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Chapter 301: Sister, Have You Passed the Exam?

Can a single person's destructive power really be calculated?

Shi Ti fell silent.

He suddenly felt that he couldn't quite understand that old friend from Sheng Gong.

Judging solely from the letter, the content seemed as if Sang Lao had truly just guessed that Xu Xiaoshou would cause some major trouble here that even Shi Ti couldn't handle.

However, even with all those holes in the Dan Ta, Shi Ti wasn't so narrow-minded as to hold a grudge against a junior over it.

But was that all there was to it?

Shi Ti gazed at Xu Xiaoshou and suddenly asked:

"Sang Lao, what is he to you?"

The young man had only mentioned earlier that his junior sister was Sang Lao's disciple, but as for himself...

In Tian Sang Ling Gong, everyone referred to each other as senior brothers and sisters, so Shi Ti naturally assumed he wasn't.

If he were, could this kid really hold back and not say anything?

Xu Xiaoshou thought of the three rules they had agreed upon and replied seriously:

"Sang Lao is my vice dean."

As expected...

Shi Ti understood it all in his heart.

This letter appeared to be about this kid, but essentially, it was just to divert his attention.

Your precious disciple is here for the assessment, and you're getting nervous about it!

All these tactics are just to make me focus more on this Xu Xiaoshou?

Ha, how ridiculous!

I'm Shi Ti—I won't fall for your old fox's tricks!

Mu Zixi is the real priority here. Trying to divert my attention? Not a chance!

"Are you two here to take the refining dan master badge assessment?"

The two nodded.

Shi Ti put the letter back into the envelope, tucked it into his robe, and looked at Mu Zixi.

"My earlier proposal wasn't a joke, nor was it to test you, little girl. Don't rush to refuse—just take some time to think it over."

With that, he turned and headed up the stairs.

"Follow me. We'll do the assessment upstairs."

As soon as he said this, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

"Oh my heavens, from what the president means, he's ignoring the fact that the Dan Ta was blown up? He's letting these two off and giving them the exam?"

"Wah, the president is such a kind soul. You won't find anyone as just and upright as him anymore."

"You're all missing the point! That letter is the key. What on earth did it say to make the president change his mind?"

"What did it say... How should I know? Do you dare go look at it?"

"Who cares about the letter? The focus is on Sang Lao—the vice president of the Refining Dan Master Association who's never shown his face, yet still holds that title. Doesn't that say enough?"

"Oh? Is that so... I've heard—mind you, just heard—that between President Shi Ti and Sang Lao, it's like they were childhood sweethearts..."

Shi Ti's foot paused, and he nearly stumbled at the top of the stairs.

"All of you, get out of here!"

"Ah, ah, ah."

Everyone was startled and scattered in a panic.

Xu Xiaoshou and Mu Zixi exchanged glances, a bit shaken.

Mu Zixi followed him up, while Xu Xiaoshou quietly slipped away and grabbed the person who had spoken last, asking:

"What do you mean by childhood sweethearts? Explain yourself..."

"Xu Xiaoshou! Get over here right now!"

"Oh, oh."

Xu Xiaoshou hadn't expected the president to still be keeping an eye on him, so he reluctantly let go of the person's hand.

As he left, he lowered his voice and said:

"What's your name? Leave an address. I'm really interested in your story..."

"Hurry up!"

"Coming, coming."

Xu Xiaoshou took a step, then turned back again: "I..."

Before he could finish, he suddenly felt himself floating up.

Looking down, he realized he was on Shi Ti's shoulder.

Xu Xiaoshou: ???

This old president is really a Wang Zuo expert!

Everyone was stunned.

"Holy crap, what did I just see? The president is carrying someone?"

"Damn, what kind of treatment is that?"

"I want that too..."

Xu Xiaoshou grinned and gestured wildly from the president's shoulder.

Unfortunately, he wasn't afraid, but the person who had spoken earlier was terrified.

