Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 84: What a loving couple! Thank goodness they weren't my senior or junior brothers and

Seeing that her junior sister had actually agreed to the outrageous bet proposed by Yin Lingsu, Song Qiuyu's expression changed repeatedly.

She grabbed Feng Ling Shuang's sleeve and said urgently in a low voice, "Ling Shuang, we can't agree to that! We still need to transport the medicinal herbs back to Zhongzhou; we can't stay here any longer."

"And... if you lose and really become the Sword Demon's disciple, how will you explain it to the sect leader?"

Feng Ling Shuang remained silent for a moment, then shook her head.

"Senior sister, my mind is made up. Since we promised Young Master Dong that we would take him to Zhongzhou, we should keep our word."

"Senior sister, you can transport the medicinal herbs back by yourself. I can handle things here."

Song Qiuyu grew anxious: "But! What about the sect leader...?"

"I'll talk to your sect leader myself later."

Yin Lingsu's voice interrupted from the side. She crossed her arms, her golden eyes carrying a hint of nonchalance.

"Besides, I'm just preaching and teaching, not asking them to switch allegiances."

"I can even state clearly that whether it's Dong Mo, Xiao Bai, or..."

Yin Lingsu paused, then looked at Feng Ling Shuang: "Miss, what's your name?"

Feng Ling Shuang bowed slightly: "Junior is Feng Ling Shuang."

"Oh, right. Feng Ling Shuang. The three of you just need to call me teacher, just like Zi Yue. I won't stop you from studying under any master in the future."

Yin Lingsu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile: "As for whether they will accept you or not, that's their problem."

Dong Mo stood to the side and couldn't help but mentally complain when he heard these words.

Other sects and cultivators, once they know your name, would never dare to accept us as disciples.

After all, everyone knows about your "bad reputation" in the cultivation world.

But Feng Ling Shuang, that hot-blooded idiot, and Xiao Bai, that naive fellow, were clearly completely unaware of this.

Feng Ling Shuang turned to Song Qiu Yu and said solemnly, "Senior Sister, you can go now. Leave this to me."

"I trust Senior Sword Demon's character. Once I win the bet, I'll escort Junior Brother Dong and Miss Xiao Bai to reunite with you."

Upon hearing this, Dong Mo's lips twitched involuntarily.

You, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, want to escort two Golden Core cultivators? You even think you can take us away right under the nose of a Sword Demon at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage?

While I may have jokingly called you a "hot-blooded idiot," your current behavior clearly isn't just idiotic, it's downright brainless...

Who gave you the courage? Fish Leong?

Dong Mo thought about it again and felt that something was not quite right.

After all, Feng Ling Shuang's luck in the game is incredibly extraordinary. Who knows, maybe one day she'll suddenly have an epiphany, her strength will increase, and like Ye Tiandi in "Covering the Sky," she'll suddenly have an enlightenment and break through directly?

After all, both of them possessed the Ancient Sacred Body and were protagonists.

Anyway, this kind of opponent is the most cunning when they fight. If you ask her whether she won or lost, she'll say she's had an epiphany, and then she'll make a breakthrough at the last second and defeat you instantly.

The villain Dong Mo, the blond-haired man in the original work, was defeated in this way.

Thinking of this, Dong Mo's gaze towards Feng Ling Shuang changed.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Song Qiuyu wanted to persuade her again, but Feng Lingshuang was as stubborn as a mule and wouldn't listen at all.

In the end, Song Qiuyu could only sigh helplessly and turn to walk towards the spirit boat.

Song Qiuyu climbed onto the deck, glanced back at Feng Ling Shuang, her eyes filled with worry.

"Don't worry, Senior Sister." Feng Ling Shuang waved to her, "Wait for my good news!"

Song Qiuyu bit her lip, but in the end she still urged the spirit boat to slowly rise into the air and fly towards the Central Continent.

The spirit boat flew further and further away, gradually turning into a black dot on the horizon, and finally disappeared into the clouds.

Feng Ling Shuang withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Yin Ling Su.

