It must be an illusion, how could the illustrious first son of the Immortal Sect, Luoyun Zhen, look at her differently? Could it be that he was suspicious of her? Gu Lingling thought quickly. She hadn't been in contact with the Pure Gate recently, and she considered herself to be working and living quietly. She couldn't think of anything that would have alarmed Luoyun Zhen.
Luoyun Zhen could tell that Gu Lingling was once again overthinking as he watched her changeable expression. He turned his face stiffly and pointed the Frost Flow Sword at the black-clothed person with a cap.
"Using evil techniques to summon demonic forces is against the natural order."
His calm voice was full of coldness, like needles in cotton, too dangerous to touch.
Luoyun Zhen wasn't looking at him, his eyes lowered seemingly casually, but it made the black-clothed person feel a nameless fear, as if he had become the prey in Luoyun Zhen's hands. There seemed to be no need for Luoyun Zhen to look him directly in the eye.
The black-clothed person felt uneasy. Luoyun Zhen was able to become the master of the Forget Worry Pavilion and manage it without revealing any secrets. His name was at the top of the Immortal Sect not only because of his extraordinary appearance, but also because of his exceptional strength. Luoyun Zhen's abnormal composure and cunningness, which didn’t match his age, were enough to make people fearful.
Furthermore, it wasn't the time for a direct conflict with Luoyun Zhen. All the conditions hadn't matured yet.
The black-clothed person subconsciously looked at the huge fruit, as if it held all his hopes.
He couldn't retreat.
Luoyun Zhen didn't miss the subtle movement of the black-clothed person. His long eyelashes lifted, and his eyes, like the deep sea, were unpredictable.
The black-clothed person realized that it was too late, as the Frost Flow Sword lightly waved, releasing a powerful sword aura that made Gu Lingling's face feel a sharp pain. Then, a sticky, bloody liquid splashed across her face.
After brushing some of the liquid from her face and looking at it, she found it to be a deep red color. The huge fruit had fallen to the ground, and as it was split open by the sword aura, the thick peel revealed an empty interior filled with blood-like liquid. In the middle of the liquid lay a pale body.
It was a body, albeit roughly formed with limbs and torso, resembling a developing fetus. While the torso was mostly formed, the long hair floated in the red nutrient solution, and the face had not fully developed, but it was clear that it was a male.
The liquid from the fruit splattered all over Gu Lingling's face from the thick "blood vessels" below the peel.
As the nutrient solution from the fruit spilled all over the ground, the body was fully exposed. Without the nourishment of the nutrient solution, the body began to decay visibly, and in the blink of an eye, it rotted and dissolved into the nutrient solution.
Gu Lingling was stunned and felt disgusted at the sight.
She couldn't help but think, "Can't you be more careful? Can't you see that there are others around? Even if there's no one here, it's not good to soil the environment."
Gu Lingling only dared to rant in her heart. After all, he was the male lead, and he would eventually be the one to kill her. She couldn't afford to offend him.
While Gu Lingling was having these thoughts, the black-clothed person stood still, his chin trembling slightly under the cap. His molars were grinding tightly, almost shattering his white teeth.
All his efforts had been ruined...
After years of enduring humiliation and hardship, he finally had a glimmer of hope, only to have it destroyed by Luoyun Zhen. Luoyun Zhen... Forget Worry Pavilion...
The black-clothed person let out a cry filled with dissatisfaction, hatred, and anger that echoed through the cave.
As the black-clothed person was closest to Gu Lingling, he had attempted to stop Luoyun Zhen, but he failed. Now, filled with anger, he turned his head toward Gu Lingling under the cap, although his expression wasn’t visible, Gu Lingling was sure that he was staring at her with his bloodshot eyes with intense malice.
Because Gu Lingling had already felt a strong sense of murderous intent.
She had never expected that she would attract such anger just by being a cannon fodder.
"There's someone responsible for every wrongful act. Don't hurt the innocent..."
Gu Lingling reacted quickly and took a step back to flee. Liao Feixing and Rong Rong, who were far away, had no time to use their techniques, and at that moment the black-clothed person's palm winds were about to strike.
