Chapter 487: Social Death After a Hangover

She wiped the dust off the screen, intending to check the time, only to find the screen wasn't responding.

She pressed the power button a few times—still no response.

Hmm?

Out of battery?

She clearly charged it just last night—how could it already be dead!

Could it have been smashed?

Chi Jiuyu grumbled as she rolled out of bed, fished her shark slippers out from under the bed, and on a whim cast a charging art on her phone.

Soon, the pitch-black screen lit up with the boot animation.

Sure enough—it was just out of battery!

One-star review!

Definitely giving it a one-star review!

Advertised as lasting a week on standby, yet it died in a single night.

She scratched her head as she walked to the door.

Just as she was about to open it and step out, a sweep of her peripheral vision caught the large hole smashed into the wall at the foot of the bed.

emm……

Since things were already like this, why bother wasting energy opening the door?

Chi Jiuyu convinced herself of that with no trouble at all, then stepped away from the door and squeezed out through the big hole in the wall.

She looked both ways—it could truly be said she had an unobstructed view!

Even the potted plant she'd once kept to death and tossed in the corner was gone.

What on earth happened here!

She'd only been drunk for one night—how did everything in the house disappear?

Wuu~

The phone in her hand buzzed once—the boot animation had finally finished playing.

Chi Jiuyu was just about to pick it up and take a look.

Bang!

With a tremendous crash, the tightly shut front door was kicked open by someone with force!

"Holy crap!"

Chi Jiuyu got a fright.

She looked toward the sound and saw two figures—one small, one large—walk in through the doorway.

The one in front was a little loli, less than a meter tall, with a braided pigtail, a sword tassel tied to the end of the braid, and a white long dress.

Her features were as delicate as a porcelain doll, and her eyes were a beautiful red.

The one behind her was rather alarming—her right hand was immobilized, and every part of her body left exposed was wrapped in a layer of gauze.

A simple hook-type levitation artifact floated above her head, suspending a bag of special green spirit liquid.

Her complexion was very pale, and she looked as though she had Suffered Heavy.

It was Yueling and Zhang Yunlu.

"Eh?! You're up! I thought you'd sleep for a few more days." Yueling stared at her in surprise.

But Chi Jiuyu didn't hear a word just then—she only looked at Zhang Yunlu, looking rather uneasy.

How could little Yunlu have gotten hurt this badly after just one night?

Hiss~

Could it be that after she got drunk, she went on a drunken rampage and beat her up?

It's over, it's over!

If Master found out, wouldn't she hang her up and beat her to death!

And little Yunlu had kindly seen her home, yet she actually…

"Ye Shijie?" Zhang Yunlu called out.

"Ah?!" Chi Jiuyu gave a start and asked sheepishly, "Little Yunlu, those wounds on you…"

"Just a minor injury from a mission, it's nothing."

Chi Jiuyu was taken aback: "A mission?"

She didn't beat her up on a drunken rampage?

Just then, Yueling suddenly turned around with a stern face and said to Zhang Yunlu in a scolding tone:

"And you call this a minor injury? A little worse and you'd be gone! Gone, you hear me!"

Her own master's two disciples really were quite the oddballs.

One had something wrong with her head, and the other… also had something wrong with her head!

Every time they went on a mission, they ended up with only half a life left.

"Wait!" Chi Jiuyu suddenly cut in, "Little Yunlu went on a mission? Didn't Master say she'd arrange a task for her in three… two days?"

"…" Yueling looked at her strangely. "Did you sleep yourself stupid! Little Yunlu's already gone on the mission and come back."

Hmm?

She hurriedly glanced at her phone—and was instantly stunned.

o(っ°Д°;)っ！！！

She'd actually slept straight through for thirteen days!

……

……

Several minutes later, the three sat on the new sofa that Yue Ling had brought.

The reason she brought Zhang Yunlu today was to deliver new furniture to her.

"You'd be this kind?"

Since the entire cave dwelling was empty, Chi Jiuyu had no choice but to pour each of them a cup of water, then watch Yue Ling warily.

Master's net-addicted sword spirit spends all day holed up in the room playing games, never moving a muscle—yet now he's gone and bought new furniture and sent it over himself…

"Did Master send you?"

Bang!

Yue Ling leapt straight off the sofa and slapped the new coffee table: "What are you talking about? The master didn't lift a finger—look how clean your room is, that's all me cleaning it!"

Xiao Yunlu has a mission; she obviously couldn't come.

All this was cleaned by her—she only went to the master to request funding to buy the furniture!

