She is the Side Character! — Watch Her Change her fate!-Chapter 136: From Dutiful Senior Sister to Demon Cultivator 10

Chapter 136: Chapter 136: From Dutiful Senior Sister to Demon Cultivator 10

Actually, Ying Zhefeng genuinely didn’t care about anything, except for slaying those evil demon cultivators. He spent most of his time practicing swordsmanship.

Her sudden question truly stumped him.

Finding a Dao companion? Before today, he had never considered such a thing. He was like the clear breeze, passing through this world, with nothing that could make him linger.

Ying Zhefeng stood there as if pondering something, which scared the people of the Lingxiao Sect. Could it be that Ying Jianjun was really unable to resist the demoness’s temptation, and let her succeed?

Yin Tianyun’s expression was quite colorful, for after all, it was he who initially provoked Ying Zhefeng.

It’s a good thing he hasn’t fallen into the demonic path, but if he truly were seduced by the demoness, that would also be Yin Tianyun’s fault.

Knowing this, he shouldn’t have been so eager to provoke Ying Zhefeng.

He looks like a noble swordmaster, yet he can’t even resist this little temptation?

He glanced in Ah Chen’s direction, taking a deep breath. Yun Chen now had a bit less mundane air about her, looking quite righteous, like a proper cultivator. Yet her demonic aura was more alluring. She was naturally beautiful; previously she was just too rigid, like a painting.

Comparing the before and after, she seemed like two different people. One must admit, Yun Chen as a demon cultivator was indeed more bewitching. He believed this was a trait of demon cultivators that easily confounded people’s minds.

Ying Jianjun must not be confused!

Ah Chen, seeing he had no answer, said, "It seems I’ve troubled Ying Jianjun. I won’t stay here any longer, I’ll leave first."

As she turned to leave, Ying Zhefeng suddenly felt an inexplicable urgency.

He hurriedly said, "You’re quite good."

"But these things can’t be rushed. There’s no one who becomes Dao companions after just one meeting."

The people of the Lingxiao Sect almost popped their eyes out in disbelief. Was Ying Jianjun truly losing his wits to her?

Yin Tianyun shouted, "Demoness, don’t confuse Ying Jianjun! Don’t you feel ashamed of your actions?"

Ling Kewei was also a bit dazed. Was this still the Fourth Junior Sister he knew? The more he looked, the less he could find the familiar traits he once knew.

Clearly, this lively appearance was more captivating than before, yet he felt an emptiness inside, as if he couldn’t find his footing.

The person he was familiar with seemed to have disappeared, as if he’d never be able to see her again.

Ling Kewei felt a bit sour inside and couldn’t help but mock himself. How laughable he was.

Ah Chen, however, ignored the reactions of others. She said, "Today counts as getting acquainted, no rush. Ying Jianjun can take his time to get to know me."

After saying this, she truly left, without pausing.

Ying Zhefeng watched her back, stepping forward to chase after her. The people of the Lingxiao Sect quickly surrounded him, using the excuse of having something to discuss. In truth, they were afraid he’d really fall into the demoness’s trap.

Feeling slightly displeased, he raised his hand to shoo them away. Unable to withstand his power, they had to retreat. After all, he showed mercy and didn’t harm them.

Yin Tianyun said, "Ying Jianjun, please stay. Yun Chen has fallen into the demon path. She must have used some means to confuse you. You must not be deceived. If she succeeds, it might affect your path to immortality, and then it will be too late to regret."

Ying Zhefeng wasn’t afraid of being judged, but couldn’t he at least care about becoming an immortal?

"You’re talking too much."

"My matters are not for you to manage."

Feeling very unhappy, Ying Zhefeng said before leaving, "Just this once. If you obstruct me again, don’t blame me for being rude."

Did these people really think he had a good temper?

He rushed out with his sword on his back, but the figure was already gone.

Ying Zhefeng coldly drew his sword and swung it. The sword light sliced through, flattening the nearby small hill, with countless rocks and soil rolling down.

Looking like this, he wasn’t someone easy to deal with.

The Lingxiao Sect people, seeing this, swallowed their salivas. How was this Ying Jianjun not as gentle as the rumors said? He seemed a bit fierce!

If it weren’t for the righteous Sword Qi surrounding him, they would have thought he was about to become a demon.

Ying Zhefeng casually sheathed his sword and glanced coldly at the people holding their breaths behind, then disappeared from their sight.

What’s so surprising? Who said he was good-tempered? Hadn’t they seen him slay demon cultivators like that before? Those demon cultivators died miserable deaths.

How many of those who focus on sword practice have a good temperament?

Isn’t Sword Qi supposed to be sharp?

Darting through the green mountains, Ying Zhefeng could never find that silhouette. He only felt an emptiness inside. How could she run so fast? Was she afraid he’d slay her?

After all, he had a fearsome reputation. It was normal for her to be afraid.

In truth, he wasn’t someone who indiscriminately killed demon cultivators.

If she knew him better, she would understand.

Were those words she spoke earlier meant to confuse him, or were they sincere?

Her hasty departure seemed more like a ploy to confuse him, just wanting to find a chance to escape?

Feeling upset, Ying Zhefeng decided to continue searching for evil demon cultivators.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?"

Yin Tianyun was troubled. What could be done? This matter surely got out, but the Lingxiao Sect still needed to make a public statement.

That day, the Lingxiao Sect explained the situation.

They publicly declared that Yun Chen was a demon cultivator who infiltrated the sect, was identified, and had already left the Lingxiao Sect, whereabouts unknown, advising other sects to be cautious and check their own sects for infiltrated demon cultivators.

In this message, they dared not mention Ying Zhefeng at all.

But that didn’t mean that Ying Zhefeng’s visit would be concealed. The news would spread, but not from the Lingxiao Sect.

Many were already discussing Ying Zhefeng’s actions—some worried, some cursed, some silent, and some clear-headed.

"Fortunately, Ying Jianjun won’t fall into demonism."

"But isn’t Ying Jianjun against demon cultivators? Why didn’t he slay her? She’s in the Divine Split Stage. If she acts maliciously, how many will die? These people would be dying because of him. Doesn’t the Sword Master feel any guilt?"

"You’re ridiculous. How does it concern Ying Jianjun if those people die or not? He could simply mind his own business."

"How am I ridiculous? Isn’t that the truth? Clearly, the demon cultivator was in front of him, yet he didn’t slay her. If not his fault, then whose?"

"There’s no reasoning with you." A cultivator stormed off, finding these people utterly laughable.

"Heard that the demoness failed to lead Ying Jianjun into demonism and tried to tempt him with her beauty. Ying Jianjun didn’t agree, but he didn’t entirely refuse either. He mentioned it was too sudden. Seems like he’s been tricked."

"I used to think he was a noble person. Now it seems he’s no different from us ordinary folks."

"That demoness is very beautiful. Men love beauties, and Ying Jianjun is a man too. It’s normal for him to be enticed."

"If Ying Jianjun is truly bewitched by her, who knows what the cultivation world would become."

"But some say it’s the demoness who was scared and deliberately said that to divert Ying Jianjun’s attention, so she could escape. She hasn’t appeared since that day."

"Let’s hope that’s the case."

"The person I admire most is Ying Jianjun. If he gets entangled with Yun Chen the demon cultivator, from now on, I will never admire this person again...

The teahouse suddenly fell silent, all the chatter ceased.

Simply because someone walked in through the door, a face known to many in the cultivation world, everyone held their breath, eyes filled with fear.