Suddenly, a white figure appeared in front of Gu Lingling, and with a flash of cold light, the black-clothed person's pupils shrank. He quickly changed direction, avoiding the Frost Flow Sword and saving himself from being chopped off like the demon creature appearing like he was cutting Chinese cabbage.
Gu Lingling stared blankly at Luoyun Zhen, who was dressed in a white, elegant robe, and she felt a sense of familiarity. After thinking for a while, she suddenly realized that this style and pattern on Luoyun Zhen's white robe was the same as the one Liao Feixing bought for Rong Rong at the clothing store. At the time, Liao Feixing had chosen one of the most expensive, visually striking styles with an understated touch of luxury, adorned with complicated patterns.
Luoyun Zhen had always been far away, so Gu Lingling hadn't seen clearly before. But now that he was right in front of her, she saw that Luoyun Zhen seemed to be only wearing an outer robe, with no trace of an undershirt at his neck. Underneath the robe, his chest revealed smooth lines, igniting people's imaginations. Seeing the male lead dress so lightly, Gu Lingling regretted not looking at him more just now.
As for why Luoyun Zhen wasn’t wearing an undershirt... Gu Lingling looked at the obviously too-short robe and thought that perhaps he couldn’t put on an undershirt.
But an even more important question came to mind for Gu Lingling. So the Sect Master was fond of wearing women's clothing? And he had even specifically changed his clothes...
If Luoyun Zhen knew about Gu Lingling's peculiar thoughts, he would regret saving her.
"Get out of the way, you're in the way."
Luo Yunzhen tilted his head to the side, looking indifferent. Gu Lingling pursed her lips, but no matter what, Luo Yunzhen had just saved her life. Rongrong ran over from a distance, took Gu Lingling's wrist, and led her to a relatively safe place.
"Are you okay?"
Although she had a delicate and pitiful face, her tone was flat and rough, this contrast made Gu Lingling feel more fond of Rongrong.
"I'm okay, just splashed with a stinky liquid, feeling a bit queasy. But what was the body inside the fruit, and why were the black-clad people guarding an unformed body?"
Monster, pretend corpse, black-clad people, fruit.
How do these keywords connect, and what kind of cause and effect do they form? Gu Lingling was curious, but couldn't figure it out.
"What's it to you? Just a low-level member of the Corrosion Gate, why bother with these matters."
Liao Feixing's tone was as unpleasant as ever.
Lost in thought, she felt a gentle touch on her face. It was Rongrong pulling out her handkerchief and wiping the blood-red liquid off Gu Lingling's face. Gu Lingling felt a little embarrassed, but seeing the envy in Liao Feixing's eyes, she immediately became excited. She said to Rongrong, "It's said that a graceful lady and a noble man are a good match. Rongrong, a gentle and beautiful woman like you must have many suitors, right? Have you found someone you like? Let me tell you, when picking a perfect husband, don't choose someone from a noble family, they're full of problems. Just a glance and they think they're something special, say one word to them and they can't stop boasting."
As she finished speaking, Gu Lingling's tone was somewhat disdainful, and Rongrong chuckled as if she had thought of something.
Liao Feixing's face reddened, feeling awkward, but with Rongrong present, he couldn't act out, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Take care of yourself, Gu Lingling."
Gu Lingling didn't take this trivial threat to heart.
While this group of people was chatting, Luo Yunzhen was actually in a fierce battle with the black-clad people.
Luo Yunzhen's expression looked relaxed, but he was actually struggling. He had already reached the limit of his infant transformation, and now he had depleted most of his spiritual power. His hand holding the sword hilt was trembling slightly. Fortunately, the dim light in the cave meant that even though his face had turned a little paler and his fingers had trembled a few times, it wasn't very noticeable.
If it weren't for the fact that this group couldn't handle it, he wouldn't have taken the risk to appear. Although Gu Lingling was a waste, he still protected Da Bao very well. Her thin arms unexpectedly had a warmth and safety that he hadn't expected.
Watching Gu Lingling's cheerful conversation, a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. After all, he had saved her, but she didn't seem to have any gratitude towards her "savior," and was making jokes with others.