When I Lay Flat, the Female Lead Panicked - Chapter 27
Chapter 27: Reversal of the Celestial
With both of her ears covered, a lot of the sound was blocked out.
Luo Xiaoxiao looked up at Wen Nanshu in confusion, about to say something.
Her eyes unexpectedly met Wen Nanshu’s deep and beautiful eyes, which were looking down at her calmly.
The distance between them was very close. So close that Luo Xiaoxiao could easily count Wen Nanshu’s long eyelashes and smell the fresh and elegant scent on her.
Her heart rate subconsciously sped up. The two of them looked at each other in a beautiful and romantic atmosphere. But…
“Oh, my master and Elder Lan are actually fighting in the deliberation hall this time, huh?”
Qiutong looked at the two figures, one red and one blue, fighting each other with exquisite spells, with a hint of interest.
She seemed to be used to the animosity between Chu Qingjue and Lan Muwan.
Without any intention of breaking up the fight, Qiutong watched naturally. She even laughed and teased Ningyu, who was equally calm and used to it.
“Haha, Ningyu, see? I told you so. I said that with my master and Elder Lan’s clashing personalities, they would eventually fight in the deliberation hall, right?”
“…” Ningyu shook her head helplessly.
She looked at her master in the air, who was usually dignified, cold, and noble in public, but was easily angered and agitated when facing Chu Qingjue. The two of them were now fighting fiercely.
Ningyu just sighed and didn’t have any intention of breaking up the fight either.
After all, the number of times these two bickered and fought was almost as frequent as a person’s meals. As the two people who knew the two masters’ personalities best, she and Qiutong had no choice but to get used to it.
Qiutong: “Hey, Ningyu, let’s bet on who will win this time. Based on the current known win rates, the red and blue ratio is 1471:1470. I’ll bet first. This time, my master will win!”
Ningyu: “Heh, then I’ll bet on my master. She might not lose.”
Qiutong: “Oh, so confident? Then let’s add a little more to the bet. If I win, emm… I want ten jars of your handmade peach blossom wine. It’s been a while since I had any.”
Ningyu: “Heh, peach blossom wine? You have the nerve to say that. Which time wasn’t it you who tricked me and secretly drank all the wine I made?”
Qiutong: “Oh, come on, how can a cultivator’s business be considered stealing?”
Ningyu: “Stop messing around. If you lose, you have to return all the wine you owe me. Not only that, but you also have to be a laborer at my Zither Music Peak for a month.”
Qiutong: “Okay, okay…”
“…”
Her lips twitched. Cangruo looked at the two who were talking about betting and drinking. Their relationship was much better than their masters’.
Cangruo casually threw the briefly unconscious Si Luoyu, whom she had been carrying all the way, to the side.
She couldn’t help but interject and complain, “My dear two senior sisters, wait a moment before you discuss that. I understand the feud between Elder Chu and Elder Lan. The scene of them fighting seems normal.
But the main point is, it seems like they’re not the only two fighting this time. Look at Elder Shui! She’s fighting one against three! Elder Xiong, Elder Fu, and Elder Mu seem to be completely overpowered and unable to fight back.”
“Huh? It’s true!”
Prompted by Cangruo, Qiutong looked at Shui Linglong, who was crushing the others. Qiutong looked on with excitement and a hint of admiration.
“Elder Shui is truly a heroine!”
After all, Shui Linglong, who was famous for both her fierceness and beauty, had her incredible stories and sharp tongue widely spread even before they entered the sect.
They had never seen her lose her temper before. But now, they saw Shui Linglong, who was fighting and scolding people without repeating herself! As expected, she was amazing!
“So… what are they arguing about?”
Ningyu was the first to ask. She looked at the scene inside, confused. Perhaps she had never seen such a chaotic scene of elders fighting.
And as if to answer Ningyu’s question, Elder Xiong, Elder Fu, and Elder Mu, who were being single-handedly suppressed by Shui Linglong, all resisted.