Xu Xiaoshou looked at him expectantly, but the man just silently shook his head and sealed his own lips.

On the seventh floor.

Unlike the spacious lower floors bustling with people wandering around without buying anything, this place was filled entirely with refining dan masters.

They all wore uniform refining dan robes, gathered in groups of three or five around tables, deeply engaged in discussions. Sometimes, they'd get excited about a key point and slap the table or tug at their beards...

This completely shattered Xu Xiaoshou's image of refining dan masters as noble figures.

Some younger ones were clearly brought by their elders and stood respectfully on the outskirts, diligently taking notes.

"What an intense learning atmosphere..."

Xu Xiaoshou sighed.

For others, the Refining Dan Master Association might just be a place to buy authentic dan medicine.

But for these old scholars, it was a holy land.

If they could conquer the other old-timers with their refining dan skills, the sense of achievement would be no less than that of chess masters dominating an entire neighborhood with Go.

Shi Ti and the others arrived without drawing much attention from the crowd.

Xu Xiaoshou had already been set down—the president wouldn't carry someone around in front of all these old folks; that would be too embarrassing.

The group walked past the noisy discussion area and came to a row of rooms that felt slightly hot.

Refining dan rooms!

Mu Zixi's face tensed up a bit. She might not mind a fight, but this technical task of refining dan was her first time, and she felt uneasy.

Xu Xiaoshou, on the other hand, was unfazed.

He had already mastered the "Jin Zhao Ning Dan Technique" quite perfectly in just ten days and had a good grasp of ordinary refining dan methods.

Theoretically, the chance of an explosion was low.

Glancing back, Fu Xing was following them.

Xu Xiaoshou asked curiously:

"Are you taking the refining dan master assessment too?"

"No, I'm here to watch my sister."

"Watch your sister?"

"Yeah."

Xu Xiaoshou paused for a moment, then asked suddenly:

"Is your sister Fu Yin Hong?"

"Yes."

Fu Xing wasn't surprised. In Tian Sang City, it would be odd if someone didn't know the Fu family.

Xu Xiaoshou wasn't taken aback either; he was prepared for this.

Fu Yin Hong—that deputy commander...

"Your sister is Fu Yin Hong, so what's your brother's name?"

"I don't have a brother."

"Oh, then what about your older brother?"

"I don't have an older brother either."

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes widened: "No, you do!"

Fu Xing froze, and his face darkened immediately.

He thought of the bet...

"Cursed, passive points: 1."

"Heh heh." Xu Xiaoshou chuckled smugly. "What should you call me again?"

Fu Xing stayed silent.

His sense of justice urged him to honor the bet, but looking at the person in front of him, it was all he could do not to throw a punch.

Call him brother?

"I..."

Just then, a nearby refining dan room opened, and out walked a woman with short red hair and a curvaceous figure.

Very different from the spirited demeanor she had before, Fu Yin Hong without her armor exuded a more feminine charm.

Xu Xiaoshou almost thought she was a different person.

After all, that deputy commander's temper could still be vividly remembered—he'd imprisoned people at the drop of a hat!

Fu Xing felt a huge relief, as if a weight had been lifted. Once an upright man, he had learned to evade ever since meeting Xu Xiaoshou.

The young master Fu immediately brushed past Xu Xiaoshou's shoulder and went straight to Fu Yin Hong, patting her on the shoulder with excitement.

"Sister, did you pass the assessment?"

Fu Yin Hong ignored him completely, her beautiful eyes locking directly onto Xu Xiaoshou.

Somewhat familiar?

Very familiar!

Who was this?

Xu Xiaoshou took a deep breath. There was no escaping it now. To avoid being imprisoned, he quickly put on a face even more excited than Fu Xing's.

He strode over and slapped her on the other shoulder, his expression full of passion and enthusiasm.

"Sister, did you pass the assessment?!"

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