Chapter 372 - 372 372 Lesson to the Supreme Elder

Chapter 372: Chapter 372 Lesson to the Supreme Elder Chapter 372: Chapter 372 Lesson to the Supreme Elder Supreme Elder Qin?

Lin Fanhai’s soul trembled, he could hardly believe his eyes.

He had been an old disciple of the Green Cloud Sect for decades now.

How could he not recognize his own Supreme Elder?

He immediately shivered, hurriedly stepped forward to bow and welcome, but was stopped by Qin Wangchuan with a subtle glance.

Lin Fanhai, being a Deacon, naturally understood how to read expressions and gestures.

He quickly halted his movement.

However, he became somewhat flustered.

His heart pounded wildly.

Each year, only one elder would come here to verify the mining accounts.

Other than that, it was rare for any significant individuals from the sect to arrive.

Why did a revered figure suddenly appear?

“Deacon Lin, what’s wrong?” Jiang Fan asked, puzzled.

How could he, while leading the way, suddenly stand still like a wooden statue?

Lin Fanhai fixed his gaze.

He found Jiang Fan holding Qin Wangchuan’s hand, seemingly unaware of Qin Wangchuan’s frightening identity.

He suddenly realized that Supreme Elder Qin was intentionally testing this young disciple.

This made him regard Jiang Fan with respect, looking up to him ten times more than before.

Because the Supreme Elders only inspected someone they favored.

The Supreme Elders had not concerned themselves with worldly matters for many years.

For someone to warrant their personal inspection, could he be ordinary?

Suddenly.

He noticed a few of the outpost’s disciples, boasting to each other about the materials received from Jiang Fan.

A chill ran down his spine in fear!

Accepting bribes in front of a Supreme Elder?

Had they grown tired of living?

He swiftly rushed over, snatching the materials from their hands, and rebuked them sternly:

“Who told you to accept Junior Brother Jiang’s items?”

“How have I usually taught you?”

The few disciples were dumbfounded.

But you never taught us that before?

And, when Junior Brother Jiang gave them earlier, you said nothing?

Why the sudden rage?

Lin Fanhai, holding a pile of materials, sheepishly smiled as he handed them back to Jiang Fan, saying:

“Please forgive them, Junior Brother Jiang. They’ve been in this impoverished place for too long and haven’t seen good things.”

“Take them back, I cannot accept them.”

Jiang Fan was also confused.

What was Lin Fanhai up to?

Why had he suddenly changed?

However, having given a gift, how could he take it back?

“Deacon Lin, no need for formalities, it’s just a small token, no need to be so polite.” Jiang Fan said.

Lin Fanhai wanted to refuse again.

He noticed Qin Wangchuan casting him an impatient glance.

Frightened, he shivered and dared not argue further, quickly saying: “Let’s go inside first.”

He immediately scolded the few disciples: “Hurry and boil some water! And bring out the Cloud Mist Tea!”

The few disciples hesitated for a moment.

An older disciple glanced at Jiang Fan and said uncertainly:

“Deacon, there’s only one tin of Cloud Mist Tea left.”

“It’s only enough for the year-end account-checking elder.”

Such precious tea, to entertain a junior disciple?

Has the Deacon lost his mind?

Lin Fanhai was so enraged that he wanted to kick him away.

The person before them was a Supreme Elder, what was an account-checking elder compared to that!

“Just go as I said!” He scolded.

He then turned and politely invited the two inside with a sheepish smile.

“The outpost’s resources are scarce, please don’t laugh at us.”

Jiang Fan sighed slightly.

In the sect, Cloud Mist Tea was considered just a decent Spirit Tea, consumed frequently by disciples.

The Spirit Tea consumed by the Deacons and elders was much higher quality.

Unexpectedly, at this Seven-colored Mine, Cloud Mist Tea had become top-level Spirit Tea to greet honored guests.

Life at this outpost was indeed too impoverished.

At that moment.

Qin Wangchuan tugged at his hand, seemingly wanting to say something.

Jiang Fan knelt down, bringing his ear to her, and heard a string of complaints.

“Why are you being so polite with them?”

“Don’t you have the Sect Master’s Jade Pendant? Take it out, would they dare defy you?”

“And sending gifts, making it so troublesome!”

So this was what she wanted to ask.

