Chapter 42: A Cunning Misunderstanding and a Master’s Urgent Summons

For Senior Sister Qian, her investigation into Ye Xiaozi had already unearthed Ye Xiaozi’s entire social network. Consequently, Senior Sister Qian was well-acquainted with the basic information of these three individuals, even down to the specific district where they resided.

Furthermore, Senior Sister Qian had spent a considerable amount of time among the chore disciples, making her intimately familiar with the surrounding areas. Thus, while the two might have fled, it was a case of ‘the monk can run, but the temple cannot.’

Ye Xiaozi watched wistfully as Senior Sister Qian soared away on her sword. Then, as if recalling the instructions she had been given, she lowered her gaze to the girl whose face was smeared with blood.

As if sensing Ye Xiaozi’s stare, the previously unconscious girl’s eyes snapped open.

The sight of her blood-streaked face and wide, staring eyes immediately startled Ye Xiaozi, nearly causing her to stumble to the ground.

Then, to Ye Xiaozi’s utter astonishment, the girl, who had been unconscious moments before, stood up directly after opening her eyes. She glared fiercely at Ye Xiaozi, gritting her teeth as she spoke.

“Ye Xiaohei, oh, Ye Xiaohei! We never imagined you possessed such cunning! To have Senior Sister Qian enter your room before our arrival, and only then would you go to the dining hall for food. No wonder you vanished for a while after returning to this area. So, you were doing *this*. What a truly devious scheme!”

“Ah!” Ye Xiaozi’s face stiffened, and she instinctively pointed at herself. “I didn’t!” she protested innocently.

‘When I returned, I simply remembered yesterday’s bean sprouts, which made me hesitate to go to the dining hall,’ Ye Xiaozi thought to herself. ‘Yet, it seems I’ve been completely misunderstood.’

‘However, judging by her words, they followed me back? Fortunately, Senior Sister Qian visited today. Otherwise, wouldn’t I have been tortured into this state? My lifelong reputation would be utterly ruined…’ A shiver ran down Ye Xiaozi’s spine at the thought.

Ye Xiaozi’s bewildered reaction only solidified the other girl’s conviction that this was all Ye Xiaozi’s—no, Ye Xiaohei’s—scheme. It was a pre-emptive plot to frame them.

Gritting her teeth, the girl declared, “Ye Xiaohei, oh, Ye Xiaohei, you truly are terribly dark-hearted. We certainly didn’t misname you. Humph, just you wait; we will absolutely not let you off the hook!” After delivering her threat, the girl fled as if on wings.

After all, they were both at the late-stage Qi Condensation, and Ye Xiaohei had a history of violence. What if she took offense and crippled her?

As for punishment? *Please*, she had provoked Senior Sister Qian first. If Ye Xiaohei pushed the blame onto Senior Sister Qian, could she really bite back?

If Ye Xiaohei acted against her, it would be to avenge and vent for Senior Sister Qian. Senior Sister Qian would undoubtedly be thrilled! How could she possibly defend her?

Moreover, her presence here was to ambush Ye Xiaozi. Although she had ambushed the wrong person, it didn’t mean her actions were forgiven. Therefore, the girl merely uttered her threat and then took off without a second thought.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaozi scratched her head, her face a mask of confusion. Clearly, Ye Xiaozi had once again been mistaken for a ruthless, cunning woman. In truth, however, Ye Xiaozi was nothing of the sort; she was, if anything, a bit of a naive sweetheart…

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After the second day’s success, Luo Bingli confidently awaited the doubled reward for her system mission.

However, the third day passed, then the fourth, and it wasn’t until the evening of the fifth day that Luo Bingli received no further notifications from the system regarding any breakthrough in the mission’s progress.

Of course, Luo Bingli had inquired with Wang Qiu’er during this period, even asking her to add several bullying activities. Regrettably, the system’s progress remained stubbornly stagnant.

This made Luo Bingli suspect Wang Qiu’er was merely slacking off. She even summoned Wang Qiu’er to a nearby location for a detailed interrogation.

Upon seeing the confident smile on Wang Qiu’er’s face, Luo Bingli decided to grant her another opportunity.

After all, there were still more than two days until the system’s final settlement time, and the mission could be completed at any moment without any life-threatening risks. While not obtaining a wisp of immortal energy was somewhat disappointing for Luo Bingli, at least her life was safe.

Besides, even if she handled it herself, there might not be any better outcome. It was better to let nature take its course.

As long as the system didn’t turn her into a doll and send her to the masses of netizens, that was fine.

Luo Bingli thought this to herself.

However, at that very moment, a transmission talisman within her storage ring suddenly reacted. Luo Bingli, looking surprised, took out the talisman and examined it with considerable confusion, her heart filled with bewilderment.

This constantly vibrating transmission talisman in her hand belonged to her own master.

Truth be told, Luo Bingli was currently terrified of her master. What if her master couldn’t endure the countless techniques of those immortalesses—the Nine Heavens of Ice and Fire, the Desert Storm, and so on—and decided to use her as a scapegoat? Wouldn’t her body and the rest of her life be utterly ruined right here?

After all, the various methods employed by those immortalesses were highly addictive. Only her master, with that incredibly tough little mouth of hers, could somehow resist their attacks. As for Luo Bingli herself, she felt she certainly lacked the ability to emerge unscathed from the hands of those Mahayana and Tribulation Transcendence immortalesses.

Nevertheless, Luo Bingli truly had no idea why her master was looking for her. She decided it was best to listen first before making any decisions.

“Disciple, come to your master’s side for a moment!”

It was a single sentence, yet her master’s voice was clearly laced with exhaustion. However, this brief instruction alone sent Luo Bingli’s mind into a whirlwind of wild conjectures.

‘Master is clearly unable to hold on. Her voice sounds utterly fatigued. There’s a high probability she genuinely can’t endure the immortalesses’ torture anymore,’ she mused. ‘After all, thinking about those tormenting things makes one wish for death. Only my master can not only withstand them but also have the energy to call me to share in the punishment. She’s truly an old fiend.’

“Cough, cough, um… Master, your disciple has urgent matters to attend to right now. I will come to you immediately after I’ve finished!” After a brief reply, Luo Bingli placed the transmission talisman back into her storage ring.

She decided that no matter what her master said next, she wouldn’t respond. She would wait until those senior immortalesses had left in a few days.

‘Master, oh, Master! You suffer it yourself! You deserve this!’ After silently teasing her master, Luo Bingli gleefully lay on her bed and began reading an erotic novel.

Her only regret was that Little Xue had been called away by her mother, leaving Luo Bingli feeling a little lonely as she read the novel, a warmth spreading through her body.

However, before Luo Bingli could fully indulge in her thoughts, a slightly deep voice suddenly sounded beside her: “What did you just say your master deserved?”