Chapter 145 The Toxic Love Brain in a Xianxia Novel (7)

Chapter 145: The Toxic Love Obsession in Xianxia (7)

The system announced: "Si Yin's Love Points have increased. Current Love Points: -39."

The system couldn't understand how Si Yin's Love Points had risen under Tang Qing's constant beatings and scoldings.

Humanity's concept of love was clearly still underestimated...

Gripping the Blue Ice Grass tightly, Tang Qing's usually expressionless face showed a faint trace of joy at the corners of her lips.

"Fairy..." Si Yin ventured.

After reaching the shore and watching Tang Qing carefully place the Blue Ice Grass into an embroidered box, Si Yin couldn't help but speak up: "Fairy, you care so much about Senior Brother..."

"Does Senior Brother even know?"

Before he could finish, the joy on Tang Qing's face vanished instantly.

Facing Si Yin, she swiftly reverted to her usual lifeless expression, her tone icy. "That's none of your concern."

"Stop prying."

Si Yin: ...

He should've kept his mouth shut! Why did he have to care?!

The ice cliff was a long journey away, and due to Tang Qing's injuries, the two spent the next few days traveling until they reached the gathering point for the outer disciples.

A crowd of outer disciples milled around anxiously, awaiting the results of the selection assessment.

"Do I have enough points? A thousand seems..."

"Damn, my luck was the worst. I got trapped in a snare for two days after entering. By the time I got out, it was already too late."

"We all suffered equally. I ran into a small beast tide right after entering. Barely made it out alive!"

Emerging from the trial grounds, everyone looked weary from travel, their gray-blue sect uniforms torn in many places...

Especially Tang Qing and Si Yin, who appeared exceptionally battered. Their outer robes were tattered, their faces frostbitten, and one of them seemed severely injured...

Their appearance alone told the story of the immense hardships they must have faced.

"Everyone, please submit your trial gains one by one. After registration, those who meet the thousand-point requirement, stand to my left." The same white-bearded elder, frail-looking, spoke with an unexpectedly strong voice.

A thousand points was challenging for most outer disciples. Si Yin estimated that only one in ten qualified.

Soon, it was his and Tang Qing's turn.

"Place spiritual herbs here and beast materials here." The disciple registering participants couldn't help but glance at Tang Qing a few times. He wondered what the girl had gone through—filthy and battered, her face frostbitten, her arm broken.

"None."

The moment Tang Qing spoke, the other's eyes widened.

"What?"

"I have none. Here's my jade token." The girl spoke slowly, her voice flat.

"Just register me."

In all these years, apart from those with ridiculously high scores, there was Tang Qing's claim of having nothing... It sounded utterly unbelievable.

Even the worst-performing disciples could gather some low-grade herbs or encounter a couple of low-level demon beasts. How could someone end up with absolutely nothing?

Just how terrible was their luck?

What was even more unexpected was that, aside from the girl in front of them, there was another weirdo following right behind...

When pressed, the answer remained the same—nothing.

Under repeated scrutiny, a giant zero was recorded beside both their names.

"Can you believe someone got zero—and two of them at that."

Tang Qing and Si Yin's situation didn't go unnoticed, quickly drawing attention. "Seriously, can people really be this useless?"

"Total losers, and they still managed to get into the Cloud Ripple Sect?"

Under the crowd’s scrutiny, the looks directed at Tang Qing and Si Yin gradually filled with disdain. "Hah, the funniest part is that the losers came as a set."

Having always been the one to insult others, Si Yin had never taken this kind of crap in his life. Damn it, he was the Demon Realm Crown Prince—how dare these nobodies call him trash?

Unable to hold back, Si Yin flipped them off, which was immediately caught by a few disciples across from him.

"You dare flip me off?!"

One of the disciples, Jiang Yuchen, stepped forward first, followed closely by several goons.

Jiang Yuchen was somewhat of a big shot among the outer disciples. Moments ago, he had exchanged his points for a total of 1,107, securing his qualification for the inner sect selection.

The moment Jiang Yuchen’s score was announced, a bunch of ass-kissers had gathered around him. Now, at the height of his glory, being disrespected by a nobody like Si Yin—how could Jiang Yuchen not be furious?

"Exactly, why don’t you piss in a mirror and see what you look like before offending our Brother Jiang... Kid, you’ve got some nerve."

"Brother Jiang, this punk needs to learn his place. No need for you to dirty your hands—let me handle this trash."

Eager to curry favor with Jiang Yuchen, the lackeys cracked their knuckles, ready to give Si Yin a beating. "Trash like this only tarnishes the reputation of our Cloud Ripple Sect."

Si Yin frowned, instinctively glancing at Tang Qing.

That crazy girl couldn't care less about helping. Seeing the crowd, she even took a step back!

Damn it, he should’ve known this woman was unreliable!

With his cultivation completely gone and the opponents all at around Qi Refining Level Six...

"Brothers, come on, this is just a misunderstanding," Si Yin forced a smile, knowing he was completely outmatched in a fight. "I didn’t do anything just now..."

"You rolled your eyes at Brother Jiang right in front of us—you think we didn't see that?"

"Begging for mercy now? Too late!"

One of them suddenly lunged forward, darting right in front of Si Yin with a fierce punch aimed straight at his face.

Somehow, Si Yin twisted at an impossible angle, narrowly dodging the blow.

"Hah, got lucky there," the attacker sneered before swinging a vicious roundhouse.

"Try dodging this!"

Against all expectations, Si Yin was indeed as slippery as an eel, dodging and weaving several times without getting hit even once.

Standing to the side, Tang Qing slowly narrowed her eyes as she watched Si Yin’s movements...

So, he still had some strength left. As expected, this little devil was mostly putting on an act in front of her.

Back on the ice cliff, if not for the system’s timely warning, she would have almost fallen for his tricks!

"Fairy! No face shots!"

Seeing that the fight was gradually escalating, Si Yin hurriedly shouted.

How this face of his came to be, Tang Qing knew better than anyone. If it were truly exposed, both he and Tang Qing wouldn't get out of this unscathed...

"Fairy, save me!"

"Are you stupid? You’re counting on another useless bastard to save you?" The attacker sneered. Dealing with Si Yin should have been effortless, but who knew this guy had some slick moves, making it hard to catch him for a while.

But now... game over!

Swiftly forming hand seals, the changing gestures immediately made Si Yin realize—this was the Fireball Technique, a mandatory skill for outer disciples of the Cloud Ripple Sect!

Holy shit, I'm toast!

That heartless witch really was leaving him to die!

Burning with resentment, in the face of life and death, Si Yin gritted his teeth and chose to fire the signal flare given to every disciple before the trial.

A blinding flash of light passed, and Si Yin sensed a familiar energy fluctuation...

Mr. Showboat is here...

"No spell-fighting."

Dressed in white, touching down from above, Bai Mufeng’s familiar face appeared before Si Yin. With just a casual wave of his hand, the opposing Fireball Technique was snuffed out with a flick of his hand.

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[Translator's Note: Two chapters won’t be out today, apologies.]