Sect Recruitment: I Can See Attribute Entries

Chapter 734: Chapter 735: Master and I Give Wu Wang Ideas Together!

If Chen Baiqing’s suppression of Cui Hao was that of a more powerful, flawless version of the same species...

Then Li Yingling’s suppression of Cui Hao was pure predator to prey.

Li Yingling neither fell for Cui Hao’s con artist routine nor cared about his pitiful act. Her method for dealing with Cui Hao was simple yet brutally effective — you bullshit Junior Brother, take a punch from your Eldest Senior Sister!

Cui Hao clearly didn’t enjoy getting beaten up. He had no peculiar tastes in that regard.

But these nursery rhymes he’d written... if this got out, he’d definitely get an education from Eldest Senior Sister’s iron fist.

But if he tried to weasel out of it... given Eldest Senior Sister’s personality, he’d probably take two extra punches.

Confess and be lenient, or resist and be punished?

Li Yingling watched Cui Hao’s panicked expression, a half-smile playing on her lips:

”Little Cui Hao, why so quiet?”

”Just so pleasantly surprised to see Eldest Senior Sister!” Cui Hao approached with a ingratiating grin, trying to change the subject. ”How come you’re here? Shouldn’t you be in Central Province managing things? Is Master here?”

Li Yingling closed the book and watched Cui Hao’s clumsy attempt to deflect, but answered anyway:

”According to Buddhist sect intelligence, the Buddhist Son Wu Wang has already arrived in Southern Zhanbu Continent. If I don’t come personally, I can’t rest easy leaving you bunch of junior brothers and sisters to your own devices.”

”As for Master — since I’m here, the overall situation in Central Province naturally falls to him.”

”Alright, I’ve answered your questions. This troublemaking Fifth Junior Brother — would you care to explain the nursery rhymes?”

Cui Hao gave a couple of nervous laughs, then thought of the one answer least likely to get him beaten:

”I learned a couple of new nursery rhymes and specifically wrote them to help Master Li with teaching. After all, singing is one of those things — you sing along and you learn naturally. Teaching methods need to be multifaceted these days. Rote memorization is too rigid.”

Li Yingling nodded approvingly:

”I underestimated you. I didn’t realize you had such insight.”

Cui Hao waved his hands frantically:

”I merely picked up a bit of Eldest Senior Sister’s wisdom from past experience. I learned everything from you.”

Li Yingling smiled and nodded, then pulled a sheet of paper from the book and shook it in front of Cui Hao:

”Is this the kind of nursery rhyme you wrote?”

Cui Hao’s gaze naturally fell on it, and the more he looked, the colder his heart became.

The paper in Li Yingling’s hand contained Cui Hao’s very first nursery rhyme masterpiece.

In this rhyme, Cui Hao first attacked Confucian literature as nonsense, claimed Li Junzi’s learning was just chasing after that nonsense, and now Li Junzi planned to bring that nonsense to everyone for them to smell.

It was crudely worded, with considerable attack power.

The cruder the language in a nursery rhyme, the better it spread.

Clearly, this rhyme had spread far and wide.

Cui Hao had earned a handsome sum in real gold and silver from noble families for this one rhyme, and they’d commissioned him to continue his creative output.

”As soon as I arrived here, I heard plenty of children singing this song,” Li Yingling said, her eyes narrowing. ”If I find out who wrote this, I’ll skin them alive on the spot.”

”Oh, and Cui Hao — you’ve been in Xuanwu’s capital for quite a while now. Any news about this?”

Cui Hao froze on the spot. Once again, it was the confess-and-be-lenient-or-resist-and-be-punished dilemma.

After a moment of deliberation, Cui Hao surrendered.

He put on a guilty expression, his voice mournful:

”Eldest Senior Sister... I wrote it, but I had my reasons...”

”Enough.” Li Yingling cut him off, taking back the paper. ”As expected, Little Baiqing is still Little Baiqing — she can keep you in line.”

Cui Hao stared at Li Yingling, somewhat stunned.

Li Yingling didn’t speak. She simply channeled spiritual energy into the book, and a new sheet of paper floated out from its pages.

Cui Hao looked at it and silently swallowed — this was his second version of the nursery rhyme.

”Since you’ve come clean this time, as your Eldest Senior Sister, I naturally have the magnanimity to match.” Li Yingling placed the paper back into the book, then turned. ”I won’t educate you this time. As for your reasons — Master Li has already explained them to me.”