Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
So, the person who had robbed them penniless was actually Ling Chuxi!
“She is Teacher Mu’s disciple is she not?”
“We got lucky.” Scar-face rubbed his neck with his palm reassuringly. Luckily his neck was intact. For someone that had been accepted by Mu Liufeng as his disciple, how ordinary of person could she be?
“In the future, let’s not ever offend her. She’s too strong,” said the person who spoke such obnoxious words to Ling Chuxi earlier on. He patted his own chest as he spoke to calm the trauma he felt.
“Exactly, exactly. We’ll have to make a round or divert to a different route if we see her.” One of the women spoke up this time. She was drenched in a cold sweat.
“Ling Chuxi? How can she be counted as anything!” Just as scar-face and the rest of his gang were lamenting their fates, a female voice rang out from nearby. Its tone was angry and contemptuous.
“Who goes there?” asked scar-face unhappily as he turned around, just about to explode himself. Today, he had lost his reputation. And now, someone was here to provoke him even further. It was only right that he took the opportunity to reclaim some of his reputation.
But once he saw who the voice belonged to, he quickly swallowed his intentions and was once again left speechless. He had definitely left for the day without looking at his almanac today. How was it that he had just sent off a star of misfortune only to have another fierce goddess take her place? Before him stood the very person who was known as the peerless genius from White Stone Academy—Lan Xinyu!
“What just happened?” Lan Xinyu had heard Ling Chuxi’s name being uttered from afar and as she was very sensitive to the name, she had strained to hear the context in which it was being discussed. Unexpectedly, she had heard them talking about how strong Ling Chuxi was and how she was indeed the disciple of Teacher Mu. As she heard these words being spoken, they were akin to someone rubbing salt on her wound! It would be odd if she had felt good after hearing such words. She wanted to know what exactly had happened for these people to be sighing as such.
“Well, just now, just now…” Scar-face trailed off and thought about how he should describe the events that had played out earlier in a less shameful way.
“Did all of you try to rob her unsuccessfully?” Lan Xinyu looked at scar-face stuttering away and voiced her own guess. Lan Xinyu knew a few of these people. They were indeed older students who wielded more seniority. Every time training rolled around, they would try to take advantage of the chaos. They specialized in attacking new students. Of course, they’d also attack older students who possessed lower levels of cultivation than them. Although the cultivation this group possessed wasn’t very strong, it wasn’t considered weak either.
She remembered that Ling Chuxi had grouped up with only one other man. Scar-face and his gang couldn’t defeat Ling Chuxi’s group of two people?
Upon hearing Lan Xinyu’s words, scar-face and his gang kept quiet and silently lowered their heads.
“All of you are just useless! Five people against two new students and all of you weren’t able to defeat them!” Lan Xinyu observed their reactions and knew her guess had been right. She felt even more anger in her heart and started scolding them.
Scar-face raised his head sheepishly, blinked and replied honestly, “No, we weren’t. The five of us couldn’t even defeat Ling Chuxi alone. The man she was with didn’t attack us in time before she did.”
“Ugh, garbage! All of you!” Lan Xinyu had thought scar-face was about to say something important but instead he had spoken words she’d never thought he’d say. This made Lan Xinyu even angrier.
“Look, she was able to become Teacher Mu’s disciple. That means she’s skilled. We don’t feel that it’s an injustice losing to her,” said scar-face as he pursed his lips.
“Get lost! You’re all just a pile of garbage!” shouted Lan Xinyu angrily at scar-face and his gang.
Scar-face and his ilk didn’t say any more. They swiftly gathered their things and left, disappearing speedily from Lan Xinyu’s line of sight.
“Ling Chuxi, I really want to see for myself exactly how capable you are!” said Lan Xinyu coldly as she withdrew the golden whip by her waist and whipped it ruthlessly, slicing through the air.
