All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 405 - 252 The First Mutual Test Between Two Female Disciples_1

Chapter 405: Chapter 252 The First Mutual Test Between Two Female Disciples_1
Specks of light scattered about, illuminating the figures of several women. Mist veiled the water’s surface, vast and drifting.
Xiao Ruoching, with her hands clasped behind her back, stood under the willows, her hand gripping the small hand of the Sword Maiden behind her, her snow-white gown billowing. The wind rose, and the gauze fluttered.
Xiao Ruoching looked at the disciples before her, a faint smile curling at the corners of her mouth as she spoke, "I only joined a few months ahead of you. And I am not as strong as you might imagine. You must practice diligently, at least so that others cannot look down upon you..."
Each of the newly admitted disciples had an expression of being pleasantly surprised and nodded toward the women. The female disciples had stars in their eyes and seemed to regard the woman before them as the goal to strive for.
Just as Xiao Ruoching was about to turn and leave, she suddenly sensed a dark wind blowing from behind. Her brows furrowed slightly, and turning her head, she saw Mo Li’s eyes cold, her brows deeply furrowed, squinting as if deep in thought.
Afterward, Mo Li stepped forward, her gaze lowered. She extended a jade finger, pointing at one of the newly admitted disciples of the Sword Sect, and said softly, "You, what is your name?"
Xiao Ruoching felt a bit puzzled.
Since when did her junior martial sister care about these new disciples?
She followed the direction Mo Li indicated.
WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH—
All eyes turned to where Mo Li pointed. A man of ordinary appearance, only passably handsome, looked bewilderingly at everything before him. He shook his head several times, and after repeatedly confirming, realized that the silver-haired, silver-eyed, cold beauty, as pristine as winter plum blossoms, was indeed pointing at him!
Although he felt something strange in his heart, he still stepped forward, took a deep breath, and said, "Newly admitted disciple Mo Fan, greeting Sister Mo, Sister Xiao, Senior Sister Jian!"
Zhen Jianting examined the man closely. After all, besides being a direct disciple of Elder Su, Mo Li was also the eldest daughter of the Mo Family, one of the four great noble families of Dongfeng Ancient Country, and her status was among the most distinguished in the world.
Who exactly was the man Mo Li had singled out?
The Sword Maiden also peeked her little face from behind Xiao Ruoching, blinking her eyes at the man Mo Li had called out. His eyes were filled with determination, and he carried a confident aura that made him stand out among the fawning new Sword Sect disciples.
After getting a clear view of the man’s features, Xiao Ruoching’s heart sank instantly, her brow furrowed in thought. Although she did not know why Mo Li pointed out this man, she had a profound impression of this man. In her previous life, this man had outshone all other newly admitted Sword Sect disciples, and was arguably the foremost among them—even she had been defeated by him. Later on, Mo Fan had discovered the Devouring Heaven Demon Art their master was practicing and ed it to the elders, but everyone dismissed him as spouting nonsense; for how could the gentle Elder Su ever commit such a universally detestable act? In the end, he disappeared mysteriously, and when he reappeared, he was the newly anointed Saint Heir of the Wuhua Palace. He had tried multiple times to put their master to death.
Although now, I realize his disappearance must have been related to Master...
She had thought that with so many changes in this life, he would not appear in the Sword Sect. But confusion crept over Xiao Ruoching’s face.
Why did Mo Li suddenly call him!? It’s impossible that she, like me, has been reborn and recognizes Mo Fan.
Murmurs of discussion arose, all the newly admitted disciples looking enviously at Mo Fan as they whispered:
"My God, could Mo Fan have caught Sister Mo’s eye? Might he become a disciple of No-Sword Peak this time!?"
"Brother Mo Fan is going to have great fortune! That’s Sister Mo..."
"The eldest daughter of the Mo Family! Dammit, what kind of incredible luck has this Mo Fan stumbled upon?"
"Could it be that these days they prefer those with ordinary looks and a determined gaze?"
...
Even Mo Fan himself felt a hint of excitement. He didn’t understand why Sister Mo singled him out, but he had started to believe some of the speculation.
After all, I’ve never interacted with Sister Mo before, and this is our first meeting. How could she possibly hold any grudge against me? Then, the only possibility is—
His body trembled slightly.
Could it really be as others said, that I’ve caught Sister Mo’s eye? For a direct disciple like Sister Mo, I’m just an outer sect disciple. The difference in our status is like that between clouds and mud, truly unbridgeable, isn’t it? But—
Mo Fan clenched his fists tightly. Unseen by all, a bone in his heart glowed as he vowed internally:
In three months, at the Sword Sect’s newcomer competition, I *will* become a direct disciple! I, Mo Fan, am not inferior to her! The Hidden Dragon List must also have a place for me, Mo Fan!
He calmed the turbulence in his heart. Raising his head again as if to confirm his suspicions, he locked eyes with Sister Mo’s watery silver ones.
Their eyes met.
The next moment, a chill that rose from his spine instantly spread throughout Mo Fan’s body. He instinctively took a step back, shivering.
I’ve never seen such a terrifying gaze before!
Only from the angle visible to him could he see the terrible curve shaping the lips of that breathtakingly beautiful face. Under the shade of her silver hair, was a pair of cold, emotionless eyes with a hint of a chilling smile.