Yue Jin was torn. She wanted to chase after them, but she couldn’t leave Fu Lingyi lying there on the ground. After some hesitation, she finally decided to help her up first.
“You don’t need to worry about me,” Fu Lingyi said. She raised a hand, wiping away the wound on her forehead, and stared at Yue Jin with bright eyes. “I’ll be back soon. Just stay put and be good during this time.”
Yue Jin wanted to say she wasn’t worried, but she changed the subject instead: “What is the Disciplinary Hall?”
Fu Lingyi shook her head. She didn’t want to talk about it. She reached out to take Yue Jin’s hand. “I’ll take you back first.”
“I’m asking you. Explain clearly.”
“…The Chongxiang Sword Sect ‘s Disciplinary Hall is for punishing disciples who make mistakes,” Fu Lingyi said, smiling. “It’s just something every sect has. How serious could it be?” She held Yue Jin’s cold hand in her palm and used a Cleaning Spell to clean her somewhat dirty clothes. “You don’t need to worry about those rumors. Lingyue went to handle them.”
Yue Jin scoffed silently. What do you mean, every sect has it? Her Qingyuan Palace certainly didn’t have such a thing. “Is it because of the trouble I caused yesterday at Yaoguang Pavilion?”
Fu Lingyi turned her head, curved a finger, and gently tapped Yue Jin’s head. “Trouble? Didn’t you say none of that was done by you?”
“But…”
She continued, cutting her off. “That knife, you said you picked it up. Yesterday you picked up one, and today, you picked up another.”
As she spoke, Fu Lingyi actually started laughing to herself. She covered her mouth with her hand. “Are you a magnet? Knives just love sticking to you, haha.”
Yue Jin lowered her gaze, her eyes dim. As expected, she didn’t believe her.
“I…”
“I’ll just assume you’re a magnet then,” Fu Lingyi said. Warmth came from her palm. She walked slightly ahead, her hair swaying, her back view looking a little cheerful. “Even if you told me right now you were a demonic beast turned human, I’d believe it. It would be best if you were a stone spirit, though. That way, when you turn back to your original form, I can tuck you into my robes and never lose you.”
In the past, the path to the Disciplinary Hall was always painful. But today, with the gentle breeze, she actually felt a bit of peace from it, and the anticipation of meeting again in three days.
She also wondered how it went when she asked her junior sisters last time to help choose an auspicious day for the dao companion ceremony.
When she comes out of the Disciplinary Hall, she’ll choose slowly herself.
The night was dark. Yue Jin faced a table full of delicious food, but had no appetite at all.
Before leaving, Fu Lingyi had specifically made food for her. This time there were ten plates of dishes on the table, indeed more than the selection at noon. She had even stuffed a large bag of spiritual stones into her hands so Yue Jin could go down the mountain anytime within these three days to buy whatever she wanted to eat.
Being allowed to go down the mountain meant she wasn’t prohibited from wandering. Yun Lingyue had also left the sect to handle matters. Now, no one could control her.
If she wanted to leave, now was a good opportunity…
“Ah!”
Yue Jin irritably leaned back in her chair and let out a loud shout.
How could this Disciplinary Hall possibly be as easy as Fu Lingyi described? The moment she heard those three words while kneeling, she had trembled with fear.
“I didn’t do any of those things. If I left now, wouldn’t that look like I was guilty?” she muttered to herself, staring at the ceiling, trying to persuade herself. “Besides, that scoundrel is still in the Chongxiang Sword Sect . Who knows what methods she used, but she actually became the Sect Leader… That’s right, I can’t leave yet. I need to prevent her from slandering Ah Ling’s sect. What’s more, Wu Bei will need someone to meet her when she returns…”
After talking for a while, she finally managed to persuade herself and decided not to leave at this opportunity.
Not only would she not leave, but while she was at it, she’d go check out the Disciplinary Hall. Fu Lingyi never even blushes when lying normally. This time she definitely didn’t tell the truth.
Yue Jin wanted to figure out the content of that rumor first, but when she asked every disciple, they just looked at each other, unwilling to reveal anything to her.
Senior Sister Fu Lingyi had issued a prohibition, forbidding them from telling her.
Yue Jin was speechless. She could figure out the general idea with her eyes closed. Why hide it from her so completely?
Of course, if they wouldn’t even tell her the rumor, even less would anyone tell her the location of the Disciplinary Hall.
The side peak was silent deep in the night. Only disciples in twos and threes, having finished their cultivation, were agreeing to head back and rest together.
Yue Jin wandered around everywhere, wanting to try her luck and see if she could find it. But she saw a figure quickly walk past her, as if trying to avoid her attention.
Yue Jin let out a soft sound of surprise (“Yi”), chased after them, and patted the person’s shoulder.
The little disciple stumbled forward as if startled, stood rooted to the spot, and stubbornly refused to turn their head.
“You are… what’s your name… Xia?” Yue Jin wasn’t very good at remembering names and thought for a long time. “It’s you, right? You showed me the way on the mountain that day.”
“Is there something?” Yu Xia said in a muffled voice.
“Where is the Disciplinary Hall? They all refused to tell me, but I think you’ll definitely tell me.”
Hearing this, she finally turned her head, but her tone was still very harsh. “You, you still have the nerve to ask? Senior Sister has fallen to the Disciplinary Hall. Are you satisfied now? It’s all because of you…”
“Alright, alright, I know it’s because of me. You’ve said that once already,” Yue Jin said, becoming very patient to achieve her goal. “So, take me there, okay?”
Yu Xia pursed her lips and pointed to a location.
Yue Jin let go of her, turned, and walked away immediately.
“Senior Sister said she hates.”
Yu Xia stood behind her, watching her leave, her voice faint due to her own illness.