Jiang Fan smiled gently.

“The Sect Master’s Jade Pendant would only make them obey in words, not in heart, wouldn’t truly help you obtain the Seven-colored Mysterious Ice.”

“Moreover…” Jiang Fan sighed softly while looking around at the shabby wooden hut:

“As fellow disciples of the Green Cloud Sect, they serve the sect in such a remote place, yet their life is so poor.”

“Within my ability, gifting a small favor is my token of goodwill.”

Hearing these last two sentences.

Qin Wangchuan couldn’t help but glance at Jiang Fan.

A trace of softness flashed in her stern eyes.

This outpost was her own creation back in the day.

It represented her bit of hard work.

Unexpectedly, the people staying behind at the outpost were living in poverty because of it.

She felt somewhat guilty.

Jiang Fan’s kindness to them naturally brought her much gratification.

Of course.

As the most stubborn elder of the Green Cloud Sect, she wouldn’t admit it, pouting:

“Unnecessary.”

Jiang Fan tapped her forehead, saying: “No empathy at all!”

“Sit quietly later, do not wander or speak!”

Qin Wangchuan bared her teeth.

This scoundrel, was he addicted to lecturing her?

Lin Fanhai, watching from the side, was almost dumbfounded.

Had he remembered it wrong?

Wasn’t this Supreme Elder Qin known for her bad temper?

To endure Jiang Fan’s tapping on her forehead and being reprimanded?

How significant was Jiang Fan to her to endure this?

He quickly reminded Jiang Fan, saying: “Junior Brother Jiang, speak kindly.”

Qin Wangchuan glared at Jiang Fan, saying: “When I return, I’ll have the sect improve the outpost’s conditions.”

“Is that empathetic enough?”

Jiang Fan chuckled:

“Who listens to you?”

“I’ll write a letter to report to Master.”

The outpost disciples, living like this for a long time, would gradually lose their sense of belonging to the sect.

Eventually, the outcome would be unpredictable.

The matter definitely needed to be brought to Master’s attention.

Upon hearing this.

Lin Fanhai’s body trembled fiercely, and his eyes quickly filled with mist.

He grasped Jiang Fan’s hand, choking with emotion: “Junior Brother Jiang, thank you. On behalf of the whole outpost, thank you.”

At this moment, he couldn’t control his excited emotions.

Many disciples of the Green Cloud Sect had come here.

But no one had ever thought to do anything about their predicament.

Jiang Fan offered to reflect their situation to the Sect Master.

This moved him deeply.

Qin Wangchuan’s lips slightly curved.

Jiang Fan treated her established outpost well, so she would repay him a favor and help Jiang Fan gain goodwill.

“Deacon Lin, no need for formalities, I will write now.”

At once, he wrote a letter, describing the real situation here.

He also placed the Sect Master’s personal Jade Pendant in the letter.

Seeing the Jade Pendant, Lin Fanhai’s body trembled again.

This was the Sect Master’s Jade Pendant!

He then realized that Jiang Fan didn’t actually need to be polite with them.

“Junior Brother Jiang, if you need anything during your visit to the Seven-colored Mine, just say the word!”

“Senior Brother will go through fire and water for you!”

Lin Fanhai was truly moved.

Jiang Fan smiled and handed him the letter: “Deacon Lin, please find a reliable person to deliver the letter back to the sect.”

“As for this visit… I do have a small request.”

He bowed and said: “I heard that this mine produces Seven-colored Mysterious Ice.”

“Could Senior Brother provide some guidance?”

Seven-colored Mysterious Ice?

Lin Fanhai was taken aback, only such an item could bring here a disciple favored by a Supreme Elder.

But thinking about information on Seven-colored Mysterious Ice, he furrowed his brows.

“What? Is there no information on Seven-colored Mysterious Ice?” Jiang Fan frowned.

Lin Fanhai shook his head.

“Seven-colored Mysterious Ice appears a block or two occasionally each year, indeed very rare.”

“A few days ago, the sect found a piece of Seven-colored Mysterious Ice.”

Before Jiang Fan could show joy.

Lin Fanhai added gravely:

“However, no one was able to extract this piece of Seven-colored Mysterious Ice.”

As he spoke.

He glanced at Qin Wangchuan.

Yet he remained firm in his assertion.