have been so foolish as to put it on my bed?"

With that, Yan Qingyang sneered, "Otherwise, I would put it on Jin Rong's bed and frame her! Don't you think so? "

Lu Yun's eyes widened in shock as she pointed at Yan Qingyang. She gritted her teeth and hatefully said, "No matter what, I want to turn over your bed."

At this time, a disciple at the side walked over and solemnly said, "Yes, everyone must turn over their beds!"

This disciple was also a service disciple. His surname was Liu and his Third Level of Meditation was the manager of this area. He was already close to thirty years old and looked slightly beautiful.

Yan Qingyang immediately refused. "Senior Sister Liu, isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Lu Yun's eyes darted around and rushed to Yan Qingyang's bedside. She flipped open Yan Qingyang's bed and came out holding a small jade bottle. She said loudly, "Look, I found it. Yan Qingyang, it really was you who stole it!"

Yan Qingyang looked on coldly, as if watching a farce.

This Lu Yun was too careless with her framing.

However, Steward Liu immediately said, "Yan Qingyang, you actually stole pills from someone else without permission. Let's go and receive our punishment!"

Yan Qingyang raised her head. Her gaze was like a sword as it shot straight at Steward Liu.

Such a simple framing, Steward Liu actually went along with it. It seemed like she had already hooked up with Lu Yun.

Thinking about it again, she suddenly understood that since Lu Yun's elder sister was an inner court disciple, Steward Liu had to curry favor with her.

Thinking about this, Yan Qingyang looked at Steward Liu and said slowly: "Since that's the case, then Steward Liu, bring me to Discipline Hall s to receive our punishment!"

Discipline Hall was a place where disciples made mistakes. If they wanted to punish them, they would definitely ask for the reason.

Hearing this, Steward Liu choked. She did not expect that Yan Qingyang, a mere service disciple, would actually know about Discipline Hall after just one month in the sect. Steward Liu snorted, and said: "Who do you think you are? It's just a mere service disciple, how can you even enter Discipline Hall? Then I can punish you! "

"As the manager here, Sister Liu, of course you can punish me!" Yan Qingyang immediately answered with an indifferent tone.

Suddenly, his tone changed as he said heavily, "But, I am not convinced. So, I plan to go to the punishment chamber and let them administer justice!"

Finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction of the Punishment Hall.

"You are only a service disciple, how dare you!" Angry, Steward Liu stopped Yan Qingyang.

"Sister Liu kept saying that I was a service disciple. Are you really an inner disciple or something?" Yan Qingyang sneered and looked coldly at Steward Liu.

Seeing Steward Liu's flushed face, Yan Qingyang stared at her and said word by word, "And, I dare!"

Steward Liu was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She had been a steward for several years, but was called out by a service disciple who had just entered the sect. She immediately became furious and raised her hand.

A red light flashed on his hand.

Yan Qingyang saw everything clearly and shouted, "If anything happens to me, Spiritual Master Yu Ping will definitely not forgive you!"

Steward Liu blanked out for a moment, then stopped with a raise of her hand.

Of course she knew Yu Ping. Yu Pingfeng's Peak Master was a person she could only look up to. Could Yan Qingyang have a relationship with Yu Ping?

At this moment, she couldn't help but size up Yan Qingyang.

He saw that Yan Qingyang had a jade-like complexion and an imposing manner. From the looks of it, she was not an ordinary service disciple.

Then, thinking of her usually neither haughty nor humble attitude, he slowly lowered his hand.

Yan Qingyang heaved a sigh of relief.

"Good, you are very good! You don't want to admit to stealing pills, right? Just you wait, I'll show you! " Steward Liu humphed and said to Yan Qingyang in a threatening manner, but with fear inside of her heart.

After that, she gave Lu Yun a meaningful glance before turning around and leaving.

Lu Yun was scared stiff by Yan Qingyang's earlier imposing manner and didn't look for trouble.

At night, however, Yan Qingyang was unable to fall asleep. She simply got up and went to the ginkgo tree.

Today was indeed too dangerous, Steward Liu's Third Level of Meditation was high, if not for him reporting Yu Ping's identity in the nick of time, he would probably have been beaten to death or injured by Steward Liu.

However, as an astounding genius in her past life, Yan Qingyang simply couldn't bear to keep her temper any longer.

If she didn't like Lu Yun, she didn't like her.

"Life without strength is too hard to bear!" Yan Qingyang heaved a long sigh.

"Pills! Pills! I must think of a way to earn money to buy them!" Yan Qingyang swore to herself.

Early the next morning, just as Yan Qingyang was about to leave, Steward Liu came again.

Steward Liu's face was gloomy as she said coldly: "Yan Qingyang, there aren't many people in the Artifact Refining Hall lower hall these days. Don't go to the kitchen, go to the Artifact Refining Hall next time."

Then, she threw Yan Qingyang a sign and turned to leave.

Chu Zhenzhen hastily put on her clothes and walked out. "Qingyang, how can she send you to Artifact Refining Hall? They're all male disciples over there, how can a little girl like you do that?"

Yan Qingyang looked at the plate. Steward Liu was obviously avenging a personal grudge in public, but she was also responsible for the assignment, so it was reasonable for her to assign Yan Qingyang a task now.

Lu Yun also walked over with a snort. She slanted her eyes at Yan Qingyang and said, "You stole something and yet you dare not admit to it, and you still dare to contradict Steward Liu. Who do you think you are? Now you know how powerful he is! "Humph!"

Yan Qingyang suddenly turned around and stared at Lu Yun, "Don't provoke me again! "Otherwise..."

Seeing that Lu Yun had turned pale from fright, Yan Qingyang took a step back before leaving with her plate.

She didn't want to argue with Lu Yun, but cultivation was difficult anyway and this little fly would occasionally fly over to mess with her. If she couldn't do it, she could only slap it to death.