Chapter 0075

Chapter 75: Lian Han Xing: Little Tang Qi, Take Him Down!

Chen Ling’er put her whole weight into the strike and knocked Tang Qi off balance. Xia Hong Xiu stood by, stunned. In her memory, the senior sister had never hit Tang Qi before. This was the first time.

Tang Qi was dazed, clutching his face, unable to accept it: “You dare hit me? Even my father never hit me!”

Chen Ling’er answered coldly, like a stranger: “Of course. You’re an orphan.”

The turn was so sharp that Tang Qi was caught flat-footed. [Wasn’t I her favorite? For me, she even gave up her principles to target Zhou Tong. Why, after I planted the Love Gu, is she worse to me than before? Are women really this fickle?]

He snarled inside and drove the Love Gu harder: “I won’t forgive you!”

Chen Ling’er’s face changed at once. A strong wave swept through her body and dragged her along. Her long legs bent and trembled tight together, and her body turned several times more sensitive. She bit her lip hard: “No… stop it. What is happening to me?”

She fought the pull with all she had. At the same time, she kept telling herself in her heart: [The one I should care for and make up to is Zhou Tong. I cannot waver.]

But no matter how she struggled, Tang Qi’s image only grew clearer in her mind, until it was burned in deep.

She was about to be tamed.

Lian Han Xing snorted with open scorn and crooked a finger, casually cutting the link to the Love Gu and forcing it to fail for now: “Showing off in front of an expert.”

In a blink, Chen Ling’er returned to normal, then flushed with fury: “How is that possible?”

Tang Qi panted in disbelief. He had just gone all out and even drew on the old man’s soul power. He had almost conquered her, yet it failed at the last second.

Chen Ling’er’s anger burned clean: “You dare!”

Free from the bug’s pull, she could think on her own again. The pieces fell into place: “So that’s it. I was being controlled. Tang Qi used a dirty trick to blind my mind and make me side with him without a bottom line. Maybe the way I treated Zhou Tong before was also Tang Qi’s fault!”

If Tang Qi had heard her thoughts, he would have shouted that it was not all on him. But Chen Ling’er did not care. She felt she had found a proper cover for her shame, and her heart suddenly felt light. Her feelings for Tang Qi flipped into dislike, pure and simple.

She spoke through clenched teeth: “All of this is your fault.”

She raised her hand to slap him again.

A stern voice cut in: “Stop!”

Mo Liu Su arrived, her face dark with anger. The noise here was impossible to hide from her.

Chen Ling’er bowed her head but kept her tone firm: “Master, seventh junior brother attacked Zhou Tong. Please punish him and give Zhou Tong justice.”

Tang Qi protested loudly: “I didn’t. He staged it himself!”

Mo Liu Su lifted a hand and cut him off, her voice flat: “This is a small matter. There’s no need to make a fuss.”

Chen Ling’er’s face changed. The proof felt obvious, yet Mo Liu Su was smoothing things over for Tang Qi. She was clearly taking his side.

And she was. Mo Liu Su was still angry about Zhou Tong’s earlier defiance. Tang Qi had done what she had wanted to do: teach Zhou Tong a lesson. How could she punish Tang Qi? She wanted Zhou Tong to see reality. A cripple had no right to act tough before her. She was Zhou Tong’s sky.

One could say Mo Liu Su did not think things through. Or that she was simply greedy. When Zhou Tong was gone, she wanted him back and would pay any price. When he returned, she wanted to control him completely. Never satisfied. Always forgetting her promises.

Tang Qi understood her bias and calmed down at once. He spoke in a low, aggrieved tone: “Master, I only arranged a small room for senior brother, but he didn’t appreciate it. He insulted me and even raised his hand. You know the other rooms are for honored guests. I thought, for the sake of the Jade Purity Sect, senior brother would understand. I didn’t expect…”

He trailed off, and Mo Liu Su frowned at Zhou Tong: “So little sense of the bigger picture? For the sect, you can’t even accept this small compromise?”

Chen Ling’er stepped forward and pointed at Tang Qi: “That’s not right. If it’s so easy, then switch rooms with Zhou Tong. How about you live in that doghouse?”

Tang Qi’s face twitched. Mo Liu Su cut in at once: “Of course not. We can’t compare the two. Little Qi is the sect’s hope and its face, while Zhou Tong is just a crip—”

Her face twisted. A familiar spike of pain stabbed her mind.

She trembled inside: [No. The Calamity of Misfortune is acting up again. That pain is terrifying. It seems I still can’t press this traitor too hard.]

She changed her tune on the spot, voice smooth as if this had been her plan the whole time: “On second thought, Ling’er has a point. Since Little Qi is the sect’s hope, he should shoulder more burden. I approve switching the rooms.”

Tang Qi stood like he had been struck by lightning, too shocked to speak: “Master…”

Mo Liu Su turned away: “My decision is final.”

She left without giving him a chance to argue.

Chen Ling’er looped her arm through Lian Han Xing’s with open warmth: “Junior brother, let’s go.”

As they walked off, Lian Han Xing glanced back at Tang Qi, meeting his eyes with a playful, taunting look. That single look almost made Tang Qi’s heart explode. These were the very tricks he used to play, now thrown back at him without a change. Could anything be more humiliating?

He bared his teeth like a beast and roared: “I swear I’ll drag you into endless ruin!”

…

In the Heaven Prison beneath the Imperial Palace of the Ling Xiao Empire, Zhou Tong’s new method was about to be finished.

Light flared, then gathered into a book. Everyone leaned in. Five golden words shone on the cover.

They read: “Little Mind-Blank Talisman!”