Chapter 272 - 271: The Birth of the Second Sword God Anti-Fan Leader

Jianghai Library.

In a high-level office.

The clamor from outside was incessant, with shouts demanding to see the Sword God’s grand disciple echoing from time to time.

At his desk, Li Daoming was hunched over his work, signing library documents.

’I wonder how long this is going to last.’

He murmured, setting down the document he had just signed and picking up the next, still following his usual routine, poised and amiable.

It was as if the shouts from outside didn’t affect him at all.

Just then.

CLICK...

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open. Li Qinghe walked in, holding a book. "Father, you called for me so suddenly. Is something the matter?"

"Come here, Qinghe."

Li Daoming put down his pen, stood up, and picked up the weekly attendance record. "Have you seen Qin Yang recently? Why haven’t I seen him at work these past few days?"

"Qin Yang?"

Li Qinghe frowned, tossing her short bangs as she thought. "I’m guessing he’s holed up in his villa. He’s the type who hates trouble more than anything, especially in crowded places."

As she finished speaking.

"Mm."

Li Daoming’s furrowed brow relaxed. He pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice, "As long as he’s okay. Qinghe, why don’t you go ask him? See if he needs any help. Our Li Family can provide some assistance."

...

「After leaving the office.」

Li Qinghe found a quiet corner, took out her phone, opened her contact list, and immediately dialed Qin Yang’s number.

’I haven’t seen that guy Qin in a few days.’

’To be honest, I kind of miss him.’

’Not seeing Qin Yang slacking off at the library every day makes it feel like something’s missing. I’m just not used to it.’

As she was lost in thought,

After a few short rings,

The call connected.

"Hey, Master, are you busy?"

Li Qinghe could hear a lot of noise in Qin Yang’s background—nonstop game sounds and even the faint voice of a young girl. "Why haven’t you come to work these past few days? The Hall Master was looking for you earlier, about something..."

At this point, Li Qinghe paused. A mischievous idea suddenly flashed through her mind.

’Since that guy Qin is slacking off right now,’

’I can use this opportunity to scare him a little!’

Thinking this,

A wicked smile crept onto Li Qinghe’s lips.

"Master, why haven’t you been to work? You’re living off my Li Family’s dime, you know. Skipping work means a pay cut!"

"A pay cut?"

On the other end of the line, Qin Yang’s mouth twitched. "You can try. Are you asking to be expelled from my tutelage? You think you can threaten me, your master?"

"You!"

Li Qinghe was stunned.

’Expelled from his tutelage?’

’But I still want to become the Gang Leader of the Heaven-Blasting Gang!’

"You think you can get a handle on me? If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up. Your master is busy and has no more time to waste on you."

Qin Yang’s voice, tinged with impatience, sounded again before he hung up the phone directly.

His voice faded.

BEEP BEEP—

The dial tone buzzed from the other end.

"Hey! Master?! Wait..."

In the hallway, Li Qinghe listened to the disconnected tone, standing rigidly in the corner as the phone slowly slipped from her ear.

’He hung up!?’

"*Sob sob*, this is too much! He doesn’t come to work but still wants to get paid? Is there no justice in this world?!"

’Some Sword God, my ass!’

’What kind of character is that!?’

The more Li Qinghe thought about it, the angrier she got.

’I’m going to expose you!!!’

Putting her thoughts into action, she opened her phone, immediately created a new social media account, randomly picked a trending video, and started typing a comment.

[Some second-rate Sword God, my ass. He slacks off and skips work every day... He’s just a total scumbag!]

As soon as the comment was posted, it was immediately besieged by countless netizens. In an instant, it shot to the top of the comment section.

Even being infamous is a kind of fame.

But no matter how many people argued back, Li Qinghe stuck to her guns. Fueled by the Li Family’s signature stubbornness, she waged a war of words against the masses...

Unwittingly,

And so,

The Sword God’s number two anti-fan was born online...

...

「Meanwhile.」

"So, what do you think, Xiaobai? Pretty amazing, aren’t I, your master?"

Qin Yang mumbled while chewing on a pig’s trotter, "I get paid even without going to work. Stick with me, and you’ll never go hungry. We’ll have meat at every meal!"

"Oh... Master is so amazing..."

Xiaobai clapped with a deadpan expression. She was rendered speechless by Qin Yang’s antics, not knowing how to describe her feelings. She was already used to it.

"Alright, now that we’re full, you go wash the dishes."

Qin Yang let out a burp and leaned back in satisfaction, planning to digest for a bit before continuing his Visualization of the True Dragon Dharma Aspect. Xiaobai, on the other hand, carried the bowls to the kitchen. She didn’t start washing them right away, instead opening a social media app first.

’Time to do some slandering!’

’Time to post some more dirt on him today!’

Xiaobai opened her phone.

But just then,

Below a short video, a particularly eye-catching comment grabbed her attention.

[Some second-rate Sword God, my ass. He slacks off and skips work every day... He’s just a total scumbag!]

"???"

Xiaobai rubbed her eyes, thinking she must be seeing things!

’Is there really another netizen who curses out Master just like this Fairy does?’

’Incredible!’

"This is great! This Fairy has finally found an ally!"

Xiaobai excitedly left a comment in reply.

[I support this! The Heaven-Blasting Gang is a load of crap, especially that second-rate Sword God!]

After sending the message, Xiaobai felt a sense of relief and started to clean up the dishes. After a few minutes, she picked up her phone again and saw that the mysterious netizen had replied.

