Chapter 78: The Elegant Bandit (Part 2)

  Upon hearing this, the people around couldn't help but shake their heads in regret. What a pity that such a stunning beauty, possibly even a noble lady, had fallen into the hands of this Fifth Master and was thus ruined.

  "Do you want to know?" Ling Wu suddenly leaned back with his hands clasped behind him, a faint smile spreading across his face, growing brighter and more radiant by the second.

  Everyone was suddenly a bit bewildered, this little girl, wouldn't she be silly, at this time, still able to laugh?

  Ling Wushuang's calm and cold face, slowly spreading smile, like a snow lotus blooming slowly, elegant and touching the heart, made that fat-headed and big-eared Wu Ye almost drunk, involuntarily leaning towards her, with saliva almost dripping to the ground.

  "Beauty..." Wu Ye's eyes almost turned into two red hearts.

  "The result is——" Before Ling Wu's voice had even finished, she lightly lifted her skirt and flew out with one foot, kicking something in a certain place!

  "Uh……" Wu Ye's round face, like a pancake, turned from red to green, then from green to blue, and finally to black, like a color palette. His facial muscles twisted and twitched, his back arched violently, and he let out a mournful howl like a ghost wailing.

  A two-hundred-plus jin bear body suddenly flew out, and with a loud thud, it splashed up a cloud of dust, like a puddle of mud falling to the ground.

  "Ah——ah——"

  His face turned bright red, he yelled until his voice was hoarse, the fifth master hugged a certain important part of his lower body, rolled all over the ground, and let out a miserable cry, which could be described as shocking heaven and earth and mourning ghosts and gods.

  The people around him suddenly gasped in unison, their eyes rolling back and forth as they struggled to process what had just happened.

  "Ah, my dad!" The men present couldn't control their feet and retreated one after another, swallowing their saliva silently, almost imperceptibly covering their crotch. This woman...

  "That's the result, then." Ling Wu Xiang waved her skirt in front of her and put it down, shaking lightly. The smile on her face was extremely innocent, and her words sounded like those of a naive and pure little girl.

  "Ah——"

  Wu Ye's miserable cry made the people around him feel a chill, but more of them were incredulous. Wu Ye was already a sixth-grade Tianxuan master, yet he was kicked flying by a 15- or 16-year-old girl with just one foot. Wasn't that a mistake!?

  The old man didn't come back to his senses for half a day, and he fiercely scrubbed the grayish-white hemp robe that had been washed, what's going on?

  "Old Five!" Several servants saw Old Five rolling on the ground and were shocked for a moment, standing frozen in place.

  Ling Wushuang's eyes flashed, and he looked at the few people brought by Fifth Master. Those who had wanted to pounce on their master suddenly shuddered violently, and in an instant, cold sweat broke out all over their bodies.

  Several of them were high-ranking cultivators, but after being stared at by Ling Wu Xue with a faint gaze, they couldn't help but feel their legs go limp and their entire body's spiritual energy seemed to freeze.

  "Unexpectedly, right before their eyes was an unfathomable master. The few of them exchanged a glance, scrunched up their faces and repeatedly begged for mercy: 'Don't, don't make a move, we'll let him go, we'll let him go'".

  Several people holding silver in their hands, pretended to put it on the ground stall, while still pinching their legs, with an expression that wanted to cry but couldn't, almost kneeling down and calling out "young lady".

  Ling Wushuang smiled and nodded, raising an eyebrow. "Why didn't you do it this way from the start? You didn't have to resort to violence, how crude."

  Several servants echoed in unison, would they dare say another word? The people around her were all black-lined, how could she have said such a thing?

  "Isn't this Ling Wushuang?" Someone among the people who had just gathered around recognized Ling Wushuang at a glance, pulled the people around him, and asked curiously: "What's going on here?"

