Chapter 271: Chapter 262: One Misses, One Loves

In this regard, the help from Flying Phoenix Hall was crucial.

Women hold up half the sky, and right now, the most famous figures in Thunderlight Hall were undoubtedly Hu Jing and Yang Ying.

"Sister Ying, thank you for everything during this time. I really don’t know what I would have done without you."

Hu Jing and Yang Ying often cleaned Wang Meng’s small thatched hut. When the two were busy with their cultivation, they would arrange for others to do it. For the disciples of Thunderlight Hall, this was considered an honor.

"The Ancestral Masters seem to be leaning toward supporting Zhao Guang. The Zhao Family’s power has indeed grown rapidly lately. I’m afraid Gongsun Wuqing won’t be able to hold out for much longer," Yang Ying said.

"I know. But that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Gongsun Wuqing is a talented man."

Hu Jing said with a smile.

"What do you mean?" Yang Ying was slightly taken aback.

Hu Jing nodded. It was only a matter of time before Gongsun Wuqing was defeated. Once he lost power, given Zhao Guang’s vengeful nature, he would definitely not let Gongsun Wuqing off easy. Gongsun Wuqing’s only choice would be to seek refuge with Thunderlight Hall.

"It’s a double-edged sword."

Hu Jing gave a helpless smile. "That certain someone just up and left, wiping his hands clean of it all. What can I do? I can only do my best."

"The Ma Family really paid a hefty price to send Ma Tian’Er to the Great Yuan Realm this time. The Zhao Family is making big moves. The most pressing issue right now isn’t Gongsun Wuqing, but that Zhao Lingxuan is going to Dao Guang Hall." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Yang Ying said, "The Main Hall has two great geniuses: one is Li Tianyi, and the other is Zhao Lingxuan. It’s said that Zhao Lingxuan’s talent even surpasses Li Tianyi’s. Plus, she’s a member of the Zhao Family. If she goes to Dao Guang Hall, Zhao Guang will be like a tiger that’s grown wings."

Hu Jing smiled faintly. "I’ve heard about that, too. But it’s not without a silver lining. It seems Zhao Lingxuan is interested in coming to Thunderlight Hall."

Yang Ying was stunned. "How is that possible? Ancestor Master Zhao would never agree. Besides, Zhao Lingxuan..."

"Zhao Lingxuan is from the Zhao Family, but what matters is who she’s closest to. Besides being a good fighter, that certain someone also has a knack for charming beautiful women. He won over our most beautiful Sister Ying and even enticed that little girl. Zhao Lingxuan secretly came to me, asking me to figure something out. She said she wants to help that certain someone, and from what I can tell, she means it."

"That man... he’s a menace wherever he goes."

"Tell me about it. And Zhao Lingxuan, that little girl, how old is she? She seems even more anxious than us. The excuse is easy enough to find, though. For the Zhao Family, it’s an opportunity to gain more control over Thunderlight Hall. They’ll take whatever they can get."

Hu Jing winked. Who would have thought that Miss Zhao, Zhao Lingxuan, was a sleeper agent in the enemy camp?

At the mention of that certain someone, the longing hidden in Yang Ying’s heart couldn’t help but surface. "I heard Senior Brother Liang died in battle. The Great Yuan Realm is fraught with peril. I just hope everything goes smoothly for him."

"Sister Ying, don’t you worry. In the mortal world, there’s a creature called a cockroach. Its life force is incredibly tenacious, and its adaptability is unparalleled. Wang Meng is exactly that type—you can’t squash him or beat him down. We should be glad he’s not out there bullying others. What I’m worried about is him fooling around with other women."

Hu Jing said, looking at Yang Ying. But Yang Ying was very calm. "I’m not worried about him chasing after flowers. I just don’t know if the flowers will be chasing after him."

The two shared a knowing smile. "Little Jing, is there anyone you have your eye on?"

Hu Jing chuckled. "I’d like to find someone, but all the guys around here are duds. I’ll just have to bear with it. Besides, I’m too busy to even think about it right now."

