My Five Bigshot Seniors: I am The Most Coddled Junior!

Chapter 247 - 115: Gossip (First Update)

Ye Shenglan was originally worried that Si Lin might accidentally kill Lin Xian’er. Unexpectedly, although Si Lin was angry, he held back. As for his threat to Lin Xian’er, she directly pretended not to see it."Master Ye, I will take her to receive her punishment. Would Master Ye like to come and watch?" Si Lin turned and bowed to Ye Shenglan, asking.

"No need, just take her away." Ye Shenglan shook her head, turning away and no longer looking at Lin Xian’er.

"In that case, we shall take our leave." Si Lin bent his body in a slight bow and turned, dragging Lin Xian’er away.

The Lingxi Sacred Land has a dedicated place for punishing disciples who have made mistakes.

As soon as Si Lin returned, he announced to the outside world all that Lin Xian’er had done as well as the punishment Wen Guiyun had decreed for her. At this time, all the disciples still in Lingxi Sacred Land were gathered at the Observation Platform, waiting to see Lin Xian’er being punished.

According to Wen Guiyun’s instructions, Lin Xian’er first had to endure eighty lashes of the Soul Whip.

This was originally to be executed by an elder of the Xing Hall, but because Lin Xian’er had spoken ill of Gu Qingqing, which greatly displeased Si Lin, he decided to take matters into his own hands!

As Wen Guiyun’s senior disciple, Si Lin was also the senior brother of the entire Lingxi Sacred Land, possibly even the next Saint Master of the Lingxi Sacred Land. His position within Lingxi Sacred Land was unmatched!

He had even recently advanced to the Half-step Immortal Rank, which placed him at the pinnacle of the continent.

No one would object to him carrying out the punishment on Lin Xian’er.

Lin Xian’er’s hands were bound, and she knelt on the Observation Platform, her head lowered. She didn’t dare to lift her head, afraid of seeing the scornful gazes of those disciples, as it would make her feel worse than death.

Si Lin had no sympathy for her, so when executing the punishment, he did not hold back at all.

The Soul Whip in his hand struck Lin Xian’er repeatedly. Within less than ten strikes, her back was already completely torn apart, and blood had dyed her back red.

Initially, she tried to be resilient, gritting her teeth to remain silent, but the pain was too immense. The Soul Whip not only inflicted physical harm but also caused pain to the person’s soul.

After the tenth strike, she began to tremble slightly, and by the fiftieth strike, she had completely lost consciousness.

Si Lin frowned and stopped, allowing a nearby disciple to splash a bowl of cold water on Lin Xian’er. Once she regained consciousness, they continued with the punishment.

When the eighty lashes were finally over, Lin Xian’er was left sprawling on the ground, completely covered in blood, looking utterly miserable.

Initially, there were faint murmurs on the Observation Platform, but as the punishment continued, the murmurs grew quieter. Everyone was shocked by Lin Xian’er’s pitiful state.

Each of them silently reminded themselves never to harm their fellow disciples, lest they end up like Lin Xian’er.

Si Lin expressionlessly tossed down the whip, walked to Lin Xian’er’s side, asked the disciples nearby to turn her over, and then extended his right palm, gathering a cluster of Spiritual Power, which he then injected into Lin Xian’er’s Dantian area, directly shattering it and destroying her cultivation. Lin Xian’er’s body convulsed in pain before she lost consciousness again.

"All disciples of Lingxi Sacred Land present, listen up. Lin Xian’er harmed her fellow disciples, and now, according to the Saint Master’s order, she has received eighty lashes of the Soul Whip, her cultivation has been destroyed, and she has been expelled from the Sacred Land. From this day forth, Lin Xian’er is no longer a disciple of the Sacred Land. You all have seen Lin Xian’er’s end; harming fellow disciples is absolutely not allowed in the Sacred Land. Otherwise, the end will be like Lin Xian’er’s. Let all of you remember this well." Si Lin’s gaze swept over the Observation Platform, using his Half-step Immortal Rank Spiritual Power to ensure everyone could hear.

"The disciples remember and dare not disobey!" The disciples on the Observing Star Platform replied in unison.

Si Lin nodded in satisfaction and then signaled the Traveling Hall Disciples nearby to take Lin Xian’er away.

Having resolved this matter, Si Lin, thinking about Gu Qingqing and the others, boarded a Flying Artifact and left, returning to Cloud Peak City.

...

After Gu Qingqing and the others returned to Cloud Peak City, it was still bustling. Compared to Canghui City, it was like two different worlds. Even though they had only stayed in Canghui City for two days, they felt a sense of being worlds apart.

"I didn’t feel it before, but now I suddenly realize that this kind of bustle is actually quite comforting." Looking at the very prosperous scene in front of them, thinking about the gloomy and desolate mood in Canghui City, Nan Hua couldn’t help but sigh.

"Indeed, the atmosphere in Canghui City was just too oppressive." Gu Qingqing agreed, nodding. He also didn’t like the atmosphere of Canghui City.

