The Breakdown of Zhao Siqi

Zhao Siqi was stunned for a moment: "So it was my fault?"

Tang Xiaoyu gave him a look, the meaning was obvious.

"What do you mean by that look? If you don't make it clear to me, I won't finish with you today."

Tang Xiaoyu had a "don't care" attitude: "Whatever you want."

"I, you~" After hemming and hawing for a while, Zhao Siqi shook his sleeve and left.

In the woods outside Yinming Sect, a woman was wielding a long sword and chopping at the trees.

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you, I'll kill you."

Perhaps she was tired, or had vented her anger. Zhao Siqi slowly sat down on the ground.

A girl in her early twenties, no matter how indifferent she acted, could not change her curious, impulsive, emotional inner self.

"Killing him would just let him get what he wants. I want to annoy her to death, yes~ that's right, annoy him to death."

Getting up, she picked up the long sword again and started waving it: "I'll annoy you to death, annoy you to death."

After a moment, Zhao Siqi tidied up her mood and brought food to Tang Xiaoyu's room with an expressionless face.

"Come eat first." At this time, a stiff smile hung on that face without any emotion.

Tang Xiaoyu took the food: "If you can't smile, don't smile. Your smile is quite creepy."

"Oh~"

Zhao Siqi's roar rang out in Yinming Sect again: "You bastard, I'll kill you."

When the other disciples heard this sound, they cursed in unison: "What's wrong with that deadpan recently, shouting and screaming all day."

"What's wrong with Senior Sister Zhao?"

"I don't know! She would never waste words if she could take action."

"Forget about her. Recently, everyone should be prepared to be scared at any time. Don't let her yell and fart you."

"That makes sense."

The forest outside Yinming Sect became much sparser, and was clearly on the way to becoming bald.

An hour later, Zhao Siqi comforted herself: "Emotions, emotions, pay attention to emotions."

Walking into the room and seeing that Tang Xiaoyu had finished eating, she said calmly: "I thought you were going to starve yourself to death."

"If life cannot be happy, why suffer in death."

"What you said makes some sense."

Zhao Siqi sat on the edge of the bed, not knowing what tone to use to ask Tang Xiaoyu.

After thinking about it, she asked in a voice she thought was gentle: "What is your name? Where is your home? And~"

Before she could finish, Tang Xiaoyu interrupted her: "Stop, please speak properly. I feel sick."

Then everyone heard Zhao Siqi's even more furious roar: "You bastard, son of a bitch, I'll kill you."

A female disciple said: "This time she sounds more angry than last time!"

"How so?"

"There's an extra son of a bitch!"

"That makes sense."

This time, the forest was completely bald.

A few days later, after the forest had completely disappeared, Zhao Siqi finally got a clear understanding of Tang Xiaoyu's situation.

On the fifth day, the disciple of the Sky Demon Sect who had just entered the Foundation Establishment stage arrived at the Qin Army Camp outside Xuan Bing City after rushing day and night.

After making some inquiries, he learned that Tang Xiaoyu had been taken away by people from Yan Country. But people from Yan Country also said they didn't know where he had gone.

Feeling that things were quite tricky, he could only pass the news back to the Sky Demon Sect.

"Now not only Wu Hao is anxious, Chu Yanran is even more anxious."

Chu Yanran carefully came to the outside of Lin Qingying's room.

"Master, disciple has something to report."

"Come in."

Entering the room, she carefully looked at Lin Qingying's face, then looked at the letters on the table. Chu Yanran wailed inwardly: [It's over. Master is looking at Little Yu's previous reply letters, which means she is very worried about him now.]

"How is the investigation into Little Yu's matter going?"

"According to Junior Brother Wu Hao, Tang Xiaoyu is missing."

Lin Qingying's face was calm, showing no trace of emotion.

"Tell him to get over here."

"Yes, Master."

Chu Yanran carefully exited the room: [A dead fellow Daoist is not worth a poor Daoist. I'm sorry, Junior Brother Wu Hao.]

Soon, Wu Hao was brought over, and the result was obvious. By the time seven people stood in front of Lin Qingying, Lin Qingying completely exploded.

"Is this how you guys handle things? What do I need you for?"

The few people hurriedly knelt down: "Sect Leader, calm down. Disciples were wrong."

Lin Qingying gave a cold laugh: "It seems my decision was right. I can't be too good to you people who think you are arrogant."

"I now announce that the cultivation resources for ordinary disciples will be doubled, and the cultivation resources for personal disciples and elites will only retain one-third of the original basis."

A few people kowtowed hurriedly: "Sect Leader, disciples really know we were wrong. Please give us another chance!"

Chu Yanran and the others panicked completely. If other people found out all this was because of them, they would be skinned alive.

Lin Qingying was unmoved: "It was the people below who did things. What do I still need you for? Isn't it good for me to cultivate the people below directly?"

"This is a sect, not those secular countries. If I send YuanYing stage cultivators and you arrange Golden Core stage cultivators to go, what does that mean?"

"It means things won't get done, and a Golden Core disciple will be lost. You are slacking off at the cost of your fellow sect members' lives."

By the end, Lin Qingying had started roaring: "What else do you have to say now? On what grounds do you have the right to ask me to go easy on you?"

"Tell me, Chu Yanran, tell me how I told you to arrange it."

Chu Yanran stammered back: "You told me to arrange one person."

"How did you tell Wu Hao?"

Chu Yanran stammered even more: "I told Junior Brother Wu Hao to arrange one person."

Without thinking, it was clear what happened next.

Lin Qingying waved her hand, laughing from anger: "It's my fault, my fault. I overestimated your IQ. Fortunately the one who went was a new inner sect disciple, otherwise you would have sent some odd-job disciple."

"What do I need you for? What do I need a group of useless idiots who only know how to wag their tongues and not do anything for?" Lin Qingying held her forehead, feeling very tired.

The few people carefully exited the room, afraid to disturb Lin Qingying.

Once out of the room, they all heaved a long sigh of relief.

Wu Hao said, "Eldest senior sister, what should we do?"

"We're screwed. Go back and wait for the outcome!"

Before the few had walked far, they heard the sound of things shattering in the room.

Then came Lin Qingying's cursing.

"A bunch of idiots, idiots. I thought things like this would only appear in Little Yu's jokes. I didn't expect the idiots to be around me."

"What do I need you for? What do I need you for? A bunch of useless trash who only know how to flap their lips and not do work."

Lin Qingying had been very irritable recently. When she lost contact with Tang Xiaoyu, her heart was constantly being clutched by something.

The few were so frightened they didn't even dare move, waiting until the room was completely quiet before leaving.

Wu Hao said, "Eldest senior sister, I still have many tasks to do, I'll take my leave first."

"Eldest senior sister, I'll leave first too. I want to be someone useful to the sect."

In the blink of an eye, they fled without a trace.

Chu Yanran took one look, and hurriedly prepared to grab some tasks and flee.

Not long after, more than half of the personal and elite disciples of the sect went out. Each person took on several tasks. Those who couldn't take on tasks chose to collect materials for refining tools and pills, and some even ran off to the outer sect to plant spiritual herbs.

In an instant, Sky Demon Sect became a hive of activity, for fear of being idle.