Immortals Dump Waste In My Home

After this person left, he felt rather annoyed and felt that he had gone too far.    

    

However, he had been busy the whole night and was indeed very tired. There was no need to keep wasting time with them. First, he went back to his room and slept until late in the morning when there was movement outside.    

    

"Young Master Xu, the sun is already shining on your ass outside. What should we do if you don't wake up?"    

    

This voice was very familiar to him. Could it be that his disciple first came to attack, then he came again? This time, he did understand the rules, but hearing him directly shout outside, he felt that there was no rule.    

    

He packed up his things and didn't have time to look at the things under the bed. It was so bright that no one in the room could see the pile of dirty clothes and he opened the door and came out.    

    

"Master, I don't know what else you need me to do. If I don't have any more, I think I'll have to start planning to return to our academy on this day."    

    

Yesterday, he found out from the people above that he broke a bead. It seemed that he really wanted to go back.    

    

Since the two beads were with him, he knew that he wouldn't be able to solve the problem later on, so he deliberately did this. They also purposely paid the bill so that he wouldn't be able to go back with a bead. If he crushed all three beads, he would still be able to teleport back.    

    

There was no need to explain this to him, it could also be considered as a way to keep Xu Fann here.    

    

"Young Master Xu, why are you in such a hurry to return? We will finish this competition soon, and when the time comes, I will send someone to the An Xuan Academy as well. We will escort you all the way back, and then we won't be the best companions."    

    

Xu Fann resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "What a big ghost! Who told you how useless you old foxes are? If you stay one more day, you'll be in more danger. You're not that stupid."    

    

"Is this what you say or what our academy says? Actually, I haven't finished some things on my way back, so I'm afraid it's not good to linger any further."    

    

Lin Pinggao was slightly surprised. This brat was really determined to go back. Just what happened to make him so confident? It wasn't because he had stayed here for the past few days that he was fine.    

    

"We've already approved the letter with your academy. That letter hasn't arrived yet, so I'm sure we won't reject it after a month or two. It's better if we don't wait for it."    

    

This old man knew that if he were to just blindly say no, then he would cause the kid in front of him to become suspicious. The other reason was that his heart was conflicted; if he wanted to say too much, then he had to go back.    

    

He had also heard that Xu Fann's sect was precisely that weird old fogey who was extremely protective of his own. If something really happened here, what would happen to him?    

    

"Alright, I'll be waiting for the reply from the academy."    

    

This kid didn't resist and didn't resist. He didn't expect that question. According to his previous method of asking until the end, he shouldn't have continued asking.    

    

"That's good. However, the courtyard you are staying in is suitable for you so it is not suitable for you to stay there for a long time. Why don't you come to my three doors and leave an extra room for you?"    

    

The promise he made with the little girl should not be known. If they were to contact each other for convenience, of course, it would be better to stay as close as possible.    

    

However, this would also help. The trouble might alert the two of them as well.    

    

"There's no need to go through all this trouble. I think it's better for me to stay here."    

    

Lin Pinggao looked at him for a while and didn't say anything in the end. He only told him to rest more and to call for reinforcements when the competition started.    

    

He went back to his room and took out the sword from under the bed. It was a bit dirty. It looked like human filth in the daytime because of the faint smell of blood.    

    

He looked at this item. If it wasn't for his understanding of Ink Swallowing, he really wouldn't want to touch it.    

    

He took out the Ink Swallowing and placed it beside him, he wanted to see how the two swords are related to each other.    

    

In the end, he couldn't stand the dirt on the sword, so he went to get a basin of water. He didn't dare to openly wipe the water outside, so he could only hide in his own room and wash three pots of water in a row to barely be able to see the original appearance of the sword. It was actually white.    

    

Although the white color was now extremely mottled, it was clear that it was not an ordinary sword.    

    

He tried to pull the sword out, but the tendon sheath was tightly clenched. No matter how much effort he put in, he was unable to move it. Could there be a connection between the two?    

    

He carefully looked at the words engraved on the door, wanting to see clearly. However, they were too mottled, so he could only barely make out one word: puke.    

    

What was this name? However, the ground could not be seen at all. They determined that it was definitely a single word. Just where did this sword come from?    

    

After he poured the dirty water back into the sheath, he went to look at the tendon sheath which had separated from the body. A faint cold light shone from the edge of the arrow; it was as white as snow.    

    

It was the first time that he saw such a white shadow of a weapon with a metallic glint on it. However, it was completely white. It looked like a godly weapon. Moreover, it was different from his scabbard. It was completely unharmed.    

    

If he took it out from that place like that, it would be troublesome if they were to pursue the matter. However, after thinking carefully, he saw that that place was abandoned for many years and no one had ever entered before.    

    

As long as he had hidden the sword well, it should be fine, but he was still hesitant. What if he was discovered, it would be giving his reason to someone else, and they would be more than happy to have him stay.    

    

Furthermore, there was also that whatever slayer crying, it was very likely to be in the realm of Shangyuan City. If they all knew that he had entered such a place before, it would not be a good thing for him.    

    

But after thinking about it, there was only one solution. He would put on his clothes at night and crawl back to that place and return the sword.    

    

Right now, he was already in the limelight, it would be strange if someone else did not notice his sword. Moreover, this weapon was obviously not ordinary, and someone in the Shangyuan City must be able to recognize it, so when the time came, there would be a problem.    

    

Seeing this, he packed the cloth bag and put it back under the bed. He would act immediately in the evening.    

    

It was not a windfall, but a calamity.    

    

Right now, he was in an extremely difficult situation. Within the Shangyuan City, there might be many people who were staring at him, especially the one from the three sects.