Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price-Chapter 352 - 11: Mind Your Own Business
Morning lessons concluded.
Xia Qinglian rose to return to her residence as usual, but after taking two steps, she was stopped by three women.
There was a bewildered, innocent expression on her face: "Senior Sister Zhang, Senior Sister Qi, Senior Sister Ding, is there something you need?"
The three women had silver badges on their belts, indicating they were Silver Level disciples, one level higher than Junior Sister Ruomei.
These days, they often harassed Xia Qinglian, but she didn’t pay much attention to them to avoid revealing her identity.
"Ruomei, why haven’t you handed over this month’s Spirit Marrow to us?"
At this moment, a female cultivator named Zhang Yun sneered as she spoke.
"Spirit Marrow? What do you mean?"
Xia Qinglian frowned slightly.
Another short and plump female cultivator named Qi Jun snorted: "It’s the rule of Danxia Peak that every newcomer from outside of the Eastern Cultivators must offer ten pieces of Spirit Marrow to each Silver Level disciple every month."
"No wonder Zhou Man said you suffer from dementia, you even forgot this!"
The last female cultivator, named Ding Li, had the best appearance among them and was the leader of the group.
She stepped forward with a smile, yet her voice was cold:
"Junior Sister Ruo, we’ve been lenient with you these days and didn’t take action, but does that make you think you can disregard the rules?"
Xia Qinglian remembered that the Outer Sect disciples at Danxia Peak received thirty pieces of Spirit Marrow at the start of every month. Just yesterday, a batch was distributed.
It seemed like these three wanted to seize Ruomei’s Spirit Marrow.
Xia Qinglian felt a sense of absurdity, having originally thought the Zhenyang Sect’s corruption was only among its core elites, but even the Outer Sect disciples here bullied the weak.
The Cyan Lotus Sect was dubbed the Demon Sect by the world; conflicts among its disciples were resolved openly through competitions, never through such vile acts of bullying.
Righteous Sect, haha.
"Why are you laughing?"
Ding Li saw the usually timid Ruomei suddenly show a mocking smile and flew into a rage, grabbing her collar:
"You should best hand over the Spirit Marrow immediately, or if your pretty little face gets scratched, many senior brothers will certainly be heartbroken!"
Xia Qinglian calmly asked, "Even if you bully newcomers like this, don’t the supervising junior and senior brothers care?"
The short and plump Qi Jun laughed: "Ruomei, is your brain really messed up? The Senior Sister Steward in charge of us is Ding Li’s cousin!"
"Lin Qingchou?"
Xia Qinglian recalled that Zhou Man and Xu Chengfang mentioned that the steward disciple overseeing their batch of Outer Sect disciples was named Lin Qingchou, who was also the mastermind behind Ruomei’s murder.
"If it’s not Senior Sister Lin, then who? Already stupid, now truly a fool!"
"Stop wasting words with her, take her out for a proper lesson!"
Ding Li sneered, and the three of them dragged Ruomei’s thin body outside.
Many nearby Outer Sect disciples saw this scene but ignored it, each going out for breakfast or continuing to cultivate, with no one attempting to intervene.
Ding Li and the others dragged Ruomei into a secluded forest, where Zhang Yun said sternly to Ruomei:
"We’re giving you one more chance, hand over the Spirit Marrow, then we can be a bit gentler."
Ding Li impatiently said: "Why waste time with her, the Rock Conference at Divinity Transformation Peak is about to start, hurry up so we can finish this and go watch!"
Xia Qinglian’s eyes flickered: "Is the Rock Conference starting today?"
These days, she secretly gathered information about what’s happening at Divinity Transformation Peak, knowing the Outer Sect disciples would hold the Rock Conference monthly to assess their Body Cultivation Technique.
If Qin Gengyun wants to enter Divinity Transformation Peak, the Rock Conference is an opportunity.
