Chapter 40 Chapter 40 "You pride yourself on being from a prominent family, but you also...
Yao Ning said "I want advice", but he didn't know how to ask for advice when he saw the long-faced woman unable to move and locked in place with a look of resentment on her face.
She tilted her head to look at him, wondering whether to chop off one of his arms or break both of his legs.
The desire to kill flashed through her mind, and Yao Ning felt something restless in her body. She calmed herself down and finally managed to suppress the anger.
This is Shang Linran's territory, and we cannot act rashly.
The long-faced woman was horrified by Yao Ning's gaze and immediately became furious: "Let me go! You are so bold! Do you know who I am?!"
The woman in red had already hidden to the side and now chimed in, "Sister Liu is the direct disciple of the Weishui Sword Sect's Sect Master. You...you must not be so presumptuous."
Yao Ning glanced at her sideways. The woman in red shrank back, but was stunned when she met his gaze.
When Miss Liu saw that Yao Ning had no reaction after hearing about the Weishui Sword Sect, she knew that Yao Ning was relying on her status as a disciple of Xuanqing Sect and did not take the Weishui Sword Sect seriously.
The Xuanqing Sect is indeed superior to the Weishui Sword Sect.
Miss Liu was furious and glared at Yao Ning fiercely: "You pride yourself on being from a prominent family, but you can't change your lowly nature."
She raised her head and said proudly, "I am the princess of a mortal country, with a fief of a thousand households and the luck of a human emperor. Since you were born into this world, you should kneel before me!"
"Bullshit." Yao Ning was too lazy to pay attention to her.
Miss Liu's face flushed and she stared at Yao Ning with wide eyes.
The people on the deck had been indifferent to the situation, either watching the show or casting spells to isolate the quarrel. But when Miss Liu revealed her identity, everyone looked over.
After a moment, a bright silver light rose from Miss Liu's body, circled above her head for a moment, turned into a small dragon, and let out a long roar before diving into her body again.
Miss Liu's already charming appearance was now even more noble and indescribable.
A faint discussion arose, and everyone looked at Miss Liu with a little more respect.
The Fu Guang sword was still pointed at her forehead. Miss Liu put her hands behind her back, unable to move. There was arrogance between her brows, and she was sure that Yao Ning would not dare to hurt her in the slightest. That kind of fearless arrogance and domineering attitude was very consistent with her noble birth.
Among the cultivators who were watching from the sidelines, some gradually spoke up and gently and politely advised Yao Ning not to make things difficult for Miss Liu.
"The county lady speaks with a certain arrogance."
"The fairy has nothing to lose, so why not show mercy while you can."
"When everyone is harmonious and prosperous, it is a wonderful thing to be friends with them."
Yao Ning glanced at these people lightly, feeling that they were all ridiculous. "She just spoke disrespectfully to my clan leader. How come you didn't hear it?"
Everyone fell silent.
Even Emperor Xuan Qing couldn't afford to offend him.
"Or do you think that Miss Liu is right?"
The few people who spoke earlier waved their hands to deny it and apologized repeatedly.
There was a moment of silence on deck.
Miss Liu curled up the corner of her lips coldly: "When the Weishui Sword Sect was at its peak, the Xuanqing Sect was just a small sect that relied on others for favors.
"Gu Wuchen came to my sect to study when he was young, hoping to learn the Weishui sword technique. He stood at the foot of my master with his hands hanging down, just like a servant.
"Later, Xuanqing Sect luckily grew stronger thanks to the help of Zixiao Daojun. Gu Wuchen was completely unimpressed by the kindness he showed him, and instead turned against the Weishui Sword Sect to compete for the cultivators of Yingzhou, stepping on his benefactor to climb the ladder.
"Such an ungrateful and shameless person, did I hit you in the bud just by saying that he has mediocre talent?"
Yao Ning looked at her coldly. She didn't know this history, so she had no way of telling whether what Miss Liu said was true or false.