"Senior, when do we begin? Shall we start the competition now?"

Yin Lingsu shook her head and pointed at Dong Mo.

"No rush. This kid just survived his tribulation and was greatly exhausted. He needs to rest for a while. You can stay with us for now, and we'll officially begin the competition tomorrow after he's rested."

"Otherwise... your victory would be dishonest."

Upon hearing this, Dong Mo quickly waved his hand, "No need, no need. I am at the Golden Core stage, and Junior Sister Feng is at the Foundation Establishment stage. Master, you can teach us your cultivation techniques now and start the competition."

Feng Ling Shuang was stunned as soon as Dong Mo spoke.

Feng Ling Shuang stared at Dong Mo, her azure eyes narrowing slightly. Her expression shifted from confusion to realization, and then to anger.

This blond-haired guy... he's clearly addressing me according to the order in which he became Yin Lingsu's disciple! Is he taking advantage of me?

Feng Ling Shuang was so angry that her teeth itched.

Could this blond kid really want to become the Sword Demon's apprentice? What about all my hard work then? Was it just self-pity?

Feng Ling Shuang took a deep breath, trying her best to suppress the anger in her heart.

Forget it. There's no turning back now. Since I've already made that promise, I should keep it. After all, the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land are always true to their word.

Feng Ling Shuang's face stiffened for a moment, then she forced a smile through gritted teeth.

"Alright, junior brother," Feng Ling Shuang said, enunciating each word clearly. "Then let's have a competition now."

Dong Mo crossed his arms, shook his head with feigned seriousness, and spoke with the "care" of a "senior brother" for a "junior sister".

"In the cultivation world, strength is paramount. Senior brother, I'm currently at the Golden Core stage, while junior sister, you're at the Foundation Establishment stage. If you ask me, you still have a lot to learn!"

Dong Mo thought these words would ignite Feng Ling Shuang's fighting spirit and even drive this troublesome person away.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ling Shuang laughed after hearing this.

Feng Ling Shuang's eyes curved into crescent moons, and her smile completely dispelled the stiffness on her face.

"So, Dong Mo, this is what you care about. In that case, I'll forgive you."

Dong Mo: "..."

What's going on?

This script is wrong!

Dong Mo originally intended to provoke Feng Ling Shuang and make her back down. However, instead of getting angry, the girl smiled like a flower.

Dong Mo didn't know what to say for a moment and could only stand there awkwardly.

"Alas……"

Suddenly, a disgusted voice came from beside them.

Gu Ziyue covered her nose and waved her other hand in front of her face, as if she had smelled something extremely foul.

"What a pair of nagging old women." She frowned, her fox ears twitched, and her tail swished behind her. "Luckily, I'm not familiar with them, or I'd look terrible..."

Upon hearing this, Yin Lingsu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Your Highness, what are you talking about?" She patted Gu Ziyue's head. "We're not familiar with each other now, but we will be later. In fact, you're still their senior sister..."

At this point, Yin Lingsu seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly corrected herself, saying, "Oh no... Dong Mo just advanced to the Golden Core stage, so you should call him Senior Brother."

Upon hearing this, Gu Ziyue's face instantly turned red.

"Who...who would call that guy 'senior brother'?! Believe me, I can condense my Golden Core and surpass him in a heartbeat!"

Yin Lingsu waved her hand with a smile: "Hehe... You don't need to fight over who will be the senior brother or sister. No matter how you are ranked, you are all my good disciples."

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became awkward.

Dong Mo's lips twitched.

Xiao Bai blinked, unsure of what to say.

Feng Ling Shuang's smile froze on her face.

Gu Ziyue's tail froze in mid-air.

The three of them turned their heads at the same time, looking at Yin Lingsu with a "what nonsense are you talking about" look.

Only Xiao Bai maintained basic politeness and did not show that kind of expression.

But the corners of her mouth were also twitching slightly.

Dong Mo mentally ranted: This cheap master of mine, does she have the potential to be a scumbag? What she just said, translated, was basically "You are all my wings," wasn't it?