Xie Linyuan felt as if he had merely brushed away a speck of dust that was bothering him, and his mood was noticeably much better.
The man walked with a leisurely, even elegant, gait, to the side of Shen Zhaozhao, who was still in a daze.
Shen Zhaozhao was pulled back to reality by the commotion and shuddered.
She slowly looked at Xie Linyuan's breathtakingly beautiful face, her lips twitching slightly, a hint of despair in her voice. She couldn't beat him, but at least she could dodge him: "Well, Sect Leader, how about... you just let me roam free?"
"I think... I'm particularly suited to being wild..."
Moonlight fell on Xie Linyuan's perfect profile, casting a light shadow. He looked down at Shen Zhaozhao, who seemed to want to dig a hole and bury herself in it, and chuckled. It was another one of those little tricks of deliberately distancing herself.
Thinking of this, Xie Linyuan himself did not realize that the corners of his lips had turned up slightly, almost imperceptibly: "Don't worry, now that you have joined my sect, I will naturally not abandon you."
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
Pei Lang remained huddled in a corner, trying to minimize his presence, staring dumbfounded at the rapidly changing and chaotic scene in Qixia Garden.
From Wan Qianqiu being flung away, to the sect leader's suffocating "concern," and then to Shen Zhaozhao's humble "relocation request" that was practically burying her in the mud...
Pei Lang felt that his values and understanding had been repeatedly crushed tonight, leaving only one crystal-clear thought: "Your sect is full of lunatics."
The next day.
The mornings at Qixia Garden should be filled with birdsong, fragrant flowers, and a vibrant, ethereal atmosphere.
However, when Pei Lang cautiously pushed open the courtyard gate and saw the figure under the eaves radiating intense resentment, he was so frightened that he almost jumped up on the spot.
Shen Zhaozhao stood there motionless with her back to him, her back view exuding an air of utter despair.
"Shen Zhaozhao?"
Pei Lang shuffled over, his voice barely audible, as if afraid of disturbing this aggregate of resentment that could explode at any moment: "What's wrong with you?"
Hearing the noise behind her, Shen Zhaozhao didn't speak, but walked expressionlessly to a thick pillar beside her, and then—
"Thump!"
He slammed his fist down hard, and the entire pillar seemed to tremble.
Pei Lang: "..."
"What's wrong?"
Shen Zhaozhao sneered, her voice filled with a gritted teeth as if she were on the verge of collapse, "I was thirsty in the middle of the night, so I got up to get a drink of water, and that damn lunatic sent me a telepathic message."
Pei Lang: "..."
no.
Your insults were a bit too vulgar.
In Shen Zhaozhao's eyes, there was a despair of a living person on the verge of death: "He said, as expected... he got up in the middle of the night and lingered there. I knew that you were still unwilling to give up and wanted to take advantage of my meditation to do something improper."
Pei Lang: "..."
no.
Your insults were at least somewhat polite.
Pei Lang's eyes twitched. He remembered that last night, his family's law enforcement elder had specially arranged for this sect leader, who looked difficult to serve, to stay in the most luxurious Lanyue Pavilion in the entire Qixia Garden.
The Lan Yue Pavilion is a great distance away from the residences of these disciples.
That's hard to say.
Pei Lang: "Hmm... your sect leader is a little... well, a bit too confident, isn't he?"
The word "pervert" rolled around on his lips, but he ultimately didn't dare to say it.
Shen Zhaozhao gave him a look of despair that said, "You understand me."
Seeing her utterly dejected expression, Pei Lang couldn't bear it. He reached out and patted her shoulder heavily, a hint of sympathy in his voice. After carefully choosing his words, he cautiously said, "Forget it... try to think positively. Your sect leader may have a rather unique mind, but he's good-looking!"
"Seriously, look at his face, his figure!"
Pei Lang tried hard to recall the descriptions in the storybooks, attempting to comfort him: "He's just like those characters in the storybooks, a stunning beauty who was forcibly taken by the female supporting character, a stunning beauty who was forcibly taken by the male supporting character, a stunning beauty who was forcibly taken by the female lead, and a stunning beauty who was also taken by the male lead who wanted to give him to the female lead!"
"In short, he's the kind of rare treasure that everyone in the world wants to lock up and hide away. Can you just consider him a rare treasure?"
Shen Zhaozhao twitched the corners of her mouth, letting out an even colder sneer, full of indifferent "whatever" attitude: "What else?"
“I told him I had no feelings for him whatsoever, but he wouldn’t listen. Even if he did listen, he wouldn’t believe me. Fine, he won’t believe me. But if he still doesn’t believe me, he’ll try to scam me. I can’t beat him in a fight, and yelling at him is useless. I can’t give in to him. What can I do?”
Pei Lang: "..."
Pei Lang looked at Shen Zhaozhao's resentful aura that seemed to say, "Keep away, or we'll all be destroyed," and then at the pillar next to her that seemed to be groaning slightly. Alarm bells rang in his heart.
If the law enforcement elders saw that the pillar had been hammered into a crater, they would definitely hold him responsible for this!
Thinking of this, Pei Lang coughed lightly, forcing a stiff smile, trying to make his tone sound relaxed and natural: "Hey, um... speaking of which, I haven't yet asked about your sect leader's title."
"Look, like that Lingxiao True Person of the Tianyan Sect, and my sect leader's title is Chiyan True Person. Your sect leader is... cough, unfathomable. His title must be extraordinary, right?"
He tried to steer the conversation toward "nobility" and "transcendence," attempting to evoke even the slightest bit of awe in Shen Zhaozhao towards her sect leader... Well, awe was probably out of the question; at least he could distract her from hitting her pillar.
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhaozhao slowly turned her head and looked at Pei Lang without any emotion.
Her lips twitched upwards very slowly and with very little amplitude: "The eldest brother said... that lunatic felt that the term 'real person,' which sounds old-fashioned and dull, was not worthy of his awe-inspiring and unparalleled charisma."
Therefore, there is no honorific title.
"You can just call him a fucking lunatic."
Pei Lang: "..."
never mind.
The conversation was going nowhere.
Don't hit my pillar!
...
A moment later, the area in front of Yunqi's main city appeared noticeably emptier.
The preliminary round eliminated half of the cultivators, and the once bustling square became sparsely populated, with only the qualifiers gathered in small groups, seemingly exchanging their experiences of soaking in the spiritual spring. And sure enough, perhaps due to the intense psychological suggestion, a few cultivators actually broke through the minor realms that had been their bottlenecks.
On the high platform, the City Lord of Yunqi City was organizing the jade slips, preparing to announce the rules for the semi-finals.
Shen Zhaozhao and Pei Lang stood at the edge of the crowd, their faces filled with sorrow.
Shen Zhaozhao's eyes were vacant, clearly still somewhat reluctant to face this sudden change.
no?
How could she be framed by a lunatic who claimed he wanted to sleep with her?!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get; the angrier I get, the more I think about it. I'm exhausted. Maybe I should just explode on the spot.
Pei Lang looked pained. That pillar... if the law enforcement elder found it dented, how many spirit stones would he have to pay out?
Several newly arrived outer disciples of the Tianyan Sect immediately spotted the two figures in the corner radiating a low-pressure aura that seemed to say "keep away." They exchanged glances, their faces instantly displaying gloating mockery.
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