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Chapter 182 People in the Play
Xie Wanxun was fully aware of what was happening within the barrier.
However, she had no interest in such infighting among fellow disciples; she was carefully cutting talismans with scissors.
Dozens of miniature, adorable paper figures emerged from her hands, and Xie Wanxun channeled her magical energy into them. The paper figures seemed to come alive, circling around Xie Wanxun and even giving her a massage on her legs and shoulders.
Xie Wanxun lay comfortably in a cloud of black mist, enjoying the service of the little paper figures.
In a daze, Xie Wanxun was about to fall asleep.
At this moment, two little paper figures suddenly appeared on Xie Wanxun's forehead. The paper figures looked at each other, nodded, and then hit Xie Wanxun's head hard with a "bang".
"Ah!" Xie Wanxun woke up with a start. After seeing who had hit her, she could only give an embarrassed smile. After all, the purpose of these little paper figures was to prevent her from falling asleep again.
To perk himself up, Xie Wanxun focused his attention on a few small paper figures.
"Yes, it's you guys. You play Song Huai'an, Jiang Ci, Yan Ze, and Ye Qianqian. Let me have a laugh," Xie Wanxun ordered.
The four little paper figures reluctantly floated in front of Xie Wanxun.
"Your Majesty!"
The four little paper figures knelt down with a "thump" and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Beat them up!"
The surrounding paper figures surrounded the four paper figures, chasing and hitting them until the four paper figures finally fell to the ground, covered in dust.
After Xie Wanxun channeled her demonic energy to restore the four paper figures to their original state, she then played the same game with other paper figures.
Outside, Xie Wanxun and the paper figures were entertaining themselves, but inside the barrier, they were locked in a fierce battle.
"Ji Yun, what's with your high and mighty attitude? You only became a disciple because your father made contributions to the Tianyan Sect. You're a backdoor swindler!" Lin Jingquan cursed indignantly.
Ji Yun scoffed, "Lin Jingquan, you're no better. If it weren't for your father as your backer, why would the disciples of the Tianyan Sect listen to you?"
“My dad is amazing. Unlike your dad, whose cultivation is not high enough, he can only fight against demonic cultivators with his own body. If it were my dad, he would definitely beat up the demonic cultivators.” Lin Jingquan said hatefully.
Ji Yun clenched her fist and said with dissatisfaction, "You're not allowed to talk about my father like that."
After saying that, the two started fighting.
Lin Jingquan was bound by the Immortal Binding Rope and could only bite his opponent with his teeth, while Ji Yun's punches landed squarely, giving Lin Jingquan no chance to resist.
After an unknown amount of time, the two stopped fighting. Strictly speaking, it should be considered a one-sided beating by Ji Yun.
"Ji Yun, have you hit me enough? Hurry up and release the talisman, or we'll all die." Lin Jingquan spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at Ji Yun: "If we die, it will fulfill the wishes of the Demon Lord of the Forgotten River. Your father died to resist the demons, and now you've been controlled by a demon lord. Calm down, or you'll become a laughingstock."
Lin Jingquan was no longer as arrogant as before. He now realized that if Ji Yun did not remove the talisman, they would all die inside the barrier.
Ji Yun didn't move; he simply repeated, "You're not allowed to talk about my father."
"That's enough, okay? I have a father, who cares what happens to him? Hurry up, remove the talisman, I want to go home."
"But I can't go home." Ji Yun's voice was choked with sobs, completely lacking the resoluteness and ruthlessness he had shown just moments before. He couldn't stop crying, as if he had let down all his guard.
Lin Jingquan fell silent; he didn't know how to comfort Ji Yun.
"If you don't mind, you can recognize me as your father. I don't mind becoming a father sooner." Lin Jingquan lay on the ground with a smile on his lips.
Ji Yun stopped crying, glared fiercely at Lin Jingquan, and clenched his fists so tightly they made a cracking sound.
"Just kidding, don't take it seriously." Lin Jingquan quickly tried to cover up his mistake, rolling twice on the ground in an attempt to escape Ji Yun's attack range.
Ji Yun suddenly stopped Lin Jingquan.
"Peng!"
Ji Yun punched Lin Jingquan hard, bruising one of Lin Jingquan's eyes: "Don't mention my father, and don't mention being my father."
Ji Yun bent down and began to study the talismans all over Lin Jing's body.
