Chapter 301

Chapter 301: All of You, Come at Once

Li Shuang watched the room without changing her expression.

The malice thickened.

Yet she still could not understand.

Whether it was these Flowing Moon Sect disciples or the people in the teahouse, none of them knew her. Why did they aim such hatred only at her?

In her sea of consciousness, the Heaven and Earth Furnace sat quiet, without a hint of response.

If this were the work of a Devil Seed, the Heaven and Earth Furnace would have warned her.

Since it was silent, these people were likely unrelated to any Devil Seed.

Then what was this?

Luo Ming Yue said plainly: “There was no problem with the show. It is just that a performance is still only a performance. I suddenly felt like walking somewhere else. Is that a problem?”

She looked honestly confused.

They had arrived late and sat in the last row. Even if they left early, it should not affect anyone.

“A performance is still only a performance,” the woman repeated softly, then gave a bitter smile: “It seems our skill is still lacking. For the next two days, the teahouse will be closed. The Flowing Moon Sect will focus on preparing for the sect tournament.”

The room erupted.

They had been told the teahouse would stay open until the eve of the tournament.

Yet now it would close early.

Why?

Seeing the sorrow in the woman’s eyes, everyone understood.

They turned angry eyes on Li Shuang and Luo Ming Yue.

Because of these two, the teahouse was shutting down early.

Someone stood up and pointed: “Isn’t that a Sword Sect disciple? I know the one on the left. She is Luo Ming Yue from the Sword Sect.”

Others stood as well.

“The Sword Sect? The sect that is about to be kicked out of the Upper Six Sects?”

“Heh. That so-called Sword Sect only survives on the founder’s leftover fame.”

A disciple from the Tyrant Blade Sect sneered: “Anyway, one of the Upper Six spots this time will be ours, the Tyrant Blade Sect. As for the Sword Sect, go cool off somewhere else.”

The wave of malice surged again.

Li Shuang glanced at the Flowing Moon Sect disciples.

They sat calmly on the stage, faint smiles on their lips.

They had done this on purpose.

That much was certain.

More than that, Li Shuang was curious what the Flowing Moon Sect really was.

Luo Ming Yue was angered. She said coldly: “The Tyrant Blade Sect provoked us three years ago. And how did that end? Your strongest disciple was crippled on the spot. If you want to drag down the Sword Sect, fine, see us on the arena platform.”

The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple raised a brow: “Who knows what tricks your Sword Sect used that day. Luo Ming Yue, if you are so confident, do not wait for the tournament. Today, let us trade a few moves right here.”

He bowed to the Flowing Moon Sect disciples on the stage: “Daoist Friends, may I borrow the platform to spar with Luo Ming Yue?”

The Flowing Moon Sect performers smiled.

“Of course,” the leader said, giving up the space at once.

The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple leaped onto the stage and called down with open provocation: “Do you dare?”

Luo Ming Yue frowned and lowered her voice to Li Shuang: “Junior Sister, something feels off. Are they trying to bait me on purpose?”

Li Shuang gave her a surprised look.

These people had acted so obviously that even the First Senior Sister felt something wrong.

Luo Ming Yue muttered: “Do not look at me like that. I just do not like to use my head, not that I cannot. Junior Sister, what now? Do we fight? I will listen to you.”

Li Shuang said calmly: “First Senior Sister, their target is me.”

Luo Ming Yue blinked.

Their target was her Junior Sister?

Her Junior Sister had only just arrived in the Cangyuan Sect. How was she already being targeted?

Nervous, Luo Ming Yue tugged her arm: “Let us leave now. We are under the Cangyuan Sect. No one dares make a real scene here.”

Li Shuang answered gently: “It is fine. I also want to meet the person behind this.”

The one who held a sky-high hatred for her.

“The person behind the scenes?” Luo Ming Yue groaned. [My head hurts. Am I about to grow a brain?]

Li Shuang smiled and stepped toward the platform: “A small scene like this does not need my First Senior Sister to act. I will handle it.”

The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple’s eyes flickered: “Who are you?”

Li Shuang lifted her sword and said coolly: “You used every method to force me to show up, and you do not know who I am? Or was I too merciful three years ago, so your memory is still not deep enough?”

Her clear, cold voice made the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple’s gaze shift.

“Tyrant Blade Sect. Flowing Moon Sect,” Li Shuang said as if thinking aloud. “One in the south, one in the north. Since when did you start working together? Interesting. Truly interesting.”

The Flowing Moon Sect leader’s face darkened: “Fellow Daoist Li, watch your words.”

Li Shuang glanced at her: “Oh? Now you remember my surname?”

The woman narrowed her eyes: “I did not know at first. But when you mentioned three years ago and the Sword Sect’s feud with the Tyrant Blade Sect, I recalled who you are.”

People around them froze at this exchange.

Three years ago, the Tyrant Blade Sect went to challenge the Sword Sect.

The result?

The Tyrant Blade Sect disciples, including Ren Gu at the Divine Transformation Stage, were beaten by a Sword Sect disciple at the Golden Core Stage. Ren Gu became a cripple that day.

And that cross-realm Sword Sect disciple was Li Shuang.

This very woman before them.

Eyes turned to Li Shuang one by one.

Three years ago she was at the Golden Core Stage.

What about now?

If she could defeat a Divine Transformation expert as a Golden Core, where had her strength reached after three years?

The Tyrant Blade Sect disciple smirked: “That day you were ruthless and crippled our disciple. Today I will take justice back with my own hands.”

Li Shuang said evenly: “You alone are not enough.”

His pupils tightened, his voice frosty: “What do you mean?”

Li Shuang pointed her sword toward the Flowing Moon Sect disciples: “You.”

Then at the rest of the teahouse: “You.”

Finally at the Tyrant Blade Sect disciple on the platform: “And you.”

“All of you, come together.”

Everyone stared.

All of them.

Together?

How arrogant.

How outrageous.

Even Luo Ming Yue’s mouth fell open. Her Junior Sister was this bold now?

Li Shuang added in a cool tone: “If you do not dare, say three times, loudly, ‘I am trash.’ I will spare you this once.”

Luo Ming Yue drew in a sharp breath.

She looked around the teahouse.

There were at least a hundred cultivators here.

[Little Shuang is about to offend everyone.]

No, that was not right. Li Shuang was not like that.

She must have another goal.

So Luo Ming Yue raised her voice to help: “Well? Can no one here fight?”