The Demon Sect assigned ladies, and I drew the Righteous Fairy

Chapter 116: Being the leader is the duty, and the storybook is life
"Yan'er, give me the storybook!"

Late at night, hundreds of miles away from Yunyu Town.

In a mountain forest.

The disciples of Qingtang Sword Sect camped here.

At this moment, in a spacious room transformed by the "Citrus Talisman" that can quickly build houses, the head of the sect, Lin Su, was looking at Qin Xueyan with resentment on his face.

The good disciple had just confiscated the second part of her beloved "The Beautiful Young Lady and the Strong Cowherd".

Yes, this storybook was so popular that the author wrote a second one.

Because the content was too exciting, the storybook was circulated secretly, and Lin Su spent a lot of effort to get a copy.

Having just destroyed Yunyu Town, which had just organized the Demon Sect during the day, and captured hundreds of Demon Sect's junior disciples, as well as Zheng Chengdan, who had clues about a traitor, Lin Su led his disciples to Qingtang Mountain.

I was resting in the forest at night. I finally had some free time. As soon as I took out the storybook, it was confiscated by my good disciple who suddenly broke in.

Qin Xueyan grabbed the script, looked down at it, and her pretty face immediately turned red. She was about to destroy this dirty thing.

"No, Yan'er!"

Lin Su rushed over and hugged Qin Xueyan's waist.

"Master, you are so outrageous!"

Qin Xueyan's forehead was bulging with veins, and Lin Su said confidently:

"How am I being unreasonable? I was just taking a look. Unlike you, you have already enjoyed it yourself!"

Qin Xueyan paused and looked at Lin Su steadily, "Master, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Lin Su took the opportunity to snatch back his script, stuffed it into his chest and patted it. After making sure it was safe, he smiled and said:

"Yan'er, what is your relationship with that guy called Fang Yang?"

Qin Xueyan's expression was calm, and her voice was as light as clear water. "I sneaked into the Demon Sect and needed an identity to cover up. After some observation, I found that he still had a conscience, so I accepted him as my apprentice and let him pretend to be brother and sister with me."

Lin Su said, and lay diagonally on the bed, with her left leg resting on her right knee. "Master and disciple, sister and brother, it's more exciting than a beautiful lady and a cowherd."

"Master!"

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Lin Su curled her lips, "I know you don't understand why I put your good brother in the outer sect and let him participate in the personal disciple competition."

Qin Xueyan came to this unreliable master late at night for this very reason. "Master, most of the disciples participating in the competition are at the Jindan level or above, and Fang Yang is only at the fourth level of foundation building. Aren't you courting death by letting him participate?"

"Yan'er, do you know how many righteous sects are blocking our Qingtang Mountain right now?"

Lin Su spread his hands helplessly, "The Qingtang Sword Sect was the first to bear the brunt of the disastrous defeat in this battle between good and evil. They all want us to give an explanation."

"If you bring another demon sect disciple back with you, won't they make a scene?"

"Put him in the outer sect for now. When the storm has passed, let him participate in the competition for direct disciples. I will then find a way to clear his identity. Then you two can stay together forever in Biyue Peak!"

"He is my apprentice!" Qin Xueyan corrected.

"Yes, yes, he is your apprentice."

Lin Su whispered, "The beautiful lady is also the cousin of the cowherd."

Qin Xueyan gritted her teeth, "Master!"

Lin Su immediately changed the subject, "What are you going to do with Zheng Chengdan?"

Qin Xueyan glanced at her and said, "You are the head."

Lin Su choked, "You know I only like practicing martial arts and reading books. You are the one who handles the affairs of the sect. I don't want to get involved."

Qin Xueyan was helpless with this master, and said slowly: "There was a traitor in the sect, which led to the disastrous defeat in the war between good and evil. This person must be of high status. When we return, we must interrogate Zheng Chengdan as soon as possible and find out the clues."

Lin Su clapped her hands and said, "Then let Feihong interrogate him together with you."