[DING! You have received a friend request! Accept? Y/N]

Seeing this, Xiaobai’s eyes went wide. A sudden sense of camaraderie washed over her, and her fluffy fox tail wagged even more joyfully behind her!

It was practically pointing to the heavens!

’It’s true!’

"This Fairy is not alone in this world! There are still people who can see my stinky master’s true nature!"

...

...

’What’s that silly fox thinking about?’

In the living room.

Qin Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, suddenly sensed something and slowly opened his eyes.

He looked toward the kitchen.

A Beast Slave and its master share a telepathic connection.

He could sometimes vaguely sense his Beast Pet’s emotions, especially when Xiaobai was particularly excited or agitated; that’s when it was most obvious.

And right now, judging from the telepathic link, Xiaobai was beyond excited.

"Forget it, I won’t pry."

Lost in thought, Qin Yang couldn’t be bothered to investigate further. If he wanted to, he could use their connection to probe deeper into Xiaobai’s consciousness, but there was no need.

’If I had that kind of free time...’

’Wouldn’t it be better to just keep Visualizing the True Dragon Dharma Aspect?!’

But just then.

DING!

His phone suddenly rang. Qin Yang pulled himself out of the Enlightenment Space and glanced at the phone beside him.

It was a call from Li Zixuan.

’Why is this silly girl calling me now?’

Qin Yang frowned slightly. Getting one call after another today was truly unusual. He pressed the answer key in confusion.

"Hello? Junior Sister? What’s up?"

"Senior Brother, are you free right now?"

Li Zixuan’s soft voice came from the other end of the line. "Forgive my intrusion, Senior Brother."

"It’s fine, I just finished eating."

Qin Yang walked to the balcony and looked out at the dimming sky. "Is there another problem with the Laws?"

"Um... no, Senior Brother, please wait a moment..."

Miles away, in an office at the Jianghai Martial Arts Academy, Li Zixuan lowered her phone, gently covered the mouthpiece, and turned to whisper to Elder Li beside her:

"Teacher, what should I say next? Should I just tell him about the Scripture Pavilion directly?"

"Yes, just tell him directly,"

Elder Li stroked his white beard and nodded. "We won’t force Young Friend Qin. It would be great if he’s willing to come, but if not, then so be it.

Just tell him that this job as the Scripture Pavilion’s guardian is very relaxed, and the compensation we’re offering is ten times what the Jianghai Library pays... Let’s see if he’s interested."

"Okay."

Li Zixuan nodded and put the phone back to her ear.

"Hello, Senior Brother? Elder Li just said he wanted to ask if you would be interested in coming to our Jianghai Martial Arts Academy’s Scripture Pavilion to be the Tower Guardian."

"Tower Guardian?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow at the offer, quite surprised by the invitation. He thought for a moment before saying slowly, "I’ve been a bit busy lately and probably can’t get away. Would it be possible to have another member of the Heaven-Blasting Gang go instead?"

As his voice fell,

Li Zixuan was taken aback on the other end.

"Other members?"

’Is Senior Brother going to send one of the other senior uncles over!?’

"Will that work, Teacher?"

She looked to Elder Li for his opinion. "Senior Brother said he might send another Venerable over..."

"Yes! Of course, it will work!"

At this, Elder Li could no longer sit still. His face lit up with ecstasy as he came forward and took the phone directly from Li Zixuan’s hand, unable to suppress his excitement.

You have to understand!

Every member of the Heaven-Blasting Gang was in the Venerable Realm.

If one of them could come guard the Scripture Pavilion, who would dare to invade?

The Jianghai Martial Arts Academy would really be hitting the jackpot!!

"Young Friend Qin? Are you serious?!"

Elder Li’s hand trembled as he held the phone. He stammered, afraid that Qin Yang would change his mind, "Is your Heaven-Blasting Gang truly willing to send a Venerable over? Which Venerable will be coming? Does this old man need to prepare a welcome..."

"Don’t be anxious, Elder Li. Take it easy."

Qin Yang smiled calmly. "We haven’t decided which Venerable yet. This is just a preliminary idea. I still need to consult with the other elders of the Heaven-Blasting Gang... I’ll give you a definite answer later."

"Excellent! This old man will await the good news. Don’t you worry, Young Friend Qin."

........

"Master, who are you going to send?"

Xiaobai asked as she sidled up to him while sweeping with a broom. "You’re not going to send one of your Clones again, are you?"

"No need. It’s just guarding a Scripture Pavilion. I have a better idea."

Qin Yang gave a mysterious smile, then opened his phone’s contact list, found Liu Wushuang’s number, and sent him a text message.

[Elder Wushuang! There is an urgent mission for the gang!]

[Please proceed to the Jianghai Martial Arts Academy to guard the Scripture Pavilion! The situation is urgent!]

Not even two seconds after he sent the message,

DING!

Liu Wushuang replied instantly:

[Understood, Young Master! Rest assured! I guarantee the mission will be completed!]

Miles away, upon receiving the message, Liu Wushuang immediately set off, leaving his home and rushing toward Jianghai Academy, his heart pounding with excitement and joy.

’This urgent mission came at the perfect time!’

’I’ve been wanting to contribute to the Heaven-Blasting Gang for so long! I’m sick of just playing games with the Young Master every day!’

"He bought it, haha! He really bought it!"

Looking at the reply, a grin spread across Qin Yang’s face, growing more and more unrestrained. "Nice. Free labor. And after all this, Liu Wushuang will probably even thank me for it."

"???"

Xiaobai, standing nearby, was dumbfounded, her face a mask of question marks.

’You can actually play tricks like that?!’