Chapter 13 Chapter 13 Pingjia, he is so much like you
Sang Ling waved at him, and the half-demon's eyes suddenly lit up, but even so he did not dare to walk towards Sang Ling.
As a half-demon, appearing in the crowd is also a crime.
Sang Ling smiled softly and waved, "Come here."
The half-demon hesitated for a while before he mustered up the courage and timidly walked out of the bamboo forest.
When he walked outside the bamboo forest and basked in the sunshine, Sang Ling could see him more clearly. His pair of brown ears were lying cautiously at this moment, and his tail of the same color was coiled behind him as if frightened, not showing at all.
Unlike the fierce one Sang Ling had imagined, he was actually somewhat cute.
The half-demon was full of courage in the face of her gentle eyes, and walked forward a little bit, calling out: "Master Sister."
Sang Ling tried to slow down her voice: "How should I call you?"
The half-demon looked at the dozens of outer disciples in front of him in panic. The familiar disgust in their eyes made him lower his head and replied, "My name is Bai Wu."
Bai Wu tried his best to avoid everyone's sight and stared at his toes without moving.
The demons have hurt countless people, and humans have an extreme hatred for the demons. Even though half-demons only have the same blood as the demons, they have just as much hatred.
What’s worse is that even the demon race does not recognize half-demons.
Half-demons are born to be strangled to death. This is the only thing that makes the demon race and the human race share the same philosophy. A half-demon who can survive is extremely lucky.
Therefore, the disgust of his fellow disciples was already a mercy to Bai Wu, as he did not suffer any external injuries or humiliation.
At the beginning, he was a half-demon who came here as a disciple of the head of Chongcang Wu Immortal Mansion. He tried his best to pass the trial, just to survive here.
At least he survived.
Although lonely, I survived.
Sang Ling continued to talk to him: "Is there anything you don't know about cultivation?"
In an instant, everyone looked at Bai Wu.
Bai Wu was completely panicked by the gazes of everyone. He always avoided his fellow disciples for fear of being discovered by them.
Just thinking about standing here like this and being watched by everyone made his whole body numb.
He resisted the urge to run away and replied, "Sister, there is nothing I can't do."
Sang Ling raised her eyebrows. Although the outer disciples practiced the most basic skills, it was not easy to practice them all successfully without guidance from outsiders.
Immediately, an outer sect disciple shouted, "Master Sister is guiding us with good intentions, don't lie!"
"Exactly. Do you know how rare it is to have the guidance of a senior sister?"
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Bai Wu blushed instantly and waved his hands quickly: "Senior Sister, I didn't lie."
Sang Ling neither refuted the words of the other outer disciples nor tried to appease Bai Wu. She just said, "If it's true, go and prove yourself."
Although these were very ordinary words, Bai Wu seemed to have suddenly gained strength. He nodded and said no more words. He practiced all the skills he had learned since joining the sect in the open space.
At this moment, he seemed like a different person. He was no longer cowardly, and every move he made was full of power.
He was right. Except for some minor problems, he really knew how to do it.
The more he practiced, the more the other outer disciples' expressions changed, from disgust to disdain to shock.
After finishing the training, Sang Ling raised his hands and lightly clasped the drums, smiling, "Very impressive."
In an instant, Baiwu's tail swung up, his face lit up, and he immediately grabbed his tail with his backhand.
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Lian Wanzheng acted coquettishly with her fellow inner sect brothers, telling them how painful and torturous her injuries were. Recently, she has been trying various ways to win back the three Immortal Venerables Xiang Heng. She has worked hard for a long time, and now things are finally showing signs of improvement.
When she was beating her own horn, Pingjia also echoed her twice. But when she got here, Pingjia suddenly fell silent, stood there motionless, and stared straight at a bamboo forest in the distance.
There is not much spiritual energy in the bamboo forest over there. Only the outer disciples would practice there. The inner disciples and direct disciples would not even bother to glance there on weekdays.
Lian Wan tugged at Ping Jia in confusion and asked, "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Pingjia said nothing, just stared at the bamboo forest.
He is half demon, so he has amazing eyesight.
At first glance, I saw the eldest sister and an ugly half-demon beside her...
He is half demon, so he has keen hearing.
Even if he didn't want to listen to the senior sister's praise for the half-demon, he heard it clearly.
Ping Jia walked towards the bamboo forest without saying anything. Lian Wan, with a puzzled look on her face, followed him with the other inner disciples.
When they got closer, they saw Sang Ling surrounded by outer disciples outside the bamboo forest.
Lian Wan's expression changed slightly, and after some thought, she followed Ping Jia.
Pingjia didn't know what emotions he was feeling. He only knew that his pace was getting faster and faster, his heart was beating like a drum, and his thoughts were in a mess and he couldn't make sense of them.
Walking behind Sang Ling, he even called out in a somewhat stiff tone, "Senior Sister."
Sang Ling turned around and saw Ping Jia.
Lian Wan and the inner sect disciples who came with Ping Jia also called out.
Seeing so many inner disciples, the outer disciples immediately became reserved and bowed immediately.
However, their salute still failed to attract even a glance from the inner disciples.
Ping Jia tried to slow down his tone and asked softly, "Senior Sister, what are you doing here?"
Sang Ling was in a good mood, "I will teach my fellow students here."
"Senior sister is really kind-hearted."
