The Entire Sect is Full of Villains, Yet the Junior Sister Conquers All

Chapter 89 : Sect Leader and Master, Fond of Picking Up People

He turned around and looked up. The dashing and flamboyant figure of the red-robed young woman came into view.

As usual, Chu Sang was carrying a heavy bag, like an expert at luring innocent children. "Look, I brought your favorite beast food. Come eat quickly."

He only glanced briefly before quickly averting his gaze, turning his head to the side. "...I don't eat that."

Was she treating him like those ordinary demon beasts? Actually trying to feed him such crude stuff.

"Isn't this your favorite beast food?"

"Don't eat it. Take it away." Little Mu Changqing's voice was as cold as frost.

He had more or less guessed what was going on. In his current state, he was most likely being mistaken for that snake beast.

Hmph.

Human cultivators are just stupid.

Chu Sang rubbed her chin. This little beast, how did it become so aloof after just a day?

It didn't look as pure and cute as it did a few days ago. Instead, it had gained an indescribable gloomy and cold beauty.

She narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a moment. Slowly, the corners of her lips curled into a smile. She put the beast food back into her storage bag and clapped her hands. "Alright, alright. If you don't want to eat, then don't eat."

"Are you worried about your master and have lost your appetite? Come, come, let your favorite Sister Sang comfort you." She picked up the little boy high over her head. He was only about five or six years old, and cultivators have great strength, so picking up a child was effortless.

Little Mu Changqing's eyes widened for a moment, his entire body stiffening slightly. No one had ever dared to treat him like this!

He was utterly humiliated, wanting to break free from her grip, but found he couldn't use his demonic power for some reason.

"You! How dare you—let go of me!" Little Mu Changqing was furious with embarrassment, but his voice was soft, like a little beast with its fur standing on end.

Chu Sang couldn't help herself. Seeing this beautiful little face like a peeled lychee, she couldn't resist wanting to pinch it a couple of times. Thinking this, she did just that.

Seeing his little face instantly bloom with patches of red, even his ear tips turning hot with embarrassed anger.

He swatted away her big pig's trotter.

Little Mu Changqing glared at her. "I'm angry!"

"Really angry, huh." Chu Sang smiled mischievously, courting death, and pinched again.

He was short of breath, from anger. "If you dare touch me again, I'll chop off your hand!"

This familiar tone made her hallucinate hearing "I'll gouge out your eyes."

Chu Sang clicked her tongue, pinching both of his little cheeks. "You've been with that weird-tempered Third Senior Brother too long. Why are you talking like that? Not cute at all."

"......"

As the saying goes, when one is weak, even anger seems so cute. The current Little Mu Changqing couldn't resist her evil claws at all. Resignedly, his voice gradually weakened, "Stop it, don't touch anymore... One last touch, don't... Alright, touch if you must, but don't let others see!"

"If you dare let others see, I'll—"

Before he could finish speaking,

"Little Junior Sister, we've come to help!" Tantai Ming led a group of people, rushing over in a flurry.

Little Mu Changqing's face changed instantly, his pupils seeming to contract into vertical slits for a moment. Gone was his earlier arrogant manner. He tried hard to bury his head in her embrace, afraid of others seeing him in this weak and embarrassing state.

"Little Junior Sister, how is Third Senior Brother's situation now?" They usually didn't dare set foot on this East Peak. It was only because they heard Mu Changqing had turned into an egg and couldn't come out temporarily that they dared to venture here.

Su Chen'an had even kindly brought several vajras, intending to forcibly break the egg.

Little Mu Changqing clutched at her clothes, his face red with embarrassment. She, she actually told others about this?!

Chu Sang looked at the eager senior brothers and sisters, silently raising her other hand. Just as she was about to speak, "Actually..."

"Oh, who's this little boy? He's so beautiful. How come I've never seen him before?" Wen Renyue's eyes lit up, mischief arising. She also wanted to take advantage.

A white, tender little hand mercilessly swatted her away, coldly laughing, "Dare to touch me, and believe it or not, I'll chop off your hand."

"Holy crap." She was shocked. "This tone is just like Third Senior Brother's. It's really scary!"

Chu Sang swallowed her words back, changing tack. She lowered her head and smiled, "This is the demon beast Third Senior Brother raised. He doesn't have a name. I usually just call him Little Snake."

"Don't worry, he's very cute and never hurts people. He's usually very clingy with me. He especially likes the beast food Third Senior Sister makes."

Wen Renyue, "Of course! My signature beast food is praised by demon beasts for ten miles around!"

