Free Web NovelChapter 154: Chapter 146: Feng Is Doing the Crescent Sky Strike?
On the way back to the thatched huts, the group walked in a strangely tense atmosphere.
Su Ling’er first took them to the Dining Pavilion for a simple meal. Afterward, she led them toward the heart of the sect’s territory—a familiar stretch of wasteland.
As they walked along the desolate path, Su Ling’er, having made up her mind, finally sent an inquiry to the others via her divine sense.
[Su Ling’er]: My fellow disciples, may I ask what kind of token the Sect Leader has instructed us to use to send messages back this time?
The undercover disciples looked at her, their hearts filled with suspicion.
’Is Su Ling’er trying to probe for intel on Qingxu Temple’s communication methods?’
’Can we really trust her anymore?’
’If we tell her the truth, will Miss Su—now the "Holy Daughter of the Demonic Sect"—try to sabotage us?’
As soon as Su Ling’er sent her message, the group fell deathly silent.
After a moment, a few of the new disciples stammered out their replies.
[Disciple A]: Well... uh... Miss Su, about the artifact... it’s...
[Disciple B]: Er... the Sect Leader said... the time isn’t right, so we shouldn’t speak of it carelessly... Right, we can’t speak of it carelessly!
[Disciple C]: Y-Yes! This is a matter of grave importance. We... we dare not discuss it recklessly!
They were trapped in a dilemma. On one hand, they were afraid of misspeaking and offending their "Holy Daughter" senior, thus losing her protection. On the other, they were terrified of exposing Qingxu Temple’s secrets, which would cause their mission to fail and rob them of their golden ticket to success.
Just as the moment grew awkward, Dong Changsheng quickly interjected, fabricating a story on the spot.
His voice was steady and composed, betraying no hint of deceit.
[Dong Changsheng]: Rest assured, Miss Su. The Sect Leader has bestowed upon us an artifact called the ’Heaven and Earth Synchronized Sound Pendant.’
[Dong Changsheng]: It is similar to the token you used before, Miss Su, but its activation method is far more complex and secretive. It requires the joint effort of several people, and the timing isn’t right yet. That is why our junior brothers were being so cautious. I hope you are not offended.
Su Ling’er nodded, understanding completely.
’It seems the communication artifact really is different from the one I used before.’
With that, she asked no more questions.
...
They continued on their way. Su Ling’er lifted her gaze toward the familiar wasteland ahead.
Just as she’d expected, another dozen or so brand-new thatched huts had appeared in the clearing.
’Seriously?!’
’How are they so good at building?’
’How long was I even gone? They’ve already put up these huts?’
’Those demonic cultivators... they went and built more of these things behind my back...’ she grumbled inwardly.
But on second thought, with so many people on the job this time, not to mention Mr. Li and Mr. Dong overseeing things, they’d probably be able to get the intelligence out quickly. It wouldn’t be long before she could leave this godforsaken place. It was no big deal.
Just then, she spotted a figure on the path ahead, their back turned to them.
The figure was bobbing up and down in a bizarrely rhythmic fashion, seemingly engrossed in some activity.
Judging by the Daoist robe, the messy hair, and that unique vagrant vibe, it was almost certainly Li Chunfeng—Mr. Li!
Over the sound of the wind, she could clearly hear the rustle of fabric from his direction, and... a series of heavy, seemingly suppressed gasps.
’He’s back already?’
’What is he doing here?!’
Su Ling’er’s face instantly flushed crimson as an indecent thought uncontrollably flashed through her mind.
’Mr. Li... Feng... he couldn’t possibly be...’
She was so mortified she wanted to turn away immediately, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away.
The disciples beside her had clearly noticed as well, and a stir of hushed whispers broke out.
"Did... did you guys see that? Feng... he’s..."
"In broad daylight? He’s actually... doing *that* out here?! Th-The nerve!"
"My heavens... Could that be the legendary ’Crescent Sky Strike’?"
"At dinner, I heard some people talking about some update today, about how they finally got to the part where the ’black-robed ancestor’ uses the Crescent Sky Strike on the moon. I didn’t really get what they meant, but I can’t believe Feng is giving us a live demonstration..."
"I-Isn’t he afraid a passing cultivator will see him and refine him into a pill on the spot?! If he got caught, he’d have no one to blame but himself!"
Listening to the group’s wild speculation, Su Ling’er felt her cheeks burning with an unbearable heat.
As if he had heard the commotion behind him, Li Chunfeng’s vigorous movements came to an abrupt halt.
Everyone, Su Ling’er included, instinctively held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats.
’He’s... he’s turning around!’
Mortified, Su Ling’er quickly covered her eyes with her hands, but she couldn’t stop herself from peeking through a tiny gap between her fingers.
Li Chunfeng slowly... turned around.
There was no R-rated scene.
He was fully clothed, his expression focused, with only a light sheen of sweat on his forehead.
And in his hand, he held that unremarkable novice’s Wooden Sword.
The suggestive motion that had sent everyone’s minds into the gutter was, in fact—
With his left hand on the scabbard and his right on the hilt, he was rapidly and furiously practicing drawing and sheathing his sword!
"SHING! CLANG! SHING! CLANG! SHING! CLANG! SHING! CLANG!"
The heavy gasps were simply because his movements were so fast and forceful that he had grown tired and out of breath!
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"..."
The entire area fell dead silent. free𝑤ebnovel.com
Su Ling’er’s hand froze in front of her face. Her mind went completely blank, cycling through extreme mortification, to instant relief, and finally, to utter bewilderment.
’Wait...’
’Could it be... that my mind is just too dirty?’
