Making a Fool of Herself

Xu Niannian watched Meng Hongying and the others drink the wine without any guard up. Half her face was hidden behind her sleeve, revealing a triumphant smile. Soon, the two of them will make fools of themselves in front of so many people.

Then let's see what face they still have to attack me!

Feng Wuhen had just dealt with a minor nuisance and was happily picking at his food when a piece of fish with all its bones removed suddenly appeared in his bowl.

When Feng Wuhen looked over, Shen Ziheng smiled and said, "Eat more fish. It's good for your health. I know you don't like picking out the bones, so just eat. I'll remove them for you."

Feng Wuhen did like fish, but he disliked picking out the bones. Now that his brother was helping him with it, he did not stand on ceremony, eating a bite of rice followed by a bite of fish.

Of course, he did not forget to serve Shen Ziheng some food as well. Seeing this, Bing Ling felt a little jealous. He pushed his already empty bowl in front of Feng Wuhen and said nothing, merely staring at him.

Seeing his jealous expression, Feng Wuhen hurriedly placed several pieces of beef into his bowl. Only then did Bing Ling contentedly take his bowl back.

When they were halfway through their meal, Xu Niannian suddenly felt that something was wrong. Why was her entire body so itchy?

And it was getting itchier and itchier. She first scratched the back of her hand, but even after scratching it red, it was useless. This itch seemed to seep out from her very bones.

With that thought, Xu Niannian looked at her wine cup. All the cups in this inn looked the same, and she could not see anything amiss just by looking.

Yet Xu Niannian knew that her cup had been switched. But she could not make trouble for anyone, because she knew that once things blew up and everything was investigated thoroughly, she would be utterly ruined.

The people of Mount Grand Mystery had always protected their own. Even when they had no reason, they could still seize three parts of the argument. Let alone when she had taken the initiative to target Mount Grand Mystery's disciples. Even if they were merely ordinary disciples, the people of Mount Grand Mystery would not let her off, much less when these two had no lowly status.

As for asking her master to help her, Xu Niannian knew full well that it was impossible.

Her master had always been someone who loathed evil as if it were an enemy. Once her master learned what she had done, she would definitely be expelled from the sect.

Therefore, regarding the Itch Powder, she could only swallow her teeth along with her blood.

Those thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant. Xu Niannian hurriedly stood up, panic and urgency on her face. "I suddenly feel a little unwell, so I'll return to my room and rest first. Please continue eating."

Without caring how the others reacted to her words, Xu Niannian turned and headed upstairs. In her haste, she bumped into someone on the way.

The person she struck was dead drunk. Reeking of alcohol, he looked at Xu Niannian and said, "You woman, are you blind? The road's so wide, yet you ran straight into me. What, taken a fancy to me?"

The smell of alcohol on him made Xu Niannian nauseous. She covered her nose with her sleeve and continued upstairs, but before she had taken two steps, someone grabbed her by the hair.

The drunkard had seen her slender, graceful figure and wanted to take advantage of her. Yet when he yanked her back by the hair, he saw that this woman's face was bright red all over. Rather than struggling against him, both her hands were scratching wildly at her own body.

Startled, he immediately let go. Half the alcohol had been scared out of him. He tore off a piece of his clothing and wiped his hands with it.

Shocked and furious, he cursed, "Fuck, she's sick! Get the hell away from me. If you infect me with some filthy disease, I'll kill you."

The drunkard's voice was not low. Everyone eating in the hall looked over, then began pointing and whispering at Xu Niannian.

"I've seen this woman a few times before. She looked fairly decent back then. Who would have thought she had that kind of filthy disease?"

"As the saying goes, you can't judge a person by their appearance. She looks so innocent, but who knows how wild she gets behind closed doors?"

"What's the big deal? Look at how pretty she is, and her figure isn't bad either. So what if she has a disease? After playing with her, just buy some medicine and take it."

In the cultivation world, there were no illnesses that could not be cured. But even cultivators could not accept filthy diseases, because people like that often had chaotic private lives and poor character.

Hearing them speak of her this way, Xu Niannian screamed, "I don't have a filthy disease! I only consumed Itch Powder. Don't slander me so casually!"

"You say you turned out like this because you ate Itch Powder, but who knows whether that's true or false? Besides, who eats Itch Powder for no reason? Unless something's wrong with their brain!"

Xu Niannian felt utterly wronged. At the same time, she hated Meng Hongying and Qin Xiaoran to the bone. Why had they not consumed the Itch Powder? Why were they not the ones being misunderstood?

Seeing that the commotion was growing louder and louder, the innkeeper hurried over to see what was happening. After learning the course of events from scattered remarks by the bystanders, he stood three meters away from Xu Niannian.

"This young lady, if you have a filthy disease, you should leave our inn at once. Don't delay our business."

Xu Niannian saw the disbelief in everyone's eyes, their pointing fingers, and now the innkeeper trying to drive her out.

Overcome by fury, she fainted outright and tumbled down the stairs with a series of rolls.

Afraid that someone might die in his inn, the innkeeper hurriedly asked whether there were any medical cultivators who could help treat her.

Feng Wuhen looked at Shen Ziheng. "Brother, go help her. Don't really drive her mad."

Shen Ziheng nodded and went over, telling the innkeeper that he was a medical cultivator from Divine Physician Valley and could take a look. After taking her pulse, he raised his voice and announced, "This young lady has been affected by Itch Powder. She was also overcome by fury just now, which is why she fainted."

The crowd had heard his earlier introduction and knew he was a medical cultivator from Divine Physician Valley, so they believed his words.

Yet not a single person stepped forward to apologize to Xu Niannian. They continued discussing her.

This time, no one said she had a filthy disease. But every one of them said there was something wrong with her brain. After all, what normal person would eat Itch Powder?

After taking her pulse, Shen Ziheng returned. Feng Wuhen mischievously teased him, "Brother, why didn't you help carry her back to her room?"

Seeing his eager-for-a-show expression, Shen Ziheng lightly tapped him on the forehead. "If you hadn't asked me to take her pulse, I wouldn't even have bothered with her. How could I possibly send her back to her room?"

Feng Wuhen rubbed the spot where he had been tapped. "Brother, I was only joking. Was there really any need to knock my head? What if you knock me stupid?"

Bing Ling spat out the bone in his mouth. This time, he sided with Shen Ziheng. "Your brother used so little force. How could he possibly damage your head? Besides, I think that with your cleverness, Junior Brother, even if you became a little stupid, you would still be far smarter than most people.

By the way, Junior Brother's brother, do you have any pills that can transfer a portion of someone else's intelligence to another person?

I feel I'm a little stupid. I want my junior brother to transfer some intelligence to me, so I can become smarter."

Shen Ziheng was surprised that he had taken his side. When he heard the latter half of Bing Ling's words, he found it even more laughable.

How could such a pill possibly exist in this world!