I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Chapter 46: The Trouble Qin Yiyao Hates

Qin Yiyao didn't want the destruction of the Black Forest Gang to be easily linked to her, or even to that new medical clinic in the south of the city.

In this way, her master Gu Heng can preserve the tranquility he desires, and her original intention to enter the mortal world and cultivate her mind, so that if someone comes looking for her, her master will inevitably be unhappy.

Thinking this, Qin Yiyao went down the mountain along the way she came.

Then, halfway there, she saw three or four young men coming towards her, only a few years older than her. Qin Yiyao frowned and looked closely, only to find that these young men were all wearing the blue robes of the Nianling Sect.

He is a disciple of the Nianling Sect who came out for training.

This is not surprising; Qin Yiyao has seen it before.

The sect leader of Nianling Sect is quite influential in the surrounding cities. As far as Qin Yiyao knows, the three major families in Yunling City send considerable tribute to Nianling Sect every year. Even ordinary people in the south of the city come to pay homage when Nianling Sect members come down from the mountain. Many wealthy families in the major cities are also willing to send their young masters and ladies to Nianling Sect for training.

This is because the sect leader and the supreme elder of the Nianling Sect are Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

In such a place, cultivators at the Integration Stage are already extremely powerful.

Qin Yiyao didn't want to have anything to do with these people, and was just about to walk around them to the other side when she saw that they had already spotted her and were walking towards her.

"Tsk..."

She frowned.

……

Looking at the Black Forest Mountain, Wu Jie could smell an overwhelming stench of blood. He was the grandson of Wu Rong, the third elder of the Nianling Sect. He had brought these disciples out today for training, and among them was a pretty female disciple. Wu Jie also intended to impress her, so he had specifically accepted a mission from the sect to come here and deal with the gang called "Black Forest Gang".

According to his understanding, the strongest member of the Black Forest Gang, the gang leader Huang Su, was only a Core Formation Stage 10 cultivator with a lot of exaggeration.

Wu Jie himself was already at the seventh level of Core Formation. With this ordinary eighth-grade sword and protective armor, dealing with Huang Su would definitely be a piece of cake.

After dealing with the Black Forest Gang, this female disciple would naturally fall into his hands and become another of his playthings.

But what he didn't expect was...

Has something happened to the Black Forest Gang?

Along the way, he saw many dead, all of them killed with a single sword strike to the throat. The person who struck them was probably no weaker than him!

When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, Wu Jie also felt that the Black Forest Gang had probably already been beaten to it and wiped out.

The sect mission was dropped, which didn't matter to him. The key issue was that he lost the opportunity to demonstrate his strength in front of this female disciple, which made him a little unhappy.

and……

Wu Jie's gaze suddenly stopped on the mountain path in front of him.

A slender and graceful figure walked down the aisle, wearing a light blue and white gauze dress that accentuated her delicate and flawless, aloof face. Compared to her, Wu Jie suddenly felt that the female disciple beside him was really ordinary and mediocre.

She is a delicate, aloof, and fragile flower.

Upon closer inspection, she was only at the second level of Foundation Establishment. She must have accidentally wandered into some young lady's home in this Black Forest Mountain.

Wu Jie's eyes immediately lit up with enthusiasm. He stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Young lady, why are you here alone?"

"It's none of your business." Qin Yiyao glanced at him and then looked away.

He's just a spoiled brat.

She noticed it immediately.

Wu Jie's gaze grew increasingly intense; he only found it interesting when he knew how to refuse.

He spoke gently and earnestly, "Young lady, it's very dangerous for you to be here alone in this desolate wilderness!"

“There was a vicious Black Forest Gang on this mountain, and it seems to have been wiped out. If you are caught by them, who knows what will happen to you. Why don’t you come with me back to the Nianling Sect? I will guarantee you can become the disciple of the Third Elder.”

Wu Jie reached out his groping hand and tried to put it on Qin Yiyao's shoulder.

Relying on his elder grandfather, he was naturally fearless. This little girl at the second level of Foundation Establishment was weak and definitely hadn't seen much of the world. His words were sure to be attractive enough!

"If you take another inch, you'll be done for." Qin Yiyao's cold voice was like a bucket of cold water poured on him, forcing his hand to freeze in place.

Wu Jie never expected that he would be rejected!

His grandfather was one of the three Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the Nianling Sect. In this area, the Nianling Sect was invincible! Which of the noble ladies or commoner girls he had his eye on, or even the female disciples of the Nianling Sect, dared to say no to him?

This brat, only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, dares to speak to him like that!?

With a talent like that, she wouldn't even be assigned to clean the latrines in the Nianling Sect!

Instantly, a look of anger flashed across his face: "Do you know who I am? It's your good fortune that I've taken a liking to you. If you want to refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, then I guarantee you'll suffer!"

"Ha!" Qin Yiyao scoffed coldly, "You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!"

"soy Mujer!"