“She said she hates the Demon Lord, hates the Demonic Path, hates anything and everything related to them.”
“The demon humiliated Senior Sister in front of everyone, making her suffer whipping punishment and often forcing her into the Disciplinary Hall. How could she not hate? You look so much like the demon. How could she not hate?”
“If I was the one who was humiliated back then, I would definitely make that person pay ten thousand times the price.”
The voice traveled along the wind and entered Yue Jin’s ears.
She did not stop.
Yue Jin stood at the entrance of the Disciplinary Hall and gave a cold laugh. Fu Lingyi truly had a deceiving mouth.
Everywhere else in the Chongxiang Sword Sect was filled with the sounds of birds and the fragrance of flowers, but only this Disciplinary Hall was filled with gloomy energy. Not even a blade of grass grew, and not a speck of spiritual energy could be felt.
She went around to the back and climbed up. Luckily, no barrier formation was set up here, so she could easily flip in from above the roof.
The roof beams were built flat and wide. Staying on them wouldn’t be unstable.
She finally managed to find a support point, but then she heard a miserable shriek come from below.
In the cultivation world, there is a divine-grade magic artifact—the Immortal Binding Rope. As long as it binds someone, that person will temporarily lose all their cultivation base, lie there helpless, and have no ability to resist.
And the whereabouts of this magic artifact had always been unknown.
No one would have thought it would actually appear in the Chongxiang Sword Sect ‘s Disciplinary Hall.
The Immortal Binding Rope was wrapped around Fu Lingyi’s neck, leaving red marks from where it squeezed. There was also a shallow layer of water on the ground. She was kneeling on the cold ground, her lower legs submerged halfway in the water, silently reciting cultivation mantras.
As long as she recited a single word wrong, or paused for even a little while, the light orb on the wall would emit a huge bright light, passing through the water to electrocute her entire body.
“What is this?”
“Beasts, what kind of torture is this!”
Yue Jin was enraged by what she saw. She wanted to immediately jump down and cut that rope.
She took out the dagger she carried with her, crawled to the end of the roof beam, crouched down, aimed at the Immortal Binding Rope, and just as she raised her hand to throw…
A paper kite came from far away and got closer, flapping its wings as it drifted over.
Yue Jin narrowed her eyes, squeezed it with her hand, and the paper kite struggled in her grasp before unfolding and flattening.
“Don’t rush.”
*”Don’t rush what?” she asked towards the air. Because the roof beams were too high and Fu Lingyi currently had no spiritual energy, she couldn’t hear the voices above. “Have you been following me all this time? You just sent me a spirit beast. Are you trying to give me something else now?”
Yue Jin spoke carefully. She knew Baili Xianrong was deliberately using paper kites because she didn’t want to expose her identity as the Sect Leader.
Naturally, she couldn’t let her realize she already knew.
“Even though she laid so many traps for you, she still believes you as always. I’ve told you already, she likes you.”
“If you’re just here to talk nonsense and waste time, then forget it,” Yue Jin said. She aimed the dagger again, trying to cut the Immortal Binding Rope in one go. “Wouldn’t it be better to keep a few paper kites for flying? Qingyuan can fly for a long time.”
“I said, hold on.”
Paper kites came one after another. They looked like they were in a hurry, but the words on them didn’t convey the slightest bit of that feeling.
That person was clearly handling the situation with ease.
“She comes to this place often. She can bear it for just a little while.”
“However, if you act rashly, you might regret it.”
Yue Jin chuckled coldly. “I don’t have any cultivation base at all. My followers aren’t by my side either. I’m a cripple. I don’t understand why you keep wasting time on me. Could it be that you’re the one who truly likes me? Do you covet my beauty, want me to pay attention to you, and spend a night with you?”
Baili Xianrong was clearly rendered speechless by her. The paper kite took a long time to arrive, coming belatedly.
“You looked okay when you wore red, but you’re not quite to my taste now.”
“Before you chatter away, I suggest you look at this first.”
The last paper kite was destroyed. Several paper kites squeezed in from the cracks in the roof, huffing and puffing as they carried a thin scroll. Each holding a corner, they unfolded completely as they flew before her.
The scroll emitted a faint light, and little by little, a picture appeared.
Yue Jin had a bad feeling.
In the picture, people were moving about, their actions clearly displayed. Buildings lined the streets, and in the very center, a person wearing light blue clothes was walking.
That person occasionally looked around, but their pace was fast, and they kept moving forward without stopping.
The most conspicuous thing in the entire picture was that person’s head full of white hair.
Yue Jin stared at the scroll as paper kites flew towards her. The words on them read like someone watching a good show.
“Do you know her?”
“I know her, she’s Elder Wu Bei of the Demonic Path. Guess where I found her?”
“Chongxiang Sword Sect .”
“As far as I know, during the great war between immortals and demons back then, she couldn’t even withstand a single strike from Fu Qingxian before withdrawing.”
“Someone with this level of cultivation… I wonder how many knives it would take to completely kill her.”
“State your purpose,” Yue Jin said, crouching on the roof beam. She bit her lower lip tightly, her voice squeezed out from between her teeth. “I can take the blame for you. I can go and admit that I did all of this. Don’t touch her.”
More paper kites surged into the roof space. They carried in a knife, its blade pointed at the picture on the scroll.
“This is a manifest magic artifact. It can affect what’s inside from the outside. You can even reach into the scroll and pull the person out.”
“Naturally, hacking and slashing with a knife can also injure the person inside.”
Yue Jin bit her lip until it bled because she saw the words on the last paper kite.
“If you want the person in the scroll to live, then pick up the knife, go down, and kill Fu Lingyi.”
Is it the wind moving? No, it’s Senior Sister’s heart stirring.
Good chapter 😌