Accidentally Reincarnated in Cultivation World-Chapter 305: Coughing Blood!

Yu Xuan stepped into the cave again, after walking some time he appeared underground, right where the lion beast had lived.

Inside, the six disciples he had "transferred" earlier were gathered, whispering among themselves with exhausted expressions.

Yu Xuan cleared his throat.

COUGH!

Then, very deliberately, he spat a generous splash of fake blood onto the ground.

About hundred milliliters, because Yu Xuan believed in authenticity.

He released his presence just enough for them to notice.

The group instantly snapped into alert mode.

After everything they suffered in this cursed hidden realm, even the sound of wind put them on edge.

"Who are you?! And how did you enter here?" the green-haired senior sister demanded.

Her eyes sharpened when they landed on Yu Xuan’s borrowed appearance, that of Mo Lin, a modestly handsome youth with black hair, black eyes and the uniform of the Discipline Committee.

Despite her agitation, the uniform reassured her.

Only slightly.

"COUGH! COUGH!!"

Mo Lin coughed more blood.

Another fifty milliliters.

A true artist of deception.

The senior sister’s face was that of shock.

This was clearly a dangerous internal suffering to cough this much blood.

Seeing him sway weakly, she signaled the other disciples and rushed forward, though all of them kept their guards up.

If this stranger turned out to be hostile, they would restrain him immediately, Committee uniform or not.

She circulated Wood Qi into him, healing him slightly.

Yu Xuan let his complexion brighten just enough to appear stabilized.

"Thank you, Senior Sister," he said weakly.

"I am Mo Lin, a new disciple of the Discipline Committee. I was chasing a black-clothed person responsible for a robbery and while pursuing him, I was ambushed by him during the beast tide...

Senior Sister I barely managed to crawl into this cave and found all of you and now, was hoping to join your group when exiting the realm, who knows when another tide might happen?"

His tone was humble, wounded, and very suffering.

Perfect.

The disciples exchanged glances, sympathy flashing in their eyes followed by rage when they heard the words "black-clothed robber."

"Junior brother, how unfortunate!" the senior sister said with righteous indignation.

"That robber may have accomplices we still don’t know about. We were chasing him too."

"So he did have more accomplices..."

Mo Lin muttered thoughtfully.

"By the way, Senior Sister, are there more people you know who entered the realm?"

That question made the green-haired sister stiffen.

Because... no.

They hadn’t informed anyone yet.

They’d come here purely to loot before anyone else arrived.

So she coughed lightly.

"Ahem... well... I don’t know."

Despite her awkwardness their conversation went well so, Mo Lin blended into the group smoothly his polite, pitiful demeanor lowering their guard.

After a bit more conversation, the six disciples, now accompanied by "Mo Lin," began exiting the cave together, united by their mutual hatred of a particular black-clothed demon.

***

Mo Lin, the green-haired senior sister, and the others exited the cave, wandering through the battered landscape in search of the "thief."

"I never knew Brother Mo was so brave," a female disciple said, trying and failing, to hide the coyness in her voice.

’Yes you would never know, after all we met today!’ Mo Lin complained internally.

Mo Lin didn’t look particularly heroic, but something about the straight-backed posture, the slightly aloof air, and the mysterious aura of quiet suffering gave him an odd, dangerous charm.

He was absolutely this girl’s type.

"It is merely my duty," Mo Lin said seriously.

"There is no bravery in righteousness."

The girl nearly swooned.

But the heart-throbbing moment ended instantly.

Because.

BOOM.

A terrifying aura descended from above like a falling mountain.

The senior sister went stiff, sweat gathering at her temples.

A hamster dropped in front of them.

A small hamster.

A furious hamster.

Daoist Burger’s divine sense swept across the group like a blade.

"What are you doing here?" he demanded.

Earlier, he had searched the other half of the realm, found nothing, then sensed commotion here.

At the sight of this group wandering around, his suspicion only grew.

"Senior, we are searching for a black-clothed person!" the senior sister said quickly.

But Daoist Burger narrowed his eyes.

"Searching? Aren’t you also here to steal from this secret realm?"

That accusation made one disciple snap.

"SENIOR!!! WE DIDN’T GET A SINGLE THING FROM THIS DAMNED REALM!!!"

The shout echoed with such despair that even Daoist Burger blinked.

Even the senior sister stared at the disciple, finally realizing he had mentally broken down.

"Shut up!" Daoist Burger yelled, and the disciple collapsed to his knees.

"Senior, please listen," the senior sister pleaded.

"We were robbed!"

Daoist Burger paused.

Robbed? In this hidden realm? Are they not here to rob the realm? But they were robbed?

"If your explanation is unsatisfactory," he said coldly, "prepare for punishment."

So the senior sister hurriedly explained everything, the fight, the mysterious black-clothed intruder real life named Yu Xuan, and the fact that every treasure they found was already taken.

After hearing everything.

"...Even so," Daoist Burger said, tail flicking in irritation, "that does not excuse your original intent to take things from this realm."

"Senior, we were only chasing the thief! If you don’t believe us, you can check our space rings!"

The senior sister immediately offered hers.

Mo Lin coughed lightly.

’Great.’

He knew this part was coming.

One by one, the disciples handed over their rings.

Daoist Burger scanned them with divine sense.

Every ring was with nearly average content.

Some pitiful, in fact.

Then he checked Mo Lin’s ring.

Daoist Burger froze.

Inside

Mountains of high-tier cooking ingredients.

Rare spiritual spices.

Some Ancient herbs.

A whole section of premium beast meat.

And one extremely well-aged Wine that made his whiskers tremble.

The hamster swallowed.

This... this wasn’t a ring.

This was a chef’s heavenly storage vault!

He slowly looked up at Mo Lin.

"You..." Daoist Burger said carefully, "...are not with them, are you?"

Mo Lin placed a fist over his heart.

"I act alone, Senior."

Daoist Burger nodded slowly.

This was not the ring of a poor disciple.

This was the ring of someone backed by a terrifying existence just like him.

The hamster thought that Mo Lin was a disciple of a Big Shot like him.

And then, the hamster treated him as equal.

So, Mo Lin explained his circumstances.