All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Dongfeng Ancient Country, Mo Family.

"Family Head, this is an invitation from the Sword Sect. Hmm, it's for the eight-hundredth birthday celebration of Second Elder Xi Qingyi..."

Mo Zhan took the gilded invitation without hesitation and said, "Alright, I understand!"

Watching the disciple depart, Mo Zhan fell silent for a moment. He then rose, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked towards his eldest daughter's room.

Just as he was about to reach Mo Li's room, he heard an indescribable sound. Could it be... like the sound Mo Li's mother made last night?

Mo Zhan's eyebrows shot up, his expression a mixture of confusion and bewilderment.

Immediately after, what sounded like a sword scraping the floorboards echoed from the room, followed by his daughter's eerie laughter—a sound he'd never heard from her before:

"HEH HEH, kill her! Kill them all! That bitch!"

"Kill them all! Tie her up and kill her bit by bit! Which part should I cut off first?"

Mo Zhan swallowed, his heart skipping a beat. Fearing his daughter might be psychologically disturbed, he quickly knocked on the door.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK.

After a while, the door opened.

"Father, what is it?"

Mo Zhan studied the cold-faced Mo Li before him. He looked her up and down, finding it hard to reconcile the strange sounds with this aloof and proud daughter of his. Could I have misheard? Shaking his head to cast aside the thought, he said kindly, "Hmm, the Second Elder of the Sword Sect, Xi Qingyi, has invited our Mo Family to his eight-hundredth birthday celebration. Since you've decided to apprentice yourself to the Sword Sect, this is a good opportunity to accompany me there and go through the formal process of becoming his disciple. To take Elder Xi as your master at his birthday celebration would indeed be a delightful and auspicious event. Get ready; we leave tomorrow."

Mo Li's eyes gleamed, but her face remained expressionless. She nodded subtly, her voice faint as she replied, "Understood. Is there anything else, Father?"

Mo Zhan instinctively glanced into Mo Li's room. He saw nothing out of the ordinary, except for a transparent cup seemingly half-filled with rice soup. When did my daughter start liking rice soup?

Though his eyes held a hint of confusion, he chose not to comment, smiling at Mo Li as he said, "No, there's nothing else. Hmm, Li Er, remember to take care of your health during your cultivation. Don't overexert yourself, alright? Tell me if there's anything you need!"

Mo Li simply nodded. After watching Mo Zhan's retreating figure, she gently closed the door.

Her face flushed. She hurried toward the cup of rice soup, a strange smile spreading across her lips as she murmured, "It's almost full... my Master. I wonder if you've seen the gift your disciple prepared for you?"

「South Wind Ancient Country, Empty Cicada Lake.」

"Zi Jun."

Li Qiu, a robust figure holding an invitation, examined it. His sinewy muscles gleamed with an intimidating luster under the sunlight.

The gentle sunlight bathed Li Zijun's face. Her eyelashes fluttered softly as she looked up at Li Qiu, her voice gentle as she asked, "Father, what is it?"

Li Qiu, holding the gilded invitation, frowned and said, "The South Emperor has asked me to represent the royal family of the South Wind Ancient Country at the Sword Sect. However, our Confucian Dao is, after all, different. This time, you will go in my place, representing our South Wind royal family. I will have Er Lu and three hundred Confucian School disciples accompany you. After all, you haven't started cultivating yet, and you've mentioned before your wish to join the Sword Sect. I've thought long and hard but still don't quite grasp your reasons. Nevertheless, it's your desire, and I won't interfere too much. Let's proceed according to your wishes."

Li Zijun was taken aback for a moment. Then, she gently nodded, a faint smile on her lips as she accepted the gilded invitation.

She rose and walked outside the thatched cottage. Gazing at the large locust tree by the gate, she gently lifted her skirt to step forward. Revealing green silk shoes, she moved as lightly as a butterfly toward the earthen slope near the gate.

At the top of the slope, where the sunlight was just right, one could see boats coming and going on Empty Cicada Lake in the distance.

The light pink ribbon tied in her hair fluttered gently, a faint fragrance borne on the wind. After a moment, she gently patted her skirt and sat down quietly, hugging her knees.

"Master, I'll see you again soon... In this life, Zi Jun will definitely uncover the truth."

All the sunlight seemed to gather in her eyes, shimmering like starlight. Facing the breeze, her white and violet dress fluttered. Her voice was soft, like a murmur.

In the Sword Sect, Second Elder Xi Qingyi was about to celebrate his eight-hundredth birthday. This news instantly swept through the entire Twenty-One Provinces like a whirlwind.

Actually, celebrating an eight-hundredth birthday isn't uncommon. However, this age is considered quite advanced in the Cultivation World.

The most amusing part was that Elder Xi had recently burned down his family's ancestral tomb and had subsequently been locked up to 'tread the sewing machines.'

The Sword Sect's invitations had already been sent to all the large and small sects across the Twenty-One Provinces, including the two great royal families.

Countless sects were already preparing to head for the Sword Sect. After all, no matter how much the Sword Sect had declined, it was still a permanent council member of the Sacred Land's alliance of sects. This courtesy would be extended, more or less.

「In the Dongfeng Ancient Country, at the Wuhua Palace.」

"Luo Ritian, you explain yourself clearly to me!"

"What exactly have you done, hm? Drugged Miss Mo Li, the eldest daughter of the Mo Family, in Mo City? You've got some nerve, Ritian! How could you do such a thing? Have you lost your mind? That's the Mo Family! A noble family of Dongfeng!"

Luo Ritian, who had been thoroughly berated, looked at the man before him with indignation, saying, "Senior Brother, this is slander! It's a smear campaign by Su Bei against our Wuhua Palace! You know I'm impotent! How could I possibly drug Miss Mo? They... they must have colluded, all to tarnish the public reputation of our Wuhua Palace!"

The Senior Brother snorted coldly and said, "Whether it's true or false, who cares? Now that scoundrel Su Bei is using that newspaper to play this game across the entire Twenty-One Provinces, he can make falsehoods seem true! I don't care about any of that; for this recruitment, you handle it!"

He paused, then took a gilded invitation from his Storage Ring, saying, "Hmm, just yesterday the Sword Sect also sent our sect an invitation. You go. I can't afford to lose face over this!"

Luo Ritian snatched the invitation, spat on the ground with a sharp 'PTOOEY!' and said viciously, "Senior Brother, I was scared by Su Bei before, but now I realize his cultivation couldn't possibly be at Peak Refining Void! He must be at the Divinity Transformation stage! If he were that powerful, just standing there would be enough to suffocate me! He's definitely bluffing! This time, I will expose him openly at the Sword Sect! I'll make sure that hypocrite's reputation is utterly ruined! Let them see that the Sword Sect is full of such deceitful hypocrites..."

Frowning, the Senior Brother pondered for a moment before saying, "Watch your step. Remember, we're at the Sword Sect for a birthday celebration. Just make your point and don't overdo it."

Luo Ritian quickly nodded, his face alight with excitement, then turned and walked out.