The "Hate Her, Just Fuck Her" series was selling like wildfire.
In the entire main city, nearly one out of every few cultivators owned some part of the collection. The sales were nothing short of explosive.
Yun Jin gave a sly grin. "Time's up. Let's start harvesting."
She strode out the door with an arrogant gait that ignored heaven and earth, Qin Ping and the others quickly falling in behind her. On the bustling street, Yun Jin swept her gaze across the crowd. Yue Zhao leaned in close and whispered, "Ten meters to the right, that one. He bought the full set."
Yun Jin gave the slightest nod, her face blank, and walked forward.
She dragged out a chair, set it down with a sharp crack in the middle of the street, and sat with a frosty voice. "I've heard some of you have been having a little too much fun. Printing my face on shuttlecocks? On soccer balls? Passing around my so-called 'ugly portraits'? Hmm?"
The disciples on the street froze in shock.
Their hearts began to pound.
What was going on?
Over something so trivial, did Yun Jin really need to make such a huge scene? They had only wanted to get noticed by Lin Xiao, not end up in Yun Jin's sights.
After all, Yun Jin was infamous for her vindictive nature. But then they thought of how many people had bought these things, and their nerves settled a bit. So what if she found out? With so many of them, what could Yun Jin possibly do?
And besides…
They could just deny everything.
Yun Jin's lips twisted into a cruel smile. "You all know I'm not the type with a good temper. You dare make a joke out of me—are your skins itching for a beating?"
A vine lashed out from her fingertip, yanking forward the disciple Yue Zhao had quietly marked.
"S-Sect Master Yun, what are you trying to do?" the disciple stammered, panic flooding his face.
Yun Jin's laugh was cold. "Weren't you mocking me behind my back? Hmm?"
"I didn't! I swear I didn't!"
"No?" Yun Jin snatched his storage pouch without hesitation. She forcibly probed inside, then poured out a pile of merchandise onto the street with a sneer. "And this is nothing, is it?"
The disciple stood dumbstruck. She just outright robbed his storage bag!Wasn't this far too tyrannical?
"What status do I hold, and what status do you? Yet you dare show such blatant disrespect toward me in secret." Yun Jin cracked the vine against him with a sharp whip.
She let him go after that, but at this rate, dragging them out one by one would take forever. So Yun Jin simply went wild in the street, vine whipping in hand.
"Oh? So you think it's acceptable to insult your senior behind closed doors? Did your teachers, your sects, teach you to treat your elders this way? Then allow me to discipline you properly on their behalf!"
From East Street to West, from West to North, Yun Jin's vine lashed without pause. Emotional Values flooded in like a rushing stream, every chime of the system ringing in her ears filling her with sheer bliss.
Qin Ping and the others followed behind, chilled to the bone. If these disciples knew the merchandise had been Yun Jin's own scheme from the start, they would probably be even more dumbfounded.
"Our Junior Sister's fishing law enforcement is really 666," Yue Zhao couldn't help muttering in awe.
Though honestly…
Going through all this trouble just to beat up a bunch of sect disciples did seem a bit pointless. But then again—who cared? As long as Junior Sister was happy.
By the time Yun Jin had nearly rampaged her way through North Street, Lin Xiao arrived with several sect elders, his face thunderous.
"Yun Jin, what are you doing!" Lin Xiao roared.
The moment he spoke, Yun Jin retracted her vine and suddenly burst into loud, pitiful sobs."Pavilion Master Lin, you must stand up for me! These disciples have no respect for their elders. They've been circulating these vile things behind my back. How am I supposed to show my face after this?"
She threw the pile of merchandise onto the ground in front of him.
Lin Xiao's lips twitched violently.
Really? The disciples had been wasting time with this nonsense?
These toys couldn't harm Yun Jin in the slightest. What was even the point?
"Pavilion Master Lin, I can't bear this humiliation," Yun Jin whimpered. "Isn't it only fair that I lash them a few times to vent my anger?"
Lin Xiao's tone softened slightly. "You're a senior, why stoop to quarrel with a group of juniors?"
Yun Jin looked even more pitiful. "But I'm only sixteen. I'm still just a child! Children can't endure this kind of bullying."
Lin Xiao: "…"
Yun Jin glared at the disciples. "You heard him! Pavilion Master Lin is magnanimous enough not to hold this against you. Next time you want to make these things, use Pavilion Master Lin's image instead!"
The disciples: "…"
Lin Xiao ground his teeth. "Yun Jin, don't push your luck!"
Yun Jin looked wounded. "Push my luck? How so? Unless… unless what they've been saying is true—that you really do have a problem with me?"
"…You're overthinking," Lin Xiao forced out.
Yun Jin pressed on. "Even though I've been disrespectful to you many times, I'm still just a child. A man of your stature would surely forgive me. Yet these disciples believed you hated me for it.
They judged you with a petty heart, insulting not me, but you, Pavilion Master Lin!" She spoke with righteous fervor.
Lin Xiao's head buzzed, filled with nothing but Yun Jin's repeated insistence that she was still a child…
And the worst part was, he couldn't refute it.
"You are still a Sect Master," Lin Xiao said through clenched teeth. "They were disrespectful, so some punishment is deserved. You've already caused a huge scene. Isn't that enough?"
"Hmph." Yun Jin snorted. "Since Pavilion Master Lin has spoken, I'll give you face. We'll stop here."
Lin Xiao was exhausted. He had no patience for such childish games. If he acted against Yun Jin, it would be with the intent to end her life once and for all, not waste time over trivialities.
"Go back and discipline your disciples," he told the elders irritably. "Teach them proper respect for their seniors." Then he turned and left.
The sect elders exchanged awkward glances.
"Fine, you do the scolding. I've had enough of this," Yun Jin announced proudly before swaggering off.
The disciples stared at her retreating back, their hearts full of fury but unable to voice it.
Yun Jin, meanwhile, felt a pang of regret. If only they knew she had released the merchandise herself. The Emotional Value she'd reap would be even greater. But she was a righteous person. Doing a good deed didn't mean she had to reveal it. This time, she'd settle for what she had harvested. She led the Wushuang Sect disciples away in high spirits.
The other sect disciples were dragged home and harshly scolded by their elders. They couldn't understand it at all. Why had they gone out of their way to provoke someone as petty and vengeful as Yun Jin?
But they were wronged too. They knew Yun Jin was troublesome, but hadn't the rumor spread everywhere that insulting her was the way to curry favor with Lin Xiao?
When the elders interrogated them, tracing back every word, all roads led to a mysterious man. But the trail ended there. No one could dig further. In the end, the disciples could only swallow their suffering. That man must have been Yun Jin's sworn enemy too, and just like them, he hadn't expected her to be so outrageously domineering.
They were victims all the same.
And so, the fishing scheme concluded.
Yet the disciples still supplied Yun Jin with Emotional Value without pause, and her grin nearly split her face.
Indeed.
Harvesting hatred was a golden road forward.
As for changing their opinion of her? Yun Jin couldn't care less.
They could think whatever they liked.
Either way, she had a way to reap Emotional Value.