  Someone looked at the stout body wailing on the ground, then looked at a certain person standing calmly with an harmless smile, and after understanding, shook their head in sorrow, thinking "which poor devil bumped into this little ancestor's head again".

  A sentence of doubt from a newcomer is like a bomb that explodes in everyone's ears, and it is Ling Wushuang!

  "It turned out to be this little jinx"

  "In the East, even the Emperor can be provoked, and Tiger Mustache can be teased, but whatever you do, don't offend Ling Wushuang!" The people around immediately started making sarcastic remarks, "This Fifth Master, how come he's so unlucky?"

  Several servants were already emotionally unstable and when they heard this, they wanted to cry but had no tears, and suddenly felt like banging their heads against the wall.

  How would they know it's this little disaster star? If they knew, a fool would have hit his head against the wall.

  "I remember, the young master of the Guardian General's Mansion teased Ling Wushuang, and in the end..." Someone snickered, and the people around suddenly remembered that Li Minghui had also teased Ling Wushuang at the Mingxi Building, but wasn't he also crippled by her with just one kick?

  "Bang bang boom boom—"

  Several servants didn't dare hesitate for a moment, and in a flurry of activity, they poured out the gold and silver that had been taken away from them, clattering onto the counter.

  The old man hunched his back, with both hands raised in mid-air, neither picking it up nor putting it down. He looked at Ling Wushuang and then at Cha Wu Ye who was still rolling on the ground, somewhat at a loss for what to do.

  "They've all returned it." Several people opened their palms and looked at Ling Wushuang, indicating that the money had all been returned.

  Ling Wushuang's hands were clasped together in front of her chest, and the expression on her face seemed to be a mixture of a smile and not a smile. She stared at several people and said lightly, "Have you all taken out the money on your bodies? Are you sure?"

  The last two words were extremely gentle.

  Several people were stunned, what does this mean...

  Ling Wushuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the stunned people shuddered all over, understanding. They understood. Several people quickly took off their silver coins from their waist bags and put them on the old man's stall. Some even dug out the ones hidden in their belt buckles.

  Ling Wushuang simply stood there, lightly pursing her red lips, staring at the few people, not saying a word, yet making their backs feel chilly.

  Finally, until someone pried out the gold teeth inlaid in his mouth and placed them on a tray with a cowed expression, people around him could no longer hold back their laughter.

  "Wow, I'm dying of laughter, they will have their day too"

  Some people laughed so hard their stomachs hurt, they had never seen a bandit as elegant and calm as this one, robbing with such finesse. This Ling Wu Shuang is really...

  Several oily-faced servants looked at Ling Wu with a decadent expression, really having nothing to do with them, and not even daring to leave a single hair on their bodies.

  Ling Wushuang nodded in satisfaction, then raised her delicate chin and pointed to Wu Ye, who was convulsing on the ground. Suddenly, she smiled and said, "This gentleman is not feeling well, why don't you help him?"

  Several servants heard this and almost fell to the ground, their faces on the verge of tears.

  Everyone understood and suddenly smiled wryly. Indeed, it's better to see once than hear a hundred times. What kind of evil deed did this Fifth Master do in his past life to encounter such an unlucky star?

  "Hmm?" A gentle word, drawn out in tone, slid from Ling Wu's throat, "Need me to take care of it?"

  "No, no need" Several people heard the dangerous tone and immediately stood up, rushing to the ground to grab the fifth master.

  The crowd covered their faces and sighed, shaking their heads one after another. This place wasn't a beauty either. However, the way several people rushed towards Fifth Master looked like...

  After a rustling sound, all the valuable items on Wu Ye's body were placed on the old man's stall.

  "That robe should be worth a lot of money." Ling Wusuo murmured faintly, and several people quickly stripped the powerless Fifth Master, leaving only a pair of underwear.

  The stout and big-eared Fifth Master had already fainted from pain, his body a mass of flesh shining brightly as he lay on the main street. However, fainting was also a good thing; if he were awake to see this scene, he would probably be so angry that he would spit up blood and die.

