Whether she was his niece or not, Lan Yue had no idea.
She only knew that the building she was in was about to fall apart.
Indeed, the entire Morning Cultivation Hall was shaking. Bricks and tiles fell from above one after another, while the arrays on the walls gave off dazzling bursts of light.
Anyone who didn't know better would have thought the apocalypse had arrived ahead of schedule.
In reality, a mighty cultivator was attacking this mountain peak.
The elders around them picked up the qi induction disciples one by one and carried them somewhere safe.
For some reason, Lan Yue felt that the other disciples were gathered rather close to her. Could the elders be expecting her to protect them?
But she had only just reached Middle Qi Refining, and she was a useless weakling with nothing but a cultivation level to her name. How could she possibly protect so many people?
Just as Lan Yue began to worry, Luan Ning raised her bracelet behind her.
"Nobody move! Take shelter inside my defensive artifact first. Once the elders have their hands free, we'll be rescued!"
[Lan Yue: Fine, I was overthinking it. I knew it. I'm just a little cannon fodder character. Since there's nothing for me to do, I'll take another look...]
Lan Yue was just about to open the latest gossip from the system update when she sensed something suddenly plummeting from the sky. With a splat, it smashed a huge crater into the ground in front of them.
The disciples huddled together, trembling, none of them daring to move.
They had only recently joined the sect. When had they ever witnessed anything like this? Even the Protective Array around the Morning Cultivation Hall's mountain was trembling under the blows. The elders had gathered to resist with all their might, and even the things falling from above could gouge deep craters into the ground.
[Lan Yue: What just fell down? Could it be a Golden Core Stage Demon Beast?]
The moment her inner voice rang out, the surrounding disciples clung to one another even tighter.
But they didn't dare run off at random, either. Even the great protective array was shaking. Running would only send them to their deaths.
[Lan Yue: Oh, oh, I saw it wrong! It's not a Demon Beast. It's our sect's white-browed Elder Lu! Why did he suddenly fall out of the sky?]
"Elder Whitebrow! Elder Whitebrow is in there!" A shout came from near the crater.
The shout successfully drew everyone's attention, and they couldn't help looking over.
Elder Whitebrow lay on the ground inside, his clothes disheveled and blood even spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Elder Whitebrow, are you all right?"
"Elder Whitebrow, should we call the other elders to save you?"
Having just heard the gossip about Elder Whitebrow, these disciples were still very concerned about him.
"Don't come over. This is all what I deserve." Elder Whitebrow shook his head as he coughed up blood.
The disciples outside the crater exchanged bewildered looks.
Just as they stood at a loss, another voice came from outside the Protective Array.
"Don't stop me! I'm going to kill that white-browed bastard!" It was an extremely commanding woman's voice, filled with fury.
"Sect Master of the Scarlet Moon Sect, you've come as a guest to my sect. Why are you attacking an elder of the Southern Spirit Sect?" Naturally, Yun Chong had rushed over by then.
The Southern Spirit Sect was made up of a range of mountains, and the mountain where the Morning Cultivation Hall stood was only one of its peaks.
Just moments earlier, Yun Chong had thought this Sect Master had merely come to visit and strengthen relations between the two sects. He hadn't expected her to vanish the moment he turned around and strike the Morning Cultivation Hall's mountain with her palm.
When he remembered who was at the Morning Cultivation Hall, Yun Chong's heart nearly stopped.
Why did his daughter keep meeting with one disaster after another? He had only just had someone take Yun Xi over there, and now the Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master had struck it directly.
Right, Lan Yue seemed to be at the Morning Cultivation Hall, too. She kept dozing off during morning cultivation, so the elders there had ordered her to stay at the hall for three months.
The two of them were equally unlucky.
"Yun Chong, get lost wherever you please! This is a personal grudge. It has nothing to do with you!"
"That white-browed bastard toyed with my daughter's feelings! While she was injured and had lost her memory, he tricked her into becoming his cultivation partner! And now he's driven her away!"
"If I don't kill that white-browed bastard today, I'll have no face left to serve as the Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master!"
