Elder Cheng shook his head and ignored her: "This class is over. Everyone rest here for a moment; the next class will be practical application."
Class ending was indeed the best cure for school fatigue. Miao Miaomiao instantly recovered to full health; her dizziness was gone, her back no longer ached, her legs didn't hurt, and even the air seemed sweeter.
Stretching her limbs as she stood up, Shi Wanyue also rose, smiling sweetly: "Senior Sister, do you want to go for a walk outside and breathe some fresh air?"
The young girl looked very pretty when she smiled, with two shallow dimples on her cheeks and curved, healing eyes.
Miao Miaomiao sighed inwardly. What a good young girl, but unfortunately, she would end up benefiting Ye Han, that bastard.
The thought of Ye Han's disgusting face made Miao Miaomiao feel particularly repulsed.
No, such a beautiful flower could not be stuck in that pile of cow dung.
I must find a way! Miao Miaomiao's eyes darted around, and she proactively started a conversation: "Little Yueyue, I heard the Heart-Questioning Sword finally recognized you as its master?"
Shi Wanyue pursed her lips: "Wanyue was fortunate; I benefited from Senior Sister's light."
"Hey, why be so modest?" Miao Miaomiao waved her hand, feigning curiosity, "Can you let me take a look?"
"Of course." Shi Wanyue didn't hesitate, taking out the Heart-Questioning Sword and handing it over.
Miao Miaomiao held it, constantly exclaiming: "Mmm~ It truly is a fine sword! A hundred times better than the Tianji Sect's ancestral divine sword..."
"Tianji Sect?" Hearing those three words, a flicker of surprise crossed Shi Wanyue's eyes, "Senior Sister has actually seen the Tianji Sect's ancestral divine sword?"
"Uh~" Miao Miaomiao frowned slightly, glanced around, pulled her into a corner, and lowered her voice significantly, "There are some things I'm telling you, but you absolutely must not tell anyone else."
"I promise!" Shi Wanyue swore solemnly, pointing a finger to the sky.
Miao Miaomiao leaned close to her ear and began to chirp quietly: "Actually, Senior Sister used to be a member of the Tianji Sect."
Hearing this, Shi Wanyue's long eyelashes trembled: "Then how did you..."
"Alas! Senior Sister stayed in the Tianji Sect for eight years! Eight years! Do you know how I got through those eight years?"
Shi Wanyue looked heartbroken: "I don't know, but you must have suffered a lot!"
"You understand me." Miao Miaomiao smiled contentedly and continued reminiscing, "They beat me and scolded me every day, locked me in a dark room, didn't give me food, and even cut me open to take my heart and lungs..."
Hearing this, Shi Wanyue's heart tightened: "These people are so hateful! Senior Sister, you are so kind, how could they treat you like that?"
"There was no choice! For Ye Han, they would do anything berserk!"
"Ye Han?" Shi Wanyue frowned slightly, "I think I've heard that name somewhere before."
It's good that you've heard of him! Finally, the topic turned to him.
Miao Miaomiao's lips curved upward, and she began her performance: "He is the youngest disciple of the Tianji Sect Master, Ku Chenzi, and the future Sect Saint Son. Don't let his young age fool you; his belly is full of scheming. He is the worst person in the entire Tianji Sect! Truly, so bad that Kuku oozes out!"
That guy relies on being favored and walks around the Sect sideways. If he dislikes someone, he just walks up and gives them a Big Slap, and after hitting you, you still have to bow and thank him.
Even a passing dog couldn't escape his wicked hands; he beat them until they became infertile! If he saw an anthill, he would pour two ounces of kerosene into it!
... He never washes his hands after picking his feet, he still wets the bed at eighteen, never washes his clothes—wearing the inside out, then wrapping himself in the sheet.
Moreover, he is a Pervert! In the past, female disciples' intimate clothing often went missing; he was the culprit!"
"Ew~" Shi Wanyue immediately got goosebumps, her expression showing utter disgust, "What a Pervert! How can such a person exist in this world?"
"There's more! I'm telling you, this person is also an expert at disguise. He looks proper on the surface, but behind closed doors, he's entangled with his several Senior Brothers in ambiguous, unclear, and improper ways, and also, also..."
Miao Miaomiao frantically chirped in her ear, throwing every bit of nonsense and slander she could think of onto Ye Han's head.
*
Far away at the Horizon, Ye Han rubbed his burning hot earlobes, his eyebrows twisted into a knot. He felt like someone was badmouthing him behind his back, but he couldn't find any evidence...
*
Meanwhile, in Shi Wanyue's mind, Ye Han's image completely collapsed. He was an undeniable dead Pervert, a hypocrite with a dark heart, a berserk old schemer, a greasy and rancid pig's trotter...
As for whether this was malicious slander, Shi Wanyue never even considered the question. After all, her Senior Sister was radiant and the kindest person under heaven; how could she possibly slander someone?
If she said it, there must be solid evidence.
This Ye Han is truly not a decent person!
Just then, Elder Cheng's voice came from inside the room: "Alright, class time is up! Everyone return to your seats."
"Let's go." Miao Miaomiao smiled and nodded at her, then turned around and swaggered back to the Pill Hall with a bizarre gait.
Shi Wanyue observed: As expected of Senior Sister, even the way she walks is so unique!
She quickly followed, unconsciously adopting the same exaggerated goose-like stride.
Seeing everyone assembled, Elder Cheng walked onto the platform: "I have taught you everything necessary. Next is the practical operation. Without further ado, let this old man examine your learning results. Anyone who fails will run ten laps around the Sect!"
"Hiss~" Upon hearing that failure meant running ten laps around the Sect, everyone gasped. They dared not slack off in the slightest.
Ten laps was no joke.
Even if they didn't suffer a Severed Leg, they would at least be exhausted like dogs.
"Alright, the materials have been prepared for you; come up and collect them yourselves. Once preparations are done, begin immediately." After speaking, Elder Cheng walked straight to his rocking chair, kicked up his legs, and peacefully closed his eyes.
"Senior Sister, good luck!"
"Mm, you too."
After encouraging each other, Miao Miaomiao and Shi Wanyue began their operations respectively.
As beginners, the Elixirs they refined were the simplest kind.
Before long, the Pill Hall was filled with the fragrance of medicine, and Elder Cheng's face immediately lit up with a proud smile: It seems the talent of this batch of disciples is much higher than in the past! I am greatly comforted.
However, it wasn't long before he frowned.
The originally rich medicinal fragrance was replaced by a nauseating stench for some unknown reason.
He sprang up from his chair with a whoosh and shouted: "Who is it! Who soiled their pants?"
At this moment, everyone's gaze fell upon Miao Miaomiao in the corner.
Indeed, that smell, like boiled feces, was emanating from her Pill Furnace.
Moreover, thick Black Smoke was rising eerily from the furnace. In a moment, the entire Pill Hall was so dark one couldn't see their hand, choking everyone until tears streamed down their faces.
Elder Cheng, snapping back to reality, lunged forward, slammed heavily on the table, and roared deafeningly: "Miao Miaomiao!! What! Are! You! Doing?"