  Several oily-faced servants, now sweating profusely, still dared not slack off, fearing that the person in front of them would be dissatisfied and they would be fired, while Old Master Wu was still lying down.

  "Not bad, not bad, pretty quick action." Ling Wu Xiang nodded in satisfaction.

  Everyone was secretly laughing. These people were usually used by Wu Ye to extort money, and doing such things was still a familiar routine for them.

  Ling Wusuo looked at the stall with gold and silver jewelry piled up like a small hill, turned to the old man and said, "Take these first."

  Unconsciously, the old man's stall had accumulated several tens of thousands of taels of silver, plus some valuable treasures on Wu Ye's body, including the golden and silver embroidered robe he was wearing, which alone was worth no less than several tens of thousands of taels.

  Upon hearing this, the old man's thin body trembled slightly as he looked at the pile of things in front of him and said helplessly: "I don't want these, it's really too much, Miss, you'd better take them away."

  He had never seen so much money in his life, but all this money was not his, he couldn't take it.

  People around are envious and jealous, the money here is enough to make this old man live a worry-free life for several lifetimes, let alone dragging such a thin body, guarding an almost deserted stall every day.

  "It doesn't matter, you can come find me at the Ling household if you have any troubles."

  Everyone suddenly gasped in unison; this sentence was the most crucial one!

  With this sentence, it's like having an amulet. Who would dare to provoke this old man again? Unless they're tired of living, the surrounding stall owners are even more jealous, with their eyes emitting a red glow.

  "This...this" The old man's eyes suddenly became misty, his shoulders slightly trembling, "Then, thank you very much, miss."

  He's so lucky to have met such a good person, he must have accumulated virtue in his past life.

  Ling Wushuang touched the tip of her nose, feeling a bit embarrassed. In fact, she had taken advantage of the situation, and what was in her hand was even more precious than the purple gold sand. She wouldn't take advantage of some people's benefits.

  The unlucky Cha Wu didn't know that he was in a precarious situation, and just as he was about to meet his maker, he happened to bump into Ling Wushuang's gun muzzle. The other party was worried that they hadn't brought enough money, so Cha Wu came over with a smile on his face, making it difficult for them to refuse him, not letting him shed some blood, which would have been a waste of his good intentions.

  "'Not leaving yet?' Ling Wu's eyes sparkled as she saw the servants still standing in front of her, trembling with fear. She smiled and said, 'Do I need to see you off personally?'"

  "No, go, go!" Several people heard this sentence, as if they had been greatly forgiven, turned their heads and dispersed the crowd around them, and left in a hurry. Before long, several people actually came back in a flurry, took a trembling look at Ling Wushuang, and then hastily carried away the unconscious Fifth Master and fled.

  Ling Wushuang patted her hand, glanced at the few people who were so scared that they even forgot their master, and shook her head almost imperceptibly. She wouldn't eat them anyway, what's the point?

  "This old man must have forgotten to burn incense before leaving home, and his foot kicked onto the red-hot iron plate"

  "Haha, finally someone can put pressure on his arrogant attitude. From now on, he'll probably be too ashamed to go out. After all, a man who's lost that thing is finished, heh heh..."

  The onlookers jeered and shouted, while Ling Wushuang had vanished into thin air without anyone noticing when.

  "You say, that little girl, doesn't she look like someone?" Amidst the numerous chaotic and jeering voices, a man's voice emerged, like clear water, slowly unfolding, for a moment, it seemed as if all the surrounding clamor had subsided.

  A man in a white robe, unblemished and spotless, with an aura that doesn't belong to this world. His back figure is slender and tall, but no matter how hard you look, his face remains unclear.

  "Sir, I don't know if you're a man or not, but what I do know is that if we don't return soon and the castle lord finds out you've come to this place, he'll definitely fly into a rage." Behind him followed a small servant who seemed ordinary, yet made one feel like they couldn't gauge his true strength at a glance.

