My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities

Chapter 288: 287, Pretended affection Chapter 288: 287, Pretended affection “Junior Sister Xue Qi, is it really worth it to be so kind to her?” Qing He looked at Xue Qi with some confusion. Song Ning was just a waste who couldn’t cultivate, and no matter how nice she was to her, she couldn’t repay anything.

Xue Qi chuckled, “What’s the matter of worth? I just pity Junior Sister Ning.”

“Junior Sister Xue Qi, you are truly too kind! But I heard that the master deliberately sent Senior Brother Qingyue out for experience this time to prevent him from intervening and protecting Song Ning. The master has already planned to expel Song Ning from the sect.” Qing He had just heard this news from another senior sister. She also felt that Song Ning was not suitable to be a disciple of the Yunshan Sect. What was the use of keeping a waste who couldn’t cultivate in the sect? If other sects found out, they wouldn’t say that the Yunshan Sect was compassionate; they would just laugh at them.

“Is that so?” Xue Qi’s eyebrows furrowed. There were only ten days left until the grand competition among the sect disciples. If Song Ning was expelled from the sect, her poison wouldn’t be able to take Song Ning’s life, so it seemed she had to increase the dosage of the medicine starting tomorrow.

Song Yan Ning swallowed an elixir and once again entered a state of cultivation. With these days of cultivation, her cultivation had already broken through to the Qi Refining Middle Stage. Such a speed of cultivation was absolutely unachievable in the real world, where spiritual energy is not as abundant as here. As long as one had a Spirit Root, one could absorb the Spiritual Energy here for cultivation. Even without elixirs, the speed of cultivation would also be several times faster than in the real world.

“Knock, knock, knock!” Sounds of knocking arose.

Song Yan Ning left her cultivation state and opened her eyes. Without guessing, it must be Xue Qi bringing her medicine again. These days, Xue Qi had brought her medicine, always watching her drink the medicine before willing to leave. Now that she could cultivate and had Detoxification Pills, naturally, she wouldn’t care about the poison.

“Come in.”

Upon hearing Song Yan Ning’s voice, Xue Qi pushed the door and entered.

Seeing Song Yan Ning sitting on the bed, cross-legged, a trace of contempt flashed in Xue Qi’s eyes. A waste without a Spirit Root also dreaming of cultivation—what a fool’s dream. But she was a bit perplexed, having given Song Ning the medicine for so long, why was she still fine?

“Junior Sister Ning, how have you been feeling these days? Any discomfort?” Xue Qi sized up Song Yan Ning, noting her rosy complexion and full spirit, not at all like someone who was poisoned. But she had watched her drink the medicine with her own eyes.

no discomfort at all. Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister Xue Qi.” Song Yan Ning approached Xue Qi, took the bowl from her hand, and drank it in

Sister Xue Qi’s medicine is too good. I’ve been feeling better and better recently. If it weren’t for my lack of a Spirit Root, I’d even suspect I could cultivate,” said Song Yan Ning

have a few doses left, and after you finish them, your body will definitely feel even better.”

and she

Ning smiled and nodded, “Then I’ll be troubling Senior

rest,” Xue Qi said as

Qi hurried back to her place, took out the remaining few dosages of medicine,

in?”

Xue Qi looked at the medicine in front of her, her lips

little girl in a pink dress walked in. Seeing Xue Qi sitting at the table, the girl sat down in front of Xue Qi, “Senior Sister Xue Qi, are you… huh?

said with a smile, “she’s been unwell, and

Li looked at the medicine on the table with pity. “Senior Sister Xue Qi, why are you so nice to that waste?” In her eyes, being so kind to someone without a Spirit Root

her pitiable. I’m going to make you a cup of

the medicine on the table, Xue Qi headed towards the

Li

Qi had returned carrying a pot

down opposite Junior Sister Liu, “Junior Sister

to check on

not aiming for first place; just achieving a passing score to