The Ancestor of our Sect Isn't Acting like an Elder Chapter 179.2 – Xia Xue's Trick

179.2 – Xia Xue's Trick

What to do? Will she give in? Will she yield to Xia Xue and let her order her about? In fact, she could ignore Xia Xue. Of course, this choice might end up in a beating. But she isn't quite willing to comply with Xia Xue's demand.

On the other hand, if Xue Qilin really complies with Xia Xue's demand and follows her instructions, then Xia Xue will have one more bargaining chip. What is the difference between one or two bargaining chips? In the end, it is just a beating, that's all.

“So? Little Sister Temple Master is about to wake up–”

Xia Xue deliberately dragged out the last word and urged.

“Uwuu…”

The lass saw the smile on Xia Xue's face inadvertently.

It is a happy smile.

At this moment, Xue Qilin mustered her remaining courage and overcame the fear of Qi Qiqi's fists.

–no, I can never give in!

Precedent embalms a principle. If she yields this time, then Xia Xue's demands will definitely escalate. Xue Qilin's honor does not allow for the situation to deteriorate. She has to stand up and straighten up her back.

Therefore–

“Nghh…”

Suddenly, a slight groan came from the bed.

The sound is very quiet. But in Xue Qilin's ears it sounds like thunder. Like a startled hare, she issued a huh”, and her hair stood on end.

Going, going wake up? Is Little Seven going to wake up? Xue Qilin held her breath.

In the next moment, she ran to Shui Yun'er helter-skelter, lifted her left leg gently, and untied the band on the cuff of the white sock. Shui Yun'er's leg are very smooth and youthful. Xue Qilin took of the sock in an instant.

Little Yun, I have no choice… Looking at the bare leg in front of her, Xue Qilin felt like crying, felt like she lost something very important.

The sound of faint snickering sounded.

Based on the laughter, Xue Qilin imagined the repulsive expression Xia Xue must be making. Although she is unwilling. But she can only spread open the cuff of the sock and put her foot in.

The material is very comfortable, and the sock itself is still warm due Shui Yun'er body heat. But unexpectedly, it makes Xue Qilin feel like she's sitting on pins and needles.

This is a pair of socks full of thorns.

When Xue Qilin was half done with the sock–

“Qilin?”

Qi Qiqi's lazy voice suddenly sounded.

As a result, Xue Qilin froze mid-action.

“No, no way… did she really wake up?”

Her throat feels dry; she has difficulty breathing.

Xue Qilin turned her head stiffly and faced the drowsy pair of red eyes.

The moaning just now was probably the kind of sound you would make when you woke up. Qi Qiqi has already sat up on the bed. She looked blankly at Xue Qilin, evidently not yet fully awake.

This is bad, real bad, horribly bad! The clothes are a mess, that's against the rules!

Xue Qilin focused her attention on Qi Qiqi's shoulders, that were exposed because the sleeves of her garment slipped down. At this moment, she forgot that her top priority should be to take off the half-worn sock before Qi Qiqi figures out the situation and try to get away with it.

Let's not talk about the bite mark on Qi Qiqi's leg for now. If she learns that Xue Qilin took off Shui Yun'er's sock and put it on herself, the consequences will be equivalent to a disaster in a sense.

No matter how you look at it, Xue Qilin's current behavior is abnormal.

Regrettably, Qi Qiqi woke up fully too quickly. Her eyes focused almost in an instant, and her gaze unfortunately fell on Xue Qilin's left leg — on the sock that belongs to Shui Yun'er.

After a moment of thought, Qi Qiqi's eyes widened.

“Qilin.” She raised her trembling finger and pointed at the half-worn sock on Xue Qilin's left leg, “What are you doing? Isn't that Little Sister Shui's sock?”

Qi Qiqi isn't stupid, it is impossible for her not to recognize Shui Yun'er's sock. That is to say, she probably has figured out the situation.

“Uh… Little Seven, let me explain.”

“Explain?” Qi Qiqi tilted her head, “Are you trying to make excuses for your perverted behavior?”

Qi Qiqi spoke as she got out of bed.

“Wait, there really is a 'deep' reason here! Listen to me first, don't put on such a frightening expression.”

Waah, I will get a thrashing if this goes on! What do I do, what do i do! Xue Qilin racked her brains for a perfect way to deal with this situation. In the end, Xia Xue's smiling face, that gives off both an amiable and a hateful feeling, appeared in her mind.

Xue Qilin waved her fist to disperse that image. At the same time, she had an idea.

“Right! Someone told me to do it!”

The lass decided to sell out a comrade to save her own skin.

“Who?”

Qi Qiqi's expression eased somewhat. Thinking that things are turning for the better, Xue Qilin immediately pointed to Xia Xue's location.

“It was Xia Xue!”

“Senior Disciple Sister Xia?”

Qi Qiqi, with a confused expression on her face, looked in the direction Xue Qilin pointed.

“Where? There is nothing! Are you lying to me!”

Nothing entered her bright red eyes. Xue Qilin let out a “huh” sound and swept her gaze towards Xia Xue's location.

…it's empty.

There is nothing on the beam except for the corpse-like pillow. Let alone Xia Xue, there isn't even a bird.

Escaped — Xue Qilin understood this fact in an instant.

“Waah! That traitor Xia Xue betrayed her comrade and escaped by herself!”

Xue Qilin was so agitated that she stomped her feet, and the floor issued sounds of protest.

“Xue, Qi, Lin!”

“Yes!”

There are only two kinds of circumstances when Qi Qiqi will call Xue Qilin by her full name. The first one is when she is angry, the second one is when she is indignant.

But no matter what, the fate awaiting Xue Qilin is basically the same — domestic violence.

Reason tells Xue Qilin that she should run away immediately. But Qi Qiqi's voice has a supreme power that can make Xue Qilin unable to move.

“Excuse me, Miss Qi, is something the matter? I just remembered that Little Phecda hasn't been nursed yet… If there's nothing, then I will take my leave first. Hha…”

As Xue Qilin laughed things off, she slowly backed away.

It must be mentioned that her excuse is not really an excuse in a sense. As a matter of fact, Xue Qilin needs to provide Phecda with true qi every day, so that the latter can use the true qi to nourish her spirit.

As this is a daily routine, Xue Qilin, who feels like she's feeding a child, calls it “nursing”.

“Stop right there.”

In the world of magic, there is a kind of magic called “speech magic”, which can control everything in the world to a certain extent with only words.

And now, as if she was hit by “speech magic”, Xue Qilin was stopped by Qi Qiqi's words.

“Stand at attention!”

Her body responded reflexively.

Xue Qilin suddenly brought her legs together, stuck out her chest, and stood perfectly straight.

“Come here!”

Qi Qiqi beckoned.

“I can't. I'm really in a hurry to go nurse…”

“You're not allowed!”

Qi Qiqi spat out a few words, unyielding.

“Oh…”

Seeing Qi Qiqi's indubitable attitude, Xue Qilin lowered her shoulders sullenly and walked slowly to Qi Qiqi like a child who lost their beloved toy.

“Sit!”

Xue Qilin released a pitiful cry, kneel sat on the floor, and lowered her head silently. With her hands on her hips, Qi Qiqi looked down at Xue Qilin.

“According to the ancient hero Guan Zhong [1] Youyun, people must have a sense of propriety, justice, integrity, and honor–”

This is the first sentence, the beginning of the long sermon that follows.

Chapter end