My Demon Lord Junior Sister Is Pretending to Be Good to Seduce Me - Chapter 56

The Outer Court was located between the Xuanling Mountain and the Ten Mile Silver Belt, a so-called “mixed bag” of a place.

Lin Yumo stood at the gate of the Outer Court. Leaving aside the fact that the environment was inferior to the Inner Court’s palaces, she couldn’t help but wonder if the drainage system at the entrance needed some serious work.

It had just cleared up after a rain, and Lin Yumo had already stepped in a patch of mud the moment she arrived. These shoes were personally sewn by Mu Xuewei—who was she supposed to complain to?

Lin Yumo shook her head, smiled, picked up her cyan skirt, and tiptoed her way in.

As soon as she stepped through the main gate, she could see disorderly stone steps. Most of the steps had cracks filled with mud.

Furthermore, fallen maple leaves were scattered across the courtyard, and the dark holes left by insects on the leaves were prominently displayed before Lin Yumo, making her feel instantly helpless.

She held the book scroll in her hand, opened the first page, and felt a little lost.

Was Mu Xuewei the one who fought her way out of an environment like this?

Moreover, it used to be her skipping the classes of other masters; now that it was her turn to be a master, she inevitably felt a little nervous.

Suddenly, a rock flew towards her. She closed her book scroll, batted the rock away, and looked at a group of unruly disciples standing before her, clutching wooden sticks.

Lin Yumo tightened her grip on the scroll. Her current status was that of the Master of this Outer Court. She certainly couldn’t stoop to their level, nor was it convenient to make a big fuss.

The leading young man swung the wooden stick in his hand, then knocked it on a stone block nearby. “Hey! Newcomer! Do you know the rules of the Outer Court?”

Lin Yumo raised an eyebrow. “What rules?”

The young man said: “First, after entering the Outer Court, you must address me as ‘Big Brother.’ Second, you have to obey me from now on. Third, all your money must be handed over to be spent by us brothers.”

Lin Yumo frowned. No wonder Xuewei looked so impoverished during the Sword Trial Assembly—it turned out there really were scoundrels like this in the Outer Court.

“Oh.” Lin Yumo pulled a pouch of silver coins from her waist and tossed it towards the young man. “Catch!”

The young man caught the pouch, opened it, and found it was full of rocks.

“Hey! You wicked bitch! Stop right there!”

Lin Yumo suddenly turned around, and her Drunken Immortal Sword, still in its sheath, shot towards the young man.

She didn’t intend to kill him, but merely to teach him a lesson.

Midway, however, someone blocked the path between Lin Yumo and the young man.

Lin Yumo recalled her sword, landing steadily on the ground, but her foot sank into the mud, causing her to slip and her figure to shift.

“Red Jade Sword,” Lin Yumo said.

Legend had it that the Red Jade Sword had perished with its previous owner during the War of Immortals and Demons. How could it appear in the Outer Court of Xuanling Mountain?

The woman spoke, “I am Wanshan, the Master of this Outer Court.”

Lin Yumo quietly pulled her foot out, slightly bowed, “I am Lin Yumo, the newly arrived Deputy Master.”

“Oh~” The young man, upon hearing this, became even more spirited. “A Deputy Master, huh~”

He twirled the stick in his hand, taking a step closer to Lin Yumo. “I don’t even care about the Master of Xuanling Mountain, let alone a mere Deputy Master like you?”

Lin Yumo felt a little irritated internally. She wasn’t even afraid of Lu Yan; why would she be afraid of his son or nephew? What a joke.

She walked to the side, wiped the mud off her foot on the ground until it was clean, and, holding her sword, headed towards the main academy hall, deciding not to pursue the matter further.

She simply left behind a fleeting remark, “Oh, got it.”

…

Upon entering the academy hall, a different scene unfolded.

Decayed timber, broken-down wooden desks, and various spell marks left on the walls. In one secluded corner, many insulting remarks about the Masters were hidden.