"I installed an automatic cleaning system…"

"You broke it already—don't believe me? Go check yourself!"

Chi Jiuyu extended her divine sense for a quick check.

It was true.

Scratching his head, Chi Jiuyu sat down on the sofa.

"By the way, last night… no, what exactly happened the night I got drunk?"

She desperately wanted to know what had happened that night!

Yue Ling glanced at Zhang Yunlu: "You tell her."

"..." Zhang Yunlu paused, choosing her words carefully. "That night… Sister, you really don't remember?"

Chi Jiuyu strained to recall, but her memory only went as far as betting with Xiao Zhao, right before drinking that cup of wine:

"No…"

The wine Master Shu gave was too strong—normally she had to dilute it with spirit liquid.

Seeing she truly had no recollection, Zhang Yunlu began explaining:

"That night, after Xiao Yunlu and Lin Xuanxuan brought you back…"

Through Zhang Yunlu's account, Chi Jiuyu finally understood what had happened that night.

That night, Xiao Yunlu and Lin Xuanxuan had planned to leave after bringing her back.

But then she pulled out a wine jar and declared she'd drain it in one gulp!

That much wine would surely kill her drunk—they naturally couldn't stand by and let her do it, so they moved to take the jar away.

But Chi Jiuyu was Soul Transformation—even with the 'drunk' debuff, they couldn't touch her, not even as Jin Dan late-stage cultivators.

She easily dodged them and reached for the jar to pour it down her throat.

At the last moment, Zhang Yunlu scared her into submission again by invoking the master's name, forcing her to put the jar away.

They thought she'd finally go to sleep.

But after lying on the bed for a while, she suddenly smashed through the wall and burst out, then started gnawing on the coffee table.

She bit off a large chunk right away.

Screaming "I want to drink!" while rolling on the floor and throwing a tantrum.

She kicked the coffee table away, smashed the sofa with one slap, and even destroyed the automatic cleaning system with three punches and two kicks.

She was harder to control than a pig on New Year's Eve.

That destruction… if they'd gone near, they'd have been crippled—so they only dared watch from afar.

Zhang Yunlu was even preparing to contact Li Sister to handle it!

Luckily, at the critical moment, Yue Ling had come by to borrow Chi Jiuyu's limited-edition gaming console and happened to wander nearby.

Only then did she knock her out and toss her onto the bed.

"See? When I arrived, you were still gnawing on that coffee table."

Yue Ling showed them the video she'd recorded.

In the footage, Chi Jiuyu bit down on the coffee table made of special spirit jade, chomping off a large chunk, crunching it loudly twice before swallowing.

Then she kept rolling on the floor, throwing a tantrum.

Chi Jiuyu: "..."

Silence. Silence is tonight's Kangqiao…

Oh god oh god oh god!

My glorious, flawless, majestic image!

Chi Jiuyu's toes curled into the floor, her entire face flushed crimson from neck to forehead, like a steamed crab.

Her mind held only one thought—

Just die already!

"Tsk tsk! Your teeth are still in great shape—nice, keep it up!" Yue Ling put away her phone.

"..."

After holding it in for a long while, Chi Jiuyu gritted her teeth and forced out two words.

"Delete it!"

"I won't delete it—unless you can wrestle it away from me!" Yue Ling gloated.

"Please…"

"Huh?"

"Please delete it! Lady Yue Ling!"

Nine Fish Laozu, able to bend and stretch!

To restore her flawless image, a mere little price…

Zhang Yunlu, who had witnessed everything, wore a calm expression.

"Uh…"

Yet Yue Ling actually fell for this trick.

Added to that, she had taken all the game controllers on the wall, even the commemorative edition gaming console she had long coveted…

Cough! Cough!

Otherwise she wouldn't keep coming over every day to clean her room.

Anyway, since she now sincerely begged…

"Fine, fine." Yue Ling handed her phone to Chi Jiuyu, "Here, do it yourself—don't say I'm tricking you!"

She quickly took it, found her own video, and tapped delete!

Then she checked everywhere else for backup remnants…

Her movements moved so fast they left afterimages.

Fortunately, Yue Ling's phone was clean—aside from some game guides, it held only chat apps.

There wasn't much to check.

"Can't even say thank you…" Yue Ling muttered under her breath.

But soon, Chi Jiuyu froze, then began trembling all over.

The screen clearly displayed: "Yue Buling" had sent a video file to "Yue Ling, Master."

Looking at the stupid little yellow duck avatar with a sword and the words "Invincible" on its forehead, Chi Jiuyu felt the sky had collapsed.

"You sent it to your master?!"