Wu Jie, impatient and agitated, unleashed a powerful palm strike. A tremendous force surged from the palm wind, instantly engulfing Qin Yiyao as if to devour her!

He didn't aim for her face; after all, if he hurt her face, it wouldn't be fun.

Moreover, there's no need to be serious when dealing with a Foundation Establishment Stage 2 girl; she'll definitely be too scared to move.

Qin Yiyao's eyes flashed with a cold light, and she unleashed a sword beam, instantly condensing sword energy!

Blood splattered everywhere!

When Wu Jie finally realized what was happening, he discovered that his hand had been severed cleanly at the root!

"what!"

His screams echoed through the silent mountains and forests.

The disciples nearby were terrified when they saw their senior brother's attempt to flirt fail, only to have his sword-wielding right hand severed by the girl. Had this girl gone mad?

The Third Elder of the Nianling Sect only had this one grandson, and he was extremely protective of him. Even the Sect Master had to show him some favoritism to avoid upsetting the Third Elder.

But now, the hand that held the sword has been cut off?

For a moment, they felt only fear.

If this matter gets back to the Nianling Sect, the Third Elder will be furious and will probably take his anger out on them first!

If the elders wanted to kill these lowly, talentless new disciples, it would be incredibly easy, and the sect leader wouldn't even bother with it.

"How dare you..." Wu Jie was in excruciating pain, sweat pouring down his forehead. He stared in horror at his severed hand and roared, "Kill her! Kill her! Do it now!"

"Hurry up and kill her!"

Upon hearing Wu Jie's roar, the Nianling Sect disciples dared not move at all, because as soon as Qin Yiyao's sword was pointed at them, they felt a chill envelop their entire bodies, and their hands and feet trembled.

Then--

They discovered that this seemingly thin and frail girl was actually very fast!

She didn't draw her sword, but her figure flashed by like a ghost. In just a moment, the disciples all fell to the ground, clutching their chests, their faces pale.

Each of them was more powerful than her, one of them even had reached the Core Formation stage, yet they couldn't even fully see how she made her move.

Foundation Establishment Stage 2? When did you become so powerful?

"I won't kill you, just leave me alone."

Then, Qin Yiyao glanced indifferently at Wu Jie.

With red eyes, Wu Jie endured the pain and said, "You vile woman... I am Wu Jie! My grandfather is the Third Elder of the Nianling Sect! If you dare to hurt me, you are dead..." He seemed to be waiting to see the look of fear on Qin Yiyao's face.

Then I was disappointed.

The only expression Qin Yiyao showed was one of sarcasm.

"Fine, tell your grandpa that you had your hand chopped off by a little girl at the second stage of Foundation Establishment. Let everyone know that you, this piece of trash, can't even beat a girl at the Foundation Establishment stage."

Qin Yiyao casually tossed out a sentence.

Upon hearing this, Wu Jie's face turned purplish-red!

That despicable woman!

He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Fine! You just wait!"

A sinister glint flashed in his eyes. He picked up his severed hand and ran away without looking back. The disciples didn't care anymore and could only slink away with him.

After saying that, he turned and ran.

Qin Yiyao scoffed dismissively, "Fool. Only when your grandfather arrives can we deal with both the young and the old, cutting all ties cleanly!"

She hadn't planned to have anything to do with the Nianling Sect, but now that spoiled brat had come crawling to her, she couldn't stand it anymore.

The old man might be too strong for me to defeat right now, but I still have my master.

However, Qin Yiyao still had to go back quickly.

It's noon now, and maybe if we go back we'll still be able to catch Master's meal.

……

Three poles in the sun.

In front of the clinic, Gu Heng saw the old man carrying a signboard as he walked towards them.

"Hey, this old man, he gets the work done pretty fast."

Gu Heng sighed as he went to greet him, saying, "Mr. Gu, why did you come in person?"

He admired the old man's stamina. At his age, he could still carry the plaque from the west of the city to the south and hand it to him in person. Putting everything else aside, his dedication to providing door-to-door service deserved praise.

Old Gu looked around Gu Heng's clinic and nodded.

"Young Master Gu, this clinic looks really good."

"That's ridiculous."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the old man placed the plaque on the ground, rubbed his hands together, and looked somewhat nervous.

Gu Heng walked over and examined the plaque. To be honest, the plaque was even better made than he had imagined. It was made of sandalwood, with strong and vigorous characters. The characters were covered with gold paint, making it look very grand.

Moreover, the font itself has a certain artistic conception of his calligraphy.

His "calligraphy" skills were truly "divine." This shows that the old man's understanding and proficiency in calligraphy were quite good; even in mere imitation, he could achieve a fairly similar feel.

The more he looked, the more he admired it, and he said with a smile, "Mr. Gu Gu is indeed quite skilled."

Old Gu became even more excited and ashamed: "Young Master Gu, you flatter me. I have been looking at your calligraphy for several days before I have gained any understanding of it."