The Cub I Raised Turned Out to Be a Reborn Boss (GL) - Chapter 9

Seeing the several people surrounding Song Xi, Jiang Yixue lightly tapped the ground with her toe, her figure flashed, and she darted towards Song Xi on the mountain path.

The beginning of the ill-fated romance set off her alarm bells. She had been too comfortable lately. She must be careful from now on and not give those four men any opportunity to get close.

Song Xi also noticed that the trajectory of these people’s actions was heading straight for her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, muttering to herself, repeating what the disciple had just said: “Although the rule is not to interfere with other disciples, the $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Brothers}$ at the peak definitely won’t be closely monitoring the movements below… Is that so? That means, as long as no evidence is left, no one will notice anything here.”

A faint, subtle crimson climbed into Song Xi’s eyes.

She was the $\text{Youming}$ $\text{King}$, absolutely not a lamb to be slaughtered.

Those who provoke her must pay the price.

As she slowly activated the secret technique within the $\text{Youming}$ $\text{Secret}$ $\text{Tome}$ to briefly enhance her cultivation, Song Xi felt every pore of her body trembling, and her aggressive emotions grew stronger.

The young man in brocade clothes had already blocked Song Xi’s path: “$\text{Junior}$ $\text{Sister}$ Song, the few of us are so slow. Why don’t you stay and keep us company?”

Zou Shan also caught up, his expression hostile: “$\text{Junior}$ $\text{Sister}$ Song, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit!”

Song Xi sneered slightly, the spiritual power in her palm gradually churning into a dark color: “Are you talking about me?”

Zou Shan saw Song Xi stop and smiled complacently: “Of course, you ignorant girl. If you kneel down and apologize to me now, I can still let you off this time. Furthermore, when $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$ Yan Zi and $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Brother}$ Yan Ming are released from the Ice Prison, you had better know to personally go and apologize.”

Song Xi chuckled lightly and said, “But I don’t think so.”

Although Song Xi hadn’t found the opportunity to cultivate the $\text{Youming}$ $\text{Secret}$ $\text{Tome}$ yet, the secret technique she employed couldn’t fully exert its power.

But these $\text{Yellow}$-rank cultivators in front of her were beneath her notice. She had never apologized even when being hunted by the $\text{Endless}$ $\text{Divine}$ $\text{Domain}$. How could she apologize to these little minions now?

Zou Shan’s provocation didn’t scare Song Xi; instead, it made her a little excited.

The cultivation of the $\text{Youming}$ $\text{Secret}$ $\text{Tome}$ affected her psychological state, making her increasingly bloodthirsty. Song Xi felt the blood in her bones burning. It was a pity that this was $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$; she would have to hold back and not strike a fatal blow later.

Just as she was about to make her move, a cold light suddenly came from her ear: “How dare you be unruly on $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$!”

It was Jiang Yixue’s voice. Song Xi was slightly startled, then retracted her spiritual power and suppressed the $\text{Youming}$ $\text{Secret}$ $\text{Tome}$ in her body. Feeling the backlash of the forcibly suppressed spiritual power, Song Xi frowned slightly. Jiang Yixue was a persistent annoyance, ruining her plans again…

Jiang Yixue stood in front of Song Xi, her eyelashes slightly lifted, looking at the people opposite, especially Zou Shan in the center: “Song Xi is $\text{Chief}$ $\text{Elder}$ Han’s direct disciple. According to the rules, you should call her $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$. It’s bad enough that you don’t respect your $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$, but you dare to attempt to commit violence on $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$?”

Zou Shan hadn’t noticed Jiang Yixue’s approach at all, which had only one explanation: Jiang Yixue’s cultivation was extremely high.

He knew he was in the wrong, but his expression changed before finally settling back into a calm and composed look: “$\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$ misunderstands us. We just saw that $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$ Song just started cultivating, so we came to ask if she needed any help… You say we don’t respect $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$, but you must provide evidence…”

Other than Song Xi, everyone here was his own people. Zou Shan was not afraid at all. They hadn’t made a move. Even if they were taken to the $\text{Discipline}$ $\text{Hall}$ for punishment, no evidence would be found against them, and the matter would eventually be dropped.

Jiang Yixue found this brazen attitude irritating and said sternly, “Are you implying that I’ve wronged you, that you are threatening me?”

“No, I wouldn’t dare.” Zou Shan smiled slightly, his expression showing no fear. His Zou family also had some background, and even the elders of the $\text{Discipline}$ $\text{Hall}$ would have to consider that.

After speaking, he turned and looked at his companions: “Everyone, did I threaten this $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$?”

