The White Moonlight Subdues Everyone with a Suona - Chapter 27
Chapter 27: Na Na Na
To put it frankly, all jokes aside, Ji Bingyu didn’t take that matter as a joke.
Yes, she didn’t put Yu Qianxue on her mind at all.
To her, that incident was just one insignificant blip among thousands of minor details. Though the other party spewed sour and mocking words, it was nothing more than light rain to Ji Bingyu, not to mention she had already created “vegetable leaves out of thin air” to hit right back.
In short, in Ji Bingyu’s mind, the two of them were already square.
Yet to certain people, that was not the case.
A few days later, the spring sunshine was bright and radiant as before, and Ji Bingyu came to the Hall of Enlightenment once again.
This time, not only was Third Senior Brother Shen Hega with her, but Xie Yu’an, Feng Feishuang, Zhong Ziqi, and Pei Leye were also among the crowd.
The latter, in particular, waved his hand enthusiastically upon seeing Ji Bingyu, as if spotting a long-lost relative.
Ji Bingyu, “…”
She didn’t really want to admit she knew him.
Upon seeing Ji Bingyu, Feng Feishuang felt a surge of joy inside first, but then raised her chin, putting on the haughty air of a highborn young lady, “Hey, almost half a month has passed, why haven’t you drawn Qi into your body yet?”
“Don’t let word spread out later and make others think our Changqing Sect doesn’t even know how to teach disciples.”
Those words sounded so awkwardly roundabout.
Ji Bingyu raised her eyes drowsily and spoke sluggishly, “Oh.”
It wasn’t that she was being dismissive, but she was genuinely so sleepy.
Besides, Ji Bingyu knew what kind of person Feng Feishuang was.
You could say she was mouthy, brainless, direct, and even easily used as a pawn, but her nature was by no means bad.
At least she was different from someone like Yan Liusu, who would secretly spread rumors behind people’s backs to ruin Ji Bingyu’s reputation.
Seeing Ji Bingyu’s unbothered attitude, Feng Feishuang felt anger rise within her.
She held it in again and again, and just as she was on the verge of erupting, Pei Leye spoke up first.
He trotted over to Ji Bingyu’s side with a face full of trust, “It’s fine! Master Ji—Junior Sister Ji has a divine artifact in hand and is the top champion of this year’s trials. She definitely has great comprehension. Even if she’s a bit slow right now, it’s—it’s just—”
“Accumulating strength for a grand breakthrough.”
Zhong Ziqi glanced at Pei Leye with disdain, then swept his eyes over Feng Feishuang, before finally landing his gaze on Ji Bingyu’s face.
He rolled his eyes slightly, “Heh, women—they’re nothing but trouble.”
This was Zhong Ziqi’s habitual phrase. Born from personal experience, he still fundamentally looked down on women in his bones.
Feng Feishuang frowned and took a step forward to question, “What do you mean by that?”
Zhong Ziqi lifted his eyelids, his tone equally aggressive, “You know very well what I mean. Heh, as if no one knows about your relationship with Xuanyuan Fentian?”
“Bickering over nothing but petty nonsense.” Zhong Ziqi gave a cold laugh, “You women are always like this—no sense of the bigger picture at all.”
Ji Bingyu knew that Zhong Ziqi had a conflict with Xuanyuan Fentian.
Zhong Ziqi couldn’t stand his family’s subservient attitude toward the Xuanyuan family, while Xuanyuan Fentian directly treated Zhong Ziqi as a lackey.
When they met during the trials, Xuanyuan Fentian demanded talismans from him without the slightest politeness, causing Zhong Ziqi to explode so hard he didn’t even want to continue the trials, chasing him down to beat him.
That was precisely the reason behind the scene Ji Bingyu had witnessed when she first met Zhong Ziqi.
Later, Ji Bingyu learned that Zhong Ziqi’s father was weak and cowardly, and the one who came up with the idea to force Zhong Ziqi to make friends with Xuanyuan Fentian was actually the Grand Lady of the Zhong family.
Coupled with the internal struggles he witnessed in his youth, Zhong Ziqi already lacked goodwill toward women. Seeing Feng Feishuang’s domneering and overbearing manner at this moment, it was entirely expected for disgust to rise within him.
Furthermore, Feng Feishuang had always been close with Xuanyuan Fentian, so it was only normal for Zhong Ziqi to vent his anger on her.
However, knowing was one thing and understanding was another—what did any of that have to do with Ji Bingyu?
