Missing Thoughts Literature

Chapter 18: The Oddballs of the Heavenly Star Sect (Page 1/2)

The next day.

Yun Luo stood on Qin Mushuang's sword, her arm around the latter's slender waist.

For the sect's group activities, if one could fly on a sword, they absolutely would not let disciples ride spirit boats.

Yun Luo found this unacceptable.

After all, she was just a Qi Refining newbie who couldn't fly on a sword yet.

"There's a town ahead. We'll rest for the night and set off again tomorrow morning."

Qingheng gave the order, and everyone formed hand seals to slow down. A few breaths later, the group landed at the city gates.

Cities in the cultivation world were like those in the mortal realm, with a City Lord and guards.

The only difference was probably that most of the inhabitants here were cultivators.

As the group entered the city, they drew countless gazes.

Due to the opening of the Gui Xu Secret Realm, many sect disciples had been passing through this area recently.

"Why are all the disciples in this sect female?"

"Ahhh, so beautiful."

"Sister, look at me."

"Are they from the Hehuan Sect?"

One sentence caused the Sword Cultivators, who had been watching the commotion, to retreat several paces, afraid of being taken a fancy to.

"Tch!"

Someone sneered.

"Don't even look at yourselves, do you think they'd fancy you?"

Qingheng ignored the stares and led Yun Luo and the others to the most expensive inn in the city.

"We need thirty-six of the most expensive rooms."

Qingheng placed a bag of spirit stones on the counter. The innkeeper's eyes lit up.

Other sects usually crammed two or three disciples into one room; this was the first time they'd encountered one room per person.

They had found a god of wealth.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The innkeeper busied himself by taking down thirty-six jade tokens and arranged for a waiter to lead the way.

The jade tokens were keys to the rooms; touching them would open the doors.

After a day of travel, everyone was tired.

Yun Luo lay down fully clothed and slept for half an hour. When she woke up, Chu Li came to find her, saying she wanted to visit the market.

"Where are Eldest Senior Sister and Third Senior Sister?"

"Eldest Senior Sister is meditating and cultivating. As for Rotten Fish, she went out to find a man for dual cultivation."

Yun Luo nodded. Since she had nothing to do, she got up and went downstairs with Chu Li.

"Didn't you have over a hundred Heavenly-ranked rooms, why are there none left?"

Just as they rounded a corner, Yun Luo heard a familiar voice.

Although she couldn't recall who it was, her eyes instinctively showed disgust.

She walked down and discovered it was people from the Heavenly Star Sect. The one speaking was Lin Ting.

The Heavenly-ranked rooms in this inn cost ten mid-grade spirit stones, which was not cheap.

When had the Heavenly Star Sect become so wealthy?

The two were dressed too conspicuously, and a group of people looked over. Immediately, someone exclaimed.

"Yun Luo!"

Her appearance had matured over the past three years, but they could still recognize her.

She looked up and saw several disciples of Duan Ya.

Lin Ting saw her and glared at her fiercely.

Then, as if remembering something, he crossed his arms and put on an arrogant posture.

As if he were some Crown Prince.

Yun Luo didn't pay much attention because she noticed that Lin Ting was not only dressed luxuriously this time, but his spiritual root had also been repaired.

Now, like her, he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Did the Heavenly Star Sect have the ability to repair his spiritual root?

Or did Lin Ting sell himself?

Just as she was thinking, a woman suddenly walked towards her.

It was her former Third Senior Sister, Gu Wei.

Gu Wei looked the same and her cultivation hadn't changed, so she was easy to recognize.

"Little Junior Sister, it's really you! Your Spiritual Root has been repaired too, that's great."

Her face showed only the joy of seeing an acquaintance, and she reached out to grab Yun Luo's arm as if they had never had any conflict.

Yun Luo subtly stepped aside.

"Junior Sister? Fellow Daoist has a bad memory. I'm no longer a disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect."

Gu Wei's expression froze.

"That's right, you're a disciple of the Hehuan Sect now."

She glanced at the clothes Yun Luo was wearing, which were made of fine Jiaoxiao silk. A complex look flashed in her eyes.

Ignoring Yun Luo's coldness, she spoke to herself:

"Back then, when you went to the Hehuan Sect, I was worried that it was full of girls with complicated minds, and that your personality wouldn't get along with them.

