Chapter 7 High Emotional Intelligence and Low Emotional Intelligence_1

The next day.

In the early morning.

Ji Changsheng was still cultivating.

By now, he had successfully gained initial mastery of the core cultivation technique of the Illusory Light lineage, "Illusory Light lineage's Various Illusions."

The Sound Transmission Talisman flashed brightly.

"Changsheng, come to the Scripture Hall, an elder is giving us inner disciples our first lesson."

Ji Changsheng opened his eyes, heard this familiar voice, and was very perplexed.

This was the voice of Li Daoyan.

But his own cheap nephew didn't have any talent for cultivation, did he?

Yesterday at the Soul Drawing Array, he didn't induce any Merit Energy either.

How did he get accepted into the Inner Sect?

Ji Changsheng had assumed that his nephew had gone back to the Li family.

Harboring these doubts, Ji Changsheng quickly tidied up his clothes and hurried to the Scripture Hall.

Just arriving at the entrance of the Scripture Hall, Ji Changsheng saw Li Daoyan waving at him.

"Changsheng, over here."

Ji Changsheng walked over to Li Daoyan and voiced his doubts: "Did you induce Merit Energy yesterday?"

Li Daoyan shook his head: "No."

Ji Changsheng's confusion deepened: "Do you have a hidden constitution or a spiritual root?"

Li Daoyan continued to shake his head: "You know about my cultivation talent, it can be said to be quite terrible."

"Then how did you get into the inner sect?"

Li Daoyan explained: "I am different from you all. You got into the inner gate through official tests, I was born with a special talent, a special domain in which I excel."

Ji Changsheng was solemnly respectful: "What are you good at?"

Li Daoyan replied seriously: "I'm good at reincarnation!"

Ji Changsheng: "..."

That's right, Li Changxi is Li Daoyan's aunt.

Ji Changsheng was suddenly deeply moved.

Even though Li Daoyan could directly enter Mystic Temple, he still chose to go through the motions with them.

He really mourned his nephew.

While touched by his good nephew's billion-to-one chance, Ji Changsheng also noticed something:

He and Li Daoyan had become the focus of everyone's attention.

He, however, was quite accustomed to this, given that his face was conspicuous enough.

But what surprised him was that the attention given to Li Daoyan was not less than that given to him.

This made him somewhat curious.

"Why are they staring at us like this?" Ji Changsheng asked.

Li Daoyan speculated: "Probably because both of us are so handsome and impressive. The female disciples are smitten with us, and the male disciples are jealous."

"Pfft."

A female disciple next to them laughed.

When she noticed Ji Changsheng looking over, she immediately explained: "Uncle Master Ji, don't get me wrong. I'm not laughing at you. I'm laughing at this guy Li Daoyan."

Ji Changsheng naturally paid no mind to her comment and only asked: "You know me?"

The female disciple nodded: "Of course. You're the top student from our inner disciples' assessment this year, while Li Daoyan is the bottom. So it's pretty noticeable when the two of you are together."

Ji Changsheng suddenly understood.

No wonder people looked at him and Li Daoyan with such strange eyes.

Having the top and the bottom student together certainly was an eye-catching combination.

Theoretically, this doesn't match with his undercover identity as the spy from Sky Devil Sect.

But thinking about Li Daoyan's talent, Ji Changsheng firmly took his position.

Whether from the Li Family or not, he truly considered Li Daoyan as his nephew.

"Ying Hongye, what do you mean?" Li Daoyan was rather unsatisfied.

Ying Hongye directly formed a water mirror in front of Li Daoyan using her mana, her meaning evident.

Ji Changsheng caught on: "You two know each other."

Ying Hongye took the initiative to explain: "He's from the Li family, I'm from the Ying family, so we know each other. But we're not close, my mom doesn't let me play with idiots."

"You..."

Before Li Daoyan could get angry, the main gate of the Scripture Hall opened and Elder Chuanjing's voice came from inside: "Everyone, come in."

All instantly quieted down and entered the Scripture Hall.

Upon entering the Scripture Hall, the first thing Ji Changsheng saw was a middle-aged beauty. But what drew his attention was not her charm, but her empty right arm.

This was a one-armed female cultivator.

Ji Changsheng dared not look too much, to avoid offending her.

He immediately lowered his gaze, saw the meditation mats arranged in the hall, understood they were prepared for them, and casually chose one to sit down.

Once he had selected a mat, Li Daoyan and Ying Hongye, one on his left and one on his right, sat down next to him.

Thinking about Ying Hongye's last name "Ying" and Li Daoyan's last name "Li," and the fact that they had known each other since childhood, Ji Changsheng guessed they both came from a reputable cultivation family. It was a pity he hadn't heard of these families before.

It seemed like both of them wanted to get close to him.

He wanted to cling to Li Changxi's coattails, and sure enough, Li Daoyan and Ying Hongye seemed to want to cling to his.

Quite reasonable.

As an expert ladder climber, Ji Changsheng naturally didn't reject others' attempts to get closer to him.

After sitting down, Ying Hongye quietly passed a message to Ji Changsheng: "Elder Chuanjing was once the Master of the Misty Cloud lineage, one of the Mystic Temple Eight Lineage. Twenty years ago, she battled Old Devil Yu from the Sky Devil Sect and lost to him. She was disarmed by Old Devil Yu's crushing technique, and unless she advances to the True Immortal Realm, she will never be able to recover. Afterwards, she stepped down as the master of Misty Cloud lineage and became the Elder Chuanjing. The thing she hates most is when people look at her severed arm. You must be careful, Brother Ji."

Ji Changsheng shivered inwardly.

The Misty Cloud lineage is one of the Mystic Temple's Eight Lineages, and the previous Master of the Misty Cloud lineage ranks higher than Li Changxi.

She lost an arm to Old Devil Yu.

The leader of the Sky Devil Sect truly embodied the monstrous might of Devils.

Ji Changsheng felt immense pressure.

At the same time, Ji Changsheng felt Elder Chuanjing's gaze fall on him, which made him even more composed.