The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!

Chapter 274: Misfortune!

Su Mo considered her words before eventually nodding.

"Fine."

Yang Qingxi smiled faintly. "Then let’s go after breakfast."

Song Meilin also nodded.

Although the agreement had been reached, the worry in her heart remained.

More than anyone else, she hoped the Great Elder wasn’t involved.

Because if he was... Then the conflict she had been desperately trying to avoid might become impossible to stop.

***

Due to the two consecutive incidents, the Sect Master had completely lost confidence in the sect’s defensive system.

First came the large-scale Pishacha invasion.

Then, before everyone could even catch their breath, an unknown intruder infiltrated the sect and attacked Elder Song’s guests.

The entire situation was equivalent to someone repeatedly slapping the White Moon Sect across the face.

As a result, the Core Elder responsible for security suffered terribly.

After being summoned to the Sect Master’s residence and scolded for nearly an hour, he staggered out looking as though he had aged ten years. Several disciples even hurried over to support him, afraid he might collapse on the spot.

The Sect Master himself felt exhausted.

After some consideration, he directly transferred the responsibility of repairing and strengthening the defensive formations to another Core Elder who specialized in formations and managed the Library Pavilion.

As for the current defensive barrier?

It was practically operating at its weakest state.

To compensate, the Mission Hall immediately released a large number of patrol missions.

Groups of disciples began moving around the sect day and night.

Unfortunately, the Sect Master was being slightly optimistic.

No matter how many patrols existed, they were useless against someone who knew the sect’s layout better than the patrols themselves.

At this moment, a black-robed disciple quietly moved through a secluded path within the sect.

His movements were familiar.

Very matural, almost as though he had walked these roads countless times.

This person was naturally Wu Chaochang.

His purpose was simple. Rescue his subordinates. Recover the real meteorite.

And if possible... Take a little revenge on the sect.

The thought of the meteorite made his expression darken.

The object he had risked so much to obtain had ultimately turned out to be nothing more than an ordinary rock.

An ordinary rock!

Just remembering it made his blood pressure rise.

"I was tricked..."

Wu Chaochang gritted his teeth.

"Those old bastards definitely switched it beforehand."

Thinking about it carefully, there was no other explanation.

Otherwise why would a mysterious meteorite capable of attracting Evil Divination Mirror’s attention suddenly become a useless stone?

Clearly, White Moon Sect had stolen his opportunity.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Unfortunately, his anger quickly disappeared after he accidentally stepped into a puddle.

Splash.

Dirty water covered half his robe.

"..."

Wu Chaochang’s face twitched. Then he looked up at the sky.

For a moment, he seriously suspected that Heaven was targeting him.

Compared to the confident and arrogant appearance he had when fighting Su Mo and Yang Qingxi before, his current condition could only be described with one word.

Miserable.

The left side of his face was covered with ugly burn marks.

His once handsome appearance had become rather frightening.

This injury wasn’t caused by some powerful enemy. It was caused by bad luck.

Yes, pure bad luck.

Thinking about it made him want to cry.

Ever since the day he lost to those two Outer Elders of White Moon Sect, his life had become increasingly bizarre.

At first, he thought it was coincidence.

Then coincidences didn’t stop at all.

Eventually, even an idiot would realize something was wrong.

Birds seemed to treat him as a mobile toilet.

Whenever he walked outside, there was a frightening probability that something would fall from above.

One time, he spent nearly half an hour washing his hair in a river.

Right the moment he finished cleaning himself, a bird flew overhead.

Direct hit.

Another time, while eating dinner, a poisonous snake somehow fell from a tree directly into his soup.

The snake died and the soup was ruined. Not wantung to eat the poisoned soup. His appetite also vanished.

The underground hideout he painstakingly built also began leaking whenever it rained.

He once woke up in the middle of the night and discovered rainwater dripping directly into his mouth.

Even ordinary animals seemed to dislike him. Stray dogs chased him.

Wild boars charged at him.

A monkey somehow stole his storage ring and climbed a tree.

That incident alone took him an entire afternoon to resolve.

There were also countless smaller incidents.

Stepping on nails. Falling into a sewer. Flowerpots dropping from rooftops. A kitchen knife slipping while cooking.

At one point, he nearly got run over by the speeding truck sixteen times in three days.

Even one of the driver was terrified.

When they met for the third time, the driver immediately turned around and wanted to fled. But the truck was out of control.

The most painful incident, however, was his recent breakthrough attempt.

Using the Evil Divination Mirror once again, he had obtained a secret method capable of forcefully increasing cultivation.

The success rate was extremely high. It worked perfectly on his subordinates.

Eleven, Twelve and Two. All three of them advanced.

Even several weaker members experienced significant improvements.

But when it was Wu Chaochang’s turn. With a success rate that was supposedly above 99.9% percent. And chances of failure rate below 0.1 percent.

Yet somehow... He failed.

Not only did he fail.

The technique nearly crippled his cultivation.

His face was burned. His meridians were damaged.

And after suffering through all of that pain, his cultivation only barely touched the threshold of Foundation Building.

Wu Chaochang felt like vomiting blood every time he remembered it.

"What exactly did I do to deserve this..."

He muttered while moving through the shadows.

Unfortunately, Heaven didn’t answer him.

Instead, a bird flying overhead suddenly released something.

Wu Chaochang’s eyelid twitched.

Without even looking, he instantly dodged to the side with practiced movements.

A white splatter landed exactly where he had been standing.

"..."

Wu Chaochang silently clenched his fists.