Chapter 20: He Loves Going to School
Yu Qianqian looked at him impatiently. They hadn’t even said anything yet, and he was already starting to act.
“Senior Sister Yu.”
“Who is your Senior Sister?” Yu Qianqian moved back in disgust.
Yun Jinzhou’s face paled slightly, his eyes moist as he looked guiltily at Qu Xiao and the others.
Seeing him like this, the surrounding disciples felt Yu Qianqian was going a bit too far. What did Qu Xiao’s actions have to do with Junior Brother Yun?
“Junior Sister Yu, Senior Brother Lin, it’s better not to be unforgiving. This matter really has nothing to do with Junior Brother Yun.”
Lin Qingyue: “We are in the right; why should we be forgiving?”
He looked puzzled. “You guys are really strange. We’re not scolding you, so why be generous at others’ expense? How about you pay some money on their behalf, and we won’t pursue it?”
“What does this have to do with Junior Brother Yun?”
“Exactly. He just offered a word of advice, and you treat him like this.”
Lin Qingyue and Yu Qianqian exchanged a glance. “How did we treat him?”
Simply baffling. People who don’t know better would think we did something to him.
“Junior Brother Yun kindly advised you to stop, yet you ridiculed him instead.”
“Right, you simply mistake good intentions for malice.”
“What fault could Junior Brother Yun have for you to bully him like this?”
If Lin Qingyue remembered correctly, hadn’t Yun Jinzhou said something provocative earlier?
“He was the one who said if we had anything, just come at him.” Lin Qingyue pointed at Yun Jinzhou and turned to Yu Qianqian. “Right, Junior Sister Yu?”
Hearing this, Yu Qianqian nodded obediently. “Mn, mn, that’s right.”
Lin Qingyue: “Since he said so, of course we respect that.”
Yu Qianqian: “Exactly. Being so understanding, respectful of teachers and the Dao, and happy to help others, how could we not comply?”
The two went back and forth without stopping. Others wanted to say something, but the Teaching Elder arrived with his ferule.
Even if they wanted to speak, they couldn’t. Lin Qingyue and Yu Qianqian obediently sat back in their seats, straightening their backs like good children, looking straight ahead.
As soon as the Elder entered, he saw these two being exceptionally conspicuous and well-behaved. The others also hurriedly sat down properly. The Elder’s gaze paused on Lin Qingyue for a second, then moved away as he spoke with a smile.
“Today we will learn about the rare flora and fauna of the cultivation world, as well as lesser-known existences.”
This topic was very attractive, especially the things they didn’t know.
Qu Xiao looked at the smashed table and chair, and could only take out his own table and chair to sit properly. The Elder didn’t care about him, so he could only hold it in.
The white-bearded, kindly-looking Elder chuckled and opened the information he had collected.
Displayed before them were the appearances, characteristics, and habits of various rare beasts.
Lin Qingyue was quite interested; he didn’t blink once.
What a pity, he thought. Some monsters and spirits look simply unsightly; they definitely won’t taste good either.
“Today we will learn about them. In the future, when you go out for experience or enter secret realms, encountering them, you will also know their weaknesses and how to defeat them.”
“This first kind is one I encountered for the first time back in the day, named the Weaver Merchant Beast. It is called this because it is most skilled at…”
The Elder spoke in detail and with great interest, his voice slow and tireless.
Lin Qingyue was entranced. This was much more interesting than what he had read on his own before. His enthusiasm for learning influenced Yu Qianqian to become serious as well.
Throughout the class, they were the most attentive. Even Yu Qianqian, who usually disliked this kind of class the most, rarely listened seriously to the end.
Especially Lin Qingyue. After listening, he was very interested in the book in the Elder’s hand. He stopped the Elder before he could leave the classroom.
“Elder Chen, this disciple still has doubts.”
Elder Chen stopped and asked with a smile, “What do you not understand?”
“Elder, you said some monsters are created against the Heavenly Dao and human relations and shouldn’t exist. But since they can be produced, it means they can be tolerated by the Heavenly Dao. Since they shouldn’t exist, does it mean they won’t appear?”
Elder Chen found him quite interesting. “Child, you already have the answer in your heart. Asking this old man, is it to know what this old man thinks?”
He chuckled. “What you think is what this old man believes.”
Yu Qianqian listened to the Elder speak for a long time but didn’t understand what they were talking about at all. She rested her chin on her hand, staring at Lin Qingyue and Elder Chen.
Before leaving, Elder Chen said, “If there is anything you don’t understand, you can come and ask.”
Yu Qianqian: “Lin Qingyue, what were you talking about with Elder Chen?” Why was it so mysterious?
Lin Qingyue: “Nothing much. Just curious what it feels like to ask the Elder questions.”
Yu Qianqian didn’t understand. How can someone have this hobby?
What does this have to do with cultivation and improving sword techniques?
“I didn’t expect you to love learning so much.”
Lin Qingyue didn’t explain, just said, “One can never have too many skills. Learning a little more is always good.”