"Why are you two getting so sentimental after just one trip? Hurry back to our place." Mu Chen found it amusing seeing the two of them, clearly young, speaking like old souls.

Nan Hua and Gu Qingqing exchanged a glance and, recalling how they were just a moment ago, found themselves amused and quickly headed to where they were staying.

After returning, they first went to see Zhao Tonghai, who was already very happy to see them return safely.

"Very good. It’s great that you’re back safely. As for the results, it’ll take a couple of days for them to be announced. In the meantime, just enjoy yourselves and relax in Cloud Peak City," Zhao Tonghai, not wanting to give Yue Zhao and the others any pressure, skipped over the mission details and warmly advised.

"Thank you, Uncle. We’ll go rest now." Yue Zhao wasn’t formal with Zhao Tonghai and clasped his hands in salute.

Zhao Tonghai waved his hand, urging them to go rest quickly.

After leaving Zhao Tonghai, they returned to the courtyard designated for them and each went to their own rooms to rest.

Meanwhile, Wen Guiyun saw the task completion rating given to Gu Qingqing and the others by the elder of the White Tiger Sacred Land. Seeing the "A" rating, Wen Guiyun merely raised an eyebrow, not surprised.

Jun Yutian also saw it and, understanding Yue Zhao and Gu Qingqing’s abilities, was similarly unsurprised by the result. Only the Saint Master of the White Tiger Sacred Land, Bai Guanlin, looked at their reaction and set the paper aside.

"I was curious before why you would take in a girl from the Lower Realm as a disciple. Now it seems her talent is indeed good. I remember she’s only fifteen, right? Already at the ninth rank? Better than Si Lin and the others?" Bai Guanlin looked at Wen Guiyun, asking with curiosity.

"Qingqing’s talent is indeed excellent; it’s the best among my six disciples," Wen Guiyun said mildly, setting down his teacup without denying it.

"I see your son is also in this team. Since when did he get so close with Guiyun’s disciple?" Bai Guanlin turned to ask Jun Yutian, his face full of gossip.

"You should let your disciples see what you’re like now; it’s unbearable." Jun Yutian rolled his eyes at Bai Guanlin, expressing disdain for someone his age still being so gossipy. "My son spent some time at Brother Yun’s place when he was young, so he’s naturally familiar with Brother Yun’s disciples."

"But I heard he’s been sticking by Guiyun’s youngest disciple Qingqing’s side." Bai Guanlin glanced at Wen Guiyun, leaned towards Jun Yutian, and whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear.

Wen Guiyun glanced over with a smile. The usually domineering Jun Yutian shivered slightly, knowing how much Wen Guiyun doted on Gu Qingqing. His son hadn’t secured Gu Qingqing’s favor yet, and if Wen Guiyun and his disciples opposed, his son’s romantic path would be tough.

"Who told you that? My son and Qingqing have been childhood friends, so naturally, they’re close. Don’t believe everything you hear." If he could, Jun Yutian would’ve covered Bai Guanlin’s mouth to prevent him from saying anything dangerous. Otherwise, if his son couldn’t find a wife, his wife at home would flay him!

Seeing Jun Yutian get anxious, Bai Guanlin gave him a knowing look and wisely dropped the subject.

"I remember their group won the first competition. Judging by this task completion, they’re likely first in this second competition too!" Bai Guanlin straightened up, flipping through the scores of completed tasks, and spoke to the two.

The two reacted quite normally, evidently unsurprised, which made Bai Guanlin feel it was a bit pointless.

"Alright, what am I doing talking to you guys about this? With this time, I should be nurturing my disciples so they’re not always overshadowed by yours." Bai Guanlin stood, tidied his clothes, flicked his sleeve, and left directly.

In the main hall, only Wen Guiyun and Jun Yutian were left. Neither moved; Jun Yutian rested with his eyes closed, while Wen Guiyun leisurely savored tea that he had painstakingly acquired from the stingy Bai Guanlin.

After a while, feeling the time was right, Wen Guiyun looked over at Jun Yutian.

"Don’t you have something to say to me?" He knew Jun Yutian was not asleep, and asked lightly.

Hearing this, Jun Yutian immediately opened his eyes and looked at Wen Guiyun, froze for a moment, then slowly understood after being watched for a while.

After clearing his throat, under Wen Guiyun’s smiling face, he slowly began, "You know, my kid has always not been interested in girls. He and Qingqing knew each other since they were kids, and have kept in touch all these years. My son has always been concerned about Qingqing. It’s the first time I’ve seen him so persistent about something."

"So?" Wen Guiyun asked Jun Yutian with a perfect smile, taking his time.

Jun Yutian’s expression stiffened slightly, "So, don’t stop him from getting close to Qingqing. Let the kids handle their own matters. If Qingqing ends up liking Jun Wu, wouldn’t that be ideal? You know our family’s values, my wife isn’t someone who spoils our children!"

Wen Guiyun didn’t speak, just kept gazing steadily at Jun Yutian, making him want to escape.