Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

Like chickens being strangled by the neck, their cries stopped.

The leading senior brother, who had witnessed the tragedy in a sense, wiped the cold sweat from his face, looked at Fan Ning with a look of help, and whispered: "It's not good to cause a death..."

"It's okay, Ling You knows his limits." Fan Ning glanced at the two who dared not speak and chuckled, "They brought this upon themselves. You can understand what the consequences will be, right?"

"As a monk, you have thick skin and flesh. I didn't poison him, so even if his face is rotten, it will be healed sooner or later."

Ling You was even more arrogant, "Senior Sister Jiang and the others will be here in a few days. By then, I can survive even if I only have one breath left."

"Puff-"

The frightened senior sister covered her chest with her hands, looking troubled: "They seem to have fainted..."

"Then let's just send it back to the Hehuan Sect," Fan Ning narrowed his eyes and made the final decision, "Senior Sister's medicine is quite expensive, so any savings are appreciated."

The leading senior brother, who had been thinking about how to seek justice before coming in, had his pupils tremble.

"Send it back like this? Isn't it a bit too conspicuous?"

Anyone would find a way to pin the blame on Yueli Sect. They already have enemies on all sides, and if they lose even the last neutral sect...

"What we want is to be conspicuous," Ling You snorted coldly with a narrow mind. He was still thinking about the endless "accidents" that had occurred on the street before, and he had already unilaterally formed a feud with the Hehuan Sect.

"They dared to gamble with me, so they naturally need to be taught a lesson." Fan Ning pondered for a moment and gave a reassuring answer. "It won't be a problem. Hmm... maybe they will fool us themselves."

After all, for the Hehuan Sect, which seems to value "face more than companions", being slapped in the face alone is very conspicuous, but not so prominent when there are many people around.

Ling You, who understood her meaning, sneered, "Then I'll wait for the next person to come."

The leading senior brother wiped the cold sweat from his face again, and for the first time felt that he no longer understood his current junior brothers and sisters.

but--

"I have no objection," he said in a deep voice, as if a thorn had been pulled out of his heart.

How could the gambling game held by the Hehuan Sect be a serious one? They even targeted the most famous disciple. If they really succeeded, would there be any good things said about them?

Similarly, the monks of Yueli Sect were all holding back their anger, and they all nodded when they heard the leader’s statement.

"Yes, yes, this is a legitimate counterattack!"

"They've already targeted my partner. If I don't fight back, I'm not a human being..."

"No matter who comes, we are always right. Junior brother, go ahead. If you can't win, call for help..."

"..."

"Ahem," Ling You concealed the smile on his face and nodded reservedly.

Fan Ning also smiled. The sunlight coming in from the side fell into her eyes, as if a dull window was suddenly pushed open, making her bright and bold.

Ling You was immediately captivated.

He was in a daze, not even realizing that a gentle smile had appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the monks around him hid and laughed, pushed each other, and left through the hole behind them with light movements.

It was just as Fan Ning had expected. She didn't know what rumors the two people who returned had spread. Not only did the number of disciples who came for the gambling not decrease, but there were even more than she expected.

Then, with the cooperation of the two, they all beat them up and threw them back.

Ling You was very depressed, "This is the ninth time, why haven't you learned your lesson yet?"

Fan Ning chuckled and made an irresponsible guess: "Maybe... because this is no longer a gambling game, maybe it's a serious matter involving dignity."

-

In the Hehuan Sect, the atmosphere was bleak at this time.

Lu Li, who was waiting on the trail to intercept the "released prisoners", lowered the dark hood on his head. He never liked this overly dull color, but now, no matter how dark the color was, it could not suppress the gloating smile in his eyes.

"Which one is this?" Ning Xinghe, who was always paying attention to the situation nearby, asked in a low voice.

"This is the fifth one. There has been no response from five people in a row. There is no point in hiding anymore," Lu Li said regretfully. He quickly picked up the person and ran towards the path lined with flowers behind the sect.

This was the location they had deliberately chosen to conceal their whereabouts. As for the people who had been moved away... they were taken advantage of one by one and piled up in the small house of the flower keeper, looking miserable.

While one’s own failure is certainly disheartening, the suffering of others mitigates this quite well.

Ning Xinghe put the people together neatly and sighed, "It seems that the bet will not have any result."

So many people have been killed. If we continue, we will attract the attention of the sect leader. Although it is more likely that the sect leader will laugh at us rather than punish us... it is best not to do that.

"Who made them laugh at us first?" Lu Li curled his lips and placed them in the flowers with the love of his fellow disciples. After confirming that they were about to wake up, he placed a huge bronze mirror in front of them, then took a flower branch in one hand and started scratching their faces one by one.

A moment later, screams resounded throughout the Hehuan Sect.

But these obviously have nothing to do with Fan Ning and the others.

The two followed the Yueli Sect monks to the inventory area, took out the business cards and began to check them one by one.

"Yueli Zong Fanning..." A brightly dressed little girl appeared from the side. Before Ling You's alert radar could even sound, he heard the second half of her sentence.

"I'm from the Hehuan Sect, and I've long disliked those people who like to use others for gambling." The little girl's eyes curved, looking bright and cunning. "...But the bet they made this time has quite a few good things. How about you cooperate with me and we split it 50-50?"

Ling You pushed away her outstretched hand and leaned behind Fan Ning, looking like a vengeful spirit from nowhere, his eyes dark. "...What did you just say?"

The little girl quickly covered her face, her voice muffled, "Just pretend..."

"Pretending won't work," Ling You narrowed his eyes dangerously, deliberately threatening, "Just pretending won't work either. Even if it's just a small rumor, it won't work!"

"So stingy..." The little girl stared at them with her eyes wide open. She stepped back when she saw the situation was not going well, but she did not forget to make a face with the corner of her mouth. "Stingy guy, you are so jealous! I'm afraid Fan Ning can't stand it!"

Ling You: “…”

Ling You wanted to pretend he didn't hear anything, but when he saw the faces of the people watching the fun, he felt embarrassed and angry, and then he gritted his teeth, "Don't let me meet her in the competition——"

Fan Ning chuckled and grabbed Ling You's slightly hot face with both hands to block the gazes of others.

She didn't say anything, just looked at each other calmly, and Ling You's heart, which had been burned, was welcomed by the gentle rain.

"I'm really defeated by you," he sighed softly.