Chapter 4 Chapter 4 Junior Sister Really Oversaw
The depressed disciples looked up and saw a thin figure slowly coming out of the door. He was wearing a plain white inner garment, and because he was in a hurry to go out, he just casually put on the most common red disciple uniform. That was the most common and clichéd red that was criticized by the disciples, but on Sang Ling at this time, even this tacky red looked elegant and graceful.
She held the door frame with her slender, fair hands and turned her face away. Only then did the disciples understand why God loved this person.
No one is more suitable than Sang Ling.
It was a stunning face, no one could question it and no one was not fascinated by it. Her features were clear and distinct, like the most gentle willow and also the coldest bright moon. She was dressed in red and had black hair. Standing there she was like an ink painting. The wind blew up a few strands of her black hair, as if it was a blessing from heaven. The sunlight washed down, separating her from everything. No one could see anything else. Only at first sight could one's heartbeat like a drum, empty and endless.
It was a face that was beyond imagination. The only flaw was the thumb-sized scar on the right cheek, which ruined the perfection.
But even so, it seems like a miracle.
One of the disciples stopped breathing and called softly, "Master Sister..."
When Sang Ling heard it, he coughed lightly and looked up.
The heart stopped beating and even breathing could not continue.
Lian Wan, who was sitting on the ground, stared at Sang Ling with her eyes wide open. She made two loud noises in her throat but could not say anything.
She should have expressed her concern at this moment, but the sun seemed to suddenly heat up, baking her skin with a sizzling sound, and her lips seemed to be stuck together and could not be separated.
The disciples behind him began to discuss again.
"It turns out that what those senior brothers and sisters said is true. Senior Sister Lian Wan is really incomparable to Senior Sister."
"Everyone says that Lian Wan and Senior Sister look 60% alike. I thought that the 60% alike was because Senior Sister got 60% of Lian Wan's beauty, but it turns out it's the other way around."
"Why would Senior Sister be jealous of Junior Sister Wanwan and deliberately let the elders punish her too severely?"
"But it was Lian Wan who said that..."
Lian Wan was getting hotter and hotter as the sun burned her. She clutched the priceless white brocade skirt tightly, but she held on too tightly and her nails, which she had carefully cared for for a long time, were all broken.
"Shut up! You are so superficial, how can you judge right and wrong based on appearance!"
Lian Wan glanced sideways and saw that the person who spoke was the leading blue-clothed disciple, Chen Sheng, whom she had known for a long time.
He was the direct disciple of the sect's elder, had a high status in the sect and was quite prestigious. As expected, as soon as he opened his mouth to talk, the disciples all shut up.
Hua Ying also noticed these discussions at this moment, and said with a stern face: "What nonsense are you talking about? What does this have to do with appearance?"
The disciples lowered their heads in shame, completely forgetting how the matter had turned to their appearance.
Lian Wan's daily interactions with them were apparently very effective. The disciples felt apologetic and began to speak up for Lian Wan. The blue-clothed disciple Chen Sheng bowed in a neither humble nor arrogant manner, practically questioning the Medicineless Immortal.
"Why did the elders make such a random judgment on Junior Sister Lian Wan?"
"Who did the elders sentence us to keep our mouths shut for?"
"We can be punished, but we won't obey!"
Wu Yao Xian Venerable's expression turned completely cold. He supported Sang Ling and asked her.
"You saved the entire sect and survived a near-death experience. Aren't you heartbroken to see them like this? You're still begging for mercy for them."
Chen Sheng and other disciples' faces froze.
Sang Ling smiled, "I welcomed the Demon Lord not because I want the sect to respect me, nor do I want my fellow disciples to respect me. I did what I had to do. They don't know the reason and dare to question it. This is because the sect is fair. Elder Yao, this is a good thing. I am not begging for mercy, but your judgment on them is indeed biased towards me. If ordinary disciples questioned, you would not punish them so harshly."
Wuyao Xianzun looked at Sang Ling, turned his head and wiped it, "Sang Ling, you are still you."
Chen Sheng suddenly lowered his head, unable to look directly at Sang Ling. Of course, as disciples, they were grateful for the efforts of their senior sister, otherwise they would not have rushed here to wait outside yesterday. However, they felt that the penalty was unfair. Heroes need to be respected, but justice must be upheld even more.
Of course, in the eyes of others, this is a cruel and heartless behavior.
But I never expected that the one who really understood was the senior sister who was being questioned.
Wuyao Immortal Venerable calmed down and said, "Lian Wanhua will be punished in the Thousand Swords Tomb for three days, and the rest of the disciples will be punished for one day."
Chen Sheng and the other disciples immediately asked, "Why does Junior Sister Lian Wan need to be punished for three days?"
Wuyao Immortal Venerable snorted coldly: "Why? Don't you know how badly Sang Ling is injured?"
Chen Sheng frowned. He was sure that Lian Wan had told them that the eldest sister was only slightly injured. If the treatment was delayed for a day, the punishment of three days in Thousand Sword Tomb would be too severe. But what did Wu Yao Immortal mean?
The disciples looked at each other, clearly confused.
At this moment, the disciples at the back suddenly started to stir. A two-meter-tall man squeezed in from the back of the crowd. He squeezed to the front, and after seeing Sang Ling's face clearly, he fell to his knees and shouted:
"benefactor!"
Sang Ling smiled, "It's you, congratulations."
The tall man was Zhang Fan who climbed the ladder yesterday.
Zhang Fan, who is over two meters tall, had red eyes at this moment.
"My benefactor, I came up the mountain looking for you. I saw a group of people gathered outside a courtyard in the north. They all said that a senior sister was seriously injured. I thought it was you, so I waited there for a day and a night, only to find out that it was not you."