「At the Cultivation Academy」

On the way back, Wang Meng sneezed again and again. Fan Hong, beside him, remarked with great feeling, "One sneeze means someone’s thinking of you. Two means someone’s in love with you."

"Then what about three?"

"One’s thinking, one’s in love. Duh."

In the magnificent Cultivation Academy, Wang Meng and Fan Hong were typical plebs among cultivators. To be frank, Fan Hong wasn’t too bad off. Although the Dharma Flower Sect’s ranking was relatively low, he was, at least, the Sect Leader’s disciple. Moreover, the Dharma Flower Sect’s Sect Leader was also a member of the Star Alliance. According to Fan Hong’s Five Elements personality theory, if he were Metal or Earth Element, he could still leverage his status even if he wasn’t well-liked in the Dharma Flower Sect. Unfortunately, he was Wood Element.

The two were laughing and chatting when Fan Hong’s face suddenly turned pale.

A few people were walking toward them, laughing and talking. One of them had his arm wrapped brazenly around a girl.

The Cultivation Academy was home to all sorts of cultivators from different worlds, countless sects, and with different cultivation methods. Their codes of conduct varied greatly, but here, as long as you followed the academy’s rules, you could do as you pleased. Strength determined everything.

Where Wang Meng came from, probably only disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect would act like this. The man’s hand was even more audacious, roaming and groping under her clothes.

Wang Meng thought the girl looked a little familiar, though he was certain he didn’t know her. ’But why...?’ When he saw the look on Fan Hong’s face, Wang Meng’s memory wasn’t so bad that he couldn’t put it together, especially given how Fan Hong had described her in such detail and with such longing. Wasn’t this the junior sister from the Dharma Flower Sect he always talked about?

’A slender waist you could wrap a hand around, a beautiful face... No matter how I look at her, she seems like the gentle, elegant type. A real catch. But how could a girl like her... I remember Fan Hong praising her to the heavens. How could she be at the Cultivation Academy? ...Then again, Fan Hong never actually said where she was.’

Seeing Fan Hong, the girl across from them also froze, clearly not expecting to run into him. The man beside her immediately felt her body stiffen. The girl struggled slightly, which only seemed to pique the man’s interest even more.

"Little Jingjing, who’s this? Aren’t you going to introduce us?"

"Let’s go..."

"Go? Go where!" The tall, handsome cultivator forcefully pulled Chan Jing back.

"L-Little Jing, who... who is this?" Fan Hong’s face was beet red, and he could barely get the words out.

"Senior Brother Fan, he’s my friend, Dragon War from the Celestial Dragon Sect. Brother Long," Chan Jing said with her head lowered, utterly ashamed.

"You... take your hand off her!"

Dragon War completely ignored Fan Hong. Instead, his hand moved up more brazenly, squeezing hard. It was clearly painful for Chan Jing, but she gritted her teeth and endured it.

"So you’re Fan Hong from the Dharma Flower Sect. You piece of trash. Did you know my Celestial Dragon Sect ranks in the top one hundred? It’s Chan Jing’s good fortune to be with me. Right, my little treasure?"

Dragon War said domineeringly.

Fan Hong was so angry he was about to make a move, but Wang Meng pulled him back. ’Even if we’re going to fight, now isn’t the time. What is this woman up to?’

"Heh, at least the kid next to you knows what’s good for him. With your piddling skills, you think you can challenge me? If it weren’t for my baby’s sake today, I would’ve already crippled you!"

Dragon War boasted arrogantly. He was a Demon Cultivator by origin, and Demon Cultivators loved nothing more than to mess with female disciples from Saint Cultivator sects, like the Dharma Flower Sect.

Back in the Small Thousand Realm, it wasn’t so easy. But at the Cultivation Academy, it was much simpler. Here, everything came down to personal strength and the strength of one’s sect. And the Celestial Dragon Sect could bully plenty of people.

"Senior Brother Fan, I’m sorry. Please forget about me," Chan Jing said, biting her lip. Tears welled in her eyes, as if she were suffering a great injustice.