"Master asked for it—I couldn't refuse," Yue Ling blinked.

She was merely a obedient immortal sword.

…

…

Deep within the Sword Master's Hall.

In the spacious, bright training hall, flames flickered; besides Bie Xuening, who often sat here in meditation, another person now stood.

She wore a deep crimson cross-collared ruqun, embroidered with dark gold phoenix patterns, a silver-threaded sash with tassels hanging at the waist, vermilion-sleeved robes spreading wide, her black hair coiled into a startled-swallow bun.

Her skin outshone snow, her beauty ethereal and dazzling.

Zhao Chengmeng, also known to the world as the Dao Master Chengmeng.

"My daughter acted recklessly and caused some embarrassment—I beg you, Sword Master, to forgive her." Zhao Chengmeng spoke softly.

Having spent years in the Tai Shang Dao Sect, she had grown still and longed for motion; moreover, her daughter had gotten utterly drunk at the Xiang Jianzong, so she had come here in person.

"No problem," Bie Xuening responded as always, calmly.

Your daughter merely caused a little embarrassment; my rebellious disciple is a full-blown joke.

"This matter arose because of my rebellious disciple."

"I wonder who brewed that spirit wine?" Zhao Chengmeng asked curiously.

When she took her daughter home, she had examined it closely.

She found the brewing technique extremely sophisticated—many aspects she couldn't even understand.

This was astonishing, for she was a Dongzhen Realm cultivator!

"... My younger brother gave it to her," Bie Xuening replied vaguely.

Zhao Chengmeng nodded slightly but did not press further.

In this world, only a handful could brew to such a level.

The Wine Immortal Sect's master, or one of the other True Immortals.

Just as she was about to gossip further about the Sword Master and the Xiang Jianzong, she fell silent, turning her gaze forward.

Someone was coming.

Indeed, at the doorway, Chi Jiuyu clung to the frame, cautiously peering inside.

But when she met their gazes, she froze.

Huh?

Besides her master, there was someone else!

And someone she'd never seen before!

Hmm…

After a brief hesitation, she pulled her head back.

A few seconds later, Chi Jiuyu reentered, having carefully arranged her appearance.

Each step she took was as precise as if measured by a ruler, not the slightest deviation.

Walking up close, she performed a perfect bow.

"Disciple greets Master."

Bie Xuening: "..."

Usually so carefree—now she's suddenly good at putting on a show.

"May I ask, who is this elder…?" Chi Jiuyu asked Zhao Chengmeng.

As a fish blessed with keen insight, she instantly recognized this woman as someone of "elder" rank.

After all, she was sitting at the same height as her master.

Besides Uncle Ji, I've only ever met Uncle Ji!

"This is Dao Master Chengmeng of the TaiShang Dao Sect," Bie Xuening explained. "You should recognize her."

Dao Master Chengmeng?

Chi Jiuyu paused, then immediately remembered.

Isn't that Xiao Zhao's mother!

With solemn respect, Chi Jiuyu bowed properly: "Greetings, Aunt Zhao!"

My relationship with Xiao Zhao is so close—I must use a more familiar term!

Zhao Chengmeng: "..."

This disciple of the Sword Sovereign is truly extraordinary.

"Aunt Zhao came to the Xiang Jianzong to... oh! To take Xiao Zhao—Ruohan—back home, right?"

Calling Xiao Zhao now would seem impolite.

She couldn't let others think her master had taken on a rude disciple.

After all, she still needed to ask her master to delete the video...

"Is she alright? Has she woken up yet?"

Chi Jiuyu asked with concern.

"Don't worry, Ruohan is fine—she woke up yesterday."

"What?! She woke up yesterday?!"

Xiao Zhao had woken up a full day before her—this was hard for Chi Jiuyu, with her fierce competitiveness, to accept.

"..."

How jumpy this child is.

"Enough."

Bie Xuening, who understood her unruly disciple's thoughts perfectly, spoke up in time.

"Since she's awake, prepare yourself and head out on your mission."

"..."

Chi Jiuyu opened her mouth but held back—she wanted to ask Aunt Zhao whether Ruohan had woken naturally, and also ask her master whether the video could be deleted...

But she realized she absolutely could not ask now, so she could only reply listlessly.

"Oh..."

Fine, she'd have to subtly find out from Xiao Zhao later.

As for the video...

To be honest, she had no confidence she could persuade her master to delete it.

Better wait until after the mission, when there were no outsiders around.

Once she had thought it through, she lifted her head again:

"Master, is Uncle still in the sect?" (End of Chapter)