When Xiao Pang heard this, he was stunned. He thought, my uncles and aunts didn't bother me much. Uncle Qingfengzi helped me, but that was a few years ago. The reason why I have cultivated to this point is obviously my own efforts. What does it have to do with them?
After hearing this, the headmaster's wife frowned and couldn't help but scolded with a smile: "What are you talking about? What do you mean by extremely tragic talent and qualifications?"
"Of course it's the talent and aptitude of this little fat boy?" The dean said immediately, "I said at the beginning that his father's attribute is mainly fire, supplemented by wood, and he should find a female cultivator with fire attribute as his wife, but he found a female cultivator with water attribute as the main attribute, supplemented by earth and harmony attributes. As a result, he gave birth to such a fat boy, who actually has all the attributes, with all five elements and completely balanced! I have lived for hundreds of years and have seen countless people! But he is the only one with such bad attributes. Don't you think it's tragic?"
After hearing this, Xiaopang's face suddenly turned red, and countless black lines appeared on his forehead. He thought, 'No wonder the dean is nicknamed the fierce fire dragon, and is also known as the one who has no taboos. This guy speaks casually! How can you describe someone like that? Am I so miserable?'
The little girl over there was already laughing so hard that she was staggering back and forth. She couldn't even stand steadily and almost fell to the ground!
Although the Jindan cultivator tried his best to hold back his laughter, one could tell from his slightly trembling body how hard it was for him to hold it back.
As for the headmaster's wife, she covered her forehead with her hands, speechless for a while. She thought, 'How blind was I to choose such a piece of trash to marry?'
Although he was teased by the dean, Xiaopang was not angry, because he could feel that the dean really did not treat him as an outsider, so he was so unscrupulous. Otherwise, how could the other party, who had been the dean of Xuantian Branch for hundreds of years, be such a brainless person?
Therefore, although it was very embarrassing, Xiaopang felt the warmth of his family, and the nervousness of meeting an important person for the first time disappeared without a trace.
However, at this moment, the dean who had been grinning along suddenly changed his expression and stared at Xiaopang's waist.
Xiaopang thought he hadn't fastened his belt when he went out. If that happened, he would be embarrassed! He was so scared that he quickly lowered his head to check his clothes, but found nothing wrong. He then raised his head in confusion and looked at the dean, asking why he was staring at him.
The dean didn't say anything, but just frowned and stretched out his hand. Then, Xiao Pang felt a lightness on his waist, and the storage bag tied there disappeared out of thin air and appeared in the other person's palm.
After the dean got the storage bag, he immediately used his spiritual sense to explore inside and found that there was only a pitiful broken flying sword, a few low-grade spirit stones and a bottle of low-level elixir. His face suddenly became extremely gloomy.
He immediately asked Xiao Pang angrily: "Xiao Pang, why do you only have so little money? And you still use such a broken storage bag? If you throw this thing on the street, no one will pick it up!"
It turned out that the dean became suspicious because he saw that the storage bag that Xiaopang was carrying was too shabby. Then he discovered that the things inside were even shabbier, so he couldn't help but question him.
You know, Xiaopang is now a cultivator of the tenth level of the innate realm, and at such a young age, he is a man with a promising future. But it is too surprising that such a person is so shabby.
In fact, it's not that Xiaopang can't afford a storage bag, it's just that he has the space of his natal magic weapon, which can hold many things, so there is no need to spend the money, so he has been using the super tattered storage bag issued by the sect.
Originally, Xiaopang brought this storage bag just to conceal his identity, and later he got used to it. But now the dean found out something was wrong and questioned him. Xiaopang's mind moved, and he immediately had an idea. When he first became an outer sect disciple, he was once made difficult by the outer sect steward. Not only were the flying swords and storage bags he was given the worst, but even the magic tools he was supposed to be given were withheld.
Xiaopang has always kept this in mind, but his words were too insignificant to be taken seriously.]
On the previous page, a deacon with a strong background was killed, so he had to let that guy do whatever he wanted. But today, the dean personally asked about this matter, hehe, it seems like an opportunity?
Thinking of this, Xiao Pang immediately pretended to be innocent and said, "My family is poor, so I can only use the storage bag issued by the sect!"
"What?" The dean's face turned green when he heard it. "You said this is the storage bag given to you by the sect?"
"Yes, and there are also flying swords inside, which were all given to me by the sect when I became an outer sect disciple." Xiao Pang then said, "At that time, the outer sect steward said that the sect was in a difficult situation and could only give out things like this, and that it would take another ten years before another magical weapon was given out. I thought, since the sect is in trouble, I can't be too extravagant, so I have been using this!"
"Haha!" The dean laughed out of anger after hearing this. He took out the broken flying sword and sneered, "My Xuantian Branch is also a prestigious and famous sect, but now under my leadership, it has fallen to the point of giving out this kind of garbage to the disciples? I am really unqualified as the dean!"
The headmaster's wife looked at the flying sword that was almost broken and could not fly with a murderous look on her face, and then said angrily: "This is impossible. When we were in seclusion, the sect was thriving, and the inventory of materials was piled up like a mountain. The disciples of the weapon refining hall could not use up all the materials even if they worked hard. How could we become so poor in such a short time? There must be something fishy!"
"We'll know if there's anything fishy going on if we call that outer sect steward over!" The dean then looked up and said, "Call all eight outer sect stewards!"
"Yes!" Someone outside immediately responded, and then someone went out to call the outer sect deacon.
After sending the people out, the air suddenly became more tense. The Jindan cultivator's expression changed. While the dean and his wife were staring at Xiao Pang, he hurriedly winked at Xiao Pang, with anxious warnings flashing in his eyes from time to time, clearly threatening Xiao Pang to shut up.
However, what the Jindan cultivator didn't expect was that the dean seemed to have eyes on his back. He noticed his facial movements after just a few movements. The dean suddenly turned his head and glared at him, "Do you feel itchy on your face? Do you want to be beaten?"
"Disciple, no, no, I dare not!" Faced with the anger of the dean, he was so scared that he couldn't speak clearly.