Yu Qianqian: “Although what you say makes sense, as long as my sword is powerful enough, nothing is a problem.”
Lin Qingyue didn’t follow her train of thought. What does this have to do with swords?
He understood. The cultivation world’s chain of contempt.
To put it bluntly: I look down on you, you look down on him, he looks down on her, she looks down on him—everyone thinks they are the most powerful.
“Junior Sister Yu, I understand what you mean.”
What does he understand again? Yu Qianqian didn’t understand.
Lin Qingyue tried to conjure a small flame. Accidentally, the fire was a bit big and almost burned his hair.
He coughed lightly. “Spell cultivators are glass cannons; they die at a touch. Body cultivators have brains full of muscle, all brute force. Pill cultivators explode furnaces, destroy heavenly treasures, and are stingy. Talisman cultivators sell fakes and are also stingy. Artifact cultivators are boors swinging big hammers. Only we sword cultivators…”
Seeing him stop halfway, Yu Qianqian asked anxiously, “Only we sword cultivators what?”
Lin Qingyue looked at her helplessly. Wasn’t he waiting for her to continue?
“Cultivate the Noble Spirit Gentleman’s Sword, master of offense, where everything can be a sword. The chest bone is naturally straight like a sword, never bowing to look at others’ expressions. Once the sword is drawn, everything can be broken!”
Someone clapped and praised, echoing loudly.
“Well said!”
“Junior Brother Lin, what you said really makes sense.”
“Right, not only does it make sense, but there is also a noble spirit. This is us sword cultivators.”
“Who says we sword cultivators are all paupers, scavengers, and sword slaves?”
Applause rang out continuously. Even the fellow disciples who had conflicts earlier applauded, each with surging emotions.
“What a ‘Cultivate the Noble Spirit Gentleman’s Sword’! Lin Qingyue, you said it too well. We sword cultivators are exactly like this: one sword can break ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers.”
Yu Qianqian felt it made a lot of sense. This was the sword cultivator she aspired to be.
“But, is there anything about punishing evil and promoting good?”
“Proud bones propping up the sky, punishing evil and promoting good. The Dao heart seeks Heaven’s will, sword light illuminates the firmament.”
Yu Qianqian’s eyes shone brightly. “This is good. I like this.”
Lin Qingyue was truly speechless. Good my ass.
In his opinion, sword cultivators… weren’t they just existences that never stole things? Because if they wanted something, they would just directly hack and take it.
Everything could be discussed; they were the most reasonable. But if reason didn’t work, they understood very well how to draw the sword.
“As expected, we sword cultivators are the righteous path.”
“Right, that’s correct.”
A disciple came up to Lin Qingyue and spoke apologetically, “Junior Brother Lin, I want to apologize to you. I didn’t expect you to have such a broad mind; we underestimated you before.”
“Senior Brother Lin, I also want to apologize. We misunderstood you before. Being able to say these words shows you are a sword cultivator with breadth of mind.”
“Senior Brother Lin, you’re right. We sword cultivators come in all kinds, each with our own style. It seems we misunderstood you. Sorry.”
“Junior Brother Lin…”
“Senior Brother Lin…”
Lin Qingyue: “…”
When a person is speechless and powerless to defend themselves, they really will laugh.
He understood now. Who had the least brains? It had to be sword cultivators.
Is that what my words meant?
“You didn’t misunderstand me.”
Lin Qingyue tried to explain. He didn’t want people labeling him. It was better to be free and do as he pleased.
Alas, no one believed him. “Senior Brother Lin, I know you’re speaking ironically.”
Lin Qingyue: “As long as you know it’s irony.”
“We know. Junior Brother Lin, you’re just used to speaking straight; you don’t have other intentions.”
“Right. Senior Brother Lin, although your words are harsh, what you say doesn’t seem wrong either.”
Lin Qingyue: “…”
No matter how he explained, they all felt he was a righteous sword gentleman.
Lin Qingyue sighed in his heart. Senior Xuan Cang, sorry.
These people were all masters of imagination, each too naive. In the future, he would definitely let them witness what a ‘sword’ (bitch) really was.
Yun Jinzhou watched as a crowd of disciples leaned toward Lin Qingyue after just one class. He turned to Qu Xiao. “Senior Brother Qu.”
“Junior Brother Yun, rest assured. He won’t be arrogant for long.”
Qu Xiao stared fixedly at Lin Qingyue. For making him lose so much face and getting punished by the Instructor with ten lashes, he noted this grudge.
Yun Jinzhou lowered his head and eyes, speaking aggrievedly and sadly, “It’s all my fault. If not for Senior Brother Lin hating me, Senior Brother Qu and the others wouldn’t have been targeted by him.”
“Hmph, just let him be arrogant for a moment.”
Lin Qingyue glanced at the few people not far away. Giving up just like that? I didn’t plan to let them off.
A day of study passed quickly, and Lin Qingyue was still unsatisfied.
