Chapter 102: The One Hundred and Second Day of Slacking Off
Before welcoming the match with Xu Huang, Wen Ying encountered someone she loathed immensely.
It was on the way back from the dining hall.
Wen Ying had promised to give Wang Goudan time to think; before leaving the Xun Xian Sect, she intended to keep using Wang Goudan’s kitchenware and vegetables.
After all… it smelled really good.
However, just then, Wen Ying was called from behind.
“Xiao Ying.”
That disgusting form of address, that pretentious, cool-toned voice…
Wen Ying turned around.
Sure enough, it was the chewing-gum-brand scumbag, Lin Yu.
No need for mind-reading; the moment Wen Ying saw the hidden joy in Lin Yu’s eyes, she knew he was here about the Long Musheng matter.
He probably felt he had done her a huge favor and came to claim credit.
In previous cycles, Wen Ying had never let Long Musheng’s expulsion become reality, so naturally, this follow-up plot never existed.
“Xiao Ying, I didn’t expect to meet you here.” Lin Yu hurriedly took two steps forward, his voice carrying a shallow tenderness.
“I expected it,” Wen Ying responded indifferently.
From the moment the dining hall opened, Lin Yu had been squatting in the bushes at the entrance for the entire noon hour; how could she not expect it?
“Xiao Ying, you mean… you were thinking of me?” The joy in Lin Yu’s eyes could barely be suppressed. “I knew it, Xiao Ying, you still have me, your Shifu, in your heart, right?”
Wen Ying: “…”
What kind of Qiong Yao (melodramatic romance) filter was this? Language comprehension level 8—negative level 8.
Xiao Ying didn’t deny it.
Not denying it meant… tacit agreement.
The joy in Lin Yu’s eyes expanded bit by bit.
Wen Ying felt that Lin Yu might be blind.
He couldn’t distinguish between speechlessness and tacit agreement.
“Xiao Ying, congratulations, you’ve entered the top four of the Trial of Immortals.” Lin Yu could no longer suppress the upward curve of his lips.
“Get lost.” Wen Ying rolled her eyes at Lin Yu.
Lin Yu was truly impressive, mentioning exactly what shouldn’t be mentioned. Especially since the failure of match-fixing this time was thanks to Lin Yu, Wen Ying was doubly angry.
“Xiao Ying, you really are shy.” Lin Yu reached out, seemingly wanting to pat Wen Ying’s head.
…He calls this shy?
It seems this Lin Yu is not only blind and deaf but also has issues with vocabulary comprehension.
Want to pat my head?
Fine, I’ll let you have a good “pat.”
Watching the pig trotter about to land on her head, Wen Ying chuckled, jumped up abruptly, and headbutted Lin Yu’s palm “gently.”
“Ow—” The second half of the scream was swallowed back into Lin Yu’s stomach.
But despite holding back the scream, the intense pain in his palm still caused Lin Yu’s features to scrunch together, radiating an aura of agony from hand to head.
“Xiao Ying, why did you take the Great Strength Pill again…” Amidst the pain, Lin Yu managed to squeeze out a voice.
Wen Ying felt like she was facing an old-fashioned tape recorder.
Lin Yu-brand tape recorder: when indecisive, blame everything on the Great Strength Pill.
“…Are Great Strength Pills sold by the pound at your house? Do you think I eat them like rice all day?”
According to Wen Ying’s investigation, these Great Strength Pills were incredibly expensive; previously, Wang Xiaole’s bottle only contained two pills.
“Xiao Ying, you… how did you know that I manufactured the Great Strength Pills?” The pain in Lin Yu’s palm had subsided a lot, though the hand hung limply at his side. Hearing Wen Ying’s words, he suddenly looked up, staring at Wen Ying in astonishment.
Wen Ying: “…”
No, she didn’t know.
“Xiao Ying, selling Great Strength Pills is just a matter of supply and demand. It is their own insatiable greed; having greed means paying the corresponding price.” Lin Yu spoke high-soundingly, as if it were only natural. Only when looking at Wen Ying did his eyes fill with infinite guilt. “It’s just, I never imagined… this medicine, this medicine would actually harm you… I’m sorry, it’s all Shifu‘s fault, Shifu is sorry.”
“Xiao Ying, I know the ingredients of this pill best. Listen to Shifu‘s advice, don’t take it anymore.” Lin Yu spoke earnestly, sounding like sincere dissuasion.
No wonder Lin Yu always knew so much about the side effects of the Great Strength Pill. So that was it.
He spoke righteously, as if washing his hands of the problem. But Lin Yu, who knew the pills weren’t good yet sold them for personal gain, what was he?
But this was an unexpected harvest.
So this pill was actually developed by Lin Yu and sold by Xu Mofeng.
“Xiao Ying, look, even without taking the pill, don’t we have ways to win? I did as you said and successfully drove Long Musheng out.” Lin Yu’s tone was seductive. “Xiao Ying, for you, I’m willing to do anything. As long as you don’t take that harmful pill, I can help you settle all your opponents one by one.”
With the Great Strength Pill prelude, Lin Yu saying these outrageous things now seemed oddly reasonable.