But she knew that the sect leader was a humble gentleman and was definitely not the dirty person that these people described.
"I told you, I'm the least talented disciple under my master. Since you say my master is mediocre, why don't you remove the shackles and fight me for a few moves?"
Miss Liu, who was firmly trapped in the spot, immediately blushed: "How dare you! You dare to touch me, believe it or not..."
The fairy boat shook slightly, and footsteps were heard at the entrance. Yao Ning turned his head to look.
When Miss Liu saw her looking away, she didn't care that she hadn't finished speaking. She felt so angry that she almost fainted.
The immortal boat has arrived at the territory of Zhongze, and the first person to get on is Wang Mianzhi in a water-blue Taoist robe.
Wang Mianzhi went up to the deck and looked around, his face looking strange and awkward. He walked slowly to Yao Ning and bowed properly, "Sister-in-law."
The woman in red stared at the two of them with wide eyes.
Wang Mianzhi said, "My mother asked me to ask my sister-in-law if she is feeling better."
Miss Liu's face suddenly turned pale.
Wang Mianzhi's mother, Song Qingping of the Beiming Sect, is the leader of this generation of the Beiming Sect. Her attitude reflects the attitude of the Beiming Sect.
What's going on? Wasn't it said that this woman had been divorced by Immortal Master Shen?! Why did the Young Master of the Beiming Sect still call her "Auntie" and why was Song Qingping so intimate with her?
Miss Liu swallowed her saliva. She targeted Yao Ning not only because she disliked her, but also because she had been abandoned by the Immortal Master Shen, and had a low status and no one to rely on. She could only swallow her anger when being ridiculed.
But she never expected that things seemed different from what she thought.
Before Yao Ning set out, he had obtained a list of the personnel from various sects that were going to the Demon Realm. Knowing that Wang Mianzhi was among them, he immediately hummed and said, "Thank you for your concern, auntie. I'm fine now."
Wang Mianzhi said, "Well, I'll go in first."
Yao Ning nodded.
Wang Mianzhi breathed a sigh of relief and hurried into the cabin.
When passing by Miss Liu, he caught a glimpse of Yao Ning's natal sword and took a second look at the woman.
That glance didn't have any meaning. It seemed that he was just looking at what the man looked like, and soon he felt bored and looked away.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Miss Liu's back.
Beiming Sect is an ancient sect that has guarded Zhongze for generations. It is an aristocratic family among aristocratic families and is extremely noble, even surpassed by Tianshu Sect.
Yao Ning looked at Miss Liu with sweat on her forehead and a frightened look on her face, and he lost interest in arguing with this man.
The supporting light was withdrawn, the energy was released, and Miss Liu's legs went limp and she almost fell to the ground.
Yao Ning thought, she seems to be more impetuous in her behavior recently. When did it start? It seems to be... that bizarre dream she had on the night she returned to the sect.
While thinking about it, he casually slapped Miss Liu in the face without even raising his eyelids.
“Bang!”
There was a loud sound under the sunny day, and five fingerprints appeared on Miss Liu's face. When everyone saw this scene, they were eerily silent.
Miss Liu was filled with rage and hatred, and felt so ashamed that she couldn't even face the consequences. Tears welled up in her eyes and she trembled as she said, "You, you dare to hit me?!"
But she was quite tactful and was afraid of Wang Mianzhi's words "sister-in-law" just now. She didn't dare to call her "lowly" again, and her voice was lowered several degrees.
Seeing herself being humiliated and watched by the important people from various sects, her face turned red and pale. She couldn't help but wonder what these people would say about her behind her back. She was afraid that tomorrow... no, today, everyone in the cultivation world would know about it!
She looked around at the crowd, and felt that their gazes were like those of jackals, tigers and leopards, and they were all laughing at her!
They will definitely spread the word! They will definitely spread it!
After all, she knew that Yao Ning was divorced, as well as other secrets about her origin and background, all because of those scoundrels in the cultivation world who loved to spread news and share anecdotes!
