My junior sister sees everyone as a heretical cultivator.

Chapter 290 Huh? Finally, I've found one with an entry!

That's slander! Be careful, or I'll sue you for defamation!

Then, Lin Qingfeng calmly replied, "Ling'er, what you're saying is a bit unfair to your brother."

"Ahem," he cleared his throat and explained gently, "I didn't do anything. I just saw that Wenxuan was exceptionally intelligent and had great potential, so I told him some stories of the heroes of the 'Nine Schools' that I had heard when I was traveling the world in my early years, and I also gave him a few biographies and storybooks left by our predecessors."

“That’s right!” Su Wenxuan nodded vigorously from the side. “The Nine Streams Sect is a first-class righteous sect in the world! I also want to join the Nine Streams Sect and become a great hero who upholds justice!”

"Hero?"

Su Ling'er felt her vision blur. She looked at him weakly, her eyes filled with a pleading look: "Big...Big Brother, are you sure...the Nine Streams Sect did all those righteous and chivalrous things? This child is still young, please don't...please don't play these kinds of jokes on him..."

“That’s natural.” Lin Qingfeng picked up his teacup, gently blew on the floating tea leaves, and said with his eyes slightly lowered, “Although the people of the Nine Schools are from all walks of life, they all do things of chivalry, justice, and punishing evil. There is no doubt about that.”

Su Ling'er's lips twitched incessantly.

Upholding justice? Punishing evil and promoting good? Do you mean tickling the funny bone of everyone in the family, making them laugh until they convulse? Or do you mean occupying my guest room area, forcibly constructing this bizarre building, and incidentally building a racetrack?! What do your boasts have to do with what you're doing?!
Shameless!!! How can someone be so shameless! He's just playing around, why make himself sound so noble?! But I dare not speak up… What if he gets angry and turns my whole family into beggars if I expose him?!

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her inner collapse, and patiently coaxed her younger brother, trying to save this only hope from the clutches of evil:
"Wenxuan... stop thinking about those things. The world is a long and dangerous place... You're the only son in our Su family. You should focus on your studies, pass the imperial examinations, and become an official. That's the right thing to do... Please listen to your sister's advice, okay?"

"I don't want to!" Su Wenxuan said stubbornly, then quickly hid behind Lin Qingfeng and made a face at Su Ling'er, clearly having already regarded this "easy-going older brother" as his support.

Su Ling'er looked at her younger brother hiding behind the demon, thinking, "He's like a lamb being led to the slaughter!"
She didn't dare reach out to pull him, so she could only look up at Lin Qingfeng and say, "Brother Lin! Please... please be merciful... don't... don't tease him, okay?"

"Ling'er, you're mistaken." Lin Qingfeng shook his head and said with a serious expression, "There are 360 ​​professions, and every profession can produce an expert. Studying and entering officialdom is the right path, and so is chivalry and upholding justice. Wenxuan has such aspirations, and as elders, we should encourage him. How can we suppress him at will? Do you understand?"

“Yes, yes!” Su Wenxuan nodded frantically behind Lin Qingfeng.

Su Ling'er: ...

She closed her eyes.

I'm tired. Let's destroy this family. It's beyond saving.

The meal ended amidst this noisy commotion.

……

Meanwhile, in the shadow of the locust tree diagonally opposite the Su residence, a figure was looking up, his neck almost aching.

What's going on? Why hasn't that fairy from the Su family returned from heaven yet? I've been looking for her for ages, and all I've seen are a few bird shadows flying by.

The dinner ended in a lively and cheerful atmosphere, filled with the verbal sparring between Su Ling'er and Lin Qingfeng, and Su Wenxuan's occasional righteous banter.

After the meal, Su's father looked at the happy group of people and a rare smile appeared on his face. He put down his teacup and said to Su Ling'er, "Ling'er, it's rare for you to come back. These friends of yours are also visiting Anhe City for the first time. It's still early, so why don't you take them out for a stroll to digest their food and let them see the night view of Anhe City?"

"Yes, Father." Su Ling'er obediently replied. Right now, all she wanted to do was get this big shot away from the Su residence as soon as possible, lest he suddenly decide to take her silly younger brother to beg for food.

So, the group got up noisily again and headed towards the gate of the Su residence.

……

Night had fallen. In the shadow of the locust tree diagonally opposite the Su residence, the figure slowly stretched his neck, which had been stiff and almost numb, and his joints made a slight cracking sound.

what happened?

He looked up and waited from sunset until the stars filled the sky, his eyes almost straining to see through the darkness. In that deep night sky, apart from a few birds returning home late, not even the hem of a fairy's robe brushed past.

That fairy from the Su family... could it be that she's not coming back tonight? Or did she already leave?

This thought, like a bucket of ice water poured over someone's head, made the figure's heart tighten suddenly.

No...no way! Those idiots in the government won't find out the truth, but the immortal...the immortal will definitely have a way!
This was his only hope! His only lifeline! If he couldn't even find this fairy... then what about her injustice...?

Just as doubts began to grow in his mind, and he was almost about to give up waiting for the night—"Squeak—"

Not far away, the vermilion gate of the Su family mansion was opened from the inside, and then the laughter of several young people could be clearly heard from the inside.

The figure's pupils suddenly contracted, and his entire body tensed instantly! He held his breath and stared intently at the front door.

Then he saw the figure he had been waiting for—Su Ling'er—chatting and laughing with several friends as she walked out of the gate in an ordinary manner.

They...came out? Not flying back from the sky on a sword... but...walking out of the gate?
The figure froze, his mind going completely blank.

When did that fairy return?! She came without a trace and went without a trace... Mortals couldn't detect her; this is the true power of immortals! What the authorities can't find out is probably just a piece of cake for her!

She can definitely do it... She can definitely do it!

This thought instantly ignited all the hope that had been building up in his heart!

Mu Ling made a snap decision, no longer caring about being abrupt or not. He rushed out of the shadows in one stride, and with a "thud," his knees slammed onto the bluestone slab, kneeling in front of Su Ling'er and her group!

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his knees, he crawled forward a few steps on his knees, raised his hands high above his head, and cried out in an almost heart-wrenching voice, "Fairy! Fairy! I beg you to do justice for my fiancée! Yao'er... she could never have committed suicide! Please, Fairy, investigate!"

This sudden scene startled Su Ling'er and the others, causing them to stop in their tracks. Upon closer inspection, Su Ling'er recognized the seemingly insane man before her as Mu Ling, the storyteller from the Yue Lai Inn.

How did he get here? And... and he even said An Qinyao didn't commit suicide? How did he determine that?
"Mr. Mu? Please get up and let's talk this out." Su Ling'er was full of doubts and subconsciously stepped forward to help him up.

However, Mu Ling seemed not to hear him and remained kneeling on the ground. While kowtowing, he pulled out a bunch of things he had prepared in his arms and pushed them to Su Ling'er's feet with trembling hands.

Inside were several crumpled silver notes, a house deed with his name on it, some loose silver coins, and even a land deed... This was all the wealth he had accumulated over half a lifetime. "Fairy... I know you may not care about these mundane things... but... but this is all I can offer!"

Only Lin Qingfeng's gaze fell on Mu Ling with great interest as he examined him.

In his field of vision, a line of words invisible to others was clearly emerging.

【Mu Ling】: A pseudo-spiritual root of wood, water, metal and fire, his path to immortality is worrying, his aptitude is dull, and his root and bones are of the lowest quality.

[Storyteller]: (???)

[System prompt: After joining the sect, you can view the specific ability information of their attribute.]

Wow! Finally, someone with an entry! Looks like this person must have been wronged!
(End of this chapter)