Although the talisman on the jade pendant is rare, she was an ancestor of a first-grade sect in her previous life and had seen all kinds of rare things, so she also knew that this thing had the effect of concealing one's cultivation level.
She can actually draw it herself, and can even draw spells that are more exquisite than this. However, her current cultivation level is too low, she lacks spiritual power in her body, and she is too lazy to draw.
She changed the charm on the jade pendant so that everyone could only detect her third-level cultivation level, and then she was satisfied.
She casually hung the jade pendant on her body, just enough to cover up her current fifth-level cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
She picked up the secret book of exercises and looked at it again. After just two glances, she found that there were seven or eight loopholes in it.
Picking up the pen and making changes on it, Mo Yu yawned. He had just modified the spells and skill secrets and used up all his spiritual power, so he should go back and catch up on some sleep.
Although she didn't know why the sect was so kind to her, she knew one thing very well: she couldn't stand this shit any longer.
Sure enough, at noon that day, she was summoned to the practice building again.
[Ding dong! You have a new check-in task. Within three days, go to Shuiyun Sect to check in.]
Mo Yu scratched his somewhat messy hair.
By the time she arrived at the practice square, the place was already crowded with people, and all the inner disciples of the sect had gathered here, with expressions of indignation on their faces.
"Damn it, this Shuiyun Sect is really bullying people!"
"This guy is too arrogant!"
"If these senior brothers were here, they would definitely give them a good beating."
"When I see these green lotuses, I want to beat them up. Just because I am a fifth-grade sect, I come here to be arrogant and domineering."
"But this Zhao Kang is said to be more than just a simple disciple. He is a direct disciple of the master of the Shuiyun Sect. He has already reached the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Stage in just three years, and will soon be able to form elixirs."
"The direct disciples of our sect master are not simple. Didn't we just accept one..."
At this point, the disciple's voice choked up.
Accepting a direct disciple who spent five years practicing to the third level of entry?
Even saying this made him feel embarrassed.
At this time, Mo Yu slowly passed by them, and several people were itching their teeth with hatred.
The top-grade Tianlinggen is still so lazy, and has been unable to improve his cultivation. Now he has become a direct disciple of the sect. With such a sleepy look, he must have slept until the sun rises.
This is pure and simple, just occupying the latrine and not taking a shit!
Ignoring these glances, Mo Yu entered the main hall of the practice building leisurely.
From the looks of it, someone from the Shuiyun Sect must have come to provoke him, and he was an extremely arrogant and domineering guy.
Sure enough, there are fights everywhere between low-level sects.
The sect leader and the elders were all in the main hall, and they were all powerful and powerful. However, the young and energetic Shuiyun Sect disciples were not afraid at all, especially the leading man, who still had a proud smile on his face.
The atmosphere in the venue was so solid that it almost turned into ice.
Seeing Mo Yu coming over, a sneer appeared on Wang Zhi's condensed face. It disappeared so quickly that no one noticed it.
"Xiao Yu, this time, you and your senior brother Junhao will go to Shuiyun Sect together."
As soon as these words came out, the man headed by Shuiyun Sect was unhappy.
"Let me tell you, Sect Master, although the exchange of disciples between sects for two months before the five-year grade evaluation is just a formality, you can't fool me like this. I, Zhao Kang, am a direct disciple of the sect, and the other disciples I brought with me
The disciples are all in the Foundation Establishment stage, so why don’t you send over a little girl like this who is entering the third level?"
These words really show no respect for the leader of the sect.
Although Wang Zhi had a smile on his face, his voice was surprisingly cold.
"She is also my direct disciple."
Zhao Kang frowned and looked Mo Yu up and down again.
About fifteen years old, a direct disciple of the third level?
Could it be that the leader of Tuoyue Sect broke the pot and found a scapegoat to fool him?
Also, for a small sixth-grade sect, it would not be easy to go to their sect in exchange for a disciple, and this little girl would probably be even worse off.
Mo Yu didn't feel anything when she heard that her master wanted her to be an exchange student.
She also knew about the exchange of disciples.
Three months before each sect selection, there is a rule among sects to exchange disciples.
It was said that going to the other sect to exchange and study for two months would be beneficial to the emotional connection between the sects.
As an ancestor in her previous life, these worldly matters had nothing to do with her, but now they fall on her head.
Fortunately, the system task happened to be to sign in at Shuiyun Sect, so she didn't have to make an extra trip herself.
Zhao Kangzhi came to Mo Yu proudly and looked down at her.
"Hey, Xiao Nizi, do you know what a sect exchange student is?"
Mo Yu nodded, "I know."
Her facial features are beautiful, and her blank expression at this time makes her look particularly cute and harmless to humans and animals.
Zhao Kang bowed slightly and showed a nasty smile.
"Aren't you afraid? The exchange students from your weak sect who go to our sect are just sending you a target to vent your anger. Haha, you should thank your own master."
Zhao Kang's open and honest sowing of dissension made everyone in the Shuiyun Sect in the room look angry.
When Zhao Kang approached Mo Yu, Wang Zhi and Du Tuo looked at each other.
When no one noticed, a flash of dark blue flashed across their pupils.
They clearly saw that the dark misfortune on Mo Yu had already fallen on Zhao Kang.
The two of them took a half-step back in tacit understanding, waiting to see the show.
Boy, you're done.
After saying this, Zhao Kangjing waited for Mo Yu to show a look of fear, but unfortunately, he didn't.
She just said a faint "Oh" and turned to look at Wang Zhi on the stage.
"Master, when can we set off?"
Such courage, such courage, such psychological quality!
Wang Zhi gave her a thumbs up in his mind.
"Any time."
This indifferent expression made Zhao Kang angry.
He stared closely at Mo Yu in front of him, thinking to himself, let her know and let her go and have a hard time.
But at this moment, there was a crunching sound from the statues on both sides of the hall, and a huge spiritual beast's head fell down, and accidentally rolled straight towards Zhao Kang.
Zhao Kang had no time to react. He screamed and was directly pressed under the statue. The sound of broken bones could be heard.
Mo Yu had a baffled look on his face as the statue narrowly passed him by.
She didn't do anything.
Wang Zhi and Du Tuo sighed in unison.
Wonderful!
Zhao Kang wailed in pain and lay on the stretcher howling.
"You definitely did it on purpose! You plotted against me on purpose! Tuoyue Sect, right? I will tell my master exactly what happened today, and I want you to walk away in vain!"
Wang Zhi cleared his throat, with a look of helplessness on his face, "You also know that our Tuoyue Sect is poor. This statue hasn't been repaired for many years. Who made you unlucky today?"