After that, he asked with a puzzled look on his face:
"But benefactor, that senior sister's injury was not serious. Why did everyone gather at her residence to visit her? Why did all the doctors go to her place? And you, why did you only get treated today?"
As he spoke, he seemed very puzzled and asked again in a loud voice.
"Why is it that someone is treating your dying injuries only today?"
Someone in the courtyard immediately retorted, "We came to the elder sister's residence yesterday, and heard that the elder sister's injury was not serious, so we did not gather here."
Zhang Fan turned around and looked at the disciple, his face showing extreme anger and confusion.
"The injury is not serious? If the injury is not serious, why didn't the eldest sister fly back to the sect on a sword? Why did she climb all the way up the ladder with her tendons and veins broken? Why is there still a trail of her blood on the ladder?"
He fell to his knees, his body trembling.
"I'm a new disciple, and I didn't know that all the disciples of your Cangwu Immortal Palace are blind!"
Miaomiao, who was sent by Wuyao Xianzun to fetch medicine, was shocked when she entered the door. She turned around and looked in the direction of the ladder. There were 1888 stone steps. Her tendons and veins were broken. How could she...
Chen Sheng's eyes suddenly widened: "Junior Sister Lian Wan said that Senior Sister's injury was not serious."
Sang Ling helped Zhang Fan up and calmed his intense emotions. When she turned around, the injury on his back was clearly visible.
Only then did the disciples in the courtyard see clearly the extent of Sang Ling's injuries. Unlike the minor injuries they had imagined, the five bone-marking scars on the eldest sister's back were shocking. Although her clothes were new, they could not stop the blood from seeping out, and in a short while, the blood soaked her entire back.
What's more, this was the result of treatment by the Medicine-less Immortal.
How could this be a minor injury?
Wu Yao Xian Zun's face was filled with anger: "Isn't the injury serious? You forgot that she was fighting against the Demon Lord, and she fell into the Ghost Abyss! If I had found her one day later, you would have only seen her corpse!"
Zhang Fan supported Sang Ling, the anger on his face could not be dispelled. He looked directly at Lian Wan and asked:
"So how do you think the senior sister's injuries are not serious? Is it because she is covered with wounds and her tendons are broken, or is it because she is barely breathing and her life is about to end?"
Lian Wan suppressed her trembling fingertips and burst into tears, "It was my fault. It's my fault no matter what!"
She bit it to death because of her own negligence.
Chen Sheng was stunned on the spot, and suddenly recalled Lian Wan's behavior yesterday. He seemed very puzzled: "If the injury was overlooked, then why did you say yesterday that you were not in a hurry to inform the sect?"
Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Lian Wan.
"Brother, Lian Wan never said that we don't need to inform the sect."
A momentary oversight is not a big deal, but deliberately concealing the injuries of fellow disciples and not reporting them is a crime.
Chen Sheng looked at Lian Wan with a strange look in his eyes, "It is indeed what you said..."
Lian Wan interrupted him, "Yesterday I told Senior Sister to rest and not to let the people in the sect nag her. On my way to report to the sect, I learned that the demon beasts were causing trouble. It was urgent, so I was delayed in reporting."
"Isn't this what I mean?"
Lian Wan looked anxious, and full of grievance of being misunderstood, but seemed unable to refute.
Hua Ying immediately protected her behind him. Although he was full of doubts, seeing Lian Wan looking so aggrieved, he still questioned Chen Sheng.
"So, you disciples all knew that when Sang Ling returned to the sect yesterday, Junior Sister was unable to report to the sect because of the demon beasts causing chaos. What about you?"
Now all the disciples in the courtyard panicked, and Chen Sheng was the first to notice that something was wrong.
Yesterday, Lian Wan clearly said in words and deeds that she would go and inform the sect, so they did not go to inform them. Who could have expected that she would run off to kill the monster halfway.
Thinking of this, he knelt down on the ground with a solemn expression.
"Elder Yao, we are at fault for this matter. We shouldn't have ignored the matter after Lian Wan said she would inform the sect. We should fulfill our duty as disciples and report everything to the sect."
Lian Wan wants to escape punishment, she is dreaming!
The other disciples immediately figured it out, knelt down, and said in unison: "Disciples know they are wrong."
Lian Wan gritted her teeth and couldn't say anything.
Wu Yao Xian Zun cast a vague gaze towards Lian Wan, and finally said, "Hua Ying and Lian Wan will be punished for three days in Qianjian Tomb. Those who knew about Sang Ling's return yesterday but did not report it will be punished for one day in Qianjian Tomb. Do we have any objections?"
None of the disciples present raised any objection.
Sang Ling coughed twice and spoke weakly: "Elder Yao, is the punishment from Qianjian Pavilion too severe? Most of our fellow disciples did not do it on purpose."
The disciples off the field looked even more guilty.
Before Wuyao Xianzun could speak, Chen Sheng kowtowed fiercely, "Big Sister, I am willing to be punished. I will punish you without knowing whether you are good or bad!"
The other disciples immediately followed suit, "We are willing to be punished!"
The hostility in the disciples' words almost poked Lian Wan in the face. The weak expression on Lian Wan's face could no longer be maintained, and her expression became a little distorted.
Seeing that things were almost over, Wu Yao Xianzun ordered all disciples to leave, because Sang Ling really needed to rest now.
All the disciples looked back at Sang Ling every few steps, and then walked out of the courtyard full of guilt.
Lian Wan was supported by Hua Ying. She watched the other disciples keep their distance from them. She turned around and glanced at Sang Ling with an unreadable expression.
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