The Cultivation Method of Junior Sister is Unscientific

The fifth person trembled.

What… what was going on? Had Gu Jinghong gone completely mad from humiliation?

But if he’d lost it, why come after them instead of Yun Jin?

“Found the last one,” Gu Jinghong’s lips curled into a sinister smile.

This… this was terrifying.

All five felt their legs turn to jelly.

Then, before everyone’s eyes, Gu Jinghong strung up the fifth person and dragged all five to the back mountain.

The surrounding disciples watched, shaking with fear.

“Save us, save us…” The person at the end of the line desperately waved his hands.

Other disciples trembled, watching helplessly as they disappeared into the trees.

“Emotional value +50!”

“Emotional value +40!”

Yun Jin, still on her way, received a small wave of emotional points.

She blinked in surprise.

Usually, as news of her feats spread, she’d get a trickle of emotional value. But never this concentrated.

Curious, she asked, “System, what’s this emotional value from?”

“Upon inquiry, the emotional value originates from Gu Jinghong,” the system’s mechanical voice responded. “When the master has business, the servant labors. Emotional value gained by Gu Jinghong has been added to your panel.”

Yun Jin was delighted.

Good, the system was quite reasonable.

It said it would give her the emotional value, and it did.

This Gu Jinghong was quite capable too.

She’d just told him to watch some sword practice, and he’d generated this much emotional value?

It added up to five or six hundred points.

Could he be a prodigy at acquiring emotional value?

Yun Jin fell into deep thought.

Back at Tianxing Sect, the onlooking disciples were still trembling.

“Senior Brother Gu has gone mad. What should we do… should we try to rescue those poor seniors?”

“We can’t be sure yet. If we report this rashly, the elders might not intervene.”

“Then what do we do…”

After much discussion, the crowd decided to follow and see for themselves!

Strength in numbers, they encouraged each other. Surely Gu couldn’t kill them all before his spiritual energy ran out?

They mutually bolstered their courage and entered the back mountain together.

Some time had passed.

If those five seniors had already met with misfortune, they could only…

As they were considering the worst, suddenly, Gu Jinghong’s chilling voice rang out from the depths of the forest.

“What are you doing? Haven’t you eaten?”

“Why are your hands shaking! If you don’t do it properly, I’ll chop them off myself.”

“Tired already? Fine, don’t practice. It’s been a while since I’ve tasted human blood. I’ll start with yours.”

The crowd grew increasingly terrified as they listened.

Rounding the thicket, they came upon a large clearing.

Suddenly, the atmosphere froze.

Large black question marks appeared above everyone’s heads!

What was going on?

Gu Jinghong had made such a fuss, seeming like he’d gone completely mad and wanted to kill someone, but in the end, he was just making those five practice swordsmanship???

Hearing the commotion, Gu Jinghong suddenly turned, flashing a gloomy smile. “Oh, another batch has arrived. If you’ve got nothing better to do, you can practice too.”

The five immediately looked hopeful.

The crowd: “???”

“Senior Brother Gu, I have matters to attend to. I’ll be going now.”

“My spirit chickens are about to lay eggs. I need to go too.”

“Weren’t yours all roosters?”

“Shut up!”

The crowd scattered like birds and beasts, leaving only the five unfortunate souls looking utterly devastated.

Why, why did it have to be them?

Gu Jinghong coldly said, “Why have you stopped? Did I tell you to stop?”

The five shuddered and hurriedly resumed their sword practice.

One round.

Five rounds.

Ten rounds.

Twenty rounds.

They desperately wanted to escape but couldn’t!

“Alright, take a break,” Gu Jinghong said impassively.

“Thank you, Senior Brother Gu.”

The five heaved sighs of relief.

“Three…” Gu Jinghong suddenly said.

The five looked confused.

“Two…”

They remained puzzled.

“One… Alright, break’s over. Continue practicing.” Gu Jinghong flashed a brilliant smile.

The five: “…”

This was torture!

One pleaded, “Senior Brother, if we’ve offended you somehow, please just say so. Don’t torment us like this.”

Gu Jinghong calmly replied, “It’s not me you’ve offended.”

They paused, then suddenly realized.

Now that Gu Jinghong was bound by a master-servant contract, the only person he’d obey unquestioningly was Yun Jin!

The five felt like crying.

How vindictive could Yun Jin be?

Gu Jinghong glanced at them, producing a small knife and idly toying with it. “Now then, will you practice swordsmanship, or shall I sample the taste of your blood?”

He tilted his head, flashing a textbook villain smile.

The five shuddered, deciding that perhaps they could continue practicing swordsmanship after all.

They all knew that as fellow Tianxing Sect disciples, Gu Jinghong probably wouldn’t really harm them.

But whenever this Senior Brother Gu tilted his mouth or raised an eyebrow, they couldn’t help feeling he might be capable of anything!

Though sect rules constrained him, what if he truly went mad?

Better not to gamble with their lives.

Yun Jin listened to the incoming emotional value notifications while watching her sword technique proficiency rapidly increase. She couldn’t help but smile.

Indeed, when a psychopath was used correctly, they could be quite powerful.

If she had gone herself, being so kind and beautiful, she probably couldn’t have brought herself to be so coercive. How could the proficiency have increased so quickly?

Meanwhile, Yun Jin found Yue Zhao and had him take her to Celestial Sword Peak’s spirit fields.

Originally, the fields only contained naturally grown spirit melon seeds. Now that most had been sold and the plants cleared away, only barren land remained.

“Junior Sister, do you have business in the spirit fields?” Yue Zhao asked curiously.

“Senior Brother, didn’t Pavilion Master Chen give me some seeds last time?” Yun Jin said. “I plan to plant this batch of seeds and see if I can grow some spirit herbs. I’ve also exchanged for some plant cultivation manuals, so I can try them out.”

Yue Zhao: “?? You’re serious?”

Yun Jin looked puzzled. “Of course! When have I ever not been serious?”

Yue Zhao sighed. “Junior Sister, I know you’re incredibly talented, but human capabilities have limits. We can’t learn everything. Plant cultivation isn’t something you can just decide to do. Generally, plant cultivators need a strong affinity for plants, while sword cultivators focus on killing intent, which can frighten plants. For a sword cultivator, it’s basically impossible…”

Before Yue Zhao could finish, Yun Jin raised her hand.

A small rain cloud suddenly drifted over from the sky.

“Minor Cloud Rain Technique!” Yun Jin called out deliberately.

The next moment, spirit-infused rainwater fell.

Yue Zhao immediately shut his mouth.

It wasn’t that he had nothing to say; he just feared the rainwater might fall into his stomach. Unsanitary!

(End of Chapter)