Vulnerable opportunities
Lingfang felt wronged and got up with a sigh.
"It's one thing for my senior brother not to care about me, but he didn't even ask why I got hurt. He really doesn't care about me anymore."
Song Qingyun spoke coldly. He was gentle by nature, but you could immediately tell when he was angry. Lingfang was secretly afraid, so she tried to change the subject by acting coquettishly, "I haven't been eating or sleeping well these past few days because I miss my senior brother."
She stood up and tugged at his sleeve, "Senior brother, do you miss me too?"
Song Qingyun dodged away, still indifferent. Lingfang was provoked by his expression. "Senior brother—" she stomped her feet angrily, not at all like someone who was injured.
"What exactly did you do while I was away?" Song Qingyun asked coldly, a storm brewing in his eyes. It was the first time his junior sister had seen such an expression on his face, and her voice trembled involuntarily.
"I... I didn't do anything, we just had a few words in our mouths."
"That's all?"
"Yes." She nodded immediately, but to her surprise, Song Qingyun's expression grew increasingly grim. "You Rong and Ruo have already confessed everything, are you still going to lie?"
At this moment, Song Qingyun was extremely disappointed.
Lingfang's expression suddenly changed, becoming even more unreasonable. "You actually believe those two idiots, Senior Brother? Why don't you believe me, Senior Brother, and only believe others?"
"Am I really any less than others in my senior brother's heart?" Lingfang was furious. She smashed the furniture in the room, and the mattress and pillow fell to the ground. It was the ice-snow silk quilt that the sect leader had given her. She stomped on it hard, wasting such a precious gift and not knowing how to cherish it at all.
Song Qingyun used to dote on her so much, but now he only sees her as a vulgar shrew, utterly despicable.
"How is he better than me? Why do you all care about him?" Lingfang lost her composure and smashed things wildly. Song Qingyun retreated step by step, unable to hide the disgust in his eyes.
Seeing his eyes, Lingfang was deeply hurt. The vase she was holding was still in the air when she heard her senior brother say, "So you took advantage of your power to bully him, hurt his body, and framed him."
"I just can't stand him. Whenever there's something good in the sect, I'm the first person they think of." In a fit of rage, she smashed a vase. The shards cut her hand, but she seemed oblivious to the pain and continued to ramble on.
"Lin Yueyao stole my senior brother, and now her junior brother has also stolen the sect leader. I can't stand it!"
Song Qingyun was incredulous and murmured as she stepped back, "You've disappointed me so much."
Lingfang was struck dumb and frantically begged him, "Senior brother, don't go."
"I did all this for my senior brother. I just wanted him to look at me more." She cried out, looking pitiful, clinging to him tightly and shamelessly hanging on him.
"Senior brother, don't leave me. I know I was wrong." She pleaded desperately. Song Qingyun tried his best to resist pushing her away, but only said, "How can I protect you if you're like this?"
Lingfang hugged him from behind, her head resting against his back. "What do you mean? Are you going to push me out, senior brother?"
She pushed him away abruptly, unable to believe he would do such a thing. "I already know I was wrong, can't you forgive me, senior brother?!"
Song Qingyun was so angry that he was about to faint. "Even if Junior Sister Yueyao doesn't pursue the matter, Uncle Xuantong won't ignore it, and there's also Master and Sect Master. Who do you think will let you off the hook?"
Moreover, Master Xuantong is still in seclusion, and Lin Yueyao is Rong Yan's senior sister. How could she possibly stand idly by? She might even skip the interrogation and attack her directly.
Thinking of this, Lingfang panicked instantly and begged Song Qingyun for mercy, "Senior brother, save me! She will definitely not let me off easily."
"Now you're scared? When you crippled your junior brother, did you ever think of this day?" Song Qingyun said sarcastically.
"I just wanted to teach him a lesson, to make him behave himself. I didn't want to kill him..." Lingfang was completely flustered, and tears streamed down her face.
Now is not the time for explanations; the only person who can protect her right now is her senior brother...
"I don't want to die, senior brother, please help me, I really don't want to die." She hugged him tightly, her grip causing wrinkles in the hem of her clothes.
Song Qingyun sighed. He couldn't control the outcome, but before the matter was investigated, he had to find a way to hide her.
Based on his understanding of Junior Sister Yueyao, he knew she would definitely not let this go.
"Listen, I will arrange a safe place for you. Stay there for a few days and come back when the sect leader summons you." He calmed Lingfang down.
"I'll pack my things now."
"It's too late, let's go now." Song Qingyun grabbed her hand and was about to lead her away.
"Where are you going?" The woman's voice was as cold as jade, and Lingfang's expression changed instantly.
Wenqing leaped forward, heading straight for Lingfang's face.
Lingfang was caught off guard and stood frozen in place, so frightened that she closed her eyes.
"clang--"
The sound of magical artifacts clashing startled her. She opened her eyes in disbelief. Song Qingyun stood in front of her, holding the Moon Chasing Bow.
Even at this point, her senior brother was still protecting her; he still cared about her.
"Wenqing, come back."
Wenqing obediently flew back into Lin Yueyao's palm. The spiritual energy beneath her feet fluctuated and spread throughout the courtyard, completely enveloping the three of them.
Anything that happens inside the barrier is invisible and inaudible to those outside; its presence is completely blocked.
"Junior Sister Yueyao," Song Qingyun tried to ease the tension.
