Chapter 1606
Chapter 1606: Chapter 1357: Suspected of Hiding Ineptitude Chapter 1606: Chapter 1357: Suspected of Hiding Ineptitude Jiang Hao looked at the spirit stones in the storage bag, pondering for a moment on how to accept them appropriately.
He understood Mr. Tao's intentions.
If he couldn't manage it, he indeed had no right to take them.
However, this was the Heavenly Note Sect.
With his sufficient cultivation and backing from the Sect Master,
one could say there was nothing he couldn't do.
Even the Bright Moon Sect couldn't suppress them here.
Tang Ya's cultivation at the Immortal Ascension Realm.
It was clear that she was here for the Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment.
Mr. Tao, too, wished for her successful ascension.
In the end, Jiang Hao didn't speak but put away the storage bag and said,
“I will convey the message.”
Letting them believe someone was backing him was sufficient.
Seeing this, Zhu Shen breathed a sigh of relief and said, “Additionally, there are some unused items here; I hope Friend can help handle them too.”
Another storage bag.
Upon examination, Jiang Hao saw it was full of magical treasures, spells, and medicinal pills from the Return to Void Realm.
The other party really did put in their best effort.
Jiang Hao initially did not want to accept, but felt that refusing might lead the other party to overthink.
So he accepted them all.
Mu Longyu was soon to descend the mountain, so he decided to give it to him.
Having accepted so many items, Jiang Hao felt a bit embarrassed.
After chatting with them for a while longer, he left.
They seemed somewhat restrained.
He actually wasn't that hard to talk to.
It seems Mr. Tao must have said something to them.
Thus, he also could not linger.
But with his Return to Void Realm cultivation, he wasn't well-suited to explain cultivation to them.
However, before leaving, he still recommended that they visit the Cliff of Broken Hearts when they had time.
He was often there.
They could seek him out if needed.
Watching Jiang Hao leave, Tang Ya said, puzzled,
“I feel like there was more to his words.”
“You could sense that?” Zhu Shen laughed.
“People who love speaking in riddles are all like that,” Tang Ya said.
“Maybe we should still visit the Cliff of Broken Hearts these few days; who knows if there might be something to gain,” Zhu Shen said.
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Jiang Hao returned to the Cliff of Broken Hearts, filled with many thoughts.
He should let Laugh Three Times or Gu Jin meet Tang Ya.
Her condition was indeed good, but not quite good enough.
Having received spirit stones today, he felt he ought to do something.
Otherwise, accepting the spirit stones would weigh on his conscience.
But just as he returned to the Spirit Herb Garden, Cheng Chou immediately ran over.
“What's wrong?” Jiang Hao was a bit puzzled.
It wasn't just Cheng Chou; Lin Zhi and the others were here too.
Yi, as usual, was naive,
but obedient.
Aside from cultivation, she helped in the Spirit Herb Garden.
Without the small girl and the others, they relied on her to assist Cheng Chou.
“A sect task has been issued,” Cheng Chou said.
“A task has been issued?” Jiang Hao was somewhat surprised, “A task for the top disciple?”
A task for the top disciple wasn't much of a big deal; why all this fuss?
“No,” Cheng Chou replied immediately,
“It's a task that everyone in the sect needs to take on.”
Huh? Jiang Hao was a bit surprised.
What kind of task is this?
“It's the same kind of task as last time,” Cheng Chou looked at Jiang Hao and said,
“This time, everyone in the sect has to compose poetry.”
Poetry, again? Jiang Hao felt that this must surely again involve people like Senior Brother.
Why else would they demand poetry?
These people really are idle.
“Just a poem, why the panic?” Jiang Hao asked.
For a moment, Cheng Chou found it hard to speak, then he said: “Last time, we all just mimicked your verses, without you, we can't do it.”
Jiang Hao: “….”
So, everyone had to imitate him?
Did that mean the entire Cliff of Broken Hearts were the only ones who seriously considered it?
He didn't mind it, though, and casually took out pen and paper to write on it a poem:
“One flower, two flowers, three and four flowers, five flowers, six flowers, seven and eight flowers. Nine flowers, ten flowers, eleven flowers, fly into the brush and disappear.”
“Looks not much different from last time,” Cheng Chou observed the poem.
“Barely different, but it'll work,” Jiang Hao replied.
He handed over the materials and was about to leave,
but was stopped.
Jiang Hao was puzzled.
“The sect said this time we need two poems,” Cheng Chou explained.
Jiang Hao was surprised, but it wasn't a big problem.
Then, with a grand gesture, he wrote down another set of verses: “From afar, the wall looks saw-toothed, up close, the wall's teeth are saw-like. If the wall were turned upside down, the top wouldn't saw but the bottom would.”
After writing, he handed it over to Cheng Chou.
The latter took it like it was a precious treasure.
After that, Jiang Hao went to take care of the spirit herbs in the Spirit Herb Garden.
Only to see Cheng Chou and others frame his poem and hang it up, then a group started to imitate it.
Yi also held paper and pen, deep in thought,
scribbling unclearly, not knowing what she wrote.
She was diligent, alas dim-witted.
Who knows when she might produce a poem.
But before long, Jiang Hao noticed many people had come to the Spirit Herb Garden.
All imitating.
Not just people from the Cliff of Broken Hearts.
This surprised Jiang Hao.
Could other branches not compose poetry either?
Then Jiang Hao heard people praising his verses.
“The second poem is really well done, worthy of being the top disciple,” they said.
“Yes, last time we also relied on Senior Brother Jiang's poem, the second one like this we can't imitate, but the first one is our level,” they agreed.
“Absolutely, Senior Brother Jiang's talent is vast, he could have written it better, but to allow us to imitate and complete the sect's task, he deliberately wrote it this way,” they continued.
Praise after praise left Jiang Hao silent.
Actually, his intent was not to attract attention,
especially the attention of people like Senior Brother.
He never expected it to turn into taking care of his sect members.
Since becoming the top disciple, those who doubted him became fewer, instead, more people defended him.
A mundane matter, and they were capable of praising his virtues,
a kind of virtue unknown even to himself.
But he didn't mind it.
Just like the previous doubts and disdain, he didn't take them too much to heart.
This was the path he was destined to follow; countless doubters, countless admirers, countless memories, countless forgettings.