Xiong Li (his face flushed, his neck stiff): “Luo Xiaoxiao must not go to your Holy Water Peak! Only my Beast Taming Peak can help her bring out her talent and shine!!!”
Shui Linglong (simple and brutal, swinging her hand): “Slap!“
Fu Yun: “This child, Xiaoxiao, my Cloud-Walking Peak is the most suitable place for her! You are absolutely not suitable for her!”
Shui Linglong (swinging her hand swiftly): “Slap!“
Mu Ze: “Um, that, actually, Xiaoxiao… she’s suitable for my Contemplation…”
Scared by Shui Linglong’s brutal slap, Mu Ze took two steps back in fear. But he hadn’t even finished his stuttering words yet.
Shui Linglong (without blinking, she swung her hand directly): “Slap!“
Xiong Li, Fu Yun, Mu Ze (in horror): “You!”
Shui Linglong (her expression was blank, swinging her arms left and right): “Slap! Slap! Slap!“
“Ugh…”
The sound of the loud slaps echoed throughout the hall. The three elders were now under absolute power. They all covered their faces. Their faces were as red as apples, and the slaps were perfectly symmetrical.
“…” Wen He, who was trembling in fear and didn’t dare to get involved, and Elder Yao, who continued to drink tea in the background.
Their eyes all avoided looking at the enraged Shui Linglong, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
Even Chu Qingjue and Lan Muwan stopped their fighting for a moment because of the commotion and looked over.
After all, the gap between their realms was like a mountain. Besides the Sect Master Ning Xueyan, Chu Qingjue, and Lan Muwan, the woman with the highest cultivation here was Shui Linglong. The few men there were not necessarily a match for her even if they teamed up.
And Shui Linglong, who had just vividly shown the power of her fists, had no guilt after slapping the few of them. She casually played with her jade hands and asked three cold questions in a row.
“Do you still want to take Xiaoxiao to your peaks? Hm?”
They all shook their heads in unison!
“Do you admit defeat?”
They nodded hard!
“Are you still going to fight?”
They shook their heads frantically!
“Heh, if you don’t, then feel free to come again.”
“…” Listening to the cold words full of threats, they all shivered.
The three unlucky elders could only cover their faces and look at Ning Xueyan with a mournful expression.
Their eyes seemed to be silently accusing and complaining, “Sect Master, look at her! You have to do something!”
“Oh! It seems they’re fighting for Xiaoxiao?!”
After roughly understanding what was happening, Qiutong, Cangruo, and Ningyu all looked at the two figures whose atmosphere was still “intimate.”
Their gazes were all focused on her at once.
Luo Xiaoxiao knew she couldn’t hide it forever. It was impossible to say she didn’t hear anything.
“…” She sighed softly.
She hadn’t expected the popularity of the “national essence” to have spread to the cultivation world, which was so ridiculous.
She slowly pulled down Wen Nanshu’s hands, which were gently covering her ears, and gave her a sweet smile, signaling that she was okay.
The high-end filter that Luo Xiaoxiao had on the cultivation world was quietly shattered.
But… after seeing Shui Linglong’s actions, Luo Xiaoxiao still silently gave her a thumbs-up.
“Hehe, as expected, compared to a refined sect with so many rules, this chaotic mental state is what she likes!”
At the same time, Ning Xueyan, who was being stared at with mournful and resentful gazes by the men, looked away with a sense of schadenfreude.
Ning Xueyan’s gaze instead looked with a hint of interest at the pretty girl who was timidly hiding behind her beloved disciple, softly grabbing her sleeve. She was as meek and adorable as a little white rabbit.
The corners of her lips curled into a half-smile. Ning Xueyan’s expression was lazy, and a hint of interest flashed in her eyes.
Finally, the white-haired beauty on the high seat raised her hand and stopped the farce.
But the way she handled it seemed to be…
“Stop fighting. The person you’ve been fighting for all this time is here.”
With one move, she shifted the battlefield. As expected, she stopped the deliberation hall from becoming a battlefield.
