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Zhao Yunxiao nodded.
As expected of Lu Zhiying.
Though excitement was a given, most others would also be worried about the outcome from the formation of their spiritual meridian root.
Spiritual meridian roots were categorised into three main types – namely regular, true, and golden – in ascending order of quality.
The type of spiritual meridian root corresponded to the type of spiritual meridians that would be formed eventually, meaning that a regular spiritual meridian root will only form regular spiritual meridians.
Most people would end up forming regular spiritual meridians, while the rare few who managed to form true meridians stood a chance to eventually reach the Transcendent realm.
Of course, standing a chance and actually being able to convert that chance into reality were two entirely different things altogether, but having that possibility was definitely way better than not having it in the first place.
As for those who managed to form golden meridians, such people were fewer than few, but each of them was destined for greatness on the path of cultivation.
Since the type of spiritual meridian root had such a great influence on a cultivator’s future, how could people not worry about it?
That said, perhaps someone as talented as Lu Zhiying truly did not have much to worry about.
“It’s good that you don’t seem nervous at all. Just maintain that calm mentality and do your best. You should be fine then,” Zhao Yunxiao advised. “What about your sect job? Have you decided on it yet?”
“That I haven’t decided. I shall think about it tonight!” Lu Zhiying said between mouthfuls of food.
“Might as well. I will be bringing you to the Medicine Pavilion today, so you can take a look there too,” Zhao Yunxiao said. “What about you, Gu Qiansi? What will you be doing today?”
“I will be going back to my garden plot.”
“Again? Are you still not done fixing it after so many days?” Zhao Yunxiao frowned.
“We are done fixing up our individual sections, but in order to prevent the same thing from happening again, we are setting up defensive barriers around the entire plot,” Gu Qiansi explained.
“Oh? Do let me know if you have any leftover materials. I would love to take anything to use it for my own plot too,” Zhao Yunxiao remarked.
“Dream on, we purchased just enough after planning everything out,” Gu Qiansi rolled her eyes. “Get your own materials instead of leeching on others if you want to do the same!”
“I was just saying, you don’t have to be so harsh...” Zhao Yunxiao shrugged nonchalantly.
The trio finished up their meals and left separately, with Zhao Yunxiao bringing Lu Zhiying where he was scheduled to work today.
Medicine Pavilion – the central hub for all disciples who wished to embark on the path of healing, as well as for those who sought their assistance.
The pavilion itself was neither as grand as the Sect Market nor as exquisite as the Sect Library. However, it did exude an aura of calmness and serenity, feeling almost like a place of worship.
The three storey tall pavilion was separated into two main areas.
The first storey was the consultation area, where others could seek help from the physicians of the pavilion. There was even a separate section where those who were severely injured could stay and rest under the observation of the duty physicians.
Then there was the research area on the second storey that was reserved purely for the members of the Medicine Pavilion. This was where they usually performed experiments and conducted either debates or lessons on medical methods. To cater to everyone’s needs, there was both a public section for open discussions and experiments, as well as a private section where disciples could do so in absolute privacy.
When Zhao Yunxiao and Lu Zhiying entered the pavilion, they were greeted with a familiar face.
“You are here, Senior Martial Brother Zhao. Oh, Junior Martial Sister Lu is here as well. Welcome!” Huang An’s soft voice did not sound excited whatsoever despite the look on her face.
“Senior Martial Sister Huang! You are here too!” Lu Zhiying waved.
This was the second time that she was meeting Huang An.
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The first time was three days ago when they met at the Lightwind Pavilion. Back then, Lu Zhiying had been completely enamoured with Huang An’s exquisite zither skills.
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Upon receiving his permission, Zhao Yunxiao led Lu Zhiying back down where he showed her around both the research and consultation areas.
As the duty disciples arrived one by one and started settling into their work, Lu Zhiying began to realise that there was a stark difference in certain disciples’ behaviours.
“Why aren’t those people doing anything to help?” Lu Zhiying asked.
It was still rather early, but there had already been a few disciples who visited for consultation purposes, all of them seeking to be treated for one ailment or another.
The duty disciples took turns attending to them, including Huang An and Zhao Yunxiao with Lu Zhiying in tow.
However, there was a group of disciples who never bothered attending to these consultations, merely sticking to themselves and focusing on their research and discussions.
“Shh, don’t say that so loudly!” Zhao Yunxiao quickly hushed. “In the Medicine Pavilion, outer disciples are in charge of treating light injuries and ailments while inner disciples are in charge of more severe cases. Those senior martial brothers and sister that you are talking about are all inner disciples. Since there hasn’t been any severe cases today, they are naturally not expected to take action.”
“Oh...” Lu Zhiying was obviously not satisfied with that answer.
Zhao Yunxiao realised that as well, but decided not to convince her any further.
The more they talked about this, the higher the chances of being overheard by the inner disciples.
And needless to be said, nobody liked to be talked about behind their backs!
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