Reborn Song Qingshu: Besieging Bright Peak at the Start

Chapter 71 Cleaning Up the House

The thoughts in my heart are not something I can easily express.

At this moment, all eyes of her fellow disciples were on her, and everyone was waiting for her to give an explanation. Helpless, Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to speak: "Master has given me an important task that concerns the rise and fall of our sect, so I must return to Dadu."

Upon hearing this, Ding Minjun sneered: "Oh? Since it concerns the rise and fall of our sect, every disciple of Emei has a responsibility."

"Everyone here is a direct descendant of our sect, so please speak plainly. What urgent matter is it?"

Faced with Ding Minjun's relentless pressure, Zhou Zhiruo had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "This is the greatest secret of our sect, and no one but the sect leader has the right to know it."

Upon hearing this, Jingxuan frowned, while Ding Minjun's sneer intensified. She knew Zhou Zhiruo wouldn't be able to offer a reason, and she said sharply, "What a sect leader! What a sect's rise and fall! You keep saying I disrespect my master, but I think you're the one who disrespects my master the most!"

Junior Sister Zhou, you've mostly come back to find Song Qingshu, haven't you?

You talk about being in love, but you bring up such vulgar matters to your deceased master and the rise and fall of the sect. How can you face your master's entrustment?

"Are you even fit to be the sect leader?!"

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Upon hearing this, the Emei disciples' expressions became incredibly varied.

Song Qingshu heard it clearly, and he naturally knew that what Zhou Zhiruo said was true.

As he was pondering, he suddenly felt a tightness in the soft flesh of his left waist, as if someone had pinched him hard, causing him to gasp in pain.

Turning his head, he saw Zhao Min staring at him with wide, bright eyes, as if to say:

Wow! This Miss Zhou is truly devoted to you!

Song Qingshu cursed inwardly, thinking, "Ding Minjun is really bored, dragging me into this mess!"

His expression turned serious as he met Zhao Min's gaze, and he said decisively, "Don't you believe in my character, Miss Zhao? This Ding Minjun is pure slander! She's defaming me!"

Zhao Min snorted, released her hand, and turned her face away, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Just as Song Qingshu was about to speak up for his character again, he felt a chill on his right side. He turned his head and saw Zhang Wuji exuding a resentful aura, his eyes green with an evil glint, as if he wanted to devour someone.

Song Qingshu felt a chill run down his spine.

Upon hearing Song Qingshu's name mentioned in public, Zhou Zhiruo trembled, panicked, and choked out, "Senior Sister—you—you're talking nonsense again—"

Her reaction was so eerie, it was as if there was no ghost involved.

Ding Minjun pressed on relentlessly, saying, "Nonsense! You told everyone to go back to Emei first, but when we asked you what you wanted to do in Dadu, you hesitated and wouldn't say. We all knew something was wrong, so we followed behind you."

Once you enter the city, inquire at the inn if there is a handsome young master Song. Didn't Song Qingshu, who left the city last night, stay in Dadu?

You risked everything to come back to him, what else could it be but romantic longing!

Do you think I don't know any of this? And you're still trying to deny it!

Hmph! I could tell on the way to Bright Peak that that kid surnamed Song had feelings for you. He practically had eyes for you, but you just ignored him and instead flirted with that little lecherous thief from the Demonic Sect. What's wrong with you?

First they ignored you, and now you're running back looking for them with wide eyes. Are you trying to have your cake and eat it too?

"What a talent!" Song Qingshu was listening intently from the shadows when suddenly his left ear tickled. Zhao Min leaned in and whispered sweetly in his ear, "Young Master Song, wouldn't you like to have your cake and eat it too?"

His breath was as sweet as orchids, and a subtle fragrance wafted into Song Qingshu's ear, causing his heart to flutter violently!

He cursed under his breath, "You little vixen, I'll get you sooner or later!"

He swallowed hard, but was attacked in the waist again, this time with much greater force than before.

"Hiss—" came out in a cold draw, like a long snake spitting its tongue.