Although he had a cold expression, the crimson in his eyes gradually faded, and his face showed a focused and serious expression.
Lin Jingquan stopped talking. He couldn't be sure if he would anger Ji Yun again, after all, he was really bad with words.
after awhile.
"Senior Brother, I'm so bored, say a few words!"
"Peng!"
Outside the boundary.
One little paper figure holds a talisman, while another little paper figure struggles to hold up a pen and writes and draws on the talisman.
The two small paper figures were gesturing wildly in front of Xie Wanxun, as if they were practicing martial arts.
"tangerine?"
"Bang!" A small paper figure smacked Xie Wanxun on the head, then floated up to her head and stood directly on it.
Xie Wanxun covered her slightly swollen forehead, somewhat unconvinced.
"I've guessed ten times already, how come I'm wrong every single time?"
After Xie Wanxun got tired of the role-playing game, the little paper doll suggested playing a game called "Guess the Paper Drawing". The little paper doll wrote its opinions on the talisman paper, and Xie Wanxun agreed because she found it interesting.
Next, it's the paper dolls' "hunting time".
Two little paper figures draw objects on talisman paper. The two little paper figures then gesture to each other, and Xie Wanxun tries to guess. If he guesses wrong, he will be hit on the forehead by the little paper figures.
Xie Wanxun had originally guessed what the little paper doll had drawn quite easily, but this time, she tried ten times and still couldn't guess it.
A small paper figure spread its limbs and somersaulted, looking like a spinning flower, while another paper figure hopped and skipped, looking very happy.
"Apricot blossoms?" Xie Wanxun scratched his head, only to be hit by the little paper doll again.
"I'm not guessing anymore, I'm not guessing anymore. You're just trying to get revenge on me," Xie Wanxun said angrily. She snatched the talisman from the little paper figure's hand and read the words on it.
"Peach blossom pastry? How could I possibly guess something so hard to guess? Besides, I don't like peach blossom pastries." Xie Wanxun closed her eyes in a huff, no longer looking at the little paper figure.
A group of little paper figures were left scratching their heads in the same spot.
They thought their owner would guess how to recognize peach blossom pastries.
Xie Wanxun closed her eyes, feeling increasingly agitated.
Peach blossom pastry... She felt like she'd heard of it somewhere before, but where? Xie Wanxun couldn't remember at all.
Sudden.
"Ring ring ring!"
Xie Wanxun stretched, yawned, and activated the barrier.
On the ground, Lin Jingquan, his face swollen like a pig's head, lay unconscious, while Ji Yun stood to the side, looking somewhat timid.
Xie Wanxun grabbed Ji Yun by the collar in one swift motion, transferring his cultivation technique and absorbing spiritual energy.
After doing all this, Xie Wanxun quickly abandoned Ji Yun, took out a teleportation talisman, and left swiftly.
The surrounding area disappeared, and Ji Yun and Lin Jingquan returned to Tianyan Sect.
Ji Yun nudged Lin Jingquan and said calmly, "Stop pretending, wake up." The fear in his eyes was completely gone.
Lin Jingquan stood up, and the Immortal Binding Ropes around him quickly fell off. He stretched and asked, "How was it? Did you get the cultivation technique?"
"Okay. Find an opportunity to come find me, and I'll teach you the technique. Just don't let outsiders know."
"Of course, Brother Ji, you know I'm always reliable." Lin Jingquan patted his chest and assured him.
“Indeed,” Ji Yun said coldly, but a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
At this moment, a disciple appeared and exclaimed in surprise, "Second Senior Brother, you're alright, that's great!"
Lin Jingquan immediately put on his usual smug look: "Don't you know who I am? As a direct disciple of the Tianyan Sect, how could I be bullied by a mere demon lord?"
"Second Senior Brother, the injury on your face..."
Lin Jingquan glanced at Ji Yun with dissatisfaction and said disdainfully, "If it weren't for Senior Brother holding me back, I would have escaped from the Demon Lord's clutches long ago."
The junior disciple also looked at Ji Yun with dissatisfaction.
Ji Yun lowered his head and said self-reproachfully, "I'm sorry, it's because Senior Brother is useless."
After Lin Jingquan and the young disciple left, Ji Yun raised his head, showing no trace of the timidity he had displayed earlier.
He chuckled softly, then turned and left.