Lin Yumo strode in. The previously noisy classroom suddenly fell silent, a complete hush.

Their gazes scanned Lin Yumo from top to bottom, their sharpness seeming to peel off her skin layer by layer.

When Lin Yumo stood at the main podium, the silent classroom burst into an uproar.

“Who is she?”

“Never seen her.”

“Who is she, acting so important? Doesn’t she have to greet us when she comes in?”

“Haha, this is hilarious. If we hadn’t joined Xuanling Mountain, where would these Masters go to eat?”

All these words fell into Lin Yumo’s ears.

Her hand gripped the Drunken Immortal Sword tightly, forcefully suppressing the anger in her heart. She managed to force a somewhat gentle smile and said, “Everyone, my name is Lin Yumo. Starting today, I will be your Deputy Master, and I will be teaching the art of the sword.”

“Tsk—”

The audience below erupted in noise.

Some, completely disregarding Lin Yumo, directly spoke out, “I say, Deputy Master Lin, is your swordsmanship at the level of an Immortal Venerable, or can it be called the ‘Sword Dao Champion’? What qualifications do you have to teach us?”

Oh my God, Master never said teaching required enduring this kind of torment.

Lin Yumo slightly narrowed her eyes, putting on the appearance of a good teacher, and said, “Although I haven’t reached the Venerable Realm and can’t be called the ‘Sword Dao Champion,’ I am simply a bit stronger than everyone present.”

Lu Huaiming, leading a few disciples, was the first to show dissatisfaction. “Since you can be a Master, you must naturally be much more formidable than us. Otherwise, wouldn’t we be teaching you?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire classroom burst into uproarious laughter.

Lin Yumo rubbed her temples. Back in the day, she was worthy of the title of the number one prodigal in Xuanling Mountain. Now, she was defeated by a bunch of troublemakers whose intellect was not fully developed.

Not to mention that they were completely unyielding. If this were to spread, it would inevitably damage Lin Yumo’s reputation.

Fine… though she didn’t have much of a reputation to begin with.

“Senior Sister—” a voice drifted over from a distance. With light steps, she walked up the stairs, step by step, and entered the classroom.

Once the white-robed figure was fully inside, standing next to Lin Yumo, the previously agitated classroom fell silent once again, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The difference was that this time, the disciples did not dare to discuss or make any other noises.

Those with seats quickly sat down properly, and those without seats half-supported themselves on their legs, pretending to be sitting upright.

They all bowed their heads, not daring to look up.

A new disciple in the Outer Court, seeing Lu Huaiming’s signal, also sat down.

He nudged Lu Huaiming with his elbow, whispering, “Who is that? Why did everyone stop talking the moment she arrived?”

Lu Huaiming winked at him, signaling him to be quiet, and then squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, “Mu Xuewei, it’s Mu Xuewei.”

“What Wei?”

“Mu Xue, Mu Xuewei.”

“What Xuewei?”

“Mu, Mu, Mu Xuewei!” Lu Huaiming, clutching his book scroll and focusing his sight on it, glared at the junior disciple next to him from the corner of his eye, his voice low and resentful.

“Mu what Wei? I really didn’t hear.”

“Xue!” Lu Huaiming’s voice accidentally rose, drawing the attention of the entire classroom.

Mu Xuewei walked step by step up to Lu Huaiming. “This fellow Daoist, is there something you don’t understand?”

“N-no,” Lu Huaiming scratched his head. “I was saying ‘water,’ ah, right, I wanted to drink water.”

“Then… can you drink it after class?” Mu Xuewei asked with a gentle voice.

Lu Huaiming quickly nodded. “Yes, yes, of course.”

Mu Xuewei chuckled softly, turned around, and walked toward Lin Yumo.

Lu Huaiming stood stiffly in place until Mu Xuewei was far away before he finally sat down.

Before sitting down, he didn’t forget to kick the junior disciple next to him, squinting and quietly cursing, “You almost got me killed! Do you have any idea how terrifying that woman is?!”

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