When a Western Fantasy Witch Traveled to the Immortal Cultivation World and Became the King of Scrol

Chapter 51 Rumors
"There are only three people on Zhijian Peak now, and they are all good people."

Zhou Li had been with Master Long for quite some time, and she knew him well. He was a real social phobia and a romantic man. Perhaps for the sake of his daughter, he considered her one of his own. Sometimes he would cook good food, and he would bring some fairy wine when he came to eat. But the guy couldn't hold his liquor, and he would get drunk after two glasses. Once he was drunk, he would start crying, telling her how much he missed home and his wife.

Who would have thought that a powerful cultivator who usually appears aloof and cool would turn into a cowardly little crybaby after drinking a little wine.

Zhou Li couldn't understand it, but he could see clearly that this guy was a very honest man, and he would never do something like taking advantage of his good looks to hook up with fairies from other sects.

Just like their own sect's ancestor Chi Xiao, although he became what he is now, it was because he fell in love with Master Long at the beginning. However, Master Long did not take advantage of other people's love to do anything excessive. He just said that he had someone in his heart and politely rejected other people's feelings.

Zhou Li guessed that Fellow Daoist Huo's uncle might be in a similar situation to Patriarch Chi Xiao.

Alas... these people are just too optimistic. In today's world, being trapped by love could actually be fatal.

If she was like these people, when Ling'er's father disappeared, she would have cried her heart out with her baby in her arms. She had no place to stay in this big world, and she would have killed herself out of despair.

"Bah! You, Long from Zhijian Peak, hurt my master Jingyou so badly, and you still have the nerve to say that you are a good person, and he is also a good person? Shameless person, look at my sword!"

Since she couldn’t defeat him with her spiritual power and magic, she could only use sword moves!

Huo Ximi's public identity is an alchemist. As a rising star in the sect, her true strength has never been known to outsiders. She came to participate in the Taoist competition this time to make a name for herself.

The sword skills that he had practiced hard in the sect were also prepared to be used as a trump card in this Taoist competition to amaze everyone.

Now, in order to stand up for her uncle, she provoked the people from Zhijian Peak. She thought it was just a small fry whose cultivation was weaker than hers, but who would have expected that he was such a tough guy that was hard to break!

In the battle on the ring, she represented the sect behind her, and she could not lose no matter what. Even though it was not yet the real Taoist competition, she had to expose her ability to wield a sword.

"This? Fellow Daoist Huo, isn't she an alchemist? When did she learn to wield a sword?"

"Not only can he play, look at the way he draws the sword, I'm afraid he has put a lot of effort into it, and the news is kept secret. It seems that he is planning to use his sword skills to shine in this Taoist competition."

"Our spiritual stones should be secure now. After all, compared to Fellow Daoist Huo, this Fellow Daoist Zhou is not well-known in their sect, entered the Dao later, and has mediocre strength. She usually just relies on her daughter's enlightenment to walk sideways in the sect. I heard that this Fellow Daoist Zhou has no husband and her previous behavior was not decent, so she got pregnant. A woman who has given birth to a child and has damaged her internal vitality, even if she is gifted and has good spiritual roots, how far can she go on the road of cultivating immortals? What a pity."

Someone mentioned Zhou Li's background, and the people gathered around the small gambling table all nodded in agreement, saying it was a pity but secretly laughing on their faces.

After all, how far others can go on the path of cultivating immortals is none of their business. They only need to know that this woman who entered Taoism after giving birth to a child will definitely not be able to defeat Brother Huo who has just started using a sword in the arena. It is good that their spirit stones will not be lost.

Wow!

The cold and sweet fruit juice suddenly splashed all over the sky, pouring all over the people who were talking in front.

"Who is it?" One of them, with a bad temper, glared at him and turned around suddenly.

But what he met was Zhou Ling's childish, silly and cute face.

Zhou Ling was holding a small kettle full of juice in her hand. There was a bow carved on the mouth of the kettle, and the whole thing was pink. It looked so cute in her hand.

"I'm sorry, uncle. The topic you guys were talking about was so explosive that I've never heard of it before. I was so surprised that my hands were shaking and I spilled the juice on you. But... uncle, I'm still very curious, what do you mean by indecent? Do you mean someone with bad conduct, someone who is not a gentleman, who likes to gossip behind people's backs and make groundless accusations?"

Zhou Ling's knuckles turned slightly white from pinching the kettle with too much force, but her expression did not change. She just tilted her head slightly and blinked her big eyes at the other person, as if she was really looking for an answer.

The sturdy man she was looking at felt his throat choked and his arrogance disappeared instantly.

Damn it, this little guy is short and sits in a corner, so he can't see her at all! What's annoying is that none of the people around him reminded him. How can he say bad things about someone's mother in front of her? Isn't this just offending her!
"Uncle, why aren't you talking? Weren't you quite talkative just now?" Zhou Ling said as she elegantly closed the lid of the kettle and put it into the storage bracelet.

"I'm sorry, these... these words were not spread by me. I heard them from others. But I was wrong in the end. They were all groundless. I shouldn't have spread them again. Fellow Daoist Zhou, I'm really sorry."

At this point, the sturdy man had no choice but to admit defeat and bowed his head to apologize to Zhou Ling.

"Where did you hear that, uncle? Can you tell me?"

Zhou Ling clenched her fists. This matter is not over yet!
Who would be so bold as to slander her mother's reputation within the sect? To offend them would be equivalent to offending Long Aotian who was behind them. Any smart person would think twice before doing this and would not proceed with this action.

But now all the unpleasant words have reached her ears. If she doesn't intervene, she will be sorry for the people who spread the rumors behind her back!

"Yes...I overheard it in the teahouse in Fangshi today."

The strong man did not lie, he did hear it in the teahouse, but there were many people there and the voice of the person who told the story was too loud, which drowned out all the other messy noises, so many people heard it clearly.

But it may be difficult to find that person.

There were so many people at the time, and no one knew who said it. Moreover, it had been two days since the incident, and the rumor had spread far and wide, so it was too late to stop it even if we wanted to.

"The name, location and hours of the teahouse."

Zhou Ling looked at him coldly, stopped talking nonsense with him, and got straight to the point.

Maybe the sturdy man hadn't answered yet. A disheveled figure flew down from the ring, and with a dull thud, it landed firmly on the ground in front of the gambling table.

(End of this chapter)