Ji Bingyu furrowed her brows, sensing that things were not so simple.
As a woman, and as Zhong Ziqi’s friend, she felt it necessary to correct his flawed thinking.
Thus, Ji Bingyu pulled back Feng Feishuang, whose face was red with anger, crossed her arms over her chest, looked Zhong Ziqi up and down with slanted eyes, and mimicked Eldest Senior Brother Li Fuqing’s usual smile, wickedly curling the corner of her lips.
“Oh? Men.”
Zhong Ziqi felt his hair stand on end under her gaze, “Wh-What are you doing!”
Ji Bingyu curled her lips into a wicked smirk, “Girl, stop being so stubborn. That sentence you just said was just trying to seduce me—I get it.”
Zhong Ziqi looked appalled, “I didn’t!”
Ji Bingyu raised an eyebrow with even more wicked charm, “Heh, girl, the eyes don’t lie. I admit your little tricks have successfully seduced me.”
Zhong Ziqi grew anxious and shook his head frantically, “I didn’t!”
Ji Bingyu’s entire face was practically dancing with wicked charm, “Girl, you’re just talking out of anger. I don’t believe you.”
For the rest of the entire class, no matter what Zhong Ziqi said, Ji Bingyu shut him down with two lines: “You’re talking out of anger, I don’t believe you,” and “Heh, man, stop playing hard to get.”
Apart from that, during any remaining moments when talking wasn’t an option, Ji Bingyu simply stared at Zhong Ziqi with a meaningful gaze.
Whenever their eyes met, her facial features would begin to dance with wicked charm, driving Zhong Ziqi practically insane!
He had never seen such a woman!
No, not a woman—he had never seen such a person in his life!
At this moment, Zhong Ziqi finally recalled the fear of having his “ashes scattered” by Ji Bingyu during the trials.
Meanwhile, Ji Bingyu grew braver as the battle raged on, finding long-lost amusement in this pursuit.
The moment the Talisman Class ended, she leaned in, “Girl, why are you ignoring me? Shy? Don’t be—”
“Ji Bingyu!” Zhong Ziqi gritted his teeth, “I was wrong! I apologize!”
“Please, I beg you, stop this!”
After being tormented by Ji Bingyu like this for a whole class, even Feng Feishuang’s anger had dissipated significantly, and she cast a look of deep sympathy toward Zhong Ziqi.
Of all the people to mess with, why did he have to provoke someone like Ji Bingyu, whose brain wiring wasn’t quite normal?
Feng Feishuang silently prayed for Zhong Ziqi in her heart for 0.0000001 seconds, and then went back to gloating.
Serves him right for bullying her earlier! He brought it on himself!
Ji Bingyu reined in all her wicked charm and said persuasively, “Know what you did wrong? Come on, tell me where you went wrong.”
Zhong Ziqi, “?”
He felt Ji Bingyu’s tone was somewhat off, but to save himself from further inhuman mental torture, Zhong Ziqi immediately said, “I shouldn’t have said those words earlier.”
Once those words were out, the following sentences flowed much more smoothly.
“I shouldn’t have used such a contemptuous tone to mention the word ‘women,’ nor should I have blindly speculated about the relationship between Senior Sister Feng and others.”
The more Zhong Ziqi spoke, the smoother it became, until in the end, he actually cupped his fists toward Feng Feishuang, “This was Ziqi’s fault. If Senior Sister wishes to punish me, Ziqi will have no complaints whatsoever.”
According to age and the relationship between the masters of their respective peaks, Zhong Ziqi indeed ought to address Feng Feishuang as “Senior Sister.”
Feng Feishuang was startled by his sudden sincerity and subconsciously waved her hand, saying repeatedly, “No need, no need! Junior Brother Ziqi is being far too polite. As a senior sister, I was also in the wrong; I shouldn’t have had such a bad tone earlier and caused misunderstandings.”
Ji Bingyu said with relief, “That’s more like it. You see, when others make wild assumptions about you, it doesn’t feel good either. Empathize a little, and never do something like this again.”
Xie Yu’an’s lips twitched as he watched this scene, letting out a deep sigh.
He always felt that ever since coming to Changqing Sect, his IQ had been dragged down quite a bit.
If such a thing had happened in the past, Xie Yu’an’s first reaction would definitely have been to weigh the pros and cons, carefully observe the relationship between the Feng family and the Zhong family, and fish in troubled waters to see if he could gain greater benefits for himself.
