All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me
Chapter 32 Why is she burning pork for nothing?_1

Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Why is she burning pork for nothing?_1

The lingering light of winter stained the clouds crimson.

Atop No-Sword Peak, it seemed as if the Fire Cloud Immortals had descended, watching over the mortal realm.

The surging flames, as if tainted with the resentment of generations of peak masters, had transformed into a frenzied Fire Dragon that scorched the majestic steles of the ancestral tomb.

Within the stone steles, there seemed to be traces of the refined essence of past peak masters.

CRACKLE! POP!

The angry flames spared nothing around, instantly engulfing the lavishly decorated pigpen and the surrounding peach and plum trees!

Amid the crackling of the flames, hundreds of terrified Immortal Pigs scattered in all directions.

Alas, the pigpen Su Bei had built was too sturdy. The usually pampered Immortal Pigs, now amid a sea of flames, found themselves trapped, with no escape to the heavens or a path to the earth.

The air filled with the scent of roasting pork.

Finally, after one pig, its belly shrunken from the heat, knocked over the last fence and galloped down No-Sword Peak, for a moment, the Sword Sect witnessed a large group of charred Immortal Pigs, reeking of roasted meat, screaming as they crashed haphazardly throughout the sect—like a stampede of cooked pork!

Sword Sect Disciples gaped in disbelief at the bizarre spectacle that unfolded before them today.

Pigs falling from the sky!?

"This... These are the pigs raised by the Fifth Elder, aren’t they?"

"What happened at No-Sword Peak?"

"Was the Fifth Elder doing alchemy? Did he blow up the pigpen?"

"..."

Soon thereafter, anxious cries could be heard one after another in the distance:

"This is bad! The ancestral tomb at No-Sword Peak is on fire!"

"This is bad! The Fifth Elder’s ancestral tomb is on fire..."

"This is bad! The Fifth Elder’s pig manure is on fire!!"

"Great! The Fifth Elder’s pigs have set the tomb ablaze!"

"Great! Hurry up and join the fun!"

"??"

The clamor quickly alerted all the Sword Sect Elders.

Each of them looked towards Su Bei’s No-Sword Peak and then suddenly vanished.

「...」

The First Elder’s courtyard was eerily quiet; even the whisper of the breeze seemed audible.

Wenren Pingxin rested her hands on the edge of the table, propping her cheeks as she gazed at everything.

Hmm! The Sword Sect presented a picture of elegance and serenity. After all, listening to the wind, gazing at the smoke, and watching the pigs was indeed a very refined activity.

Initially perplexed, Wenren Pingxin suddenly realized something. That smoking, fiery place... isn’t that the ancestral tomb of No-Sword Peak?

Instantly, cold sweat drenched Wenren Pingxin. Her delicate body trembled, and she couldn’t help but lightly pat her ample bosom to calm herself:

"Oh, my dear little ancestor!"

"I told you to raise funds by any means necessary, not to set your ancestral tomb on fire!"

"..."

The jade bowls couldn’t help but gently sway, stirring up dazzling ripples, billowing up and down, threatening to burst through the thin fabric.

Then she casually picked up a long robe from beside her, draped it over herself, and instantly disappeared from the spot.

「...」

Beside the stele of the ancestral tomb, now glowing red from the fire.

When Su Bei arrived, the scene was already in complete disarray.

Su Bei looked on with a pained expression at the piles of cooked pork on the ground, the air saturated with the brazen scent of barbecued meat!

My pigs!! My money!! My capital!!

A wave of dizziness washed over him instantly, and Su Bei felt his eyes turn dry.

He heartbrokenly picked up a piece of sizzling pork from the ground and put it in his mouth.

If only there were some cumin, the flavor would be even more intense!

"This wasteful thing!"

"Are you roasting pigs or roasting your tomb!?"

"..."

Su Bei looked like he wanted to cry but had no tears, an immense grievance welling up with nowhere to vent.

Then he turned his head and saw Xiao Ruoching standing quietly nearby, holding the book *The Protagonist Must Cultivate This Technique*, her eyes gradually reddening.

A question arose in his mind:

The ancestral tomb burned, so it burned. But why did she have to burn the pigs? Has she gone mad? This wastrel... she doesn’t bear any grudge against me, does she?

"..."

Su Bei frowned, forcibly pushing thoughts of the Immortal Pigs aside, and meticulously recalled everything that had happened since he accepted Xiao Ruoching as his disciple.

It doesn’t seem like I’ve offended her, have I? Is this brat really trying to screw her master over?

Xiao Ruoching looked up at Su Bei’s grief-stricken expression and felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction in her heart!

This move not only ruined his future but also his pigs!

It could be described as killing two birds with one stone!

Seeing Su Bei’s confused gaze, Xiao Ruoching blinked forcefully, managing to squeeze out two crocodile tears.

She took small, ’aggrieved’ steps towards Su Bei, her little face ’deathly pale’. Kneeling before him, her eyes filled with panic, she said:

"Master... Master..."

"Your disciple has made a grave mistake!"

"..."

Beneath her Sword Sect Disciple’s long robe, somewhat damaged by sparks, her black silk stockings were tattered from the intense heat, revealing glimpses of the fair skin beneath...

Her ink-black hair was styled in a flowing cloud bun, soft strands caressing her fragrant cheeks. The firelight enhanced her already jade-like skin, making it appear even fairer and more tender.

Her aggrieved eyes were rimmed with tearstains.

Su Bei snorted coldly, hands clasped behind his back, looking expressionlessly at his kneeling female disciple.

She’s challenging my authority!

He then spoke indifferently,

"As your Master, I need an explanation!"

"..."

Does she take me for a fool? Hmph! One fire costing millions in gold?

Suppressing the elation in her heart, Xiao Ruoching nervously handed over the damaged Cultivation Technique, saying softly,

"Disciple... Disciple cultivated according to this Cultivation Technique."

"It says that to cultivate karmic luck, the ancestral tomb must be set ablaze..."

"..."

Xiao Ruoching knew that her clumsy lies would never deceive Su Bei!

After all, probably no one knew how deep Su Bei’s shrewdness ran.

But, for the same reason as before, she had leverage now!

Her body was her greatest leverage!

As long as his Devouring Heaven Demon Art wasn’t successfully cultivated, he wouldn’t truly bare his fangs at her!

But nothing was certain.

Why haven’t the people from the Enforcement Hall arrived yet? Why hasn’t the Elder council arrived yet? If they don’t come soon, what if he decides to deal with me on the spot?

"..."

Su Bei’s brows, which had been knitted tightly like a pretzel, instantly smoothed out when he saw the Cultivation Technique Xiao Ruoching handed over.

Ah! So the book said to do it... Then there’s no problem! Xiao Ruoching is the Child of Destiny; burning the ancestral tomb must be the will of the heavens! It’s a pity, though. The price was my hundreds of Immortal Pigs. But this matter absolutely cannot be let go just like that! I must display the dignity befitting a master. The family rules must be strict, only then will the disciple respect the master and the teachings!

Just as Su Bei was pondering how to punish Xiao Ruoching, several figures suddenly appeared around him.

A group of Sword Sect Elders had arrived at the scene, their faces etched with shock at the sight before them!

They looked at Xiao Ruoching kneeling on the ground in tattered clothes, at Su Bei standing tall with his hands clasped behind him, and at the ancestral tomb’s stele still engulfed in roaring flames.

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