Chapter 143 The Toxic Love Brain in a Xianxia Novel (5)

Chapter 143: The Villainess’ Obsessive Love in Xianxia (5)

Amidst the crowd’s eager anticipation, Bai Mufeng finally arrived at the scene.

Clad in white, he descended gracefully from the heavens. The moment he appeared, like an exiled immortal, he immediately drew cheers from the female disciples:

"It really is Senior Brother! We’re so lucky—Senior Brother is leading this year’s inner sect selection!"

"Oh my god, he’s just like the rumors described! How can anyone in this world be so breathtakingly handsome?"

"I wonder what kind of partner someone like Senior Brother would choose..."

...

The crowd chattered excitedly, their words oozing admiration for Bai Mufeng, making Si Yin’s teeth grind. And when he glanced at Tang Qing, his teeth ached even more.

The person she had longed for day and night stood right before her. The demoness stared shamelessly, saying nothing, yet her eyes were blatantly filled with infatuation...

"Fairy, time to line up," Si Yin whispered beside Tang Qing. "Let’s get on the flying ship."

The Cloud Ripple Sect’s flying artifact took the form of a ship. Bai Mufeng, as the leader, stood at the bow, his robes fluttering, aloof from the mortal realm.

It was well-known that Bai Mufeng cultivated the Path of Heartlessness, severing all emotions and desires.

Thus, he radiated an icy detachment. Even among fellow disciples, there was not a trace of warmth in his eyes.

*Who knows why so many drool over such a pretentious prick...*

Biting back his annoyance, Si Yin discreetly scanned his surroundings, forcing down his displeasure.

After all, they were on the Cloud Ripple Sect’s turf. He couldn’t afford to provoke the entire ship’s cultivators, especially with a love-crazed little freak by his side.

The flying ship sped along, arriving at the trial grounds in just half a day.

"Fellow disciples, I presume you all understand the rules. The inner sect selection will begin in half an hour."

"This selection is based on the points you earn through exchanges. Accumulate a thousand points, and you will qualify for the inner sect."

A white-bearded elder stepped forward, delivering the final pre-departure speech: "Let me remind you all of one thing—don’t harm your fellow disciples for petty gains!"

"If you dare to kill and plunder within our Cloud Ripple Sect, you’d better think twice!"

"Every year, I turn quite a few disciples to dust!"

His final words rang with authority.

Si Yin sneered inwardly. *As if you’d even notice if someone really did it.*

The identity he was using was a dead man’s, and no one had caught on yet...

After the elder finished speaking, he distributed maps and signal flares to everyone as per tradition. In case of danger, firing the flare would summon inner sect disciples for rescue.

However, being rescued also meant forfeiting the inner sect selection.

Watching the figures in gray-green robes disappear one by one, the white-bearded elder finally turned his smiling gaze to Bai Mufeng.

"Hehehe, Mufeng, my boy, are there any familiar faces among this year’s outer sect disciples?"

Bai Mufeng remained expressionless, his tone indifferent. "No."

"Then... anyone you fancy?"

The old man, with nothing better to do, kept pestering him with small talk.

Time truly spares no one. The tiny runt from back then had now grown into a man who could hold his own.

Unfortunately, the older he got, the colder he became. Back then, he had advised against it, but Bai Mufeng insisted on cultivating the heartless path of cutting off all attachments...

"No."

The same answer, the same expression.

What a boring answer. The old man shook his head and said, "This little girl isn’t bad, though..."

Appearing before Bai Mufeng was a phantom image of Tang Qing. The conjured image's gaze fixed ahead like she was staring at the rarest treasure.

"Kid, this girl has been watching you ever since she boarded the ship."

Among all the young girls who gushed over Senior Brother, she was the only one whose eyes never left you once, from start to finish, not even blinking.

Such persistence naturally stood out to the old man immediately.

"She's not bad-looking, little Mufeng. Do you know her?"

Bai Mufeng’s gaze swept over indifferently. "No."

"She has nothing to do with me."

Same old, same old. The old man pursed his lips, shoved his hands in his sleeves, and shuffled off. "You... Pray you never fall for someone..."

Bai Mufeng: "Impossible."

"I cultivate the emotionless path."

"Kids these days... What do they know of true detachment..."

The old man said no more and turned to leave the deck.

Meanwhile, Tang Qing and Si Yin were simultaneously teleported to the central region—a prime spot.

The central trial area offered more opportunities, whether for slaying beasts or scavenging herbs.

"Fairy! Our luck’s great—there’s a Nightmare Beast ahead! That creature’s timid, so it shouldn’t be too difficult!" At the sight of such a perfect scoring opportunity, Si Yin’s voice was practically bouncing.

Raring to go, he hadn’t taken a single step before Tang Qing stopped him. "Don’t go."

"Blue Ice Grass."

Tang Qing spoke in her trademark deadpan voice. Apart from Bai Mufeng, nothing and no one could spark her interest—not even the Nightmare Beast practically served up on a silver platter.

"You don’t want to enter the inner sect?"

"No."

Pointing to the northernmost part of the map in her hands, Tang Qing said, "We’re going here."

After spending these past few days together, Si Yin had come to realize that this crazy girl before him was a single-minded idiot. Right now, she was solely focused on snagging Blue Ice Grass for her crush, not once considering whether Bai Mufeng would even accept it...

Given Bai Mufeng’s emotionless path, Si Yin could predict with his eyes closed exactly how he’d reject this obsessed weirdo.

"Immortal..." Si Yin was about to persuade her further when Tang Qing spoke, "Three-Star Intestine-Severer."

He immediately shut his mouth.

Heading north, they encountered many medicinal herbs along the way, but Tang Qing didn't even glance at them.

Si Yin, on the other hand, couldn’t help but feel regret.

These were all opportunities to treat his wounds… and they were just wasted like this!

The further north they went, the colder it became. The wind lashed their faces like knives, searingly painful.

Si Yin, already injured, felt it even more acutely, shivering uncontrollably from head to toe.

His teeth chattered as he spoke unsteadily, "Immortal… the weather’s too harsh. Shouldn’t we find a place to rest?"

They'd been going nonstop for a full day and night!

Even a mill donkey gets water breaks… but Tang Qing hadn’t stopped for even a moment.

"Hah-choo!"

Si Yin’s plea was met with Tang Qing’s sneeze. "No."

"Blue Ice Grass."

Si Yin could hear the nasal tone in the witch’s voice, yet she was still obsessed with that damn Blue Ice Grass!

"Immortal… that Blue Ice Grass grows on a sheer ice cliff. Even the Vajra Sect's physique masters need extensive preparations before descending…"

"In our current state, even if we see the Blue Ice Grass, we won’t have the strength to retrieve it."

The little weirdo remained stubborn, brushing off Si Yin's warnings. "No."

"You walk in front of me…"

"Huh?"

Tang Qing: "Too cold. Be my windbreak."

Si Yin: Goddammit...

*System announcement: "Detected fluctuation in Si Yin’s Affection Points. Current Affection Points: -47."*