Shen Qing was the sort of person who constantly leapt between courting death and keeping her head down.
The universally adored heroine wants her rare treasures. Can she have them? No way.
Clinging to the belief that fortunes can change in thirty years, and that no one should look down on a poor young man, Shen Qing fled overnight and lay low in a small sect.
The sect wasn't big, but it had plenty of laughs. Every last one of them was an experience point for the universally adored heroine, the kind that got used up and then killed off.
After some serious reflection, Shen Qing thought: If her senior brothers get killed off without making any progress on the path of cultivation, how can they face their master's earnest teachings?!
The eldest senior brother had a short temper. When he wasn't quietly cultivating on his own, he was making them cultivate.
After Shen Qing caused trouble and saw him, she dropped to her knees on reflex. “I'll gladly swing my sword another thousand times.”
The eldest senior brother frowned. “You think I'm that easy to appease? Ten thousand times. I'll count.”
Shen Qing: I understand now. Please let me off.
The second senior brother was a swordsmanship prodigy. In his five years at the sect, he was either shooting birds or on his way to shoot birds.
Shen Qing sighed deeply. “Senior Brother, if you keep slacking off, you'll get punished right along with me.”
The second senior brother scoffed. “With my talent, why would I need to practice?”
It wasn't until the eldest senior brother caught him again and again that the second senior brother finally gave Shen Qing the middle finger.
Shen Qing rubbed her nose. We're in this together!
The third senior brother loved food and money. Every day, he kept watch over his pot and his money pouch.
Shen Qing slapped her thigh. “How can that be? Guard the pot all you want, but why are you clutching your money pouch? Don't you trust your fellow disciples?”
After his pockets had been emptied one too many times, the third senior brother couldn't take it anymore. He joined the other two senior brothers and went to complain to their master.
When their master heard about it, he replied: Don't bother me. I'm in the Upper Realm, slaying evil demons.
