The Ancestor of our Sect Isn’t Acting like an Elder

185.1 – Unswerving Momentum

“Yeah?”

Xue Qilin looked down at her clothes subconsciously.

The dress she is wearing is a brand new product that North made that imitates the design and colors of the informal clothes that Luo Qing has given her before and incorporates some traditional Japanese elements.

As for the shoes, instead of the embroidered shoes she wore before, she is currently wearing embroidered ankle boots. The legs that were previously exposed are now covered with socks of different lengths, providing some cover.

Returning to the clothes, the loin cloth connected to the belt was removed. At the same time, in order to increase the contact surface between the torso’s skin and spiritual qi and thereby enhance the efficiency of the outward release of true qi, the clothes were designed to expose the shoulders and collarbone.

“You designed them yourself?”

“I did.”

The clothes that she used to wear before have been damaged several times, to the point that they can no longer be worn. Xue Qilin had to put them away as a memento — after all, she got them from Luo Qing.

Of course, she has more than one set of clothes.

In addition to the set of clothes that she usually wears, she has other clothes in her closet, that is, formal clothes used for various occasions that the Internal Affairs Department arranged for her.

But no matter what type it is, Xue Qilin is not used to them. These clothes are too complicated and heavy.

The only fairly comfortable and light-weight sect uniform is a rather formal attire that has the function of declaring her identity as an ancestor. Once she puts it on, it will make her the center of attention.

This is also a kind of torment for Xue Qilin. She really doesn’t like the feeling of countless gazes focusing on her.

Helpless, she had no choice but to design a brand new set of clothes that imitates the design of the informal clothes she used to wear.

“The place I ordered them from does indeed boast of rather good workmanship.”

Xia Xue appears to be rather interested.

Speaking of it, it seems like she collects clothes. She owns more clothes than Xue Qilin, Qi Qiqi, and Shui Yun’er combined.

This is probably a unique hobby of hers.

“Do you want to order a set?”

“Well, they look good. Are they expensive?”

“They cost 10 taels.”

Xue Qilin replied with some heartache.

In her mind, a simple set of clothes that costs two months worth of her allowance is really a bit expensive. However, Xia Xue, who doesn’t seem to think so, revealed a strange expression of surprise and uncertainty.

“So cheap?”

“Ugh, cheap?”

Xia Xue nodded without hesitation in response to Xue Qilin’s more stunned than doubtful reactions.

“Of course it’s cheap. Do you know how much the dress that Little Sister Temple Master often wears cost?”

“The red one?”

“… in addition to Little Sister Temple Master’s outside clothes, which of her clothes isn’t red?”

Hey, that seems to be really the case? Xue Qilin realized this after hearing Xia Xue’s contemptuous response. Qi Qiqi prefers red, and almost all of her clothes are mainly red. It is hard to imagine her in light green and plain white.

“Smack.” Xia Xue smacked her lips with a slight sense of boredom, “Forget it. Looking at your dimwitted appearance, I shouldn’t fuss over you.”

“Dimwitted, that’s rude!”

“It’s factual.”

Xia Xue made an unquestionable assertion.

Next–

“100 taels.”

As if she didn’t want to give Xue Qilin any time to protest, she raised a finger and gave the answer.

“100 taels?”

Using her fingers, Xue Qilin calculated that Qi Qiqi’s set of clothes is equivalent 20 month worth of her allowance. She calculated again, not quite convinced. But she discovered that the result is correct. She couldn’t help exclaiming.

“So expensive!”

“It’s good that you understand. Let’s not talk about Little Sister Temple Master. Just Little Sister Shui’s set of clothes cost no less than 30 taels. Even a set of our sect uniform costs about 20 taels. The outfit I’m wearing right now costs more than 40 taels.”

Isn’t that plain robbery? The series of numbers made Xue Qilin dizzy, her head spinning.

If what Xia Xue said is true, doesn’t that mean that there are thousands of taels hidden in her closet? Xue Qilin nearly fainted.

Without giving Xue Qilin any time to calm down, Xia Xue broke into laughter, and then asked in an imposing manner.

“Your clothes are made of pretty good materials and are of fine workmanship, yet they only cost 10 taels. Now tell me again if it’s cheap or not.

Xue Qilin took a few steps back because Xia Xue advanced towards her.

“Ah, it’s quite cheap.”

Xue Qilin looked away, shamefaced.

When she heard the price North gave her at the time, she thought that it’s daylight robbery. She didn’t expect the other party to offer her such a discount.

“So, introduce that place to me.”

“Oh, it’s–”

Xue Qilin suddenly closed her mouth, curled up her lips, and smirked.

Hey, isn’t this a chance to get revenge?

“Why should I tell you that?”

An unsightly expression flashed on Xia Xue’s sweet face.

Xue Qilin, who caught this moment, laughed secretly, feeling indescribably refreshed.

No wonder people say that revenge feels good!

Xia Xue raised her eyebrows unhappily.

“Very well, you’re–”

Not Giving Xia Xue a chance to use her glib tongue, Xue Qilin covered the opponent’s mouth. Xia Xue, who hadn’t expected Xue Qilin behave this way, spaced out momentarily and opened her eyes, not blinking.

“I can tell you, but under one condition.”

Xia Xue, who finally snapped out of it, pushed Xue Qilin’s small hand gently aside. She examined the smug lass in front of her for a moment.

“Go ahead, tell me your condition?”

“Little Xue, I heard that your movement style and agility technique are the best in the Merak Temple?”

Xue Qilin’s question caused Xia Xue to fall into a daze. However, that only lasted a few seconds.

“That’s right. What of it?”

Xue Qilin grinned and chuckled a few times.

“Teach me!”

Xia Xue showed a skeptical expression that stated “did I hear wrong?” for a moment. After a while, she asked Xue Qilin in a probing tone.

“You mean to say that you want me to teach you my movement style and agility technique?”

“Yes. I think — wait, what’s up with that expression, as if you’ve seen the sun rise from the west?”

As she spoke, Xue Qilin suddenly found Xia Xue stare at her with a queer expression.