My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 540: Five hundred thirty-nine, missing

Chapter 540: Five hundred thirty-nine, missing

The workshop was dotted with various shops, resembling a bustling small city.

Song Yan Ning arrived at the Elixir Building designated by Fang Yanran and entered.

Seeing Song Yan Ning’s attire, the shop assistant knew she was an Outer Disciple and approached, “Junior Sister, are you here to buy elixirs?” Unlike Inner Sect Disciples, Outer Disciples couldn’t just approach someone from Dan Pavilion to make elixirs if they were on good terms with them.

“I’m here to pick up elixirs for Senior Sister Fang.” Song Yan Ning knew there were rules in the sect that must be followed, and even if she didn’t like Fang Yanran, she was obliged to call her Senior Sister within the sect.

“Alright, please wait a moment.” The assistant turned and headed towards the counter.

In no time, the assistant returned with a bottle of elixir and handed it to Song Yan Ning, “This bottle contains the elixir that Senior Sister Fang requested.”

Song Yan Ning took the Jade Bottle, scanned it with her Divine Sense, saw three Mid-grade Gathering Spirit Pills inside, nodded, and left the Elixir Building.

Song Yan Ning did not linger in the workshop; nothing there really piqued her interest.

Upon seeing Song Yan Ning return, Fang Yanran got up, approached, and began accusing, “You took so long just to get some elixirs, don’t you know I need this elixir urgently?”

Song Yan Ning ignored Fang Yanran, took out the Jade Bottle containing the elixirs, threw it to Fang Yanran, and walked away.

“You!” Fang Yanran didn’t expect Song Yan Ning to behave like this and was hopping mad.

Song Yan Ning had only taken a few steps when Fang Yanran caught up, yelling, “You shameless thief, how dare you steal my elixir?”

Song Yan Ning disdainfully glanced at the Jade Bottle in Fang Yanran’s hand, “I wouldn’t want such a low-level elixir even if it were gifted to me.” She had seen such tricks before.

“Give me back my elixir, or I’ll tell Deacon Xiong to kick you out of Tianyi Gate.” Fang Yanran looked arrogantly at Song Yan Ning, a smug look in her eyes. She wanted to see how she would teach anyone disrespecting her.

“Tell whoever you want.” Song Yan Ning appeared unconcerned. She wasn’t someone easily frightened; such childish threats didn’t bother her at all.

“You!” Seeing that Song Yan Ning wasn’t even afraid of being expelled from the sect, Fang Yanran grew even angrier. This was the first time she had seen such audacity in a New Disciple; any other would have knelt and begged for mercy by now.

“What’s going on here?” Deacon Xiong, having heard the argument, walked over.

“Deacon Xiong, you’ve come just in time—she stole my elixirs,” Fang Yanran accused, pointing at Song Yan Ning.

Deacon Xiong frowned slightly and looked sternly at Song Yan Ning, “If you took Junior Sister Fang’s elixirs, return them quickly. Otherwise, you’ll be subject to disciplinary action by the sect rules.” He could understand why Song Yan Ning could not resist taking Fang Yanran’s elixirs; after all, unlike Inner Sect Disciples, who received specific cultivation resources from the sect each month, Outer Disciples had to fend for themselves and acquiring elixirs came with great effort, sometimes even at the cost of their lives.

“I didn’t take them,” Song Yan Ning said calmly.

“I distinctly had six Mid-grade Gathering Spirit Pills, and now there are only three left. You were the one who went to the Elixir Building, so if not you, who else could have taken them?” Fang Yanran glared at Song Yan Ning, interrogating her.

Song Yan Ning scoffed, “I don’t have Mid-grade Gathering Spirit Pills, but I do have a few Top-grade ones. Forget it, considering how much you treasure these trashy pills, I’ll generously give you a few; consider any extra as a donation from my kindness.” As she spoke, she took out a bottle of elixirs and threw it to Fang Yanran.

“Deacon Xiong, look, she’s the one who stole it,” Fang Yanran caught the Jade Bottle that Song Yan Ning threw. How could a new Outer Disciple possess elixirs like the Gathering Spirit Pills? Even she had to gather Spirit Grass and find someone to do Alchemy for her.

Deacon Xiong’s expression darkened, and he had already planned to punish Song Yan Ning. “Junior Sister Fang, open it and check if these are the pills you lost.”

Fang Yanran nodded, opened the Jade Bottle, and revealed a disbelief in her eyes after seeing the pills inside. They were indeed Top-grade Gathering Spirit Pills; she had thought Song Yan Ning was just bluffing.

Seeing Fang Yanran’s unusual expression, Deacon Xiong remembered what Song Yan Ning had just said and leaned in to see the Jade Bottle in Fang Yanran’s hands. “These really are Top-grade Gathering Spirit Pills.” He had thought Song Yan Ning said that just to provoke Fang Yanran.

“Junior Sister Song, where did you get these pills?” Deacon Xiong regained his composure and asked Song Yan Ning. Obviously, possessing Top-grade Gathering Spirit Pills, Song Yan Ning would not care about Fang Yanran’s Mid-grade Gathering Spirit Pills.

“I made them,” stated Song Yan Ning softly.

“What a joke, how could an Outer Disciple like you make such pills? You must have stolen them,” Fang Yanran said with a mocking cold laughter.

Song Yan Ning looked at Fang Yanran as though staring at an idiot. “It seems you have quite some experience with stealing.”

“You!” Fang Yanran trembled with anger, at a loss for words.

Song Yan Ning quickly snatched the Jade Bottle from Fang Yanran’s hands. “This level of pill is useless to you, you are more suited for fool’s medication.”

Having said that, Song Yan Ning turned and walked toward her own room.

Fang Yanran, not expecting Song Yan Ning to take back the pills, regained her senses and conjured a mirror to attack Song Yan Ning. As an Inner Sect Disciple, even if she killed an Outer Disciple, at most her master would scold her.

Song Yan Ning gave a cold smile and conjured her Longsword, clashing with Fang Yanran’s mirror.

“Stop fighting.” Deacon Xiong hadn’t expected Fang Yanran and Song Yan Ning to come to blows, and was frantically anxious on the side. Song Yan Ning had just claimed the pills were her own creation, which he did not believe, but he really wanted to know where Song Yan Ning’s pills had come from; if Song Yan Ning died, he would never find out.

“Clang!” The Longsword and mirror struck each other.

Fang Yanran was slightly surprised, then her face filled with shock as she looked at her own mirror, “How is this possible?” Her Magical Treasure mirror had actually shattered.

“Trash is just trash,” Song Yan Ning glanced at the shattered mirror, retracted her flying sword, and turned to leave.

Deacon Xiong watched Song Yan Ning’s retreating figure, his eyes filled with excitement and thrill. He was certain, Song Yan Ning was no ordinary Outer Disciple; he must get closer to Song Yan Ning in the future.

Fang Yanran picked up the broken pieces of the mirror from the ground, caressing them heartbrokenly. This was something she had obtained after immense hardship; it was wrecked by Song Yan Ning, and she would not let Song Yan Ning get away with it.

Xu Mingyue was studying the Array Formation Technique when she heard the door open, knew it was Song Yan Ning returning, turned her head and smiled slightly, “You’re back!”

Song Yan Ning walked over and sat down opposite Xu Mingyue, “Is there anything you don’t understand?”

Xu Mingyue shook her head and smiled, “This Cultivation Technique is the most comprehensibly written one I’ve encountered. It analyses each Array very thoroughly. I originally had some doubts about certain Arrays, but now I understand them completely.”

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