Wen Ying naturally knew that the frame-up regarding her was accomplished through Lin Yu.
Previously, since it had never succeeded, Wen Ying had doubted why Lin Yu would cooperate with such malicious acts. Surely not because of the power of love? A philandering scumbag challenging his moral bottom line for love?
Now it seemed the cause and effect were quite reasonable.
Wen Ying sneered.
“Xiao Ying, you smiled.” Lin Yu also smiled. “So, you agreed to me, right?”
Wen Ying completely understood now.
Lin Yu was truly blind.
If not for both hands carrying food, Wen Ying would have punched Lin Yu flying long ago.
Today, because she chatted with Wang Goudan a bit more, she only remembered the food at the very end, so she hadn’t had time to seal it with a spell.
Since she was going to eat it when she got back anyway, carrying it was fine.
Adapting to changes with constancy, Wen Ying turned and walked towards her room.
Lin Yu, however, thought everything was developing perfectly and wanted to strike while the iron was hot to rebuild their relationship.
While following Wen Ying, he carefully observed her, racking his brains for what else he could do.
Finally, his gaze focused on the package in Wen Ying’s hands, and his eyes lit up: “Xiao Ying, what are you carrying? How about I carry it for you?”
Since hitting a wall last time, before coming to find Wen Ying, Lin Yu had done ample preparation.
He remembered a script written by that author called Shocking! After Knowing These Little Love Tactics, He Actually…. He had gone specifically down the mountain to search for it and bought this script.
After reading it, he finally knew why Xiao Ying treated him that way that day.
The script said that women’s words should be interpreted in reverse.
For example, if she tells you to get lost, she definitely wants you to stay. If she sneers, she is ecstatic inside.
Besides that, there were some small tactics for pursuing women, such as proactively helping her carry her bag if you see her holding something while walking.
Hearing Lin Yu’s inner thoughts, Wen Ying just wanted to say—
Her judgment was indeed correct; Lin Yu’s language comprehension ability was basically negative. Expecting him to use it flexibly was impossible.
“No need.” Wen Ying was pondering: should she kick Lin Yu while maintaining balance so the soup didn’t spill, or seal the food with a spell first and then kick him?
No need?
Xiao Ying meant… need.
Lin Yu immediately reached out, intending to take the food from Wen Ying’s hands.
The moment Lin Yu touched the food in Wen Ying’s hands, Wen Ying’s body reacted faster than her brain.
She immediately sealed the food, and at the same time, maintaining her balance, she raised her foot and kicked Lin Yu, who was bending down to take her food.
Another familiar “Bang,” another familiar pain in the stomach. Lin Yu felt himself flying again, flying just as high, the wind in his ears whistling just as it had before…
Touching a foodie’s meal was the biggest mistake Lin Yu could make.
Head can be severed, blood can flow, but whoever dares to threaten her food, Wen Ying will fight them!
After kicking Lin Yu away, Wen Ying stuffed the food into the spatial pocket in her sleeve and walked out as if nothing had happened.
However, just then, another person blocked Wen Ying’s path.
Actually, Wen Ying knew that person had been nearby all along; she just hadn’t expected him to come out.
“Senior Sister Wen.” The newcomer bowed to Wen Ying.
Indeed, the arrival was the other protagonist of the Lin Yu incident, Long Musheng.
After hearing Lin Yu say she was the instigator of everything, he could still greet her so respectfully; worthy of a cultivation upgrade novel male lead, excellent endurance.
This was one of the classic methods to create “satisfaction points.”
The more he endured in the beginning, appearing like a grandson, the more stifling it was for the readers, and the more satisfying the face-slapping would be later.
Although… Wen Ying didn’t quite agree.
Just for that bit of satisfaction later, stifling oneself like a grandson in the beginning?
But if he could endure, why did Long Musheng come out now?
“Senior Sister Wen, about the matter the day before yesterday…” Long Musheng opened his mouth, surprisingly straightforward.
This was far from the face-slapping plot Wen Ying expected.
Could it be he planned to interrogate her like this?
“The matter the day before yesterday…” Long Musheng moved suddenly.
Wen Ying subconsciously took a step back.
No, she hadn’t dismissed her protective spiritual energy yet. If Long Musheng hit her now, he would fly as high as Lin Yu.
To be honest, Wen Ying hadn’t decided whether to be defeated by Long Musheng right now… she was actually looking forward to fighting Xu Huang in the afternoon.
“Regarding the matter the day before yesterday, thank you, Senior Sister Wen!” Unexpectedly, Long Musheng bowed deeply to Wen Ying. “If not for Senior Sister Wen expelling me from the sect in advance, I fear I would have been harmed by Zhangmen Xu by now. Senior Sister Wen is indeed as Senior Sister Feng said, not only possessing divine foresight but also doing good deeds without leaving a name, always helping us in secret.”
Wen Ying: “…”
Although Wen Ying had absolutely no idea what had happened.
But if getting him kicked out of the sect was doing a good deed without leaving a name… the person doing the good deed was probably Xu Huang.
“I’m not, I didn’t.” Wen Ying waved her hands hurriedly.