Above the mountain peak, the woman sitting atop a red moon had reddened eyes. She radiated an air of killing any god or Buddha who dared stand in her way.
Hearing her explanation, Yun Chong's mouth twitched.
"How about you two fight outside?" Yun Chong no longer intended to interfere. Elder Lu had only himself to blame for deceiving her daughter.
Now he could only hope that the Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master didn't know Elder Lu actually had Eighteen Dao Companions. Otherwise, wouldn't her fury overturn the entire Southern Spirit Sect?
[Lan Yue: Did word get out that Elder Whitebrow has Eighteen Dao Companions, and now someone's chasing him down to beat him up? Let me see. Oh, White Moonlight's mother has come to kill him.]
[Lan Yue: So White Moonlight is actually the Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master's daughter. No wonder Elder Whitebrow only dared look for substitutes all these years. Turns out he simply couldn't beat her mother.]
"You white-browed bastard! You already have Eighteen Dao Companions, yet you still dared pursue my daughter-and find substitutes for her! Die!"
After a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering tremor, the defensive array around the Morning Cultivation Hall shattered completely. In the end, Yun Chong stepped in and protected everyone on the mountain.
Of course, he didn't protect Elder Whitebrow. Instead, he hauled him outside.
"Sect Master, thank you." Elder Lu retched up a great mouthful of blood.
"Are... are you all right?" Yun Chong looked somewhat worried.
If Elder Lu died here, wouldn't the Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master be furious enough to die herself?
"Sect Master, don't worry. I did all of this myself, and I should bear the consequences myself." Elder Lu cupped his hands, then shakily sat on his Spirit Sword and flew upward.
Once he flew over, he dropped directly to his knees before the Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master, faster than thunder could reach the ear.
"Mother, it's all my fault! I shouldn't have failed to recognize Xin'er. Please, hit me!"
Seeing him offer himself up for a beating, the Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master jolted.
"Who's your mother? Don't pretend we're family! My daughter will have nothing to do with you from now on!"
"Mother, let me see Xin'er. Have her injuries healed? It's my fault. Everything is my fault." Elder Lu's voice was steeped in remorse.
"Do you not understand human speech? My daughter has nothing to do with you anymore!" The Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master was practically going mad.
"You're already an old cucumber, a withered cabbage stump, and you still lust after my daughter? Die!" The Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master struck immediately. A moon wheel flew over and sliced both of Elder Lu's white eyebrows clean off.
Only when those ethereal white eyebrows were cut away did everyone discover a layer of black eyebrows beneath them.
And with black eyebrows instead, Elder Whitebrow looked much younger, and even rather handsome.
But by then, everyone's attention had already shifted away from him, drawn instead to the inner voice that rang out again.
Even the Scarlet Moon Sect's Sect Master looked somewhat curious.
[Lan Yue: So Elder Whitebrow's eyebrows are fake, too! This is hilarious. First the Fifth Elder's fake beard, and now Elder Whitebrow's fake eyebrows. Does the Southern Spirit Sect specialize in producing wigs, fake eyebrows, fake beards, and things like that?]
Yun Chong, standing nearby: "..."
The Southern Spirit Sect's reputation was being dragged through the mud!
Wigs, fake beards, fake eyebrows-those were just the elders' personal preferences! How could she say the Southern Spirit Sect specialized in producing them?
"As expected of Lan Yue. She even guessed that my hair is fake, too."
The Sixth Elder beside them scratched his head sheepishly.
He only wanted to look a little more handsome. What was wrong with that?
After the Sixth Elder said this, everyone fell silent.
Yun Chong's vision went black.
It was over. Since when had the Southern Spirit Sect become such a sorry mess?
The elders all liked wearing wigs?
"Dad, do you like them, too? How about I make one for you myself?" Yun Xi, who had been brought over, looked thoughtful.
"No, no, no! Little Xi, listen to your dad explain. I don't like wigs like that, and wigs aren't what the Southern Spirit Sect produces!"
Yun Chong explained with every ounce of strength he had.
Yet Yun Xi still wore that thoughtful expression.
It was over, completely over. He would never wash this rumor away. Even his own daughter didn't believe him!
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