Mundane Saint-Chapter 46 – Qin Yiyao's annoying trouble

Qin Yiyao didn't want the destruction of the Black Forest Gang to be easily linked to her or the new Medicine Hall in the southern part of the city.
This way, she could preserve the tranquility her master, Gu Heng, desired when he descended into the mortal world to cultivate his mind. If someone were to come looking for trouble, it would inevitably upset her master.
With this thought in mind, Qin Yiyao made her way down the mountain along the path she had come.
Halfway down, she encountered three or four young people, only a few years older than her. Qin Yiyao frowned and looked closely, realizing that these young people were wearing the blue and green robes of the Nianling Sect.
They were disciples from the Nianling Sect out for training.
This was not surprising; Qin Yiyao had seen them before.
The sect leader of the Nianling Sect held significant influence in several nearby cities. As far as Qin Yiyao knew, the three major families in Cloud Spirit City would send generous tributes to the Nianling Sect every year. Even the common people in the southern part of the city would come to pay their respects when the sect members descended from the mountain. Many wealthy families in the major cities were willing to send their sons and daughters to the Nianling Sect for training.
This was because the sect leader and the grand elder of the Nianling Sect were Body Fusion stage cultivators.
In a place like this, Body Fusion stage cultivators were already extremely powerful.
Qin Yiyao didn't want to get involved with these people. She was about to walk around them when she noticed they had already spotted her and were approaching.
"Tsk..."
She frowned.
...
Wu Jie looked at Black Forest Mountain, the stench of blood was overwhelming.
He was the grandson of Wu Rong, the third elder of the Nianling Sect. Today, he brought these disciples out for training. Among them was a female disciple who was quite attractive, and Wu Jie intended to impress her. Therefore, he took on a sect mission to deal with the gang called the Black Forest Gang.
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According to his knowledge, the strongest member of the Black Forest Gang, the leader Huang Su, was a Core Formation stage cultivator with a lot of water in his cultivation.
Wu Jie himself was already at the seventh level of Core Formation, equipped with an eighth-tier mortal-grade sword and protective armor. Dealing with Huang Su would be a piece of cake.
After dealing with the Black Forest Gang, the female disciple would naturally fall into his hands, becoming another of his playthings.
But what he didn't expect was...
Had the Black Forest Gang encountered some misfortune?
As they walked up the mountain, they saw bodies everywhere, all killed with a single sword strike. The person who did this was likely no weaker than him!
By the time they reached halfway up the mountain, Wu Jie felt that someone had already beaten them to it and wiped out the Black Forest Gang.
The sect mission was left unfinished, which didn't matter much. The key issue was that he lost the opportunity to showcase his strength in front of the female disciple, which left him a bit displeased.
Moreover...
Wu Jie's gaze suddenly stopped on the mountain path ahead.
A slender and graceful figure was walking down, dressed in a blue and white gauze dress, highlighting her exquisite and flawless cold face. Compared to her, Wu Jie suddenly felt that the female disciple beside him was quite ordinary and mediocre.
She was a delicate and aloof flower.
And upon closer inspection, she was only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, probably a young lady who had accidentally wandered into Black Forest Mountain.
Wu Jie's eyes immediately turned fervent. He stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Young lady, why are you here alone?"
"None of your business."
Qin Yiyao glanced at him and then looked away.
Just a spoiled brat.
She saw through him immediately.
Wu Jie's eyes grew even more heated. Knowing how to refuse only made things more interesting for him.
He spoke in a seemingly gentle tone, "Young lady, it's dangerous to be here alone in this desolate place!"
"There was a vicious gang called the Black Forest Gang here, and it seems they've been wiped out. If you're not careful and get caught by someone from there, who knows what might happen to you. Why not come with me back to the Nianling Sect? I guarantee you'll become a disciple of the third elder."
Wu Jie reached out his lecherous hand, trying to place it on Qin Yiyao's shoulder.
Relying on his elder grandfather, he was fearless. This little girl at the second level of Foundation Establishment was weak and surely inexperienced. His words would surely be enticing!
"If your hand moves an inch closer, you won't need it anymore."
But Qin Yiyao's cold voice was like a bucket of cold water, forcing his hand to stop abruptly.
Wu Jie didn't expect to be rejected!
His grandfather was one of the three Body Fusion stage cultivators in the Nianling Sect, unmatched in the area! The young ladies from noble families or common girls he fancied, even the female disciples in the Nianling Sect, wouldn't dare say no to him!
And this little girl at the second level of Foundation Establishment dared to speak to him like this!?
With such talent, she wouldn't even qualify to clean toilets in the Nianling Sect!
Instantly, a look of anger appeared on his face. "Do you know who I am? It's your fortune that I fancy you. If you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, I assure you, you'll regret it!"