"Shut up." Lin Yueyao glared at him, not thinking she didn't know what he was up to. "If you know what's good for you, get out of here."
Wen Qing's spiritual power surged, and flames enveloped his body. Ling Fang, who was born with a water spiritual root and had always been afraid of fire, hid behind Song Qingyun and kept pleading, "Senior brother, you must save me."
“Junior Sister Yueyao, I understand how you feel right now, but it would be unfair to take action without proper authorization before the truth is revealed,” Song Qingyun advised. “If you remove the barrier, I will pretend nothing happened.”
Lin Yueyao didn't even look at him directly. "Stop talking nonsense. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"
He unleashed his spiritual power, stirring up the wind and clouds, causing sand and stones to fly within the barrier.
Holding the Moon Chasing Bow, Song Qingyun said with difficulty as the two forces clashed, "Making a big fuss will not benefit anyone."
Too lazy to waste words with him, Lin Yueyao picked up the sword and approached Lingfang like a ghost. The sharp sword energy cut off the long hair at her temples, and the hair spun to the ground.
A slight stinging pain came from her face. When Lingfang touched it, her hand was covered in blood, and she screamed in fright.
Knowing that Lin Yueyao was truly intent on killing her and wanted to take her life and hurt her precious face, she was filled with panic and anger.
"If you dare to hurt me, Master and Sect Leader will never let you get away with it!!"
"Shut up!" Song Qingyun scolded her inwardly. Lingfang covered her face, feeling wronged.
"Do you think I'm afraid?" Lin Yueyao laughed instead of getting angry, and raised her sword to strike again. Song Qingyun blocked her with his body, and Lin Yueyao glared at him, "If you stop me again, don't blame me for turning ruthless."
"Junior Sister Yueyao—" In his desperation, Song Qingyun abandoned the Moon Chasing Bow and knelt before her. "I beg you, for my sake, please stop now."
"Master and Sect Leader will definitely give Junior Brother justice." He held his head high; a true man should not submit to others. For his junior sister's sake, he had no choice but to risk everything.
The question remained suspended in mid-air. Lin Yueyao's expression did not waver. She tilted her head and asked, "Are we just going to let it go like this?"
The junior brother was bullied to the point of being half-dead. What will she say when her master comes out of seclusion?
"No, we'll wait until we report back to the sect leader before making any plans. In the meantime, let's each take a step back." Song Qingyun added, "Once the matter is investigated, if she did it, I will definitely not cover it up, nor will I show any mercy."
With him as her guarantor, Lin Yueyao slowly withdrew her question, her murderous intent remaining undiminished.
"That would be for the best." She turned away coldly, trusting Song Qingyun's character but not Lingfang's. "To ensure that my senior brother wasn't lying, I won't remove the barrier."
As she left, she added a fire to Lingfang's residence. The flames swirled around the barrier, which Lingfang, with her cultivation level, could not break through; she could neither enter nor leave.
The others could move freely, precisely to prevent her from escaping.
Watching Lin Yueyao leave, Song Qingyun, having exhausted all other options, put away the Moon Chasing Bow. Lingfang, cornered with no way out, asked, "What should I do?"
"Senior brother, will I be kicked out?" She was terrified, as if she had been scared out of her wits, and she stood there in a daze, like a madwoman. "No, I don't want to be kicked out."
She scrambled to her feet and pounded on the barrier, making loud thuds, but she couldn't budge it an inch.
While the scorching heat of the flames is not fatal, it is undoubtedly torture, especially with the elemental suppression, which is even more torturous for Lingfang.
"Senior brother, come back..." Watching Song Qingyun's departing figure, hot tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't want to leave this place, she didn't want to leave her senior brother.
She didn't want to go back to those days when she was bullied and humiliated. She had many sisters in her family, and she was born small and thin, with a strange and unpleasant personality that made her unpopular.
If she hadn't run away in a fit of pique, she would never have met the sect leader, let alone been brought here.
The sect leader treated her very well, showering her with everything he had, and regarding her as his own daughter.
She couldn't bear to part with these days, and even more so with her senior brother.
She has ruined everything herself; she lost her mind.
Lingfang lay sprawled on the ground, her face streaked with tears.
Lin Yueyao flew back to the men's residence on her sword. Everyone in the sect knew her and dared not provoke her.
They entered their junior brother's courtyard without any hindrance. Zhan Tingyu was not there; there was an open food box on the table, showing signs of having been used.
Rong Yan had just fallen asleep on the bed. Her movements were very light and deliberate, so that no one could hear her.
In the evening, she ran into Zhan Tingyu, who had come to visit his junior brother. She stammered and looked guilty, appearing preoccupied.
Without needing to press for answers, Zhan Tingyu understood everything with just a glance.
Lin Yueyao instantly understood the whole story and rushed to Lingfang's residence to test the truth. As a result, she happened to run into the brother and sister discussing their escape plan.
At that moment, she was so enraged that she wanted nothing more than to skin them alive.
Looking back now, her decision to handle it privately actually benefited Lingfang.
This girl has always regarded her as a mortal enemy and has tried to trip her up behind her back countless times, but she turns a deaf ear to it, adhering to the principle of "better to avoid trouble than to cause trouble."
Nowadays, it's no longer just about jealousy and rivalry; it involves human lives.
This time, junior sister will not escape punishment no matter what.
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