Chapter 18: Slacking Off, Day Eighteen
The disciples were initially shocked that the kind Senior Sister Xu Huang was the culprit, but after the initial surprise, no one discussed it further.
After all, Xun Xian Sect had many good people and plenty of geniuses. Xu Huang harming someone wasn’t newsworthy; it was too boring.
The only thing they mildly talked about was that Wen Ying wasn’t actually the culprit.
After the truth was revealed, Elder Zhi Fa took Xu Huang away.
Xu Mofeng stepped forward again, raising his hand to signal for quiet.
“Besides the matter of the ferocious beast, there’s something else I need to tell everyone,” Xu Mofeng announced to the crowd. “After the recent outer sect selection, several disciples will be joining our Xun Xian Sect starting today.”
With that, Xu Mofeng gestured to the people behind him.
Everyone noticed several disciples, male and female, all outstanding and intelligent, standing behind the Sect Master.
But this didn’t elicit any astonishment.
Genius? Handsome? Beautiful? That was commonplace.
“Now, these disciples will introduce themselves…” Xu Mofeng paused mid-sentence, changing his words. “Oh well, there’s no time; I won’t waste your time. Get to know these disciples well, and you’ll naturally become familiar with them.”
With that, Xu Mofeng gestured for the disciples to disperse.
The disciples nodded, not paying much attention, and left the square in twos and threes.
Just as the disciples had said, the new disciples weren’t important at all.
…Just that?
Wen Ying had come to watch the performance; now, the performance was over.
She had been looking forward to the dazzling debut of these Dragon and Phoenix geniuses! Spirit root testing! Square sparring! Wasn’t that more exciting than magic and acrobatics?
Wen Ying was very disappointed.
Apparently, the announcement regarding Xu Huang had taken up too much time, not only depriving the geniuses of a grand debut, but also robbing Wen Ying of a rare opportunity to appreciate a stage performance.
Was there any chance to make up for it?
Wen Ying eagerly looked at the new disciples, hoping for another chance to appreciate them.
Perhaps because no one else in the square was paying attention, the new disciples noticed Wen Ying’s gaze; some smiled back, some nodded politely, and some, though not smiling or nodding, still glanced at Wen Ying.
Wen Ying didn’t mind.
Anyway, she was the second female lead in their stories; future interaction was inevitable; they’d get to know each other sooner or later.
…
No longer Lin Yu’s direct disciple, Wen Ying had to train under various elders’ guidance, just like other inner sect disciples.
Wen Ying didn’t object to this training.
When truly bored, it was better to find something to do.
But not now.
While moving and organizing her spatial pocket, Wen Ying remembered something—the troublesome box.
She had decided to throw it away after leaving the dungeon but, due to various matters, she had forgotten…
After returning, Wen Ying had delayed it again because she was eager to watch the performance.
Who would have thought Xu Huang’s incident would happen, ruining her chance to watch the show?
Wen Ying reluctantly took out the box from her sleeve. She intended to casually throw it into the nearby grass but then thought that littering was wrong.
Ugh, her damned sense of public morality.
Since she couldn’t throw it away…
She could only put it back.
Wen Ying held the box in one hand and snapped her fingers with the other, appearing before the dungeon.
The dungeon was as dark and damp as ever, silent except for the dripping water and the occasional rustling sounds.
After Wen Ying removed the barrier that day, the animals could come and go freely.
I wonder what happened to Xiao Hei…
On the way to the wall, Wen Ying glanced at Xiao Hei’s cell—
But it was empty.
The cell was empty.
Had Xiao Hei also been released?
But Xiao Hei was a demonic cultivator… the possibility of escaping was greater than being released.
Wen Ying walked to the wall and punched a hole through it.
Perhaps the rumbling sound was too loud, finally waking the box.
“Who’s disturbing my nap…” The sleepy tone abruptly stopped, and the box began to shake violently. “No! I don’t want to go back! It’s dark and scary in there!”
Wen Ying ignored it, grabbed the corner of the box, and tried to stuff it back inside.
“No, master! Please don’t put me back!”
The box shook more violently. Just as Wen Ying was about to put it back, it—opened!
A blinding light shone from the box onto the ground.
Simultaneously, footsteps were heard outside the dungeon.
Amidst the chaos, Wen Ying only managed to restore the wall.
The people outside entered the dungeon, and the light from the box appeared almost simultaneously.
Thus, those who entered saw this scene:
Wen Ying stood deep in the dungeon, in the darkest corner. At her feet, a ragged young boy knelt, barely clothed. The boy looked up at Wen Ying with wet eyes, clinging to her leg.
“Wen—Ying!” The irritable Elder Zhi Jian couldn’t bear to watch, shouting, “Such a young child, how could you do this?!”
Author’s Note:
Think about the scene… it seems quite suggestive~
But the censors, please understand!! The female lead was just misunderstood, misunderstood!! The boy was just released and that’s why he looks like that. Don’t get the wrong idea!!