What If (7)

In a world where strength reigns supreme, one's level of cultivation directly correlates with their social status.

If a low-level cultivator offends a high-level cultivator, they may be injured at best, and at worst they may have to pay with their life.

When Sang Ying appeared before the crowd, those who had been speaking ill of her immediately came to their senses. Many disciples even knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

Fear gradually cleared their feverish minds, and when they looked back, they were surprised at themselves for saying such impolite things to a Spirit Transformation cultivator!

The elders who had also come to watch the commotion immediately realized what was happening and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Nephew, nephew hasn't come out for a long time. These disciples don't know the truth and are just spreading rumors." To prevent the sect's hard-won promising talent from falling into Sang Ying's hands, the elder quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

Sang Ying found it amusing. "So, I haven't even been out here. Where did they hear these 'hearsay' from, and from whom?"

Her determined attitude, as if she was determined to persist to the end, made the disciples who had offended her even more afraid.

"This... I don't know, nephew. Over the years, I don't know what's going on, but suddenly there have been many rumors about you. Perhaps these disciples are young and ignorant, and they believed the rumors, which is why they offended you." As the elder spoke, he winked at the kneeling crowd.

"Yes, it's because the rumors outside are too widespread, and we don't know how to distinguish them, so we misunderstood Senior Sister..."

Before the cultivator closest to her could finish explaining to Sang Ying at the prompting of one of the elders, Sang Ying interrupted him directly, "You should call me Daojun."

These people turned pale again. Yes, Dao Lord. This is a Spirit Transformation Lord! Where did they get the audacity to say such offensive words under his peak?

A wave of fear washed over everyone, and many who had come specifically to watch the show began to regret their earlier overactive curiosity.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, Su Fuyun stepped forward once again.

"Junior sister, it was my desire to see you that caused this mess. They all misunderstood you because they wanted to speak up for me, so don't blame them, blame me instead!" Su Fuyun immediately took all the blame upon herself.

However, this was exactly what Sang Ying wanted. "Fine, then I'll blame you."

Su Fuyun was taken aback by the pitiful expression she had just put on, probably not expecting Sang Ying to actually agree.

"I forgot to ask earlier, what exactly do you want that you insist I come out?" Sang Ying asked. "Since you said you wanted to see me, why didn't you send me a message? Are you a Nascent Soul Cultivator, yet you don't even have a communication talisman? As Nascent Soul Cultivator seeking an audience with Spirit Transformation Lord, you neither brought me a gift nor informed me beforehand, and you just came to my mountain gate and started shouting. If I hadn't been in seclusion, wouldn't you have been shouting here for hundreds of years?"

These rapid-fire words seemed to bring the cultivators present back to their senses, and they finally discovered a clue in the words and actions of the two senior sisters.

Yes, when ordinary people visit relatives and friends, they always send a message on a communication talisman first. Don't say Su Fuyun doesn't have a communication talisman; everyone knows that Immortal Venerable Yanchen likes her the most, so he always gives her the best things.

Not to mention that among those close male friends was a young master from the powerful Zhao Household, Aristocratic Clan Zhao Household owned more than a dozen spirit mines. Every year, the young master Zhao would send Su Fuyun several cartloads of good things.

So why didn't Su Fuyun tell Sang Ying beforehand when he came to see her?

Moreover, the other party clearly knew that Sang Ying had only recently survived the Spirit Transformation Lightning Tribulation. Logically speaking, cultivators at this stage should be in seclusion to consolidate their cultivation. Didn't Su Fuyun also go into seclusion for three months after Nascent Soul, during which time he didn't see a single person?

How could Su Fuyun seem to have forgotten such common sense that everyone knows?

Some people wanted to explain for her, but they couldn't find a suitable excuse. After all, one offense could be explained by being in a hurry, but so many obvious offenses could only be described as intentional.

Su Fuyun's face darkened. She hadn't expected Sang Ying to confront her so readily, and even point out her little tricks in front of so many people.

It seemed that all his plans had failed the moment Sang Ying stepped in to subdue the disciples.

Fortunately, she hadn't had high hopes for these little tricks anyway, and quickly got to the point. "I know my actions have upset my junior sister, but I really have urgent business with her. I've tried to communicate with her before using communication talismans, but she's never responded, so that's why..."

Although this explanation sounds somewhat far-fetched, a group of people still actually believed it.

This group naturally didn't include Sang Ying: "Since I don't want to respond to your message, I naturally don't want to respond to you. Since you know I haven't replied to your messages, you should know I don't want to see you. So why did you come here to call me? Are you trying to force me?"

"No, junior sister, I'm not..."

"Please call me Daojun!" Sang Ying interrupted him rudely.

Su Fuyun choked again. The inequality brought about by their different cultivation levels twisted her face, but she had no choice but to endure it.

"Yes, Dao Lord Sang. I came here today just to ask if you have seen my four friends. They told me last night that they wanted to come to Settled Frost Peak to ask you for some insights on the Spirit Transformation stage, but I searched the entire Flowing Light Sword Sect this morning and couldn't find them anywhere." Su Fuyun exhaled a breath of turbid air, finally steer the conversation back on track.

Sang Ying said, "Although I don't know why you sent someone to find me here, this matter does indeed have something to do with me."

Su Fuyun's eyes lit up. Just when she thought she was finally going to gain the upper hand and use those four people to further tarnish Sang Ying's already bad reputation, Sang Ying cut her off once again:

"But you didn't have to come to me so seriously. You'll find out the truth soon enough. At that time, you might even regret coming to see me today."

Su Fuyun's expression was strange. "What do you mean by that, Daoist Lord?"

"It's nothing," Sang Ying bluntly. "Anyway, I have no obligation to answer your question. I can only tell you that the four of them have already left the Flowing Light Sword Sect. If you don't believe me, you can ask the Sect Master. Last night, his Divine Sense was constantly focused on my Settled Frost Peak, and he should have been able to see the four of them leaving one after another."

"As for your offense against me, although you are my fellow disciples, it is still too much to dare to insult Spirit Transformation cultivator so readily. To prevent you from making the same mistake again and losing your lives, it's better to teach you a lesson."

"From today onwards, anyone who spoke ill of me here will sweep the mountain gate's long steps for a whole month. As for you, Su Fuyun, as the ringleader of this affair, you'll help sweep the long steps of my Settled Frost Peak for two months. But remember, you are not allowed to use Spiritual Power while sweeping the long steps!"