Sang Ling did not reply to this, but just looked at Bai Wu and said: "This junior brother is also a half-demon like you."
The smile on Pingjia's face immediately fell, and he looked at Baiwu who had failed to evolve, trying his best to suppress his disdain.
Bai Wu saw that Ping Jia's eyes were shining at this moment, so he mustered up the courage and said happily: "Brother Ping Jia, I have always admired you."
Ping Jia's eyes turned cold and he said nothing.
Bai Wu was still talking: "Senior Brother is the pride of us half-demons. I came to Cang Wu Immortal Mansion for him. Senior Brother is gifted and a genius in cultivating immortals. Although my strength is low, I will definitely work hard to keep up with him."
Ping Jia's face became more and more uglier. A half-demon who failed to evolve dared to be compared with him. The senior sister only spoke a few words to him out of pity for him. How could he dare to be so arrogant and ask the senior sister for guidance.
Who does he think he is!
But the next second, Sang Ling spoke gently: "Don't underestimate yourself. Your talent may be even better than Ping Jia's."
Bai Wu was stunned and waved his hands quickly: "How can I be compared with Senior Brother Pingjia?"
Ping Jia clenched his fists and stared at Sang Ling, "Senior Sister, you are comparing me with him!"
An intense burst of anger almost burned Pingjia to the point where he couldn't think. A dense and sour feeling surged up in his chest, instantly making his eyes red.
Only then did Bai Wu realize that his idol seemed to dislike him very much, even disgusted with him. He took two steps back and returned to his cowardly appearance.
Sang Ling's face was calm, "If you don't want to be caught up, you need to work harder."
Ping Jia tried his best to calm himself and forced a smile: "Senior sister must be paying attention to this junior brother because of me. After all, we are both half-demons."
Lian Wan, who was following behind him, was stunned. Everyone knew that Ping Jia hated being called half-demon the most, and even she would never dare to mention these two words on weekdays.
Now, Ping Jia has actually reduced himself to the same category as a half-demon for the sake of Sang Ling.
Sang Ling looked at Ping Jia calmly, "To me, you are no different from him."
No difference?
The demonic energy that Pingjia had been suppressing on a daily basis was now out of control and immediately burst out and struck Baiwu.
Sang Ling frowned and waved his hands to stop the evil spirit.
"Pingjia!"
Ping Jia came back to his senses and immediately retracted all his evil spirits. He asked worriedly, "Senior Sister, I didn't hurt you, did I?"
Sang Ling looked at him with a serious expression.
Ping Jia immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, Senior Sister. I was just impulsive. Seeing you getting close to other disciples makes me uncomfortable..."
Sang Ling looked at him, "What's wrong with you?"
Pingjia couldn't help but express some anticipation, and said, "I just want Senior Sister to treat me like before."
Just like before, I am only close to him and treat him as my most trusted junior brother.
Recalling how Sang Ling treated him in the past, Ping Jia's expression softened completely.
Sang Ling felt a little absurd for no reason. The original junior brother in front of him seemed to have forgotten Lian Wan behind him, and also forgot what he had done since she returned to the sect.
Or, he still doesn't think there is anything wrong with his behavior until today.
Sang Ling smiled and said, "Okay, Junior Brother is still the same as before, so Senior Sister will of course like you as before."
Pingjia was immediately delighted when he heard the agreement.
Sang Ling gestured to him, "Junior Sister is still waiting for you."
Lian Wan stepped forward, tugged at Ping Jia, and called softly, "Senior Brother."
Ping Jia finally remembered Lian Wan's existence. He turned around and looked at Lian Wan, and all the joy he had just felt disappeared.
How could it be the same as before? There seemed to be something extra between him and his senior sister. He felt as if he was split into two halves, one half clinging to the senior sister, and the other half protecting the junior sister.
The only thing that was certain was that he could no longer treat his senior sister as wholeheartedly as he had before.
He turned around in panic and shouted anxiously, "Master Sister!"
He desperately wanted Sang Ling to promise something, but it seemed that he had no qualifications.
Sang Ling didn't bother to pay attention to him. "Since you and Junior Sister have something to do, please leave first. I still have to continue teaching my junior brothers and sisters."
Pingjia glanced at Baiwu who was standing beside him, not moving.
He reached out to grab Sang Ling, but was stopped by Lian Wan behind him. She said in a tender voice: "Brother, Master is still waiting for you to discuss matters in the secret realm. It will be too late."
Sang Ling became concerned, "Secret realm?"
Ping Jia immediately explained: "Recently, a secret realm suddenly appeared at the junction of the fairyland and the demon clan. Master suspected that something was wrong and wanted to go and check it out. Senior sister, you have just recovered from your injuries, so it is not appropriate for you to go. Master only asked me and Senior Brother to go with you."
"Since it's urgent, go quickly."
Ping Jiaying agreed, but was reluctant to leave, as if he had to get Sang Ling to give him a firm answer.
But until the end, Sang Ling didn't even look at him.
Only then did he realize that even if he acted cute and threw a tantrum like before, Sang Ling would remain indifferent.
The past can only be the past.
His gaze involuntarily turned to Bai Wu, filled with a coldness that even he had not noticed.
When Bai Wu met his gaze, he moved closer to Sang Ling with some fear, his eyes full of attachment to Sang Ling.
Pingjia suddenly understood what his messy thoughts were.
He was in panic, just like him.
Bai Wu is so similar to myself in the past.
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