Story 4 – What Occurs in a Slaughter Formation, Stays in a Slaughter Formation (5)

I ruffled Little Spring’s hair in revenge. He scowled up at me.

“Precisely like them. Good job pointing them out.”

“So what will we do subsequent?”

“Watch them first, to seek out out their persona varieties, and ensure we now have the suitable group.”

In fact, I may inform by the chicken-like non secular beast that perched on a skinny younger man’s shoulder that this was the proper group. Whereas I couldn’t bear in mind the precise face of the Sect Chief’s nephew, I positively remembered that vicious little spirit beast. It had scratched me a pair occasions after I was only a Qi Condensation cultivator within the 4th layer. And its scratches left a nasty itchy poison that took me a month to heal.

Whereas I adored animals, non secular beasts simply didn’t like me. It was why I by no means made a contract with one in my previous life. Frankly, I felt like a type of cat lovers that couldn’t personal cats as a result of they have been allergic and their house had an evil no-pet coverage.

However, so long as I saved my distance, they didn’t attempt to assault me… or run away from me in abject terror. Each reactions have been exceedingly disconcerting.

However this specific rooster was a vicious little prick. So I’d have to preserve my distance from that nephew.

That mentioned, I simply acknowledged the little formation grasp, Fairy Third Peach Sapling, since she wore the normal Formation Grasp’s Compass as a pendant. Her darkish brown eyes have been droopy and hooded. They always moved over every little thing as if anticipating an assault always. She nibbled her backside lip nervously.

Wait, nervous? Why was she nervous? Hadn’t she come alongside as a result of she was into the Junior Sect Chief’s girlfriend and needed to cease their relationship? Was she nervous as a result of she was already planning methods to do away with him and nervous that she’d be found?

And talking of being found… I moved Little Spring and myself nearer to the wall the place we may fake to talk whereas we saved spying on the group with out them noticing.

Hopefully.

My low-realm counter espionage expertise have been rustier than I remembered them being, so my espionage expertise may be a bit rusty too.

A cool-looking, super-serious sword cultivator scanned the world with sharp eyes. That was the very best pal, proper?

He stood nonetheless, again straight, with good posture, and waited whereas the drained group behind him appeared like the one factor that saved them standing straight was delight. I think about that they pushed themselves onerous to get right here so quick.

Then there was the Junior Sect Chief who I picked out as a result of, of the three males, he didn’t have a chicken or the disposition of a sword cultivator. He additionally, whereas nonetheless drained, appeared chipper… properly, chipper for somebody who was on a determined quest to save lots of his grasp.

This man had a pointy jawline the superheroes in comics would envy and a well mannered pleasant smile.

“We’re staying for the night time to relaxation up, however then we have to head out. For these not practising grain liberation, I hear this inn has non secular delicacies. Although it’s costly. However that’s as much as you. Simply remember that we’re solely staying right here for a short while, so spend it resting. As a result of there will likely be little relaxation as soon as we head into that forest.

“Any questions?”

Ah, in order that’s why everybody cherished this man. His caring but agency angle. Severely, I‘d solely simply heard this one speech and thought he suited the Junior Sect Chief place. However that was simply charisma.

I’d see if he was actually pretty much as good in actuality as most everybody claimed; if he was value all of the heartache. Due to his absence, the entire sect had remained in mourning for a 12 months after which in despair for years after that.

I remembered what it was like within the sect after I first arrived. Most everybody moped about, depressed or upset. As somebody who’d by no means met this man, it was tough for me to grasp.

Might the absence of this one particular person actually make a complete sect that suffocatingly miserable?

And that was after I noticed the fiery blue hair of somebody I hadn’t anticipated.

I grabbed Little Spring’s arm on reflex. He checked out me like I used to be loopy and I laughed uncomfortably and launched him.

“Sorry. I assumed I simply realized one thing surprising however I used to be mistaken,” I lied.

As a result of it was surprising.

Why the fuck was Fairy Blissful Jujube right here?!

A realization hit me as connections I hadn’t given sufficient of a rattling about earlier than lastly linked.

Fairy Blissful Jujube was, in fact, the primary spouse of Bloodsword. He married her again when he appeared largely regular. In fact, there have been nonetheless indicators again then that I didn’t acknowledge till later, however that was a unique topic.

What occurred between Blissful Jujube and that dumbass was truly an attention-grabbing story.

After we first entered the sect, she was the untouchable good (however nonetheless a bit dense) ‘princess’ of the sect. She was the daughter of one of many sect elders and took one other sect elder as her grasp. She had at all times appeared sort, light, and really unhappy.