She used to be a bystander, a person who added fuel to the fire and spread rumors, and a person who played with the wind and rain. But now she has become the one being scrutinized, made fun of, and ridiculed!
Miss Liu felt as if the sky had fallen.
If her embarrassing behavior today were to get out, how could her master use her in the future? Her painstaking plan to form a dao alliance with the young master of an aristocratic family would also be thwarted...
She had originally only wanted to mock Yao Ning because of his low rank. Besides, her master deeply hated Xuan Qing Zong and Gu Wuchen. If he knew that she was filled with righteous indignation when she saw the disciples of Xuan Qing Zong, it would leave an impression of her being simple, honest and loyal in her master's mind, and it would also allow her to vent a little of her jealousy over the years of secretly paying attention to Yao Ning.
I didn’t expect… I didn’t expect it to be like this…
Miss Liu covered her face in a daze, staggered two steps, and bumped into someone.
She turned around in panic and saw the woman in red whom she had met not long ago.
They had never met each other before.
It was just that this person took the initiative to talk to him, and his words were full of admiration for him, but he also inadvertently revealed his dissatisfaction and resentment towards Yao Ning.
Miss Liu suddenly met someone who shared the same interests as herself, silently caring about and hating a lowly person, and they couldn't help but start a conversation.
The more they talked, the more they got along. When Yao Ning boarded the immortal boat, the woman in red sighed softly, "Ah, look at her. After all, she was married to an immortal. Her demeanor is different from ours."
All the hidden emotions in Miss Liu's heart were aroused, and she couldn't help but make sarcastic remarks in public, trying to embarrass Yao Ning.
Miss Liu stared blankly at the woman in red, her thoughts half-clear. Her eyes turned cold and fierce, and she grabbed the woman's hand: "Why aren't you talking?"
She fiercely grasped the slender wrist of the woman in red and said in a gloomy voice, "Just now, weren't you the one who instigated me to humiliate her?"
The veins on the wrists of the woman in red were bulging from being clenched, but she was unaware of it. She stared blankly at Yao Ning who was not far away, with an expression of disbelief and despair in her eyes.
A barely audible murmur escaped.
"How could it be her... How could it be her, the portrait, how could it be her..."
She repeated unconsciously.
Seeing that she seemed to have lost her soul, Miss Liu vented all her anger on her: "Speak up, bitch!"
Miss Liu swung her hand down, but with a "pa" sound, it was caught by the girl in red.
The girl in red turned her empty eyes and looked straight at Miss Liu.
Miss Liu was already furious when she suddenly met a pair of creepy eyes and got goose bumps all over her body.
She was about to speak when she heard the woman in front of her whisper, "Shut up."
Yao Ning thought for a long time, but he always thought of Chen Qian inadvertently. He was upset for a while and simply didn't bother to think about it.
She looked up and saw Miss Liu standing there in a daze, with a piece of crimson clothing visible behind her.
Yao Ning said: "It is not up to you to decide what is right or wrong, but I think what you said is very right.
"Like disciple, like master. Since you are not as good as me, I guess your master is not as good as my master.
“You are shallow and foolish, and even the leader of the Weishui Sword Sect can see that.
"Are you convinced this time?"
Miss Liu raised her ghostly pale face and shuddered again when she heard the words: "I accept, I accept, I accept."
Yao Ning snorted and ignored her.
The sunlight made his bones and hair soft, and Yao Ning planned to continue taking a nap.
But Miss Liu looked around, walked over awkwardly, and stood beside Yao Ning's chair without moving.
Yao Ning: “…”
Yao Ning: "What are you doing?"
Miss Liu's teeth were chattering, and she lowered her head, but she couldn't help but glance forward.
Yao Ning followed her gaze and saw a red dress with blazing flames and a brilliant red gold hairpin worn on a white, dry skeleton where she had just stood.
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