The White Moonlight Subdues Everyone with a Suona - Chapter 29
Chapter 29: Na Na Na Na Na
When Ji Bingyu beat her up earlier, her first step was to casually scoop up some dirt from the ground and stuff it into Yu Qianxue’s mouth, successfully gagging her at the very first moment.
Right after that, Pei Leye, Feng Feishuang, and the others immediately gathered around, surrounding the spot so tightly that not even the wind could leak through.
For a moment, it created the illusion that everyone was huddling together and conscientiously debating the Dao, which gave Ji Bingyu this window of opportunity.
She wasn’t a fool; how could she not know that after beating up an inner disciple of Piaomiao Peak, she would face retaliation from Master Qianming? What’s more, the Heaven’s Will had suddenly come online to warn Ji Bingyu that there were elders nearby.
Ji Bingyu hadn’t left unconsidered the option of letting Yu Qianxue off this time, returning to her peak, and making a plan before acting.
However, she also felt that doing so would be a little too timid and spineless.
As the saying goes: A debt unpaid is a coward’s trade.
Her Second Senior Sister, Shaoyang Yu, was so good to her, humoring and spoiling her at every turn. If she, Ji Bingyu, heard someone badmouthing Second Senior Sister outside and didn’t fight back, would she still be human?
Definitely not!
Besides, with all these schemes and counter-schemes, Ji Bingyu felt that her brain wasn’t cut out for it anyway.
Rather than getting entangled in them, it was better to embrace her true position.
What was the position of a suona among musical instruments?
A rogue!
And so, Ji Bingyu had delivered the beating with complete justification, right up until Master Qianming’s sudden furious roar, which finally stirred a tiny sliver of panic in her.
Looking at the five people floating down before her eyes—Chang Qingzi, Perfected Yunxiao, Master Qianming, Master Leshui, and Instructor Xu.
Unsurprisingly, Ji Bingyu noticed that her own master was indeed not among them.
Master Qianming walked briskly to Yu Qianxue’s side to check her injuries.
Seeing that nothing was seriously wrong with her and that she merely looked a bit wretched, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, only for a surge of rage to suddenly flare up!
The reason was none other than this:
Ji Bingyu—she specifically beat her in the face!
Enraged, Master Qianming stood up and took quick strides toward Ji Bingyu, only to find his two disciples, Xie Yu’an and Pei Leye, stepping up to block his way.
Pei Leye opened his mouth to persuade, “Master—”
“Stand down!”
Master Qianming whipped his head around, reprimanding harshly, “When someone else was bullying a member of Piaomiao Peak, you and your junior brother didn’t step forward. Are you stepping forward to block your master now?!”
Having grown up pampered, when had Pei Leye ever seen such a fierce display? Frightened, he shuddered.
By the time he turned back, Ji Bingyu had already walked up to Master Qianming.
“Master Qianming doesn’t need to be angry with them. I was the one who hit her.”
Now that the moment had arrived, Ji Bingyu was actually much calmer.
“I didn’t hit her without rhyme or reason. I have my reasons.”
“Reasons?”
Master Qianming looked as if he had heard something extremely laughable.
Letting out a cold snort, his face twitched once.
“Just because of those few sentences my disciple said, you hit her?”
“As far as I’m concerned, there was nothing wrong with what my disciple said.”
Truth be told, Master Qianming was fiercely protective of his own, especially since this Yu Qianxue was entrusted to him by an old acquaintance, making him all the more determined to shield her.
Ji Bingyu smiled and shook her head.
“Uncle Master, your words are mistaken.”
She pointed at Yu Qianxue, whose face was filled with panic and eyes brimming with tears, and said, “Uncle Master must have been watching for a while. Wasn’t it Senior Sister who first proposed to debate the Dao with me?”
Master Qianming choked for a second.
“So what if Qianxue proposed it? She was reasoning with you properly, so why did you have to lay hands on her?”
Ji Bingyu looked at Master Qianming in astonishment, putting on an innocent look.
“I was reasoning with her too!”
“Uncle Master, as the saying goes, a drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring. Senior Sister explained so many truths to me; if I didn’t return the favor, would I still be worthy of being human? I wouldn’t be worthy at all!”
Ji Bingyu raised her suona with a pained expression.
“This is a divine artifact I obtained in the Nine-Layered Heaven Pavilion! If it were anyone else, I wouldn’t even touch her with my suona. It’s only out of respect for you, Uncle Master, that I thought to repay Senior Sister a little and enlighten her!”
—
Hearing her put it that way… it actually sounded quite reasonable???
Standing off to the side with Feng Feishuang, Perfected Yunxiao really couldn’t hold back a chuckle.
Glancing sideways, she found that the Sect Master’s lips were also curving upward.
Even Master Qianming was nearly dizzy from Ji Bingyu’s chain of logic.