  "And besides, young master, this is very dangerous"

  The man's gentle laughter made people feel extremely comfortable, with a hint of mystery, "Actually, the one who wants to come down the most is probably the master."

  The little servant behind him heard a strange noise, but didn't continue to nag, only with a bitter face, followed the man in white clothes with his head down, and the two figures disappeared into the noisy scene in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed.

  Ling Wushuang came out of the black market and rushed to the college, thinking to himself, wondering if Teacher Tianye was there or not.

  One foot had just been lifted, and before entering the Alchemy Hall, Ling Wusuo heard an old man's loud roar by his ear, "You little girl, you actually dare to appear in front of me again!"

  Ling Wu's footsteps paused, staring at the old man with a scowl and raised eyebrows, his beard quivering with rage. The old man was taken aback for a moment before breaking into a warm smile: "Ah, it's Old Dean, long time no see, you're looking even more spirited than ever!"

  Ling Wushuang smiled with a flattering face, wasn't it just that he used some of this old man's medicinal materials? Holding on for so long, it was almost as if he hadn't gone to the door to kill him.

  "Hmm—" The old director huffed with his hands behind his back, "You, you're not allowed in here."

  This good-for-nothing son, last time he burned all the medicinal herbs he had collected for ten years. He finally managed to fill up some of his medicine shelves with difficulty. If this girl comes a few more times, his academy will have to close down, and he can't take it anymore. Today, she was finally caught by him.

  The "master" Tianye Yun walked out of the inner hall, wearing a long blue robe, taking elegant steps, staring at the old courtyard with an air of childishness, shaking his head and smiling helplessly.

  "Tian Ye's teacher" Ling Wu Shuang saw the person coming, another foot had just stepped into the alchemy hall, fortunately, Tian Ye's teacher was indeed there.

  "Hmph—" The old director let out a breath through his nostrils, harrumphed, and these two master and apprentice had really gotten on his nerves, one was being reckless and the other was indulging him.

  The old director's eyes had been fixed on Ling Wu Shuang since she entered, and he didn't blink once, as if he would pounce on her with just one move.

  Ling Wushuang's mouth twitched, was it necessary to guard against her so thoroughly? This time, she really hadn't planned on touching his medicinal herbs... However, even if she said it out loud, the old dean probably wouldn't believe her.

  Looking at the old dean who was as lively as a treasure, Tianye Yun shook his head helplessly and turned to look at Ling Wushuang. His handsome face floated with a faint smile, "What's wrong, little girl?"

  "Actually, it's nothing much." Ling Wusuo smiled and asked another inexplicable question, "Teacher, what rank have you reached now?"

  The night sky was slightly stunned, and then a hint of smile floated in his eyes, almost imperceptibly sighing softly, as if also carrying a hint of regret. "A ninth-grade saint who has been stagnant for so many years?" He paused, somewhat puzzled, "Little girl, why are you asking this?"

  Ling Wushuang nodded slightly, and indeed she had not guessed wrong. Tianye's strength was such that if one were to say he was the number one person below the Divine Realm, it would not be an exaggeration. However, he still hadn't broken through that one threshold.

  After a moment's thought, Ling Wushuang raised her sleeve and conjured up a blue lotus flower in her hand. "I wonder if this thing will be of any use to the teacher?"

  "Double Lotus?" Tianye Yun's eyes cleared and his eyebrows slightly furrowed, with a hint of surprise. "No, this isn't an ordinary Double Lotus."

  The thing in Ling Wu's hand was a pale blue, shining and sparkling in the dim light, releasing a faint fragrance. However, on the petals of the originally pure blue flowers, mysterious patterns appeared, like danzhen, which surprised Tianye Yun.

  "Teacher, is this thing useful to you?" Ling Wu asked uncertainly.