He was surprised to see that the people behind him were all avoiding his gaze, as if they were avoiding a plague.

Zou Shan looked around, furious: “What are you all doing? You’re so scared you can’t even breathe over such a small thing. You’re completely spineless.”

Following his words, the disciples who were originally standing with him quickly backed away a couple of steps, all declaring: “$\text{Young}$ $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$, we are not familiar with Zou Shan. We are not with him. We just ran into him during morning practice…”

They were somewhat speechless. Zou Shan usually flirted and caused trouble in the sect, claiming to know all the good-looking female disciples in the entire sect. How could he not recognize Jiang Yixue…

Well, no wonder… Zou Shan usually pursued only ordinary disciples from humble backgrounds who wouldn’t dare make a fuss if something happened. He didn’t put much effort into cultivation, so it was normal for him not to recognize Jiang Yixue.

“Young… $\text{Young}$ $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$…” Zou Shan’s eyes widened in fear.

Xiao Chu, who was rushing up from behind, saw the situation and inwardly tore Zou Shan to shreds. He glared fiercely at Zou Shan and said softly, “$\text{Young}$ $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$, I failed in my supervision today. Please let me handle this matter…”

“That won’t be necessary. I have my own plan.” With that, Jiang Yixue turned to look at Song Xi.

Having climbed halfway up the mountain, Song Xi’s face was covered in a dense layer of sweat. Her tender little face was flushed, and her hands and body were smeared with dust. Her eyes were a little red. Standing there, she looked like a bullied porcelain doll, a heart-wrenching sight.

Jiang Yixue slightly softened her tone, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped the sweat and dust from Song Xi’s face: “Was Xi Xi frightened?”

Song Xi didn’t speak, just stood obediently, allowing Jiang Yixue to wipe her sweat.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to step away, but she simply couldn’t. The spiritual energy in Song Xi’s body was still surging.

This was the second time she had been forcibly interrupted by Jiang Yixue before she could strike. Song Xi felt that whenever she encountered Jiang Yixue, nothing ever went right.

Jiang Yixue glanced back at Zou Shan. This scoundrel had clearly frightened Song Xi quite a bit; she was still standing there with her head bowed and not speaking.

Jiang Yixue was somewhat worried. Song Xi had been bullied too many times as a child and hadn’t even offered a single word of defense now, just like what happened in the $\text{Splendid}$ $\text{Embroidery}$ $\text{Shop}$ in $\text{Lingshan}$ $\text{Town}$. She didn’t want Song Xi to become a meek, submissive person in the future.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yixue pulled out a token from her robe and placed it in Song Xi’s hand: “How they should be punished, Xi Xi gets to decide, okay?”

This was a light-blue token. In the center of the token was a blue lotus, engraved with Jiang Yixue’s name, surrounded by a circle of snowflake patterns. The ink-colored long sword imprinted at the top was the $\text{Linghua}$ $\text{Sword}$. Only two people in the $\text{Yuqing}$ $\text{Sect}$ were allowed to use the $\text{Linghua}$ $\text{Sword}$ insignia: the $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$ and the $\text{Young}$ $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$.

This identity token was unique and extremely important. Jiang Yixue tossed it to Song Xi as if it were a toy.

The surrounding disciples were completely stunned.

Song Xi was also momentarily stunned, unable to react. What was Jiang Yixue up to now?

Seeing that Song Xi remained silent, Jiang Yixue thought Song Xi was intimidated by the situation and encouraged her gently: “Xi Xi can decide whatever she wants. Since I’ve given you the token, your decision represents my words. Don’t be afraid.”

Song Xi blinked and thought about it. First, she saved her in front of everyone, and now she was showing how good she was to her.

Jiang Yixue’s move was indeed clever. With so many disciples at the morning practice, everyone would know within this single day that Jiang Yixue possessed an iron fist for management and boundless care for her $\text{Junior}$ $\text{Sister}$… Her position as $\text{Young}$ $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$ was instantly solidified.

Jiang Yixue played this move well.

If Song Xi were a normal scared child, she would probably either hand the token back or be too scared to punish Zou Shan and the others.

Jiang Yixue would have gained the goodwill of a group of people without giving anything up, and she wouldn’t have offended the Zou family behind Zou Shan.

But Song Xi was no ordinary child. She just wanted to disgust Jiang Yixue. So, holding the token, she said with some hesitation, “$\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$, I’m afraid they will bully me again next time… Can I ask that they never appear on $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$ again…”

A wave of astonishment swept through the crowd. Not appearing on $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$ was equivalent to being expelled from the sect, wasn’t it?

