All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me
Chapter 43 Watch my move closely (Begging for follow-up reads!!) _1

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 Watch my move closely (Begging for follow-up reads!!) _1

"My foolish ’little brother,’ huh?" Su Bei said, a hint of a smirk on his face.

Xiao Ruoching froze, somewhat bewildered. ’Little brother’? What does he mean by that?

Su Bei observed this scene, his brows gently smoothing out.

It seems my powerful aura has thoroughly frightened my disciple. She’s on the verge of crying. I guess after this, she probably won’t be so overly curious anymore!

However, this disciple of mine is a bit silly. Isn’t falling flat on your face a privilege reserved for female protagonists? Can the Child of Fortune experience this too?

He then sighed softly and, under Xiao Ruoching’s somewhat disbelieving gaze, crouched down.

"Sit here and stretch out your leg!"

Xiao Ruoching’s expression briefly stalled, and then she subconsciously extended the injured leg.

Su Bei gently took off Xiao Ruoching’s embroidered shoe. Beneath the stocking, her toes were crystal-clear and round, flawless. Her beautiful heels and delicate ankles were marred only by the slight redness and swelling.

He looked up. Her slightly pale face evoked even more pity.

In that moment, it felt as if his heart had skipped half a beat.

This gentle and fragile disciple... is it really okay for me to bully her like this?

These feet are simply an unparalleled work of art! What kind of graphics card would it take to render such high-definition, delicate textures? My ancestral DNA seems to be stirring.

Xiao Ruoching still hadn’t recovered from her shock as she watched her master examining her small feet with a frown.

He... wasn’t he supposed to teach me a lesson? Why is he being so gentle? I just burned down his ancestral grave! I hate him so much I wish I could hack him into pieces... Isn’t he angry?

Su Bei gently removed the tattered stockings. A faint light emerged from his hand, softly covering Xiao Ruoching’s ankle.

Instantly, a warm, tingling sensation spread throughout Xiao Ruoching’s body.

Is this Su Bei really *that* Su Bei?

Xiao Ruoching’s eyes, tranquil as autumn waters, watched Su Bei, who was fully focused on treating her.

There’s no denying it. If I hadn’t experienced the despair of my past life, I might have already given my whole heart and soul to him by now.

This is a man who, at least on the surface, is absolutely perfect. Sensitive, gentle, handsome.

But why did he have to commit an act that outraged both humans and gods? Why!?

As she thought this, tears began to flow down Xiao Ruoching’s face.

Su Bei looked up. He saw Xiao Ruoching’s tear-stained face and the incredibly complex look in her eyes.

For a moment, he was at a loss.

Did I hurt her?

"Does it hurt?" After a moment, Su Bei asked, still a little uncertain.

Xiao Ruoching shook her head, closed her eyes, and let Su Bei’s Spiritual Energy flow through her body.

How pathetic I am. The man before me plunged a sword into my heart without a second thought, yet I’m still coveting this tiny bit of tenderness from him? I despise myself!

If only... if only he had truly been this kind to me, how wonderful would that have been?

Su Bei, somewhat reluctantly, put Xiao Ruoching’s delicate little foot down. "Alright, the swelling’s gone," he said. "Try it. Does it still hurt?"

Xiao Ruoching slowly placed the ball of her foot on the ground, flexed her arch, then gradually shifted her weight onto the sole. She gently looked up.

"It doesn’t hurt anymore."

Su Bei pulled Xiao Ruoching to her feet, thought for a moment, then still forcefully ruffled her hair.

He coughed, then said, "Don’t act pitiful here!"

"I don’t fall for that. Go practice diligently!"

"The cultivation world is full of deceit and trickery. Without strength, you’re nothing in this world!"

"Understand?"

"Hurry up and cultivate. You burned the ancestral tomb, so you should have the luck you wanted, right? What else does that Cultivation Technique tell you to do?"

"This isn’t over. When I get the chance, I’ll teach you a lesson!"

"It’s getting dark. Go sleep in the thatched cottage. I’ll stay in the pigsty tonight."

Xiao Ruoching took a deep breath, her eyes, filled with a shifting, perplexed emotion, followed Su Bei’s departing figure.

Then, she gently squatted down, burying her head between her knees.

She meticulously replayed Su Bei’s indifferent gaze and the memory of the stabbing pain in her chest.

When she lifted her head again, the confusion in her eyes had vanished instantly.

It was replaced by a steely resolve!

Master! No matter what you do to me, my resolve will not be broken! In this life, I *will* kill you!

「Night, the crescent moon hung playfully in the sky.」

The sun had set in the west, and the moon had risen. At first, it was dim and hazy, but gradually it grew brighter, its light dappled by dancing shadows, casting a refined and elegant glow.

Two figures stood before the pigsty on No-Sword Peak. The moonlight outlined them, revealing a handsome man standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

Behind him was a stunningly beautiful woman in a small suit and black stockings, holding a stick that resembled a discipline ruler.

Su Bei looked at the bright moon and said lightly, "Are you ready? This might be exhausting."

"I am ready!" Dan Wuque looked at Su Bei firmly, holding the stick tightly in her hand.

Su Bei gazed at the Qingping Sword, still draped with his own clothes, and said softly, "It’s my first time too. I don’t have any experience."

"Yes, it’s a first for both of us!" Dan Wuque took a deep breath, then assumed a unique starting posture.

Su Bei turned. Seeing Dan Wuque’s already promising form, he nodded in satisfaction.

Then, under Dan Wuque’s puzzled gaze, he took out a red scarf from his storage ring and gently draped it over her shoulders.

Su Bei leaned against the Qingping Sword—which was planted so firmly in the ancestral grave that no one could pull it out—and looked at the solemn-faced Dan Wuque. "Alright, demonstrate your Swordsmanship. Let me see the results of your cultivation."

Dan Wuque took a deep breath. Her eyes, filled with longing, were fixed on Su Bei.

She vividly remembered the scene from the daytime: thousands of flying swords swirling over Su Bei’s head.

Although the swords later seemed to tire of flying and scattered everywhere, forcing the Sword Sect Disciples to spend a whole day picking them up from below No-Sword Peak, this didn’t lessen her admiration for her Fifth Senior Brother in the slightest!

The thought that she, of all people, would be instructed by her Fifth Senior Brother—it was a glorious opportunity she absolutely couldn’t miss!

Therefore, as soon as it was nearly midnight, she had eagerly donned this special outfit and gone to No-Sword Peak to find Su Bei.

Dan Wuque raised her arm to the sky. "Fifth Senior Brother, please guide me!" she declared, then shouted, "Unparalleled Challenge!"

An hour passed in what felt like an instant. Su Bei frowned as he watched Dan Wuque, her face glistening with sweat.

Something’s not right! What’s missing?

Su Bei’s brows tightened.

It seems I’ll have to demonstrate how to spot movements and openings.

With that thought, Su Bei casually pulled an iron sword from the ground beside him. He looked solemnly at Dan Wuque. "Junior Sister, watch my movements closely!"

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