63. My Subordinates Are All Over 9000
Steeling herself, Gong Yiling walked into the courtyard, thinking, *These people are easily fooled.*
When she reached the end of the courtyard, she found… a dragon throne???
She wasn’t staging a rebellion or vying for the throne. It was her disciple, well, sort of a disciple.
Why did they prepare a dragon throne for her?
“Immortal Master, won’t you sit?” Seeing Gong Yiling’s bewildered expression, the demonic cultivator slapped his subordinate. “I told you she wouldn’t like this gaudy thing. Quickly bring the crystal chair.”
There was a crystal chair too???
Gong Yiling rubbed her forehead—were these demonic cultivators insane?
“No need,” she said quickly. “I just ate. I want to walk around and digest.”
Hearing this, they were filled with awe.
“As expected of an Immortal Master, so different from us commoners.”
“Indeed, indeed.”
Listening to their flattery, Gong Yiling didn’t know whether to feel embarrassed or just tell them off.
But then she remembered that the girls would be worried if she stayed away too long, so she put these thoughts aside.
“I called you here for two things.”
She said.
“First, as you said yourselves, I don’t believe none of you have committed any crimes. I don’t care. If anyone comes seeking revenge, deal with them yourselves. But no more indiscriminate killing. If I find out, you die.”
Gong Yiling was going all in.
These people were like masochists. The tougher she acted, the more they obeyed, even abandoning their logic and common sense.
“Understood!”
Their thunderous response made her want to cover her ears.
“Second.”
She took out all the weapons, armor, and artifacts from her Universe Ring, piling them up like a small mountain.
“Each of you takes three items. One for yourself, two to sell at the auction house.”
“I have a list here. Each of you copy it. The list contains the names of the items and their approximate locations. Your task is to buy them all. If you don’t have enough money, contact Mo Ke through this Sound Transmission Stone.”
The list contained all the potentially valuable “blind flow” items and rare materials that would appreciate in the future.
Similar to the Spirit Phoenix Broom, most of these items had unique properties, either undiscovered or with unknown uses.
But for Gong Yiling, with her “Omniscient Star” cheat, this wasn’t a problem.
Collecting these items would be a great asset in the future.
“If you can accept these two conditions…”
She took out a bottle of pills from the Cloud Rainbow Sect, specifically for cultivating nature-type true essence, and tossed it to Mo Ke. “Don’t ask what this is. Taking it means you’re one of mine. That’s all.”
With that, Gong Yiling turned and left without looking back, the picture of nonchalant grace.
The room was filled with bewildered faces.
They could have simply taken the artifacts and left, without even taking the pill. The Immortal Master was gone, after all.
But the more Gong Yiling acted like this, the more they overthought.
Overthinking led to anxiety.
Anxiety led to heavy breathing.
And heavy breathing, in a small, crowded room…
They suddenly found it difficult to breathe—well, with so many people crammed into a small courtyard, all breathing heavily, it would be strange if they *didn’t* have trouble breathing.
But they didn’t think that way. They thought…
“Do you think we’ve been poisoned? Maybe that pill was the antidote, and she’s testing our loyalty?”
“Yeah, she said some of us have committed heinous crimes. She could have just killed us. If we obey, she’ll spare our lives.”
“That makes sense. But when did she poison us?”
“Maybe when she entered… or perhaps in the secret realm?”
“That’s possible.”
And just like that, they reached a consensus. Led by Mo Ke, they each took a pill.
And indeed, after taking the pill, they felt refreshed and invigorated, no longer short of breath, further convinced of their theory.
They even reached a conclusion—the Immortal Master could take their lives at any moment, without them even realizing it.
Of course, that wasn’t Miss Gong’s intention.
She was just imitating those cunning cultivators, making them think the pill was a loyalty test, a pledge of their lives.
She never expected their imaginations to run wilder than hers. Although their reasoning was backwards, the result was favorable.
However, Miss Gong didn’t have time to worry about this. A more pressing problem arose—she was lost!
…
…
An hour later, she finally returned to the inn with some food.
As soon as she entered, she saw Chun Lian dragging Qiu Shui onto the bed, both fast asleep. Qiu Shui, exhausted from the past few days, had also fallen asleep early.
However…
Shangguan Ziyuan wasn’t there.
Where did she go?
Gong Yiling looked at the window.
It was closed when she left, but now it was slightly ajar.
It wasn’t likely the girls would open the window in this weather, which meant…
Gong Yiling peeked out the window and saw a figure sitting on the roof, two red tails swaying gently.
The figure, bathed in moonlight, looked lonely and melancholic.
Seeing this, Gong Yiling put the teapot, teacups, and grilled fish into her Universe Ring.
Then, instead of climbing out the window, she closed it, left the room, went up the stairs to the fourth-floor balcony, and climbed onto the roof from there.
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