The soulmate she’d deliberate to marry had handed away. Although, nobody would say precisely who it was… and I didn’t precisely give sufficient of a shit to look too deeply into it.

Frankly, I solely gathered this a lot info by means of varied sources of gossip that I’d unintentionally overheard. And even when she grew to become the primary spouse, she by no means spoke of her useless fiancé.

Nonetheless, now that I appeared again on it, she had some extent that my suggestion would have gotten her killed.

Protagonists of most harem novels have been creepy hypocritical assholes like that… Demanding purity out of their wives whereas they grew to become highly effective luggage of scum and feces.

And at this second, that poor good (barely dumb) woman was right here because the Junior Sect Chief’s girlfriend.

I glared at Little Spring. He shrunk again, confused. Proper, this child was not that gross dumbass. And I’d be sure that he by no means can be. I kindly patted his head.

And since I used to be already saving the Junior Sect Chief, I’d additionally save this poor woman from turning into the unloved first spouse of a sociopathic asshole.

***

I studied the group as they went as much as their rooms, particularly our attainable assassin, Fairy Third Peach Sapling.

As we adopted them I seen that her actions have been all very… Properly, she had a behavior of making an attempt to take up as little house as attainable. If there was a wall, she’d virtually hug it. If there was a nook, she’d go stand in it. If there was a room with just one mattress, then she probably slept on the ground.

Frankly, if she purposefully killed the Junior Sect Chief then she had God Tier appearing chops. I wasn’t ruling that out totally, however I assumed it was extra probably that she’d brought about these deaths accidentally.

Fairy Blissful Jujube entered a room and Fairy Third adopted her in.

The sword cultivator and Glittering Iron entered one other room.

And our expensive Junior Sect Chief entered the final on this wing of the inn.

Whereas staying largely unnoticed, I waited to offer him a superb fifteen-minute break.

I additionally wanted time to determine the way to persuade this man to convey two little kids together with him on a harmful sect mission.

Hell, even I wasn’t totally positive bringing Little Spring was a good suggestion, and I’d educated him. However, I figured that we’d want his protagonist’s luck to get us by means of this.

So long as it was good luck.

When the protagonist’s luck turned dangerous, issues acquired lethal.

Once I’d lastly give you one thing, I stormed as much as the room and knocked loudly.

“Junior Sect Chief Unyielding Firestorm,” I referred to as softly in my candy little child’s voice.

Very cautiously, he opened the door. Good work. It was by no means good to let one’s warning drop whereas away from the sect.

I smiled up at him and he stared at me in confusion.

That’s proper, because the Junior Sect Chief he would have seen each new disciple’s face, however he had by no means seen mine. This was the primary time in two lifetimes that we met.

Additionally, at this vary, I may inform that his bone age wasn’t excessive. He was most likely in his very early twenties. So rattling younger.

I bowed. “Greetings Junior Sect Chief. I’m Lin and that is my Junior Martial Brother Little Spring. I’d like to come back in and have a chat if in case you have a free second. It will get awkward if we talk about issues out right here.” Little Spring grabbed my hand and squeezed. “I imply, we each want to are available.”

“You’re not a member of my sect.”

I grinned wider. “No. Properly, not but. I’ll clarify in case you give me an opportunity.”

His face softened a bit. Yep, I used to be simply too cute. How may anybody with a soul deny my easy request?

“It’s not applicable for a woman to be seen in a person’s room, even when her brother is along with her. Let’s go some place else to speak.”

Ugh. Silly historic etiquette bullshit. High quality, no matter. A minimum of, as a harem Xianxia, the foundations of etiquette weren’t as dangerous as an precise historic setting. As a result of fuuuuuuck that. Fuck all of it the best way to my unique universe and again once more.

***

We adopted the Junior Sect Chief to the restaurant hooked up to the inn the place they gave us a personal room with a mediocre obfuscation formation constructed into it. He ordered non secular tea and facet dishes for us to share.

We waited patiently for our meals to be served earlier than I calmly mentioned. “I’ll get proper to the purpose. We have been despatched by my grasp that can assist you discover the Resplendent Ochre Narcissus, the 5 Petaled Windy Spider Orchid, and the Blood-Soaked Resonant Rhododendron. As a result of you will want the assistance of a formation grasp to get your arms on the Blood-soaked Resonant Rhododendron.”

His sharp eyes bore into me and a warning stress fell upon us. On this world, there have been two methods through which a cultivator may suppress these in a decrease realm. A method was to make use of non secular stress, and the opposite was to make use of divine sense.

This man used his divine sense to intimidate me. Sadly, for him, that sort of low-level stress didn’t actually work on me. However his divine sense did have an effect on the child.

Little Spring clutched my hand as his face paled.