Now, Xie Yu’an just wanted to sit quietly at a table, brew a cup of hot tea, let others play around, and peacefully watch the world go by with a smile.
When this thought popped into his head, Xie Yu’an couldn’t help feeling a bit bewildered.
In the past, he had never entertained such thoughts of being content with the status quo and lacking ambition.
Ji Bingyu didn’t notice Xie Yu’an’s unusually silent state for the moment.
Seeing that the two had cleared the air, she let out a long sigh of relief in her heart and stepped forward to pat Zhong Ziqi’s shoulder.
“Well then, girl—”
Shit! She spoke without thinking and forgot to correct herself in time!
Sure enough, in the next second, Zhong Ziqi turned around, gritting his teeth, “Ji Bingyu!”
He was so enraged that he lost his mind, temporarily forgetting all gentlemanly demeanor as he cursed, “Fuck your dad!”
Such vulgar words shouldn’t have been uttered by anyone sitting here, but Zhong Ziqi was different. Due to infighting among his family’s wives and concubines, he had once been sent to the poorest and most miserable place in the mortal realm.
While witnessing the hardships of the world, he had also picked up plenty of vulgar slang.
Just at this moment, the Sanskrit bell sounded, symbolizing the beginning of the cultivation class. Many disciples were arriving indoors one after another, and during this precise moment of silence, Zhong Ziqi’s shout sounded exceptionally jarring.
And after he finished speaking, Ji Bingyu lowered her eyes and fell into deep thought, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
From an outsider’s perspective, it actually looked as though she was silently sobbing.
Zhong Ziqi was at a loss, “I didn’t mean it like that!”
Having never comforted anyone before, he raised his head helplessly, begging his friends for help.
Shen Hege was in a different classroom, Xie Yu’an was staring at Ji Bingyu in silence, and Pei Leye looked like he lacked brain cells.
At this very moment, the only person Zhong Ziqi could rely on was actually Feng Feishuang?
Having just cursed at someone and now needing their help, even Zhong Ziqi felt embarrassed.
Fortunately, Feng Feishuang didn’t mind.
She walked over to Ji Bingyu in three steps made into two, saying nervously, “Don’t—” cry.
Feng Feishuang wasn’t able to finish her words, falling silent as well.
Instructor Xu, who had rushed over, clearly heard that sentence too.
He had originally been walking at a leisurely pace along the path when a female disciple suddenly came to report that several disciples were arguing.
Only then did Instructor Xu hurry over to the Hall of Enlightenment ahead of time.
The reporting female disciple was none other than Yu Qianxue.
She was not the real Yu Qianxue, but a member of the Demon Race disguised to infiltrate Changqing Sect.
Her mission was to muddy the waters by any means necessary—in short, to deepen the rift among the new generation of Changqing Sect disciples as much as possible, ensuring they never united as one.
After her previous attempt to incite conflict between Ji Bingyu and Piaomiao Peak failed, Yu Qianxue hadn’t given up.
She had laid low for a few days and finally found an opportunity again.
Weren’t Master Qingxu of Xueyu Peak and Master Leshui of Shouren Peak on decent terms? So what would happen if their disciples started fighting?
The more Yu Qianxue thought about it, the happier she felt, standing behind Instructor Xu on the verge of bursting out laughing.
Utter nonsense!
Instructor Xu was just about to open his mouth to scold them, but the moment he uttered a single sound, he saw Ji Bingyu—the female disciple he thought was “delicately weeping”—jerk her head up.
Her face, which should have been covered in tears, was actually full of excitement.
Instructor Xu: ???
“Brilliant! Simply brilliant!”
There were still physiological tears at the corners of Ji Bingyu’s eyes, yet her expression was incomparably thrilled.
Instructor Xu and the surrounding crowd froze together, only to see Ji Bingyu take a step forward and slap her hand heavily onto Zhong Ziqi’s shoulder.
“We’ll do just as you said!”
Caught between extreme grief and extreme joy, Zhong Ziqi was completely bewildered, “I—what did I say?”
Ji Bingyu said, “Your last sentence!”
Zhong Ziqi said, “‘I didn’t mean it like that’?”
Ji Bingyu: “No! The sentence before that!”
Zhong Ziqi realized with a flash of understanding and whispered softly, “I—’Fuck your dad’?”
Ji Bingyu said decisively, “Good brother! It’s a deal then!”