"Hah!" Qin Yiyao sneered coldly. "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"
"You wretched girl!"
Wu Jie, irritated and impatient, struck out with a palm, a massive force surging from his palm wind, enveloping Qin Yiyao as if to swallow her whole!
He avoided her face, after all, if her face was damaged, it wouldn't be fun.
Moreover, dealing with someone at the second level of Foundation Establishment didn't require seriousness; the girl would surely be too scared to move.
A cold gleam flashed in Qin Yiyao's eyes, and she unleashed a sword light, instantly condensing a sword aura!
Blood splattered!
By the time Wu Jie reacted, he found his hand had been severed at the root!
"Ah!"
His agonized scream echoed through the silent mountain forest.
The disciples beside him, seeing their senior brother fail to flirt and instead have his sword-wielding hand severed by this girl, were all terrified.
Was this girl crazy?
The third elder of the Nianling Sect only had this one grandson and was extremely protective. Even the sect leader had to show him some favoritism to avoid displeasing him.
But now, his sword-wielding hand was just cut off like that?
They felt only fear.
Because if this matter reached the Nianling Sect, the third elder, in his fury, might take it out on them first!
For an elder to kill these low-status, talentless new disciples was all too easy, and the sect leader wouldn't intervene.
"How dare you..." Wu Jie, in unbearable pain, sweat pouring down his forehead, looked in horror at his severed hand and shouted, "Kill her! Kill her! Do it now!"
"Do it now! Kill her!"
Hearing Wu Jie's shout, the Nianling Sect disciples dared not move, for when Qin Yiyao's sword pointed at them, they felt a chill enveloping their bodies, making them tremble.
Then—
They discovered that this seemingly frail and thin girl was incredibly fast!
She didn't draw her sword, but her figure moved like a ghost, and in an instant, the disciples were all on the ground, clutching their chests, faces pale.
Each of them had a higher cultivation level than her, one even at Core Formation, yet they couldn't fully see her moves.
Since when was the second level of Foundation Establishment so formidable?
"I won't kill you, just don't bother me."
Then, Qin Yiyao glanced indifferently at Wu Jie.
Wu Jie, eyes red, endured the pain and said, "You wretched woman... I'm Wu Jie! My grandfather is the third elder of the Nianling Sect! You dare harm me, you're doomed..."
He seemed to be waiting, hoping to see fear on Qin Yiyao's face.
But he was disappointed.
The only expression Qin Yiyao showed was ridicule.
"Fine, tell your grandfather that you were defeated by a little girl at the second level of Foundation Establishment, and let everyone know that you, a waste, couldn't even defeat a girl at Foundation Establishment."
Qin Yiyao casually tossed out the words.
Hearing this, Wu Jie's face turned purple-red!
This wretched woman!
He gritted his teeth in hatred. "Fine! Just you wait!"
A flash of malice crossed his eyes as he picked up his severed hand and ran off without looking back. The disciples, not bothering with anything else, could only follow him away in disgrace.
Leaving those words behind, he turned and ran.
Qin Yiyao merely snorted disdainfully, "Fool."
Let him bring his grandfather, so she could deal with both the young and the old together, cleanly!
Originally, she hadn't intended to get involved with the Nianling Sect, but now that this spoiled brat had come looking for a beating, she couldn't let it go.
She might not be able to handle the old one for now, but wasn't her master still around?
However, Qin Yiyao still needed to hurry back.
It was just noon, and she might still make it back in time for her master's cooking.
...
The sun was high in the sky.
In front of the Medicine Hall, Gu Heng saw Old Man Gu carrying a plaque.
"Oh, this old man works quite fast."
Gu Heng remarked as he approached, "Old Man Gu, why did you come personally?"
He admired Old Man Gu's endurance. At his age, he could carry a plaque from the west of the city to the south and deliver it in person. Not to mention, his dedication to service was commendable.
Old Man Gu surveyed Gu Heng's Medicine Hall and nodded.
"Young Master Gu, this Medicine Hall looks quite impressive."
"You're too kind."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Old Man Gu placed the plaque on the ground, rubbing his hands with a hint of nervousness on his face.
Gu Heng came over to examine the plaque—honestly, the craftsmanship was better than he had imagined. The base was made of sandalwood, the characters were bold and powerful, and the carved words were filled with gold paint, giving it a grand appearance.
Moreover, the calligraphy had a touch of the artistic conception of his own handwriting.
His calligraphy skills were "masterful."
This showed that Old Man Gu's understanding and proficiency in calligraphy were not bad. Even just imitating, he could capture a similar essence.
The more he looked, the more he appreciated it, smiling warmly, "Old Man Gu, you truly have some skills."
Old Man Gu became even more excited and appeared more humbled. "Young Master Gu, you're too kind. I've been studying your calligraphy for several days to gain some insight."