He froze for a full five seconds before finally breaking free from her train of thought.
What kind of bizarre logic was this?!
So the person being beaten was supposed to be overflowing with gratitude?!
“Ji Bingyu!!!”
Master Qianming’s face turned dark.
“I will give you one more chance. If you still don’t state the reason clearly, I will—”
“You will what?”
A crisp, clear voice suddenly sounded.
Master Qianming instinctively stepped back two paces.
In the next second, a familiar figure appeared before everyone.
A dark green inner robe under a vermilion outer cloak—such a rich and vibrant combination, yet it was completely grounded by his eyes, not looking the least bit out of place.
Looking at the back standing in front of her, Ji Bingyu couldn’t help marveling in her heart.
As expected of Master—every single entry is so cool and stylish!
Then, she unconsciously turned her gaze toward Master Qianming.
Dean, are you serious about taking those two steps back?
Master Qianming also seemed to realize the inappropriateness of his movement.
His face turned slightly pale as he forced himself to stay calm.
“Qingxu, aren’t you unwell and in need of quiet recuperation? Why have you left your peak time and again today?”
Rong Qingyuan raised his eyelids, swept a glance across everyone present, and suddenly let out a low sigh.
He turned to Ji Bingyu and patted her shoulder.
“Forgive me. It is your master’s incompetence that caused you to suffer such grievances.”
Pei Leye and the other disciples who had witnessed Ji Bingyu’s beating scene: ???
All the elders who had watched the whole process: ???
The melon-eating crowd who had just rushed over after hearing the news: ???
Everyone had a look of utter confusion, exchanging lost and bewildered glances, feeling like audience members who had wandered into the wrong theater and missed an entire section of the plot!
Ji Bingyu, however, was different.
As a qualified drama queen, it took her less than 0.000001 seconds to fully get Rong Qingyuan’s drift.
Coaxingly covering her face with her hand, she said mournfully, “This disciple doesn’t hold a grudge, Master. As long as you come, as long as you are willing to hurry over, as long as you still think of us disciples… no matter how much hardship we endure, we are completely willing.”
The smile at the corner of Rong Qingyuan’s lips deepened slightly.
Accompanied by a few low coughs, he let out a soft sigh.
“Rest assured, A-Yu. Your master will definitely seek justice for you!”
In the next second, Rong Qingyuan looked at Master Qianming, wearing a villain’s face while forcing out the delicate, pitiful demeanor of a delicate white lotus.
“Qianming, if you feel that there are still old grudges between us that haven’t been settled, then come to Xueyu Peak to find me. No matter how unwell my body is, I will settle them with you.”
Speaking up to this point, Rong Qingyuan paused and lowered his eyelashes, his whole person looking pale and frail.
“…Yet why trouble yourself to have your disciple make things difficult for my young disciple? They are still young and know nothing.”
Holy crap! Holy crap indeed!
Ji Bingyu watched Rong Qingyuan’s masterclass in supreme “green tea” manipulation with a stunned expression, her heart filled with immense shock.
For her master to take the path of a Sound Cultivator was simply a waste of talent! A talent like this should go into cultivating the Tea Dao!
Master Qianming’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Rong Qingyuan’s appearance was far too good-looking and persuasive, instantly causing countless onlookers among the disciples to turn sides.
Bearing the condemning gazes of countless people, Master Qianming felt he was immensely wronged.
“Qingxu, go ask your disciple! Was it not her who laid hands first?!”
Rong Qingyuan paused slightly, turning his head as his eyes cast downward.
The spring breeze gently brushed past his cheeks, bringing out his lofty and refined disposition even more, making him look completely unworldly.
“Was it you who laid hands first?”
Ji Bingyu blinked.
She knew that at a time like this, she must never admit to it, but telling a direct lie wasn’t realistic either, so she could only…
“It was Senior Sister who pulled on me first, insisting on talking about ‘entering the Dao.'”
Ji Bingyu lowered her hands and chilled her expression.
When she wore no expression at all, she remained the “white moonlight beauty” that lingered in the dreams of the new generation of disciples.
“At that time, I thought that hospitality was hard to refuse and since I was already here, I ought to show Senior Sister my divine artifact.”
“Who knew that Senior Sister would suddenly collapse onto the ground, and in the next second, Uncle Master Qianming would leap out pointing fingers at me…”
Speaking up to this point, Ji Bingyu suddenly stopped, blinking her eyes as she looked at Master Qianming.
“However, as someone who hasn’t even successfully entered the Dao, how could I possibly defeat Senior Sister Yu, a disciple who is nearly at Foundation Establishment?”
Rong Qingyuan smiled beautifully, looking at Master Qianming with the exact same gaze, repeating, “Indeed, why is that?”
Was it not because—!
Master Qianming almost blurted it out, but under the deterrent of the other several elders, he held his tongue in time.