Calculating the time, her husband and Susu should be arriving at Zhenyang Sect soon, will he be here today for the Rock Conference?
While Xia Qinglian was contemplating, the short and plump Qi Jun, filled with jealousy at her lovely face, slapped her:
"Pretending to be innocent, little tramp!"
The next instant, that plump body flew backward, crashing into a tree and breaking it in half as Qi Jun fell to the ground groaning in pain.
Zhang Yun and Ding Li were stunned, looking incredulously at Ruomei, but saw her pure and elegant face now showing fear and shock, exclaiming:
"Don’t come near me!"
As if it were her who was getting beaten.
"Little tramp!"
Zhang Yun got furious, using her fingers like a sword, casting a faint shine at Ruomei.
"Don’t hit me, I beg you!"
"Ah!"
During Ruomei’s panicked plea, Zhang Yun cried out in pain, falling to the ground groaning.
"?" Ding Li was petrified, her mouth wide open.
She drew her long sword at Ruomei: "What did you do?!"
Ruomei’s face looked terrified: "I don’t know, I don’t know, don’t hit me, I beg you!"
"Ah, ah!!"
Another round of screams echoed, and soon, Ruomei ran out of the woods with disheveled hair, covering her face in tears:
"Uh, uh, why do you treat me like this? Uh, uh..."
The Outer Sect disciples passing by seemed accustomed to this. Someone watched Ruomei’s miserable back, shaking his head with a sigh:
"Junior Sister Ruomei is really pitiful, bullied by Ding Li and her group again."
Next to him, another person said: "We can barely manage our own cultivation; why bother with others’ troubles."
"True, let’s go."
In the woods, Ding Li, Zhang Yun, Qi Jun were bruised and disheveled, lying on the ground groaning.
"Can someone, someone come rescue us..."
Xia Qinglian ran down Danxia Peak covering her face, swiftly regaining her composure. Her hair neatly pinned, she walked calmly towards Divinity Transformation Peak.
The distance between Danxia Peak and Divinity Transformation Peak wasn’t far, a cultivator’s stride could cover it within the time of an incense stick burning.
Xia Qinglian reached the base of Divinity Transformation Peak and saw a crowd gathered, layer upon layer, with cheers coming from inside occasionally.
The scene contrasted sharply with the ethereal and aloof nature of the other peaks, resembling a bustling market.
The crowd included disciples from various peaks, and among them were many female cultivators observing intently, eyes shining, cheeks even flushing red.
This must be the Rock Conference.
Xia Qinglian found it strange. From other disciples, she heard the Rock Conference at Divinity Transformation Peak was merely assessing Outer Sect disciples’ Body Cultivation Technique; why were so many disciples from the other five peaks coming to watch?
She stepped closer, Ruomei’s small frame unable to squeeze through.
Xia Qinglian’s eyes flickered with coldness and stepped forward. The cultivators blocking her path staggered slightly without realizing why, quickly steadying themselves and looking back to see only equally eager comrades behind them, unaware of any anomaly.
By then, Xia Qinglian had reached the forefront of the crowd, staring at the scene of Divinity Transformation Peak’s Outer Sect disciples’ Rock Conference.
She finally understood why the female disciples watching blushed.
Hundreds of Divinity Transformation Peak Outer Sect disciples stood in the field, with one disciple in the center challenging the Rock Array.
The so-called Rock Array involved dozens of Divinity Transformation Peak disciples wielding iron clubs, pounding fiercely onto the challenger.
This test focused on physical strength, a foundation of Body Cultivation.
At this point, a male disciple was undergoing the challenge, having removed his shirt to showcase his sturdy muscles that flexed intentionally, causing those defined muscles to dance.
The spectacle induced exclamations from the surrounding female disciples, faces flushed red.
"This junior brother is so strong!"
"His muscles are so solid!"
Xia Qinglian’s face darkened, pondering if her husband came, would he have to remove his shirt for these women to see?
