Chapter 4
"Exactly, if Junior Sister Song took it, just admit it. If we find it during the search, she'll have to go to the Disciplinary Hall," Xin Yun said with a pained expression.
The Disciplinary Hall, as the name suggests, is where disciples are managed. When disciples make mistakes, punishments are generally executed by the Disciplinary Hall. It ranges from copying sect rules to physical punishments, and in severe cases, expulsion from the sect. Xin Yun and the others didn't want Song Zhixia to stay in the Song Clan.
"Since Junior Sister Song won't confess, don't blame us for taking matters into our own hands," Xin Yun said, giving a signal to Han Bing and Liu Duo'er. They immediately went to the side where Song Zhixia was sleeping and quickly found a small cloth bag containing twenty low-grade spirit stones. Storage bags and similar items were expensive; outer sect disciples generally couldn't afford them.
"Junior Sister Song, why not make a trip to the Disciplinary Hall?" Han Bing grinned.
"You already planned this, didn't you? I have no grudges against you. Why are you doing this to me?" Song Zhixia couldn't understand. She just wanted to live well; why was it so difficult?
"No grudges? You brought reinforcements yesterday and made things difficult for us. We deliberately wanted to mess with you. What's wrong with that? Let's see who can save you today." Since they had torn off the pretense, Xin Yun didn't bother pretending anymore, revealing her true colors.
"Come, Junior Sister Song, let's go to the Disciplinary Hall, and everything will become clear." Han Bing smirked.
Seeing that Song Zhixia didn't move, Xin Yun exerted some force and pushed her out of the room. At that moment, Song Weizhi, standing outside the door, happened to embrace her.
"Are you alright?" A gentle voice sounded in Song Zhixia's ears—it was Song Weizhi! For some reason, hearing Song Weizhi's voice made Song Zhixia inexplicably happy. But when she thought about her current situation, Song Zhixia immediately lost that joy.
After helping Song Zhixia steady herself, Song Weizhi immediately retracted her previously gentle expression and said, "Some people never learn. I said those words yesterday, but someone already forgot."
"It's not that we don't remember; it's Junior Sister Song who stole my twenty spirit stones," Xin Yun immediately feigned innocence.
"Not me," Song Zhixia, by Song Weizhi's side, slightly tightened her grip on a corner of Song Weizhi's robe. For some reason, she didn't want Song Weizhi to misunderstand her.
Song Weizhi glanced at Song Zhixia and said with a pleasant smile, "Of course, I know it's not you."
Then, she coldly stared at Xin Yun and the others. "Stubborn to the end, alright. Let everyone hear together."
Song Weizhi took out a small stone from her hand, a sound transmission stone. She activated her spiritual qi, and the conversation in the room was instantly amplified several times. Xin Yun and the others' faces immediately changed.
"Senior Sister, we were just joking. It wasn't our intention to harm Junior Sister Song."
"W-We were just teasing Junior Sister Song. Senior Sister, you're making a big deal out of it."
Only Liu Duo'er, being timid, didn't dare to say anything.
"Joking? This is the first time I've heard that joking leads to the Disciplinary Hall. I think there's no need for you to go. I'll call them over." After saying that, Song Weizhi used spiritual qi to activate the sound transmission stone. Soon, several Disciplinary Hall disciples flew over on their flying swords.
Song Weizhi explained the situation to the Disciplinary Hall disciples and asked, "How is false accusation among fellow disciples punished?"
"Senior Sister, for false accusation, twenty strokes with the punishment rod," a Disciplinary Hall disciple respectfully replied.
"Why wait then? Execute it. Let everyone see as a warning," Song Weizhi pulled Song Zhixia a few steps back, preparing to watch the excitement together.
"Senior Sister, we won't dare again. Please spare us. Junior Sister Song, help us plead with Senior Sister…" Xin Yun kept shouting, but Song Weizhi cast a silencing spell on them, and the world suddenly quieted down.
After several Disciplinary Hall disciples delivered a few blows with the punishment rod, Xin Yun and the others were already covered in bruises.
Song Weizhi looked at them and said in a low voice, "You deserved it."
Then, she turned to Song Zhixia and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to change the medicine." Saying that, she summoned the Li Shuo sword and immediately pulled Song Zhixia's hand. In an instant, the two of them arrived on the sword.
"Remember yesterday? Hold me like you did yesterday," Song Weizhi whispered to the person behind her.
"Okay." Song Zhixia hesitated for a while before continuing, "Senior Sister, thank you for today."
While flying on the sword, Song Weizhi said to Song Zhixia behind her, "Why are you calling me Senior Sister?"
Feeling nervous, Song Zhixia clenched the hem of Song Weizhi's clothes, wondering if calling her like this would make her unhappy.
Just as Song Zhixia worried about whether Song Weizhi would be displeased, she heard laughter coming from in front of her. "I like it when you call me that. From now on, you are my Junior Sister, and I'll protect you for a lifetime."