But when she was stared at by all the elders who were in high positions and were respected by others, Luo Xiaoxiao herself was not so happy.
“…”
After all that commotion, she realized that she had inexplicably become the center of the farce. Luo Xiaoxiao was also dumbfounded for a long time.
Fighting for her? Huh? Did she hear that right?
What was so great about her, a big lazy fish, that they would fight over her?
Completely not understanding why the elders were fighting so fiercely over her, Luo Xiaoxiao was so confused that she retreated behind Wen Nanshu, not daring to look at them at all.
But the white-haired beauty on top, who seemed to enjoy the chaos, had no intention of letting Luo Xiaoxiao go.
“Heh…” She calmly looked at the silent scene in front of her.
As if she was watching a good show, Ning Xueyan said in a nonchalant voice.
“My Tianyan Sect has always been democratic. How about this, elders? Be direct and ask this child which of you she is willing to choose to be her core disciple’s master.”
“…” Ning Xueyan’s simple words were like a thunderclap, catching Luo Xiaoxiao off guard.
Let her choose her core… master???
In this life, she had only heard of masters painstakingly testing and choosing their favorite core disciples. She had never heard of a disciple being able to choose their core master.
And, looking at the expectant gazes that were now looking at her, they actually… approved of Ning Xueyan’s crazy idea?
“This…”
Unprecedented! A complete reversal!
On the other side, the elders who didn’t have core disciples looked at Luo Xiaoxiao with great anticipation.
And on this side, due to the tradition that an elder could only have one core disciple in this life, Chu Qingjue, Lan Muwan, and Elder Yao tacitly did not join in the recruitment. They just smiled at Luo Xiaoxiao and left a message.
“Child, the choice is yours. If you’re not satisfied with any of them, it’s also a good choice to come to our peaks. Although you can’t be a core disciple, your status will be no different from a core disciple~~”
“I… do I have to choose today?”
Luo Xiaoxiao looked at Wen Nanshu beside her with some hesitation. Her face was conflicted, and she suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
After all, it was against the rules to let a junior choose. She really couldn’t handle it…
“…” Wen Nanshu looked down at Luo Xiaoxiao’s troubled face.
She sighed softly and finally looked up at the beauty on the high seat with helplessness. She spoke seriously using a spiritual message that only the two of them could hear.
“Master, don’t bully her.”
“Oh, my…”
Perhaps she had never seen her cold and detached disciple get so emotional and actively defend someone in such a “business-as-usual” formal setting.
Feeling that it was a new experience, Ning Xueyan’s interest in Luo Xiaoxiao grew.
Fortunately, it seemed that the elders had also noticed Luo Xiaoxiao’s difficulty. They didn’t force Luo Xiaoxiao to choose.
They all looked at Ning Xueyan, deciding to let the strongest person in the cultivation world at the moment make the choice.
Wen He: “A core disciple is not a small matter. It’s indeed difficult to let a junior choose. How about this, you, the Sect Master, decide which peak this child is most suitable for.”
“Oh? You… you really want me to decide? Are you sure?”
Her beautiful eyes slightly lifted. Ning Xueyan’s eyes, like a fox’s, showed a hint of cunning as she asked back.
“Yes, we’re sure!”
“No regrets?”
“…” They fearfully looked at the calm Shui Linglong, who seemed to have not been the one who had just hit them.
Xiong Li, Mu Ze, and Fu Yun covered their faces. They knew this was their only chance. They replied in unison.
“No regrets!”
“Alright, I’ve decided.”
Almost as soon as the three words “no regrets” fell in unison, Ning Xueyan decided without even thinking.
“Since you’ve been fighting over her and no one is willing to back down, then this child, Xiaoxiao, will belong to…”
She looked at the nervous eyes of the crowd, deliberately drawing out her words to hang them in suspense.
Just when everyone’s hearts were raised to the highest point and their suspense was at its peak, Ning Xueyan suddenly smiled brightly. A mischievous smirk appeared on her lips, and she said bluntly.
“She belongs to me.”