Apart from Sect Master Chang Qingzi, the disciples of the other elders were all tangled up in this storm.
If they really dragged every detail out, everyone would probably be punished.
If nothing else, just Perfected Yunxiao getting serious would be enough for him to handle.
After all, law does not punish the crowd.
Master Qianming comforted himself as such. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and barely managed to quell his rage.
“You—”
His voice came to an abrupt halt.
At this very moment, no one paid attention to him anymore.
Everyone’s eyes were gathered on Ji Bingyu’s body.
Layers upon layers of spiritual Qi rippled outward in the air, actually causing the light and shadows to sway.
Not far away, the branches of the Cangwu trees moved without wind, as pure white petals rotated around that ethereal beauty in the air alongside the spiritual Qi.
At a glance, it looked almost as if speckles of moonlight were scattering downward.
Drawing Qi into the body…
Early stage of Qi Refining…
Middle stage of Qi Refining…
Late stage of Qi Refining…!
With her eyes closed, Ji Bingyu naturally couldn’t detect the astonished gazes of the onlookers.
She only felt her body suddenly become incomparably light and nimble, and even the exhaustion brought on by beating someone earlier had completely vanished!
To describe it in poetic terms, at this very moment, Ji Bingyu felt as though her meridians had been completely unblocked!
To put it simply and plainly, it was as if after getting a massage, she was currently lying in an air-conditioned room wrapped in a blanket eating watermelon.
Ah, so refreshed.
Ji Bingyu’s eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes.
First, she exchanged glances with her master, Rong Qingyuan, and after receiving an affirming look from him, she looked around at the others one by one.
Finally, Ji Bingyu’s gaze lingered between Master Qianming and Yu Qianxue.
She looked fixedly at Master Qianming and said slowly, “Uncle-Master, I have attained enlightenment.”
The familiar words.
The familiar tone.
The familiar person.
A bad premonition abruptly flared up in Master Qianming’s heart!
However, this time, he was still too late to stop her.
Ji Bingyu moved her gaze onto Yu Qianxue, looking as if she were talking to herself.
“So, one can enter the Dao like this!”
Enter the Dao like this?
Some of the watching disciples didn’t understand what was going on, but Pei Leye darted out from nowhere and began to share the story of what had just happened with everyone.
It had to be said that he was a natural storyteller.
He duplicated Ji Bingyu’s essence, discarding the refined parts to embrace the crude, and recounted the recent experience from start to finish.
With a strong emphasis on how Ji Bingyu “entered the Dao.”
In an instant, countless people looked toward Yu Qianxue, like a pack of vicious wolves spotting a fat sheep.
Yu Qianxue never expected that as a ruthless demon cultivator, there would actually come a day when she was looked at by people of the immortal cultivation path in a way that made her blood run cold???
This was so fucking ridiculous!
Yu Qianxue instinctively looked at the culprit.
Surrounded by the crowd, Ji Bingyu was smiling at her in an exceptionally eerie manner.
Seeing her look over, Ji Bingyu perked up so vigorously she looked like a goose that had just spotted a human, making Yu Qianxue unable to stop a wave of fear from creeping up.
The back of her head and forehead were still throbbing with pain, and Yu Qianxue felt as though she could still hear the shrieks by her ears every time that divine artifact struck her body earlier.
Ah— Ah—
The sound was so shrill and terrifying that it sent chills through one’s heart, being no less terrifying even when compared to the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons in the Demon Realm!
Yu Qianxue narrowed her eyes.
Heh, I truly underestimated this woman.
Ji Bingyu had absolutely no idea what kind of illusion she had created for others.
She felt extremely confident, believing her current expression must be sweet, well-behaved, and very endearing—didn’t you see her master, Rong Qingyuan, smiling even brighter?
And so, Ji Bingyu rubbed her hands together.
“Senior Sister, since you’re already here and it wasn’t easy getting here, come on over—”
She whispered a demonic whisper toward Yu Qianxue.
“Since we’re idle anyway, why don’t we continue our debate on the Dao?”
Master Qianming flew into a rage.
“Ji Bingyu! I see you completely fail to place me in your eyes!”
Rong Qingyuan suddenly raised his eyes, sizing up Master Qianming thoughtfully.
In the next second, he came to a realization.
“Does Master Qianming wish to give it a try too?”
“If you wish to try, then try. Though my body is weak, I can barely manage a few moves with you.”
Rong Qingyuan smiled as light as clouds and soft as wind, already condensing his natal spiritual artifact, the Fengshe Qin, in his hands.
The Qin in his hands was pure white all over, with only the tail glowing with glittering gold light, like stars falling from the night sky.
It was none other than the legendary Fengshe Qin, famed for “One melody slays ten thousand demons, one string startles the world.”
Master Qianming: “…”
This was truly a case of “if you try, you die”!