Chapter 18 The Oddballs of the Heavenly Star Sect (2/2)

Seeing you like this now, I'm relieved."

"What are you talking about?"

Before Yun Luo could say anything, Chu Li, who was beside her, reacted. She stepped forward and pushed Gu Wei.

"What's wrong with our Hehuan Sect? Why do you say we have complicated minds?"

Yun Luo didn't want to get involved with trouble, so she quickly pulled Chu Li back.

"Second Senior Sister, she's not thinking straight. Let's ignore her."

She also cursed Gu Wei, but she wasn't wrong. The woman really had issues.

Back in the Heavenly Star Sect, Gu Wei spent all her time with the male cultivators.

"Men are simple," "Girls are petty," "We're good brothers"... these were her catchphrases.

Over time, Yun Luo stopped bothering with her.

Gu Wei, insulted, turned away angrily.

"I knew women were troublesome. Yun Luo wasn't like this before. After three years in the Hehuan Sect, even her words have become sarcastic."

Xu Yizhou comforted her, "Junior Sister, don't be angry. She's just jealous that you have a good relationship with us."

Guan Ye also raised his voice:

"Exactly! Everyone knows Yun Luo used to pick Spirit Plants to please us and then complain about trivial matters to Master.

She's just jealous because you're a girl. We men don't like women who engage in 'female competition'."

Yun Luo, who was about to leave, suddenly turned around upon hearing this. Before anyone could react, she slapped Guan Ye across the face.

"You hit me!"

Guan Ye clutched his face, feeling humiliated and resentful.

How could Yun Luo, a Qi Refining cultivator, hit him?

He was Foundation Establishment!

"I hit you when I wanted to hit you. Do I need to pick a date?"

What did she mean by picking Spirit Plants to please them? They had clearly snatched them.

As for complaining, it was Gu Wei who often took her things under the guise of borrowing, and even almost damaged her parents' memorial tablets.

Thinking of this, she took advantage of his surprise and slapped Guan Ye again.

"Engage in 'female competition' to please you? Don't look at what you are."

Guan Ye felt ashamed after being slapped twice and gathered his spiritual energy, intending to hit back.

Yun Luo didn't dodge. The next moment, Guan Ye's body flew backward, smashing a set of tables and chairs in the hall.

Chu Li retracted her spiritual energy and calmly took spirit stones from her embrace, placing them on the counter.

"Are you bullying my Junior Sister, Chu Li?"

As she spoke, her Golden Core stage pressure was released, making Gu Wei and her group turn pale.

The highest cultivation among them was only Foundation Establishment Realm disciples, and together they weren't enough for Chu Li to beat.

The Heavenly Star Sect members soon began to bleed from their mouths, and some started to beg for mercy.

"Fellow Daoist, please calm down. We have nothing to do with this."

"Yes, yes, it was Senior Brother Xu and the others who offended Fellow Daoist. Please don't take your anger out on us."

The other disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect felt like they had run into terrible luck.

Why should they suffer when Xu Yizhou and the others were the ones causing trouble?

Yun Luo didn't feel ashamed at all for having someone back her up. However, she wasn't one to implicate innocent people, so she leaned close to Chu Li's ear.

"Senior Sister, just deal with those four."

She pointed at Xu Yizhou, Guan Ye, Gu Wei, and Lin Ting.

Chu Li, obligingly, narrowed the range of her oppressive aura to only encompass Lin Ting and the other three.

"Apologize to my junior sister!"

The four gritted their teeth, refusing to speak.

"Oh, you've got some backbone."

Chu Li took out a stack of talismans and slapped them onto the four.

These were "Slap Your Own Face" talismans she had drawn. Once attached, they would cause the wearer to slap themselves frantically.

The moment the talismans attached, the four were forced to their knees, uncontrollably beginning to slap themselves in unison.

Lin Ting, while slapping himself, said fiercely, "Do you know who I am? Offend me, and you'll regret it."

Chu Li leaned lazily against a pillar, feigning a shiver. "Oh, I'm so scared."

After speaking, she rolled her eyes and snapped her fingers. The frequency of their self-slapping doubled.

By the time their faces were swollen, an oppressive aura swept over them, shaking the talismans off Lin Ting and the other three.

"How dare juniors be so presumptuous!"