Everyone’s eyes turned to Jiang Yixue. The crime Zou Shan committed was serious, and an ordinary disciple would certainly be expelled.

However, as the $\text{Young}$ $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$, Jiang Yixue had to consider the Zou family behind Zou Shan. The Zou family was a vassal of the $\text{Yuqing}$ $\text{Sect}$, having contributed both merit and effort. She couldn’t afford to discourage the Zou family.

The crowd exchanged glances, having already read the answer in each other’s eyes. Jiang Yixue would definitely reject Song Xi and let the matter slide.

A hint of triumph flashed in Song Xi’s eyes. This was the effect she wanted. With this incident, the circulated news would be that Jiang Yixue feared the Zou family and that the judgment was unfair. In that case, the reputation of the fair and iron-fisted governance that Jiang Yixue had established would instantly collapse.

Having lived so many years, Song Xi didn’t often plot against people, but she had seen enough to know how to vex others.

Although the token was in Song Xi’s hand, everyone present was waiting for Jiang Yixue’s attitude. For a moment, the atmosphere solidified.

Jiang Yixue, however, smiled, nodded, and rubbed Song Xi’s head: “Then let’s proceed as Xi Xi says.”

Xiao Chu quickly whispered a reminder: “$\text{Young}$ $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$, the Zou family…”

“I said, proceed as Xi Xi says.” Jiang Yixue interrupted Xiao Chu without hesitation.

She absolutely could not reject the first decision her little $\text{cub}$ had bravely made. To nurture Song Xi’s non-submissive nature, she had to affirm her resistance. Jiang Yixue had already made up her mind that she would approve of whatever Song Xi decided.

She just never expected that Song Xi, despite her young age, was quite decisive and unafraid of offending Zou Shan. Jiang Yixue felt even more encouraged.

“Hurrah—” a cheer suddenly rose from the crowd.

Zou Shan’s bullying was not a one-time thing. He had no ambition and simply coasted through life as a local tyrant among the ordinary disciples. The cultivation of the ordinary disciples was lower than his, and they dared not offend the Zou family, so they harbored their resentment in silence. This time, Jiang Yixue helped them vent their frustration.

Everything had completely deviated from the expected direction. Song Xi was suddenly a little bewildered…

Shouldn’t Jiang Yixue have rejected her, protected Zou Shan, and then been criticized by the disciples for unfair judgment? Why did it go completely awry?

This didn’t seem like the Jiang Yixue who weighed all the pros and cons…

Jiang Yixue didn’t pay much attention to the reactions of others, only focusing on Song Xi’s disheveled state.

The sweat had almost completely evaporated now, making the stains on her clothes more noticeable. The clothes were clinging to her body, and she looked completely like a dirty doll.

Jiang Yixue frowned, having long tossed the Zou family to the back of her mind: “Xi Xi’s clothes are all dirty today. Why didn’t you wear those new clothes?”

One plan failed, so she came up with another. Recalling the appearance of the young girl who deceived her in her previous life, Song Xi instantly seemed to tremble in fright, stepping back and saying timidly, “$\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have failed to wear those new clothes…”

The surrounding disciples who were preparing to disperse quickly focused their attention again. What was this scene? Seeing how terrified this little girl was, did Jiang Yixue often bully her and scare her badly?

Having no means of force for the moment, Song Xi decided to use all her acting skills to disgust Jiang Yixue. A hint of slyness flashed in Song Xi’s eyes. The Jiang Yixue she knew in her previous life, while capable of pretense, certainly didn’t have this much patience and should immediately reveal her true colors…

Just as she was thinking this, something else suddenly appeared in Song Xi’s hand—a smoky-ink-colored token, surrounded by a circle of cloud patterns, with Song Xi’s name in the center.

Only elders could commission a direct disciple’s token. Han Yansu was not in the sect. This was the token for Song Xi that Jiang Yixue had just obtained from Xue Qiancheng.

Before Song Xi could react, the remaining three hundred thousand contribution points in Jiang Yixue’s token were swiftly transferred to Song Xi’s token.

Jiang Yixue’s tone was full of tenderness: “Xi Xi, you don’t need to save money for me. I am very rich. Just go buy whatever you want.”

She didn’t wear the new clothes because she was afraid of getting them dirty? How much did she cherish these new clothes? Well, the child hadn’t owned many pretty clothes since she was small…

Song Xi looked at the huge sum of three hundred thousand and fell into thought—Jiang Yixue was completely impervious to her attempts, was she that wary?