The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits-Chapter 190 - 194: The Happy Life of the Second-Generation Rich (5)
Chapter 190: Chapter 194: The Happy Life of the Second-Generation Rich (5)
The boy, known as Xu Qingchuan, clumsily wiped his face and then, like a flying sword racing swiftly, threw himself onto Su Li.
Su Li, startled, watched the snot almost dripping into the little boy’s mouth and couldn’t bear to imagine that sticky liquid sticking to her. Instinctively, she dodged to the side, her eyes showing clear disgust.
Overwhelmed with excitement and finding no one in his arms, Xu Qingchuan looked up in confusion, "Mom..."
His emotions teetered on the edge of control. He hadn’t been like this when others bullied him before, but after all, he was only five now. He decided he would cry just this one more time today.
Seeing the child’s mouth start to pout and his eyes close as he was about to let out another cry, Su Li panicked.
She could no longer concern herself with the little snotty brat she so detested and clumsily embraced the child, gently patting his back, "There, there, no more crying, okay..."
"Er, I won’t cry, I’m not crying..." Xu Qingchuan hiccupped, his mouth saying he wouldn’t cry, but tears kept flowing as if trying to drain away all the grievances he had suffered.
He still remembered the warmth of his mother’s gentle touch on his head when she left, having promised to return soon, yet he had waited for so, so long.
Everyone else said his mother was already dead, even his father impatiently told him to call that woman mother.
But he had a mother, and there was only one mother. How could he call another woman mother?
Although he knew this would enrage his father, who would then ignore him even more, he still wanted to stick to what he believed.
His mother loved him the most and would never abandon him. See, he had been waiting, and now she had come.
Xu Qingchuan buried his head in Su Li’s embrace, took a deep breath, his mouth curving into a smile, a smile so filled with joy.
Su Li noticed the movement in her arms and couldn’t help but smile as well, not even minding so much the sticky snot from the little brat that clung to her.
While Su Li and Xu Qingchuan had a tender moment, a group of young disciples knelt beneath her feet.
The disciples in front of her almost knelt themselves into a hole, but seeing that the Daoist Lord before them hadn’t spoken, they dared not stop, fraught with fear.
Who had spread the rumor that Xu Qingchuan was disliked by Lord Changli and his current Daoist couple and that he had lost his biological mother?
Was the Daoist Lord before them a demon?
If they had known earlier, they would not have been tempted by some low-level elixir pills. If they managed to survive this, they would never be greedy again.
Moments ago, Su Li had been warm and gentle, but when she turned to face the disciples before her, she was like a murderous spirit embodied, and with just one glance, the figures beneath her stiffened, the sounds on the solid slate floor growing even louder.
They waited desperately for their final judgment, their pleas for mercy fading into silence.
With but a thought from Su Li, the lives of these young disciples could vanish in an instant.
After all, they were just a few Qi Refinement Realm outer disciples; if they died, they died—no one would offend a Daoist Lord over the lives of a few young disciples.
Suddenly, Su Li flashed a radiant smile, playfully flicked off Xu Qingchuan who clung to her like an octopus, raised her eyebrows, and said, "You do have some nerve, but..."
Su Li’s voice trailed off seductively, "If you tell me who directed you to do this, I’ll of course only go after the person behind the scenes..."
The oldest of the kneeling disciples at the very front, grasped a great hope from the words that Su Li left unsaid, followed by an even deeper sense of despair.
Looking at the outcome, it seemed like there was really only one way this would end: death.
"How come the person behind the scenes has such great energy? You don’t dare to speak?" Su Li’s voice carried a trace of spiritual power, conveying a provocative emotion.
One could see the disciple’s eyes flickering with struggle, until finally, he steeled his heart and shouted loudly, "It’s Fairy Hong, she told us to give Xu Qingchuan a harder time, Lord Changli had the same intention, they don’t wish for their own child’s path in cultivation to be too smooth..."
Once these words were out, the rest came out much more easily.
Even if Fairy Hong had Lord Changli forcibly use elixir pills to boost her cultivation, she was still only at the Great Perfection of the Late-stage Foundation Establishment, yet standing behind her was a genuine Daoist Lord.
Sandwiched between two Daoist Lords, one felt their end wouldn’t be too pleasant, it was just a matter of sooner or later.
The male disciple, with blood on his forehead, tremblingly spoke quite coherently, "Fairy Hong said that Junior Xu’s aptitude is too poor, and despite his young age, his nature is too arrogant..."
"Shut up." A harsh shout rang out, deafening.
A figure approached swiftly from a distance, flying over rapidly.
Accompanying the voice that interrupted the young disciple was a dazzling magic spell.
If it weren’t for Su Li waving his hand to shield the young disciple, that disciple might have been splattered with blood on the spot.
The leading male disciple was also frightened badly by the sudden threat of death, yet in the next moment, with fierce eyes, he spoke recklessly, "They say Fairy Hong is a gentle, kind soul, but from what I see, she can’t even tolerate a child of five, her intentions are clearly cruel."
"How dare you, to openly slander a Daoist Lord’s daoist couple, your sin deserves death." The middle-aged man who appeared before Su Li and the others, wearing a purple daoist robe and a glossed crown on his head, seemed to be around forty years old.
The arrival was none other than the Master of Kunlun Mountain, Lord Changyuan.
Su Li laughed angrily, "To which daoist couple of Fairy Hong are you referring?"
It was at that moment Lord Changyuan realized his slip of the tongue, filled with regret, as he was facing none other than Immortal Su, Lord Changli’s daoist couple...
"Immortal Su." Lord Changyuan awkwardly chuckled, "You shouldn’t readily believe the empty words of this young disciple."
Even Lord Changyuan himself found his words shameless.
He cursed Xu Huaiying in his heart over and over again.
What is this mess? Didn’t he say that Su Li had gone to the Secret Realm and had fallen?
Otherwise, their sect would not have readily agreed to his request to marry Hong Qingqing within a mere year.
Their Kunlun Mountain still sought to maintain dignity.
"It’s just a few disciples telling the truth, why must you take it out on them?" Su Li flicked his fingers, and several elixir pills with a strong fragrance appeared before the severely injured disciples.
The male disciple at the forefront thought his life was over today; he couldn’t have imagined such a turnaround.
Overjoyed, he stuffed the elixir pills into his mouth with the fastest speed he had ever mustered.
The quality of these pills was evidently very high; nine strands of radiant golden light revolved around the pills, with a refreshing, potent fragrance that, upon a single whiff, made one feel a burst of mental clarity and invigoration.
These young disciples had never seen such fine elixir pills before, and seeing their leading senior brother quickly put them into his mouth, they followed suit.
Otherwise, with their status, they definitely couldn’t have kept them.
