Chapter 190, 50 repetitions of the rules
Chapter 190, 50 repetitions of the rules
Chapter 190, 50 repetitions of the rules
Shen Ye: "..." He didn't know either.
Back at the house, Liu Ruxuan noticed He Qiuman's pale face as soon as she entered the room: "Qiuman, what's wrong?"
He Qiuman looked at Liu Ruxuan with some hostility: "You still say you're not familiar with your martial uncle?!"
Liu Ruxuan looked puzzled: "We're really not... familiar with each other."
"You're being released from prison today, and your martial uncle came to pick you up personally. Would he come if you weren't familiar with him? And what did you do with your martial uncle afterward?" He Qiuman knew everything and was very angry that Liu Ruxuan had lied to her before.
Liu Ruxuan stared at He Qiuman, her eyes crystal clear: "My martial uncle and I didn't do anything." What did you do with the sect leader? What's wrong with that?
Looking at Liu Ruxuan, He Qiuman couldn't help but wonder if Bu Yuzhen was lying.
"Ruxuan, I consider you a good friend, you can't lie to me. You really have nothing between you and your martial uncle?" He Qiuman's confidence was slowly fading.
"Why would I lie to you? Nothing's wrong, and there can't be anything wrong." That's her older brother, after all.
“But some people say that when they see you…” He Qiuman didn’t know how to say those words.
"Qiu Man, I consider you a sister too. I know you have feelings for Uncle-Master. Next time I see Uncle-Master, I'll help you set him up," Liu Ruxuan said generously. It didn't seem like a bad thing to have another sister-in-law, provided that this sister-in-law was good to Liu Wenhao and of course, couldn't be against her.
He Qiuman's face instantly turned red: "I'm not talking to you anymore."
Seeing He Qiuman run to the bed and cover her head, Liu Ruxuan smiled helplessly, then sat down at her desk and silently began copying the religious rules.
The rules of the Tianling Sect consist of 163 articles, each containing several sub-articles, totaling a million words.
Xing Wenyong demanded that Liu Ruxuan copy the text fifty times within two days. As she copied, Liu Ruxuan cursed him inwardly for being inhuman.
Fortunately, Liu Ruxuan had a personal space that could slow down time. Seeing that He Qiuman was not moving, she immediately ran into the space to copy.
"Article 108, disciples within the sect shall not..." Liu Ruxuan wrote and read aloud, and in just one night, she had copied it 50 times.
The next morning, Liu Ruxuan's hands were so sore she couldn't even lift anything. She drank some spiritual spring water and immediately felt refreshed. She rubbed her wrists with her spiritual energy and felt much better.
Liu Ruxuan emerged from the spatial dimension and found He Qiuman still unconscious. She then carried a thick stack of papers to find Xing Wenyong.
As soon as Liu Ruxuan entered the room, she saw Xing Wenyong, and sitting next to Xing Wenyong was none other than Dugu Juechen.
Liu Ruxuan respectfully approached the two men and handed the thick book of rules to Xing Wenyong.
"What is this?" Dugu Juechen saw the paper in Liu Ruxuan's hand, but didn't know what it was.
Liu Ruxuan calmly replied, "I have already copied the 50 rules of conduct and the methods of punishment."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Juechen took a closer look and found that each sheet was densely covered with writing, indeed the rules of the cult, each one written clearly. He was immediately displeased.
Xing Wenyong couldn't believe his eyes. How could he have copied it 50 times in one night?
"You've written it 50 times?" Xing Wenyong got up, took the thick stack of papers, and quickly flipped through them. Every page was neat and tidy. He then checked a few pages and found that not a single word was wrong.
"You wrote all of this?" Xing Wenyong had originally given Liu Ruxuan two days, and was even thinking that if she didn't finish within two days, he would punish her further... but he didn't expect her to finish it overnight.
"Master of Punishments, what's going on?" Dugu Juechen's voice was icy cold.
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