All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 476 - 284: Is This How His Woman Acts? Ninth Apprentice Uncle?_2

Chapter 476: Chapter 284: Is This How His Woman Acts? Ninth Apprentice Uncle?_2
The curtain on the flying ship parted, and a figure in deep purple billowed forth!
Her features were as delicate as a fine-brush painting. She wore a deep purple, intricately layered robe with maroon trim. Her white hair drifted in the air, and beneath her purple skirt peeked a pair of blue silk shoes, each adorned with two peach blossoms that seemed to take flight. The triple-tiered edging of her robe swayed gently, accentuating her exceptionally slender waist. Her pale, slender hands had nails tinted a striking purple.
Pausing briefly, she surveyed everything before her.
The appearance of this person instantly caused a flash of panic in the eyes of everyone present. They hurriedly bowed their heads and said,
"Greetings, Ninth Elder..."
Dan Wulan’s eyes swept toward Mo Li and Mo Fan, her voice then rising sharply in rebuke,
"Have you nothing better to do?"
"Is this how you use the swords of the Sword Sect?"
"Who started this?"
Although my primary purpose for coming to the South Country was to find Su Bei, I also had responsibility for these Sword Sect Disciples. If anything unexpected happened on the way, I wouldn’t have a good explanation for Wenren Pingxin.
The group of Sword Sect Disciples hemmed and hawed without a word. Mo Li glanced at Dan Wulan and, unhurriedly, bowed slightly to her, deftly avoiding her gaze, and said softly,
"I was the one who started it."
Dan Wulan said nothing.
I had mixed feelings about the woman before me. As a woman myself, I naturally knew about the little schemes she harbored towards Su Bei. But she was, after all, my man’s disciple. How could I punish her without considering the consequences? If Su Bei were to hear of it, it could easily turn into malicious gossip—they’d say Dan Wulan was even jealous of her man’s disciple, scheming to punish her, an evil woman... Although I didn’t care about others’ opinions, I cared a great deal about Su Bei. What if Su Bei got the wrong idea because of this, and it only served to strengthen his thoughts of getting together with that vixen Nan Ji?
—But with so many eyes on me, I couldn’t just let this go!
Dan Wulan’s brow arched delicately, her mouth curling into a slight sneer. Her voice was cold as she said,
"Mo Li, as the second senior sister of the Sword Sect, is this how you set an example?"
"Did your master teach you to turn your sword against your fellow disciples?"
"Hmm?"
Her tone was icy; she was clearly angry.
Whether she was Su Bei’s disciple or not, such behavior violated the rules of the Sword Sect. If this were the Sect, it would warrant confinement on the Disciplinary Cliff.
Seeing that Ninth Uncle seemed somewhat angry, Xiao Ruoching sighed softly to herself before stepping forward and saying,
"Ninth Uncle, it is my fault."
"It has nothing to do with my junior sister."
Despite our many conflicts, I couldn’t bear to let her take the blame alone.
Mo Li looked up at Xiao Ruoching, showing no appreciation for her gesture, and said coolly,
"Xiao Ruoching, is there any need for you to play the good person here?"
Dan Wulan watched the scene unfold before her, her lips curving into a cold smile as her longsword flashed out of its sheath with a sharp CLANG.
A terrifying pressure, carried by the swirling clouds, enveloped the flying ship. Dan Wulan narrowed her eyes and said,
"What profound sisterly affection."
"As direct disciples, you knowingly break the law. How did your master teach you?"
"Did he only teach you to cover up for one another?"
Mo Fan kept his head low, his lips curling into a cold smile.
No matter if they were direct disciples, I had heard from the older generation of the Sword Sect that the Ninth Elder was as cold as a block of ice and would not tolerate any wrongdoing. Now it seemed certain that they would not escape punishment.
However, under the dreadful pressure, Mo Li seemed utterly unaffected, raising her head to look at Dan Wulan provocatively.
"What? His disciple gets bullied, and you fail to notice in time?"
"As a senior sister, I stood up against the injustice for my junior sister, and now you’re attributing the blame to me?"
"Is that how *his* woman should act?"
"Ninth... Uncle?"
The air seemed thick with the scent of gunpowder. Mo Li’s silver hair and Dan Wulan’s white hair fluttered, their gazes locked.