"......" Little Mu Changqing kept a cold little face, not speaking at all. He lowered his head and eyes. When Chu Sang said "he's usually very clingy with me," he even actively snuggled closer to her embrace, wholeheartedly playing the role of that little snake beast.

Chu Sang patted his head, her skilled technique like patting a dog's head.

"......" Little Mu Changqing took a deep breath, making up his mind. Once he recovered, the first thing he'd do would be to chop off her hand.

"Oh right, right, where's Third Senior Brother? Where is he now? We've come to help him break through!" Tantai Ming looked around.

"Ahem, Third Senior Brother's situation is a bit special. He probably used some secret technique to seal himself when breaking through. His original intention was to prevent outsiders from disturbing him. We... better not disturb him." Chu Sang diverted their attention, smiling and clapping her hands. "You probably haven't come here much before, right? The scenery on East Peak is quite nice. Clear mountains and beautiful waters, especially suitable for—"

"A picnic!"

"Yay!" Tantai Ming immediately forgot about the important matter. He had been craving Little Junior Sister's cooking for a long time.

The group noisily began their picnic gathering. Some lit fires, some cut vegetables, some skewered meat, all in an orderly manner. It was clear this wasn't their first time.

After spending a long time with them, Su Chen'an's storage bag was always stocked with pots, bowls, and utensils.

Every time they went to a new secret realm, while other cultivators were rushing to fight and kill, they were different. They'd first have an outdoor barbecue, tasting the flavors of different demon beast meats from various secret realms.

Little Mu Changqing didn't like clustering with humans. He was about to sneak away when Chu Sang pulled him back to sit beside her, stuffing a handful of meat skewers into his hands. "Eat quickly, eat quickly. This is your favorite grilled meat. It's much better than beast food. You can't be picky, right? Picky little demon beasts don't grow tall!"

Before long, his hands were filled with skewer after skewer of meat, all specially grilled for him by the group. As they grilled, they asked what he liked to eat, just like taking care of a child.

"......" Little Mu Changqing pursed his lips, feeling something strange in his heart.

He lowered his head and slowly ate a bite of grilled meat. It was unexpectedly not bad.

So this is what a sect is like...

Indeed different from the demon realm.

Although Mu Changqing had stayed in the Lingqing Sect for twenty years, this was the first time he had stayed with this group of so-called fellow disciples, living a normal life.

"Ahhh, Sister Sang, you're secretly eating delicious food without calling me. How mean, wuwu!"

The little snake smelled the meat aroma from far away, almost drooling. He ran over with lightning speed, wanting to mooch some food. However, when he saw Mu Changqing there, his little face instantly turned white.

He immediately braked and turned around, running back with his hands and feet moving in unison.

Tantai Ming quickly caught him, surprised. "How come there's another little one? They look almost the same. Is this one also Third Senior Brother's demon beast?"

Chu Sang: "...Well, you don't know, but Third Senior Brother raised two demon beasts. They're from the same clutch of eggs, so naturally they look similar."

Her unsurprised reaction made Little Mu Changqing's face suddenly stiffen. He looked up at her with wide eyes, his lips pressed tightly... So, she knew from the beginning?!

Feeling the atmosphere beside her suddenly sink, Chu Sang stuffed another handful of meat skewers into his hands. Little Mu Changqing took the grilled meat, swallowing it down with a mouthful of resentment.

Chu Sang smiled. She admitted, she was deliberately "bullying" Third Senior Brother a bit.

Seeing the usually domineering Third Senior Brother suffer a setback was extremely satisfying.

Let him try to harm her several times.

This is called the wheel of karma turning.

However, seeing Little Third Senior Brother truly angry, she went to coax him afterward, "Don't worry, Third Senior Brother. I promise, absolutely promise not to tell anyone else this time."

"I've seen your condition in books. It should be atavism, which happens when some demon beasts successfully advance." She explained, "This is a good thing. Eat more meat, and in a few months, you'll be back."

He looked up at her intently, his long eyelashes trembling. "Really?" It must be said that when a person becomes smaller, their mentality changes with them.

Little Third Senior Brother was much more harmless than Third Senior Brother.

Chu Sang's fingertips moved slightly, but she resisted.

Although Mu Changqing had lived for over twenty years, he had been living a beautiful prison life since he was seven or eight years old, basically without much interaction with the outside world. His mentality and experience hadn't grown much.

Learning that he had successfully advanced, his gloomy little face finally showed traces of a smile.

His demonic power gradually loosened. Little Mu Changqing raised a deep red demonic power in his palm and, without a word, blasted it at the formation.

