The Ancestor of our Sect Isn't Acting like an Elder Chapter 251.2 - Angry Li Wanting

Chapter 251.2 – Angry Li Wanting

“Little Ting, get up! I’m going to die, I’m going to die!”

Xue Qilin slapped the floor and issued m.u.f.fled sounds.

“Oh, I’m sorry!”

Li Wanting quickly propped herself up and came down from the la.s.s.

Xue Qilin, who almost died of suffocation, took a violent breath and climbed up. With a lingering fear, she shot the two hateful ma.s.ses of fat that nearly claimed her life a glance.

Li Wanting awkwardly scratched her head full of messy hair, and the slightly dry hair rustled as if branches and leaves caressed by the wind.

“I almost became the laughing stock of the whole world!”

“I didn’t mean to.”

Li Wanting stood up, an awkward smile on her face. After looking at the other party askance unhappily, Xue Qilin followed suit and stood up, as well.

“What is that? To have you stuck so tightly!”

As she murmured thusly, Xue Qilin turned her eyes to the hole in the wooden chest, intending to take a look at what’s inside. It mustn’t be the chest itself that made Li Wanting stuck. Aster all, how can wood restrict the movement of an Earth Realm pract.i.tioner?

“I don’t know. It should be some kind of mechanism item?” Li Wanting answered unconcernedly.

Despite being the owner, Li Wanting doesn’t know what’s inside the chest. But, as she said, there is a large metallic structure in the chest.

It looks like a big s.h.i.+eld, but there is a square opening in the middle, and this opening is facing the hole in the wooden chest. Li Wanting’s b.u.t.tocks were likely stuck in this opening.

“By the way, Young Ancestor, you said you wanted my help, didn’t you?”

Li Wanting asked casually as she lowered her head and tidied up her appearance, “What is it?”

When she found that Li Wanting only arranged her clothes and didn’t notice the metal components on her head, Xue Qilin stood on tiptoes and extended a hand to help her take them down. But then she suddenly heard the question and her hand froze.

“Er, this…”

Xue Qilin laughed embarra.s.sedly. Her gaze unnaturally fell on the large bundle several times, hinting Li wanting to open it.

However, Li Wanting is Li Wanting. The dense her didn’t realize it was a hint. Instead, she asked with concern, “What are you looking at, Young Ancestor? Is it an eye cramp? That’s terrible, do you want to see a doctor?”

“Ha?”

Xue Qilin was struck dumb. But soon, it was swapped with an expression of helplessness.

“I’m asking you to take a look at the bundle, okay?”

Since hints don’t work, she can only spell it out.

After this, there’s no way Li Wanting won’t understand.

She raised her eyebrows, suspiciously looked at the bundle, and then complained by saying, “you should have gone straight to the point…”. She turned around, squatted down, and finally untied the bundle.

Then —

“Eh, why does this look like a disa.s.sembled Empyrean Universe?”

Looking at the exposed metal components, Li Wanting rubbed her eyes in disbelief. Xue Qilin, who felt her reaction to be funny, almost laughed.

“Little Ting, your eyes are really keen!” Xue Qilin lightly coughed twice, “Yes, this is my sword!”

An awkward silence pervaded the room.

Without saying a word, Li Wanting picked up some parts of the mechanism sword, and then put them down again, looking like a woman picking vegetables at a roadside stall.

But, Qi Qiqi’s words seem to have come true.

Xue Qilin noticed that Li Wanting’s shoulders are shaking.

“Ah, Little Ting, I didn’t mean to…”

After a little deliberation, Xue Qilin decided to apologize first.

Li Wanting didn’t respond.

A few seconds later, she suddenly stood up, and then, as if a dazed ghost, hung her head and walked towards Xue Qilin with loud, queer steps.

Listening to the approaching footsteps, Xue Qilin’s instinct sounded alarms, and a strong desire to escape took hold of her. But somehow, she couldn’t muster any strength to move her feet.

“Er, Little Ting?”

With the shadow of Li Wanting’s bangs covering her face, Xue Qilin couldn’t determine from her expression whether she is angry or not.

“Accidentally…”

Li Wanting whispered a few words.

Her voice is so quiet that Xue Qilin can hardly hear her.

“You say you accidentally… took the sword apart?”

“Er, that, that’s right…”

Li Wanting suddenly grabbed Xue Qilin’s shoulders.

“Little Ting, what, what do you want to do?”

While rigidly moving her line of sight, Xue Qilin looked left and right at Li Wanting’s hands that grabbed her. When she looked in front of her again, a short, startled sound burst out from her mouth.

A pair of bloodshot eyes are right in front of her eyes.

Li Wanting is staring at Xue Qilin with a fierce shade in her eyes, looking like she wishes to use a special iron bar to skewer Xue Qilin and make a s.h.i.+sh kebab out of her.

— “Angry Older Sister Ting is really scary.”

Xue Qilin recalled Qi Qiqi’s words, and then held her breath and swallowed hard, thinking that she would ask someone else to deliver the bundle had she known it would be like this.

If the other party shouted and screamed, Xue Qilin would still have some ways to coax her. But Li Wanting only gazed at her with an “I want to skin you alive” look in her eyes.

“Young Ancestor, you didn’t deliberately break it, did you?”

The corner’s of Li Wanting’s mouth portrayed a twisted smile, yet the smile has no warmth. Frightened by the other party’s fake smile, Xue Qilin shook her head to indicate that she didn’t.

“Then… it was an accident?”

Xue Qilin nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

“Accident… you accidentally took apart the sword that I poured my blood, sweat, and tears into… Ha-ha, an accident. What an accident.”

Trembling, Li Wanting lowered her head again and said this.

Perhaps this is a misconception, but Xue Qilin feels like Li Wanting is emitting a black breath — a breath called “resentment”.

Xue Qilin, who has a bad premonition, is desperately thinking about how to apologize.

However, Li Wanting released her without warning. Under Xue Qilin’s bewildered gaze, Li Wanting staggered to the back of the room.

How terrifying! Do I go with “if all fails, retreat, of the the Thirty-Six Stratagems”? But one can avoid something for so long! What, what, what, what should I do? Xue Qilin temporarily felt relieved and hesitated whether to escape or not.

However, before she had time to make a choice, Li Wanting came back with a thick book in her arms.