Dan Wulan’s maroon-purple robe floated in the air, its edges seeming to bloom with peach blossoms.
With just a glance, she was more fetching than any flower!
As Mo Li’s words fell, everyone’s gaze turned incredulously towards the two of them.
For a moment, some disciples, faces full of disbelief, gasped in shock.
Sister Mo Li actually dared to talk back to an elder? Without even using a respectful form of address?
Dan Wulan clenched her fist, her eyes narrowed as she stared at Mo Li, who was equally unyielding.
Finally, Dan Wulan’s gaze shifted. She saw the Sword Maiden, who had been hiding behind Xiao Ruoching and was now crying. Expressionlessly, Dan Wulan spoke,
"I want to know the full story."
Mo Li’s words, ’Is that how *his* woman should act?’ cut Dan Wulan to the core.
Especially at this time of extreme sensitivity to emotions, I couldn’t help but reflect. Had I truly been wrong? In his absence, it was my solemn duty to look after his disciples, as befitting my connection to their master. Yet, looking back, I had practically let them run wild—an unprecedented level of neglect on my part. It was all due to my own selfishness, shirking the duties I was supposed to shoulder. As more and more new disciples joined the Sword Sect, the Sword Maiden faced increasing doubts, and even I had heard such whispers more than once. Yet, I had never addressed these issues, allowing the conflicts to deepen to the point where they could no longer be avoided.
Finally, a disciple tremblingly stepped forward and explained the full story to Dan Wulan in detail.
Dan Wulan closed her eyes, letting out a quiet sigh. Then, she swept her gaze across the gathering of disciples and said,
"Both sides are at fault. Xiao Ruoching, Mo Li, Mo Fan, Zhang Li, you four will be confined for seven days and receive a major mark against your names as a warning."
"The rest of you will receive a minor mark. The Enforcement Hall back at the Sect will handle your cases."
"This incident must not recur. If anyone objects, come find me alone!"
After a pause, her gaze shifted towards the Sword Maiden, and she added,
"Furthermore, regarding the Sword Maiden, if I hear any more discussion on this topic, the consequences will be far more severe than just a major mark."
"Dismissed."
Mo Fan abruptly lifted his head, his eyes full of shock.
Is this how it ends? Why should I too be given a major mark? As a Sword Sect disciple, I’m aware that those with a major mark against them lose access to the sect’s preferential resources. Mo Li and Xiao Ruoching might not care, as they have their masters, but I absolutely need those communal cultivation resources!
"Why?!" he blurted out. "Isn’t this favoritism?!"
His gaze darkened as he looked towards Mo Li. Suddenly, in front of everyone, he declared,
"Senior Sister Mo Li, in seven days, I challenge you to a duel!"
"I will prove that compared to me, you are nothing special! Why do you look down on me with such disdain?"
"What gives you the right to scorn me?"
Mo Fan’s words caused an uproar. Everyone turned in shock to look at him.
"Has Mo Fan gone mad?"
"He’s only just entered the Golden Core Realm, and isn’t Senior Sister Mo Li almost at the Late Stage Golden Elixir realm?"
"How dare he?"
Mo Fan ignored the murmuring around him; he had his own calculations.
My Sacred Bone is only a few days away from etching the second Sacred Mark, and I am confident that in seven days, I will break through to the Mid Stage Golden Elixir. For so long, I’ve had absolute confidence that I’m unmatched at my level! Moreover, now that I bear a major mark, only by displaying commensurate strength can I draw the attention of the Sword Sect elders and have resources directed my way. In seven days, which is also the day of the Buckle Immortal Gate, if I defeat Mo Li in front of everyone... then won’t everything be within my grasp?
Even Dan Wulan looked over at Mo Fan, narrowing her eyes slightly, but she said nothing and disappeared from the spot.
A cold smile curled on Mo Li’s lips as she looked at him. Then she said coldly,
"I accept. If you lose, apologize!"
Mo Fan’s eyes instantly flared with fervor. He gulped and asked,
"And if I win?"
Mo Li turned away, her back towards him, her black cloak fluttering, leaving only a stream of her silver hair dancing in the wind.
"I will apologize."