As expected.

As soon as he recovered, he wanted to run outside.

Chu Sang shook her head.

The result was naturally failure.

Little Mu Changqing's little face soured. He angrily stomped his foot. "What cultivation level is that woman? I've already successfully advanced, how come I still can't break this damn formation?"

Chu Sang walked over. "To become a Sect Leader, one must have at least Divine Transformation stage cultivation. In fact, the Sect Leaders of the Eight Great Immortal Sects are at least at the Unity stage. Third Senior Brother, you still..."

She looked down at the little dumpling that barely reached her thigh, pitying him, "Need to grow a bit more."

"......"

She didn't know how much damage this sentence did to a little dragon dumpling.

Having finally settled things on Third Senior Brother's side and gained another five points, Chu Sang stretched lazily, planning to return to her courtyard for a good rest and relaxation.

For this extremely hardworking person, so-called rest and relaxation naturally meant cultivating, meditating, drawing talismans, and designing her future natal spirit sword.

Chu Sang pressed her upper lip against the brush, tilting her head and resting her chin on her hand. She hadn't closed her eyes for several days and nights, so tired she could barely keep her eyes open.

For her first natal spirit sword, she was naturally extremely cautious, revising the design several times before finally being satisfied.

Su Chen'an came to find her and seriously looked at the design she had drawn, praising it generously.

"Fifth Senior Brother, does a sword only have one form? Can it change into other forms?"

To be honest, although Chu Sang was a sword cultivator, she was actually quite good with other weapons too.

Moreover, each weapon has its own strengths and weaknesses. In battle, situations change in an instant. If one could have a weapon that could freely switch forms, it would be like a tiger gaining wings.

"You mean the Thousand Transformations?"

"What's the Thousand Transformations?"

Su Chen'an said, "Your idea was proposed by other seniors long ago."

"If one could make a single-form weapon change into multiple forms, it would undoubtedly be a great innovation in tool refining history. But the difficulty is not as simple as just saying it." He sighed lightly. "Countless later generations have tried one after another, intending to successfully refine this legendary Thousand Transformations. But forget about the Thousand Transformations, even making a weapon transform into more than three forms simultaneously is very difficult."

"What about you, Fifth Senior Brother?"

Faced with his little junior sister's expectant and admiring gaze, Su Chen'an pursed his lips and said, "To be honest, I'm not too sure either."

"Because I haven't tried." He carefully put away the design and smiled reassuringly. "But don't worry, Senior Brother will do his best not to disappoint you."

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The landscape scroll was hung in the back mountain, becoming part of the Lingqing Sect.

After all, these shameless robbers didn't know how to write the word "face," only feeling excited that their Lingqing Sect now had a training secret realm too, and it was even better than those of the Eight Great Sects.

Looking at the jade tablet, they saw the Lingqing Sect's ranking soaring upwards, suddenly jumping into the top 500.

They now qualified to participate in the sect competition a year later.

But there was one more crucial point—to participate in the group competition on behalf of the sect, they must be led by the Sect Leader.

And the Lingqing Sect's Leader had been missing for several years.

Chu Sang had been in the sect for almost two years and had never seen the legendary Master Sect Leader once. This disciple felt somewhat like a failure.

"Sixth Senior Brother, our Sect Leader hasn't really run away, has he?" Chu Sang deeply worried about the sect's future, having such an unreliable Sect Leader.

Mu Chihuai: "He shouldn't have... right?"

Wen Renyue: "Although Master has always been unreliable, he is after all the leader of a sect. He shouldn't be that unreliable..." She paused, then added a, "Right?"

"The life lamp is still lit, so there's no problem. He should just be delayed by other matters." Ling Yu said gently.

"Master hasn't gone to pick up people again, has he?" Changsheng lay on the table, speaking softly.

"Pick up people?" Chu Sang blinked.

"To be honest, in our sect, except for Mu Chihuai, Fifth Senior Brother, and Fifth Senior Sister who were tricked and coerced into joining, basically everyone else was picked up by Master."

Wen Renyue said lazily, "Don't worry about Master. The old man disappears for a while every now and then. Basically, every time he comes back, the sect gains a new little junior brother or sister."

"Come to think of it, you almost had another senior brother or sister." Ling Yu had been in the sect longer and knew more. "About ten years ago, the Sect Leader also went out for a while, saying he was going to pick up a little disciple. But he came back empty-handed, saying someone else had picked them up first. He was depressed for quite a while because of that..."

Lingqing Sect Leader: Excitedly went to pick up a little disciple, but didn't expect someone else to pick them up first!!!