“Hillbilly.”
Qu Xiao sneered with contempt and another sarcastic remark, then returned to his peak honestly.
Lin Qingyue touched his mechanical bird and sword, his eyes full of gleam. As soon as he left the lecture hall, he saw an upright block of ice standing at the door.
“Eldest Senior Brother, why are you here?”
He looked left and right; only his Senior Brother had come.
If Ye Jingxian is here, how can I implement my plan?
“Eldest Senior Brother, this is…?” He looked behind him. “Which Senior Brother made a mistake?”
Ye Jingxian stood straight, warning strangers away. “Return to the peak.”
Lin Qingyue: “No need, I know the way. Eldest Senior Brother go busy yourself first; I’ll come right away.”
Ye Jingxian glanced at him, the meaning clear: he didn’t have time to haggle.
“I really have things to do,” Lin Qingyue said.
Ye Jingxian: “Shizun asked me to pick you up.”
Hearing that Shizun had sent him, Lin Qingyue instantly changed his mind. “Eldest Senior Brother, then wait a moment.”
Lin Qingyue didn’t wait for him to speak. He took out a piece of paper and folded a small paper man. “Eldest Senior Brother, put a little spiritual power in here.”
Then he took out his mechanical bird, followed behind someone, found the right timing, and directly sacked and clubbed them.
Bang bang bang!!!
“Ah!!!”
After beating the person, Lin Qingyue didn’t forget to kick them a few times. Finally, he let the paper man step forward while he turned and ran.
Ye Jingxian, who watched the whole process: “…”
“Hahahahahahahahaha!”
“Laughed myself to death. Back to the peak, back to the peak.”
“Eldest Senior Brother, what are you saying? Aren’t we going back to the peak together?”
Lin Qingyue laughed and interrupted Ye Jingxian, emphasizing “together.”
Besides, he didn’t strike ruthlessly in private. What was wrong with a beating?
Ye Jingxian: “If you don’t control it well and get caught by the Discipline Hall, I won’t show mercy.”
Lin Qingyue didn’t listen to him. Since I planned to act, how could I not control it well?
“Eldest Senior Brother, Junior Brother is hungry. Let’s go back quickly.”
Ye Jingxian frowned slightly but said nothing in the end.
When Qu Xiao, who had been beaten up, woke up, the sky was already dark. Seeing that no one had come to find him, he was instantly furious again.
Beaten halfway and no one discovered it—how could this not make him angry?
“Lin Qingyue.”
He gritted his teeth in anger, certain in his heart it was him. It could only be him.
Lin Qingyue, who was being cursed in someone’s heart, was currently gnawing on a big chicken leg on Guizang Peak, in an excellent mood.
“I heard Junior Brother Lin was in the limelight at the lecture hall today, attracting cheers from Junior Brothers and Sisters with a few words.”
Cheng Hui suddenly brought up this topic. Lin Qingyue didn’t stop gnawing on the chicken leg and didn’t even look at him.
Wen Hongyu: “Really? What did Little Junior Brother say?”
Cheng Hui smiled. “Second Senior Sister, I also heard it from Junior Brothers of other peaks. Our Little Junior Brother not only talked big but also scolded Junior Brother Yun of Sword Dao Peak and the inner sect disciples.”
“Very majestic.” He paused. “It’s just that Junior Brother Lin acting like this makes our Guizang Peak seem a bit too bullying.”
Lin Qingyue finished gnawing the bone clean and wiped his hands. “Second Senior Sister, don’t we Wanjian Sect disciples love to fight? I didn’t seek them out at the Sword Dueling Platform, so it shouldn’t count as bullying, right?”
Wen Hongyu: “Doesn’t count.”
Cheng Hui smiled. “It seems I misunderstood Junior Brother Lin.”
Lin Qingyue glanced at him. “How does Senior Brother Cheng know so much news? Do you usually not cultivate?”
He issued a soul-searching question.
Hearing everything, and it’s all related to Yun Jinzhou. What a coincidence.
Luo You spoke up to explain, “We heard it when we went to the Mission Hall to choose tasks. I think Junior Brother Lin is very right; we sword cultivators are the most powerful.”
As he spoke, he felt his praise wasn’t enough, so he thought of more words to praise Lin Qingyue again, yearning for what he had described.
Lin Qingyue saw him speaking so earnestly and felt a bit embarrassed.
It was just nonsense; he hadn’t thought that much about it at the time.
“Junior Brother believes that Fourth Senior Brother will definitely be a great sword cultivator with proud bones propping up the sky in the future.”
Luo You chuckled. “I believe Junior Brother.”
Cheng Hui looked at Luo You speechlessly. Why believe Lin Qingyue of all people?
Hmph. He made things difficult for Junior Brother Yun when entering the sect, and was even more arrogant upon entering Guizang Peak. Yet Shizun and Senior Sister actually think he’s pitiful.
Cheng Hui didn’t believe this nonsense.
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