[It wasn't anything serious. They just beat up all the disciples of your Tianyi Sect, from top to bottom, anyone they could beat. Those they couldn't, they ganged up on in groups of four or five. Not only that, they shamelessly forced me to bring out some immortal artifacts to completely suppress those disciples with higher cultivation levels, letting them humiliate me.]
The little mirror's gloating voice rang out before Ye Wuxia could answer.
Fang Ruotang subconsciously forgot to chew, lightly biting her chopsticks, and asked in confusion, "Why did you hit them?"
Ye Wuxia lowered her eyes slightly, "Are you blaming me?"
“No! You’ve always been kind to people. If it were just Zhige who made a move, I could understand it as a personal grudge. But all five of you made a move together, so they must have done something to hurt you. I’m asking to see how serious the matter is before deciding how to punish them.”
"Even if we beat them up, you'll still stand up for us?"
"Absolutely! Tianyi Sect is my territory. If I let you be bullied by my people on my own turf, wouldn't people laugh their heads off? I'll back you up no matter what happens! Brother Ziqi, I told you that just a few days ago, don't you remember?"
“I remember!” Cui Shixu’s eyebrows curved into a smile, his expression softened, and he even chuckled softly.
In Fang Ruotang's eyes, it was as if he had found five hundred taels of gold. Oh, no, gold is useless to them now. He probably found a bag of top-grade spirit stones instead!
Everyone else laughed except Huo Zhige, and he laughed too, but it was a laugh born of anger. Prejudice can truly be a mountain in one's heart.
He asked defiantly, "Why is it considered provoking trouble when I hit someone?"
"Because you have a bad personality! You're impulsive, easily get into arguments, and it can escalate into physical fights. Isn't that normal?"
As Fang Ruotang spoke, she looked up at him and smiled. Her fair face showed a serious expression, and her clear black and white eyes directly conveyed the truthfulness of her words.
Huo Zhige gritted his teeth, "You have a stereotype about me, that's not good, you need to change it!"
"This...it's hard not to have it!" Fang Ruotang looked away, smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly stuffed the spiritual food into her mouth.
In fact, upon closer examination, Huo Zhige did not do anything impulsive, nor did he intentionally hit or injure anyone.
Aside from the initial conflict with Gu Yanjin and the others, they were eventually able to coexist peacefully.
Fang Ruotang reflected on herself and realized that she did indeed have some problems.
"Fine! I won't think of you like that next time. So why are you attacking sect disciples?"
"We're taking down a bunch of Dream Boys!"
What is a "dream man"?
"That's what the little mirror said."
Huo Zhige slightly twitched his lips, but did not explain in detail.
The little mirror then stepped up and became the little teacher, starting a mini-lecture.
A "dream man" is a man who fantasizes about establishing an interaction or romantic relationship with someone he likes.
Fang Ruotang's mouth was slightly open, and the hairs on her body stood on end. She asked, somewhat incredulously, "How many people did you beat up?"
"……many!"
Fang Ruotang's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.
She asked the little mirror.
Real-life men certainly aren't like the sleazy men in the novels you showed me, spending their days fantasizing about random things, right?
Reality is often crueler than fiction.
Okay, that's enough...
Fang Ruotang put down her chopsticks and felt instantly nauseous.
She didn't want to live in the dreams of men she didn't know; she would find it disgusting.
[I used to be able to draw talismans that revealed people's innermost thoughts. Is it possible for me to now develop a spell that allows me to read other people's minds?]
You can do it! In your prime, you can see into someone's heart with just one glance.
Fang Ruotang instantly had an idea.
She wants to punish these people.
In the past, others would eavesdrop on her thoughts; from now on, she will also eavesdrop on others' thoughts, and not only that, she will let everyone in the sect know that she has this ability.
That way, those people won't have any wild thoughts.
After all, she could control her thoughts, so she didn't believe that those who had already cultivated immortality couldn't control their minds.
Dirty thoughts are unacceptable.
"You did a good job, you did the right thing. Next time something like this happens, you should beat them even harder, and I'll reward you later."
Ye Wuxia's smile immediately became more genuine as she asked, "What's the reward? Is there one this time?"
Fang Ruotang just blurted it out without thinking, and when she was stumped by the question, she was only stunned for a moment before asking in return, "What kind of reward do you want?"
"Spend a day with me, alone."
Just as Fang Ruotang opened her mouth, about to agree...
Gu Nancheng said impatiently, "I want one too. After all, I also contributed a lot, and he likes to pretend to be refined. I beat up more people than him, so if there is to be a reward, it should be me first and him later."
Fang Ruotang slowly closed her mouth, glanced at Gu Nancheng, then at Ye Wuxia, and shrugged slightly, saying, "I secretly want to agree to your request, but it would be a bit unfair for me to get involved in this. How about you two discuss it yourselves, and everyone gets a share, one day each? Is that feasible?"
Fang Ruotang's inner thoughts.
I don't know what's the point of arguing. Anyway, they're going into seclusion, so each person will stay for a day, taking turns. It's no different from before.
"Little Sixth Sister, are you afraid we won't fight?" Cui Shixu laughed helplessly.
Fang Ruotang, who was about to eat with her head down, looked up at him upon hearing this, gave him a look that said "figure it out yourself," and then lowered her head again to continue eating.
After eating the spiritual food, the six men didn't distinguish who had eaten first or last.
Fang Ruotang took a bamboo recliner, lay down under the grape trellis, covered her face with a palm-leaf fan, and lazily basked in the sun, looking very comfortable and content.
The six people were at loggerheads, none of them willing to back down, but they kept their eyes fixed on Fang Ruotang. Seeing that she seemed to be about to fall asleep again, they unconsciously lowered their voices.
“You’re out. You’ve already held onto Xiao Liu for two days. You’re the last one.” Gu Yanjin said, not vying for first place, but directly deciding on the last person.
The other five agreed with his statement.
Moreover, they all stared at Rong Xing with sharp eyes, as if they would attack him if he dared to object, since they had experience working together.
It's not impossible to try again.
Rong Xing was sensible; now that things were out in the open, he wouldn't argue anymore. He nodded decisively, stepped out, and walked straight to Fang Ruotang's side.
He looked around and, finding no obstruction from the sun, stood under the grape trellis and cast a small spell, plucking a handful of large, purple grapes into his hand.
Perhaps because their true forms are flowers and plants, they are most adept at using wood-based magic.
After washing her face with clean water, he removed the palm-leaf fan from Fang Ruotang's face, picked up a large, glistening grape, placed it on her lips, and gently asked, "Want some? It's very sweet."
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