Mu Xuezhao was shocked. Five hundred spiritual stones in total, she knew its value very well. Before she came to the school, her father wanted to use gold to exchange some spiritual stones. However, the ratio was one hundred liang of gold for one spiritual stone. So, five hundred stone stones were equal to fifty thousand liang of gold.
Fifty thousand liang of gold... Her family was rich in Qingluo City, but all the property of the family is not enough for so much.
Song Ning noticed her eyes and wondered: "What'wrong?"
"No... nothing... just...just..." She was making up the sentence.
"Just tell me what's in your mind! I'm not mind." He replied.
"You are mysterious! You know how to crush the stone and have so much money... You, are you a rich child?" She asked tentatively.
He smiled and shook his head, "Of course not. I got them by coincidence. I am an orphan, to be precise...a broomstick."
"I...I'm sorry. I don't mean it. Don't say that. You are not a broomstick. Without you, we will not be so smooth to enter the Tianyuan School. You are our lucky star!" She comforted.
Song Ning sighed. The Taihe Mountain was destroyed due to him, so was the Tianhe City. If he is not a broomstick, why such misfortune happened to him? Without the help of that mysterious soul, that dragon might appear again and the Tianyuan School will suffer disaster too.
But her comfort delighted him.
They two continued to cultivate. But at the same time, the Elder Hong of the Blue Dragon Court had gone to Mu Xuezhao's room many times.
"This little girl does not cultivate hard. When can she reach the sixth level of qi gathered period." He sighed heavily and turned back to his room.
In the Spiritual Spring, Song Ning and Mu Xuezhao had been cultivating for more than four hours and come out of the water to dry their clothes, during which, they did not idle, but meditated on the bank.
More than 50% spiritual energy was recovered in Song Ning's Dantian. He was in a good mood. Given time, his Dantian would be filled up soon and he could practice the second-level skill of the Magic Taoism Scripture.
Time was only a blink for warriors. Ten hours passed soon.
"My clothes are almost dry, and yours?" Song Ning asked.
Her clothes at the outer layer were already dry, but the underclothes were still a little tidal. She felt uncomfortable and had wanted to back to her room quickly to could change clean clothes, but she was hungry at the moment.
"They are dry too. Let's go..."
Her words had not been finished but her stomach growled.
Song Ning smiled, "Let's find something to eat. I have seen a canteen on the map."
She wanted to refuse. But she was really hungry. Moreover, the canteen was not far behind the Spiritual Spring. If they go back to the room and then come out, it would take a long time.
Filling stomach was more important. She bit her teeth, "Okay, but I don't have spiritual stones..."
"I have. Let's go!" Song Ning got up.
Mu Xuezhao went out with him. Because her underwear was still a little wet, her footsteps were very small. If carefully observed, she would be found unnatural.
Usually the disciples were coming and going in a hurry. Few people would notice Mu Xuezhao. However, this charging disciple was different. Since Song Ning and Mu Xuezhao came out of the gate, his gaze had always fallen on her. He noticed her awkward movement and sighed, "Ten hours! It's really enough for this inner female disciple! But this Song disciple is energetic. It seems like nothing happened to him after ten hours..."