Free Web NovelChapter 155: Chapter 147: This Is All a Misunderstanding! Do You Believe Me
’Impossible!’
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’Mr. Li’s movements must just be incredibly misleading!!!’
Before she could recover from the stark contrast, Li Chunfeng was already walking up to them.
He didn’t notice the strange looks from the crowd at all, so excited he was practically incoherent.
"Ah! You’re finally back? You’ll never guess! I... I think I’ve found the way!"
"For real! Something great happened!"
"Something incredibly great!"
Everyone: "???"
Li Chunfeng continued to excitedly and rapidly thrust his Wooden Sword in and out of its sheath as he spoke mysteriously:
"Just now, in the Sword Tomb, I think I heard a voice!"
"It was calling to me!"
"I tried again and again after I got back, and I finally figured it out!"
"It’s this movement! Constantly drawing and sheathing my sword!"
"As long as the frequency is fast enough, I can hear that voice again!"
"I think this must be a secret code for an inheritance, left behind by a Sword Dao senior!"
"As long as I keep at it, I’ll definitely be able to decipher its mysteries and obtain a supreme Sword Dao inheritance! I might even be able to step onto the path of immortality because of it!"
???
’For real?’
’A mortal can get an inheritance just by taking a stroll through the Sword Tomb?’
’Why do I find that so hard to believe?’
Listening to his dead-serious speech, everyone’s faces were filled with doubt.
But Li Chunfeng paid them no mind.
He felt that he had truly grasped a thread of immortal fate this time.
Though he had yet to truly embark on the path of Cultivation, with this sliver of opportunity, he firmly believed he would have the chance to set foot on the long-dreamed-of immortal path right here!
...
The applause died down, and the farce in the wilderness came to an end.
After everyone exchanged a few words, Su Ling’er began to give some final instructions.
"Right, about Wang Xiedi..."
Su Ling’er’s expression became complicated and grave.
"Right now... he’s... lost all distinction between humans and beasts, men and women. In short, it’s best if you all stay far away from him."
Hearing this, a chill ran down everyone’s spine.
’What on earth had Wang Xiedi been through to make Miss Su give such a horrifying assessment?’
Disciple A: "Miss Su, ’lost all distinction between humans and beasts, men and women’... what do you mean by that?"
"Don’t ask,"
Su Ling’er cut him off immediately, a trace of lingering fear on her face.
"It’s not a pretty picture, and I don’t want to have to recall it a second time."
Seeing this, the crowd could only disperse, full of confusion and terror, and begin to pick out the thatched huts they would be staying in for the night.
Su Ling’er moved into the slightly larger main hut in the center.
Before everyone left, she asked with some unease, worried that her quarters were too conspicuous and would attract gossip.
But everyone said they didn’t mind.
"Miss Su, you’re overthinking it. We’re only staying temporarily and will be leaving soon enough. There’s no need to worry about such details."
Everyone began picking out their own places to stay.
When they saw that one of the thatched huts already had some personal belongings inside, they tacitly understood it must be Wang Xiedi’s hut and deliberately gave it a wide berth.
Soon, everyone had chosen their huts and returned to rest.
...
「In the dead of night.」
A figure finally returned from the direction of the Spirit Beast Garden, completely exhausted.
It was Wang Xiedi.
He returned to the familiar wilderness, mentally and physically drained. But when he focused his eyes, he was completely dumbfounded.
’Wait, what is this?!’
’I was just mourning my lost love for a while in a pile of mantises, and a dozen thatched huts just sprouted out of thin air?’
’Did I wander into the wrong place?’
’Or did the sect do something again while I was gone?!’
’Did they recruit a bunch of new people?’
’But isn’t this way too many?!’
His head was throbbing, and with the pitch-black night, he couldn’t be bothered to investigate further.
"Whatever, my head hurts... It’s pitch-black, but it should be somewhere in that direction..."
Relying on his hazy memory, he walked toward the general direction of his thatched hut and pushed the door open, stepping inside.
...
In the quiet of the night, Su Ling’er was sitting cross-legged in her bamboo house, meditating.
Everything that happened today was a tangled mess in her mind.
’This undercover mission is getting harder and harder.’
Just as she was feeling agitated, a scream suddenly erupted from another thatched hut not far away!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH—!!!"
A jolt went through Su Ling’er. She was instantly snapped out of her meditative state, her heart pounding wildly!
’Something’s happened!’
’That voice... It’s one of the new disciples!’
Without a second thought, she was about to rush out the door, but her reason held her back firmly.
’No, I can’t be impulsive!’
’This is a demonic sect. A disturbance in the middle of the night could easily be a trap!’
Immediately after, a shrill scream erupted from two mouths at once!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH—!!!"
"You... You stay back! Stop right there!"
"Wang Xiedi! Stop!"
"You have to hold back!"
"Control yourself!"
"I don’t even have a cultivation partner yet! My innocence... My innocence absolutely cannot be ruined by you!"
"???"
"Wait, wait, wait! It’s a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!"
Inside the thatched hut, Disciple A scrambled and crawled into a corner, his hands held tightly over his chest in a posture of defiance unto death.
Wang Xiedi, also terrified, shot up from the straw mat, waving his hands frantically as he tried to explain.
"What are you talking about, innocence?! This is my thatched hut! What’s wrong with me coming back to sleep?!"
"No, hold on a second. Wait, it’s you? How did you get here too?!"
"And what are you doing on my straw mat?!"
Disciple A roared.
"Bullshit! This is my fucking hut!!!"