Just then, a grinding sound came from the right, which was quite unsettling.

If Zhang Wuji's eyes were glaring at someone just now, this time he really wants to bite them.

Zhou Zhiruo was already easily embarrassed, and she couldn't bear such public humiliation. Tears welled up again, and she choked out, "Who—who is two-timing? Senior Sister, you're just saying such nasty things to frame me."

Ding Minjun's words were like poison: "You did a terrible job, and you're afraid of what others say!"

On Bright Peak, your master ordered you to kill that demon surnamed Zhang with a single sword strike, but you hesitated and gave him a light, painless stab. Afterwards, the two of you even exchanged glances. Oh, right, what was it again?

She paused deliberately, pretending to think, and then, in a high-pitched voice, mimicked the tone of the two of them from that day, acting out a contrast between softness and strength: "Zhi-ruo, you-you really want to kill me?"

I'm sorry! I can't disobey my teacher's orders!

She regained her composure and said coldly, "What? I didn't learn it wrong, did I? All of my fellow disciples saw it all back then. After all this, who can believe that there was no personal relationship between us?"

Now you've come specifically to find Song Qingshu, saying you're wearing two pairs of shoes, are you being wrongly accused?

Under Ding Minjun's vivid and lifelike performance, Zhou Zhiruo was like mud falling down her pants; even if she had mouths all over her body, she couldn't explain herself.

Moreover, she couldn't reveal her true intentions, and could only keep wiping away her tears. It was truly a cold autumn day, but she was filled with sorrow and desolation!

The Emei disciples, who had initially remained neutral, now overwhelmingly opposed Zhou Zhiruo's appointment as sect leader, and were all thinking:

My junior sister is so weak-willed this week, she's not up to the task!

However, they also felt disgusted by Ding Minjun's sharp and mean nature.

Since speaking earlier, Jingxuan has been observing coldly from the sidelines, and now she is even more focused on watching how things develop.

Seeing that she had gained the upper hand and left Zhou Zhiruo speechless, Ding Minjun revealed her true purpose. She raised her voice and said, "Zhou Zhiruo, whether you're two-timing or three-timing, I don't care and I'm too lazy to care. But with your character, you've let down your master's trust and are not worthy of being the sect leader."

At this point, she glanced at the entire audience and said, "Dear fellow disciples, although our master left a will appointing Zhou Zhiruo as the sect leader, she never imagined that after her passing, Zhou Zhiruo would disregard the rise and fall of the sect, only seeking pleasure and personal affection, showing no sense of responsibility whatsoever. If our master were alive, I think she would definitely choose another sect leader."

Her gaze finally settled on Zhou Zhiruo, and she coldly shouted, "Zhou Zhiruo! Hand over the Sect Leader's Iron Ring!"

These words struck like a heavy hammer, boom! A thunderclap resounded through the sky, as if even the heavens were cooperating.

Then a torrential downpour began.

Zhou Zhiruo was gentle and compliant by nature, yet she possessed a strong sense of resilience.

Even as Ding Minjun's offensive resembled a torrential downpour, she clung to her last line of defense: "I swore a solemn oath by my late master that unless my younger sister dies, I will never hand over the Sect Leader's Iron Ring!"

Her tone remained gentle, yet her will was resolute.

"you!"

Ding Minjun never expected that Zhou Zhiruo would still refuse to back down even after being pushed to this point.

Enraged, she shouted, "You have to hand over the sect leader's iron ring today, whether you like it or not!"

With a hiss, the sword was drawn.

"Fellow disciples! Zhou Zhiruo has betrayed our master and ancestors! Our sect strictly forbids lewdness and shamelessness. Today, we should cleanse our sect to comfort the spirit of our late master!"

In response, several people present also drew their longswords.

Seeing that Miss Zhou was being forced into this situation, Zhang Wuji could no longer bear it and was about to leap up!

Everyone in the courtyard was startled. Ding Minjun turned around and shouted, "Who is it! Come out here sneaking around!"

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