The prison where Qingtang Sword Sect holds prisoners is at Zhijian Peak. The junior disciples of the Demon Sect and Zheng Chengdan captured on this trip will be imprisoned there.

The eldest disciple of Zhijian Peak is called Yun Feihong, so it is only natural for him to cooperate with Qin Xueyan in the interrogation.

But Qin Xueyan frowned, "Master, stop playing around."

Lin Su said with a serious expression, "I'm not kidding at all, I'm serious!"

Qin Xueyan looked at her, and Lin Su burst out laughing, holding her stomach and rolling over, almost breaking the bed.

Qin Xueyan frowned, angry and helpless. The entire Qingtang Sword Sect knew that Yun Feihong, the eldest disciple of Zhijian Peak, loved her.

Lin Su asked her to interrogate Yun Feihong together. Isn't this causing trouble for her?
Lin Su laughed for a while, and finally caught her breath. "Yan'er, you used to distinguish between public and private matters. As long as you were doing things for the sect, you never cared about other things. How come your personality changed after going to the Demon Sect?"

She stared at Qin Xueyan with a smile, "Are you afraid of being misunderstood by someone?"

"Master, you should rest early."

Qin Xueyan turned and left the room.

"Hey, want to chat for a while?"

Lin Su shouted from behind, Qin Xueyan had already walked far away.

"There is a problem, there must be a problem!"

Lin Su pinched her chin and thought for a long time, then fell back onto the bed.

"Master, why do you insist on me being the headmaster? Alas!"

She took out the book "The Beautiful Young Lady and the Strong Cowherd Part 2" from her heavy bag and read it happily.

"Being the leader is my duty, and the storybook is my life, hehe!"

"My fellow Taoist, where is your senior sister and my master?"

In another small room, Fang Yang was lying on the bed, wrapped up like a mummy, with two male disciples standing in front of him.

This room was much smaller than Lin Su's, and there was nothing in it except the bed. The two male disciples said they were here to take care of him, but judging from their unfriendly eyes, it seemed like they were here to monitor him.

After hearing Fang Yang's words, one of them corrected him in a muffled voice:

"The headmaster said that before the personal disciple competition, you are not considered as the disciple of the senior sister."

Fang Yang looked at the person who was speaking. He had clear eyes and a fair face, but the bitterness in his voice could not be concealed.

It seems that he is Qin Xueyan's admirer.

No wonder his hands and feet were so heavy when I bandaged him just now.

He looks like a college student, unable to hide his true feelings. He should be easy to deceive.

Fang Yang struggled to stand up.

"I know I am not worthy of being Master's disciple, but Master has been very kind to me. For so many days and nights, Master has taught me carefully, not only teaching me the techniques, but also teaching me how to be a good person."

"I'm so badly injured, I don't know if I can be filial to my master in the future."

"I just want to see my master one last time while I'm still alive. I beg you two Taoist friends to help me."

His eyes were clearer than those of a college student, and his smile was more sorrowful than that of a white lotus, which made people tremble. The two young disciples who were not well-versed in the world looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and finally one of them said:

"I'll tell the senior sister, but she may not see you."

Fang Yang saluted tremblingly, "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

I just called you fellow Taoist, and now I’m calling you senior brothers.

The man walked out, and soon his surprised voice was heard outside:
"Big sister, didn't you go to discuss matters with the headmaster?"

Then came Qin Xueyan's voice, cold and calm without any fluctuations:

"The master asked me to come and see his injuries."

"what?"

"You go ahead."

Qin Xueyan had already walked in, and her voice sounded like it was covered in ice chips.

"Yes."

The two guarding disciples responded respectfully and left the room.

After walking a long way, the two couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

"Fang Yang is just a small disciple of the Demon Sect. Even if the senior sister taught him the skills, his identity is still uncertain. Why did the head of the sect ask the senior sister to check on his injuries late at night?"

"I also feel something is wrong. Could it be that Senior Sister wanted to come here on her own?"

(End of this chapter)