  When she transported the life energy of thousands of miles and thousands of Fujis, the mysterious Xuan Huang Qi it carried also seeped in, as if causing the twin lotus to undergo a mutation.

  But one thing she can be certain of is that it's absolutely more precious than before, several times over.

  The dark eyes under the night sky were filled with a hint of puzzlement, and after a moment, he nodded, "It's useful."

  The people of Xīng Chén Dà Lù cannot possibly break through the Divine Realm, but the mysterious aura here makes him somewhat uncertain.

  "That's great!" Ling Wu's eyes sparkled brightly, and then she raised her hand and flipped it over. Petal after petal of lotus flowers bloomed in her palm, leaving the old principal standing next to her stunned and bewildered, as if he had seen a ghost.

  In the blink of an eye, Ling Wu's hands appeared with six or seven identical exquisite lotus flowers, instantly filling the room with fragrance, the True Alchemy Hall seemed to be coated with a layer of soft blue light.

  "This...!" Everyone's faces turned pale with shock, such treasures were extremely difficult to obtain, even getting one was a challenge, yet Wú Suì had casually taken out so many.

  "Teacher, for you," Ling Wu Xiang smiled as she stuffed a few flowers into Tian Ye Yun's hands.

  Last time she noticed the regret in Tianye's tone, if this thing was really useful, it would be for the best.

  The night sky was not delayed, holding a few delicate lotus flowers, in the ink-black eyes, slightly sinking, this teacher, seemed to have added trouble for his disciples instead, having such a disciple was his good fortune.

  "I want some too!" The old director leaned over, seemingly dissatisfied with Ling Wushuang's neglect of him, his face flushed with anger. This little girl must have more.

  Ling Wushuang rolled her eyes, thinking that this old man wouldn't bother with her anymore.

  Xing Lingwu smiled and handed a flower to the old principal.

  The old man was suddenly delighted, treasured the things in his hand, and left with a smile. He stopped again, turned around, and waved to the surroundings, "Little girl, you can use anything here, don't be polite, just use it."

  Ling Wushuang's face turned slightly dark, this old man, his mood changed faster than flipping a book.

  The two masters and apprentices looked at each other with a smile, put down the double lotus in their hands, looked towards Ling Wu Shuang, and asked: "Little girl, did you meet the Poison Saint at the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce?"

  "Hmm" Ling Wu Xiang nodded.

  Upon receiving Ling Wu's confirmation, Tian Ye Yun's elegant face suddenly sank, and his entire demeanor became much more stern.

  What a poisonous saint, he actually dares to bully his own disciple!

  Ling Wushuang was taken aback for a moment. All along, she had only seen her teacher's elegant and noble side, but never his aura so sharp and fierce.

  At this time, Ling Wu Shuang could finally connect the person who had killed three high-ranking saints in front of the Holy Lord with the Tian Ye Yun in front of him.

  "Musō, from now on, when you see people from the temple, don't be careless." Ten'yoku also felt a bit guilty. The Dokusai would cause trouble for Musō, and it was more or less his fault. If someone hadn't intervened in time, Musō would have suffered greatly.

  "I know," Ling Wu Xuan nodded his head, feeling Tian Ye Yun's concern, and warmth filled his heart.

  Tian Ye Yun nodded slowly, her inky black eyes staring at Ling Wu Shuang. She fell silent for a moment before speaking: "Wu Shuang, do you know that on the Starry Continent, it's fundamentally impossible for anyone to reach the pinnacle of being a Divine Being."

  Otherwise, how could he fail to make a breakthrough for many years?

  "Unable to reach the Divine Realm!?" Ling Wusuo was really surprised, this continent, it's fundamentally impossible to reach the Divine Realm, that Lou Junyan...

  The night sky cloud seemed to know what Ling Wu Shuang was thinking, and smiled faintly, her eyes gazing out the window at the distant horizon, saying softly: "He is not a person from the Star Continent at all."