Unconsciously, Song Zhixia tightened her grip on Song Weizhi's clothes. No one had ever said such words to her before.
After a few moments, the two arrived at Song Weizhi's residence. Once they stabilized on the Li Shuo sword, they returned to Song Weizhi's storage ring.
With a thought, the spirit medicine from yesterday appeared in Song Weizhi's hand. She looked a bit awkward as she glanced at Song Zhixia. "Pull down the clothes on your shoulder a bit."
Upon hearing this, Song Zhixia softly responded, "Okay." She then pulled down her tattered clothes, revealing slightly blushing shoulders.
Song Weizhi circulated her spiritual qi and evenly applied the ointment to Song Zhixia's shoulders. After a while, Song Zhixia's slightly reddened shoulders became as smooth as before.
Somewhat amazed, Song Zhixia looked at the scene before her, nodded, and thanked Song Weizhi, "Thank you, Senior Sister, for taking care of me these past few days."
"No need to thank me. From now on, there won't be any troubles between us." Song Weizhi smiled gently, feeling that the female protagonist was indeed too good. She didn't vent her anger on Song Zhixia for taking her original place.
"By the way, do you want to take a bath here?" Song Weizhi noticed Song Zhixia's embarrassed state, and considering the amount of water she had carried alone the previous day, her clothes were likely soaked with sweat. It must be uncomfortable.
"No, there's no need, Senior Sister. Thank you for helping me with the medicine. I'll go back first." Song Zhixia hurriedly declined.
"Alright, don't be in a hurry to leave. Change your clothes, have some snacks, and then go. Come, come over and sit down."
While speaking, Song Weizhi waved her hand with spiritual qi, and Song Zhixia had already changed into a clean casual outfit, making her look even more charming in a white dress.
"These clothes are new. Junior Sister Zhixia can rest assured wearing them." Song Weizhi explained with a smile.
Song Zhixia's face was already flushed. She couldn't believe what was happening before her eyes. With a wave of her hand, Song Weizhi had changed all the clothes on her. She had never worn such good clothes before. However, Song Zhixia quickly remembered the daily work she had to do in the outer sect. Lowering her head apologetically, she said to Song Weizhi, "Senior Sister, please take back these clothes. I shouldn't wear such clothes. It's a waste."
"What waste or not waste? Clothes are made to be worn. When you cultivate your Qi in the future, you can use your spiritual qi to keep them clean. It's very convenient." Song Weizhi knew exactly what Song Zhixia was worried about.
"Alright, changed the clothes. Now, how about having some food with Senior Sister?" Song Weizhi's voice was like a gentle breeze, and her eyes were sincere. Song Zhixia couldn't refuse any longer. "Thank you for your hospitality, Senior Sister."
Song Weizhi looked at Song Zhixia as if looking at a little cat. She found the Female Lead quite adorable. She placed some snacks on the table, such as peach blossom pastries, chestnut cakes, and millet cakes, and poured a bottle of immortal dew into a cup, pushing it in front of Song Zhixia.
Song Zhixia picked up a peach blossom pastry and took a few bites. The mouthful of peach blossom fragrance bloomed in her mouth—it was a taste she had never experienced before. Not to mention that their village was remote and lacked silver coins to buy such things; even if there were such delicious items, she would never get to taste them. Seeing Song Weizhi not eating, she spoke up, "Senior Sister, why aren't you eating?"
Song Weizhi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll eat with Junior Sister Zhixia." The Female Lead seemed quite considerate. It was hard to imagine her turning into a mess after demonic cultivation, ruining her original body into a chaotic state.
Fearing that Song Zhixia would feel embarrassed, Song Weizhi encouraged her to eat more pastries and drink a few cups of spring water. Only then did she stop insisting on food.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Song Zhixia, who was not close to Song Weizhi, had already been helped several times by her. After thanking her again, she stood up to leave after bidding farewell. As she was about to leave, a sword appeared in front of her.
Song Zhixia turned her head, seemingly puzzled, and looked at Song Weizhi.
Song Weizhi walked over with a smile, saying, "It won't take long for us to fly here on the sword. But if you walk from here to the outer sect, it will take at least an hour. I'll accompany you back, no refusal, Junior Sister." Before Song Zhixia could refuse, Song Weizhi spoke first. She also noticed that Song Zhixia's shoes were already worn out, and completely forgot to replace them while changing her clothes.
"S-Shoes too." Before Song Zhixia could react, a pair of brand-new shoes was already on her feet. Afraid that Song Zhixia would thank her again, Song Weizhi immediately said, "No more thanks. Just wear them obediently. You've thanked me countless times already in this short time."
Song Zhixia felt a bit embarrassed and could only nod in acceptance.
The two flew back to the residence of the outer sect disciples. However, Song Weizhi did not take Song Zhixia to the room she originally shared with Xin Yun and the others.