Why Are All the Fairies Trying To Make Me Fall

Chapter 27

The little maid was eventually taken away by An Xiaoyao.

Before leaving, she swore with tears in her eyes that she would return to repay the young master once she had completed her studies.

Lin Que did not speak, he just watched their departing figures.

It seemed as if he was the only one left in the courtyard.

As a bystander, Qin Wanyuan stood beside Lin Que, looking at him, feeling a slight pang in her nose.

The autumn wind swept down the withered yellow leaves from the branches. The young man leaned on his crutch, allowing the dead leaves to fall on his hair. A hideous scar was etched on his once handsome face, but he remained expressionless.

At this moment, Qin Wanyuan could truly feel how lonely Lin Que was at that time.

To protect those around him, he let the little maid leave, but he couldn’t bring himself to say harsh words to make her leave.

‘This self-sacrificing behavior started from this moment…’

Qin Wanyuan sighed in her heart, but she was also a bit puzzled.

The little maid said she would repay him after completing her studies, but in the previous life, she never saw her again until the end.

‘Could she be the friend of Lin Lang who took me and Qian’er in? No, although the little maid hadn’t fully grown at this time, her appearance couldn’t have changed so much.’

‘Could it be… disguise? Or did the little maid encounter something after that, so she couldn’t come back…’

Qin Wanyuan thought seriously, but in the end, she couldn’t come to a conclusion.

Days passed by, and Lin Que’s body gradually recovered, but his usual right hand was completely ruined.

He himself didn’t seem to care much about it. As soon as he could get out of bed, he started practicing swordsmanship again.

Even if his cultivation was lost, even if his right hand was ruined, he still didn’t give up.

If the right hand didn’t work, he used the left hand. If his cultivation was lost, he could cultivate again.

Jiang Moqing would occasionally accompany him in the courtyard, practicing swordsmanship together, without treating him as a cripple. Life seemed just like before.

She didn’t understand Lin Que’s sacrifice of his bright future to save the people of the city, but she didn’t belittle or think he was foolish either.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he practiced, the fact that most of his meridians were destroyed cut off his path to cultivation, almost sentencing his life as an immortal cultivator to death.

The position of the chief was soon taken back.

Those disciples who once wanted to climb up or curry favor with Lin Que suddenly disappeared, and the entrance of the cave mansion became deserted and cold.

Lin Que didn’t care about these things, he even enjoyed the peace and quiet.

But…

Life couldn’t always be so peaceful. The noble children who abandoned their companions and fled during the disaster came back with malice.

They formed gangs, suppressed Lin Que, fabricated the facts of the disaster, and blamed everything on him.

Lin Que tried to explain, but it was useless. Some disciples saw that Lin Que was innocent and that those noble children were deliberately framing him.

But what could they do? If Lin Que wasn’t ruined, he could clear his name, but now he was just a cripple with lost cultivation and broken meridians, without the strong background of those noble children. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Que had no hope of turning things around.

Most of the disciples watched coldly, and some who wanted to cling to the noble children became their lackeys, slandering and spreading rumors about Lin Que together.

Some even went as far as to tarnish their own reputation.

For a time, Lin Que’s status and reputation in the Sword Inquiry Sect plummeted to the bottom. If it weren’t for him sharing a cave dwelling with Jiang Moqing, someone would have already written filthy words on his door.

Witnessing all this, Qin Wanyuan clenched her fists tightly.

“These guys… are too despicable!”

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Having witnessed Lin Que’s journey, she naturally had some impression of these passersby. When Lin Que won the top spot, they all sought his guidance. Although Lin Que was cold by nature, he was not stingy with his teachings.

But now, for the sake of profit, they had forgotten the kindness of his guidance and even stepped on the fallen Lin Que.

Feeling indignant, Qin Wanyuan couldn’t help but start to ponder.

Lin Que was once An Xiaoyao’s direct disciple, but now he was just an ordinary inner disciple. Could it be related to the incident when his cultivation was abolished?

Qin Wanyuan didn’t believe that An Xiaoyao would abandon Lin Que just because his cultivation was abolished. During the time Lin Que was injured, Qin Wanyuan saw with her own eyes how Master An Xiaoyao acted.

She ran around looking for medicine for Lin Que, argued with other elders in the council hall for his sake, and even offended them to protect Lin Que’s position as the chief disciple.

An Xiaoyao truly treated Lin Que as her own and couldn’t possibly abandon him because he couldn’t recover.

Then… what was the reason?

With doubts in her mind, Qin Wanyuan continued to watch the development of the situation.

As time passed, the voices against Lin Que not only didn’t subside but intensified under the instigation of the aristocratic children.

Those harboring malice had already labeled Lin Que as a traitor, attempting to use this fabricated crime to drive him out of the Sword Inquiry Sect, or… directly kill him.

They didn’t want the truth behind the incident of clearing out the evil cultivators to be exposed. The escapees had long colluded, and the only survivor was Lin Que. As long as they silenced him, no one would care about the truth.

After all, no one would speak up for a dead person.

And the elders either turned a blind eye or secretly fanned the flames, making their descendants’ plans smoother.

Originally, the aristocratic children wanted to drive Lin Que out of the sect and then quietly silence him after he left. But under An Xiaoyao’s protection, even though he was falsely accused to such an extent, the sect leader still didn’t expel him.

So, they decided to take action directly, disguising Lin Que’s death as a suicide out of guilt.

This is the situation of an ordinary person without a strong background in a cultivation sect who has fallen out of favor and offended the aristocratic children.

Even if you have an elder protecting you, so what? Our background is not something you, who only have Elder An, can compare to!

Lin Que’s situation was as precarious as he had anticipated.

To ensure the plan was foolproof, the aristocratic children specifically chose the day when An Xiaoyao went out to seek medicine and asked the elders to assign tasks to send Jiang Moqing away.

Everything went so smoothly.

On a dark and windy night.

Lin Que stood alone in the courtyard, leaning on a long sword with his left hand. Then, he looked up.

The leaves rustled, and several assassins in night clothes appeared on the eaves, looking down at him.

An ordinary person without any cultivation, facing a group of prepared cultivators with murderous intent, no matter how you looked at it, it was a dead end.

Qin Wanyuan, who was watching, clenched the hem of her clothes. Even though she knew Lin Que would eventually turn danger into safety, she couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat for him.

“Lin Que, in your next life, remember not to offend those you can’t afford to provoke.” Among the assassins, a young nobleman shouted in a suppressed voice.

Lin Que’s face was expressionless, but the scar on his face made him look even more ferocious. He drew his sword, and a deadly battle seemed about to begin.

However,

At that moment, a female sword immortal in white suddenly appeared in front of the young noblemen. Her face was cold, like an eternal iceberg.

The leading nobleman’s face showed a trace of astonishment.

“How could you possibly come back….”

Before he could finish his sentence, the female sword immortal’s long sword silently unsheathed, a flash of cold light, and the sword returned to its sheath.

A row of heads fell to the ground.