Junior Sister, I Really Have to Control You

Chapter 35: Chapter 24: Yellow Crane Temple’s Reaction

Night fell over Xuanzhen Temple.

Li Yinsheng descended, using the Wind-Gathering Skill to carry his four hostages. The captives crashed onto the ground.

He himself, however, stood firmly upon a Flying Sword that gleamed with a biting, cold light, having been enlarged to six or seven feet in length.

As an Upper Grade Magical Artifact, the Cold Bright Sword was naturally capable of Flying in the Sky. With this Magical Artifact in hand, Li Yinsheng had finally escaped the awkwardness of having to blow himself upward with the wind every time he wanted to fly.

He stepped off the Magic Sword. The weapon shrank back to its normal size and returned to his grasp.

Li Yinsheng turned the Upper Grade Flying Sword over and over in his hands, unable to put it down. He hadn’t realized how exhilarating it was until he finally used an Upper Grade Magical Artifact.

When it came to Flying in the Sky, the speed of an Upper Grade Flying Sword was something the Wind-Gathering Skill couldn’t match even if its speed were doubled. Yet, the Magical Power consumption was less than forty percent of the Wind-Gathering Skill, and it was far more effortless and smooth to control.

While in the air, he had enthusiastically performed several highly difficult maneuvers. Unfortunately, this was absolute torture for the people he was dragging along with the Wind-Gathering Skill; they had vomited multiple times mid-flight.

As for Magical Combat...

A Lower Grade Magical Artifact like the Cold Leaf Sword couldn’t even begin to compare with an Upper Grade Magical Artifact.

Having played with it enough, Li Yinsheng put the Cold Bright Sword away and looked down at the four people who had taken a hard fall on the ground. They were tightly bound by several thick hemp ropes.

Meng Yu had already sealed their Cultivation and meridians. Their range of motion was severely restricted; they couldn’t even stand up and walk. At most, they could only twist their necks and speak. But just to be safe, Li Yinsheng had tied them up anyway.

”Everyone, although Xuanzhen Temple still has a few intact guest rooms that logically should be cleaned up for your temporary stay,” Li Yinsheng said, looking down at them, ”you stole people’s Spirit Charm and even tried to resist when caught. Your sins are grave. If you have any sense of shame left, staying in a guest room would surely subject you to the torture of your own conscience, right?”

The four of them froze for a moment, then nodded profusely.

”Yes, yes, yes, Senior. We are unworthy of staying in the guest rooms.”

”Senior’s words make perfect sense. Our sins are grave. How could we possibly defile the guest rooms?”

”We won’t stay in the guest rooms. We won’t stay in the guest rooms...”

Li Yinsheng nodded. ”In that case, the Daoist Temple still has a woodshed. Please stay there temporarily.”

The four of them were stunned.

The gloomy male Cultivator couldn’t help but ask, ”Senior, how can there be a woodshed in the Daoist Temple? With the Burning Wind Skill, one can start a fire without kindling. There’s no need for firewood at all.”

Li Yinsheng remained expressionless.

He thought to himself, ”Why is there a woodshed? Because when I first entered the temple, I didn’t know any Magic! If I hadn’t chopped wood and started fires, I would have had to live the life of a primitive caveman, eating raw meat and drinking blood!

”I converted another room into that woodshed!”

Out loud, he snapped, ”Why are you asking so many questions!”

With a flick of his sleeve, a strong gust of wind swept the four people up, tossed them into the adjacent woodshed, and subsequently slammed the door shut.

The four people thrown into the woodshed were battered and bruised from the fall, taking quite a while to catch their breath.

The gloomy Cultivator was the first to recover, struggling to climb up. He tried to lean against the wall but bumped the wound on his back, shivering from the pain. He could only press his uninjured back shoulder against the wall, a vicious look on his face as he spoke.

”Bastard! A junior ten years younger than me actually dared to humiliate us like this! I’ll remember this debt. Sooner or later, one day...”

”Sooner or later, one day you’ll be taking it to your grave.” The charming Female Cultivator had also caught her breath. Lying flat on the ground, she rolled her eyes.

”Junior Sister Mei, you...” The gloomy male Cultivator choked on his words, his expression growing even uglier.