I Find Her Disgusting Chapter 74

The sword manual Jiang Xidai wanted to give Yan Huirou, and the opportunity she had planned to talk to her—
Were ultimately cut short because of Yan Huirou’s trip to the Haoran Sect.
Although teaching the little female lead the ability to protect herself would save her a lot of trouble, seeing Yan Huirou’s wings grow stronger, allowing her to flutter further and further away, and away from her at that, Jiang Xidai was not very happy.
She remembered the fire butterfly that Yan Huirou had held in her palm that day, fluttering like a heart.
Yan Huirou had said: It was you who pushed it away, again and again.
Jiang Xidai had to admit that Yan Huirou was right.
That one very powerful sentence from the little brat had pierced through all the dark, hidden thoughts.
So she couldn’t blame others, even if Yan Huirou became increasingly distant.
In the end, it was just her own endless, self-inflicted turmoil.
These emotions, suppressed time and again, accumulated and bent, but could not be easily broken. So, when they hit rock bottom, it was only natural for them to rebound, setting off a massive avalanche.
Clouds gathered from all directions, and the sky over the Shasheng Sect darkened once again.
Wen Xianyin was sitting in her room, reviewing the recent financial accounts submitted by the junior sisters.
She vaguely smelled moisture and stood up to open the window for ventilation.
But as she looked up to open the window, a clap of thunder resounded in the sky, and the world turned as dark as gray ink.
It was just clear a moment ago…
She had a bad feeling.
Was it the Sect Master’s influence?
Wen Xianyin quickly put down her brush, pushed back her chair, and hurried out.
It wasn’t even evening yet, but it was dark because the clouds were blocking the light.
But the main gate of Qionghua Hall was shut tight, and even the windows were sealed.
Wen Xianyin saw the abnormality and knocked on the door. “Sect Master?”
The sound of knocking echoed emptily, with no one answering.
But Jiang Xidai was clearly inside. Wen Xianyin knocked several more times, and then she heard the sound of something crisp being overturned inside, followed by a clattering.
The woman’s voice seemed to be suppressed in her throat as she scolded softly, “Stop calling, it’s nothing.”
Jiang Xidai, of course, couldn’t have anything happen to her. The entire Shasheng Sect was held together not by rules or elders, but purely by the Sect Master’s absolute strength.
No matter who the disciples offended outside, as long as they returned to her wing, no one would dare to come and settle scores.
This was also the source of Wen Xianyin’s motivation to endure the pressure and please the Sect Master all these years.
The world was not as important as keeping this ancestor happy.
After hearing the Sect Master’s reply, the senior disciple let out a sigh of relief. As she walked down a few steps, she ran into Bi Luo, who was looking over curiously.
Wen Xianyin frowned and lowered her voice. “Come here.”
Bi Luo: “Hm?”
Wen Xianyin: “Why have Yan Huirou and the Sect Master been so distant lately?”
Bi Luo: “Aiyo, it’s normal to have ups and downs, to argue.”
Wen Xianyin: “Normal? How long have they been arguing? You should pay more attention. Remind Yan Huirou to go along with the Sect Master as much as possible, otherwise the entire Shasheng Sect will have a hard time.”
Bi Luo sighed. “Miss Yan is as usual with me. I can’t get anything out of her by asking.” She said with lingering fear, “I’m lucky to be serving the easy-going Miss Yan. Senior Sister, you have to face the Sect Master all day. Ah, it’s so terrifying.”
Wen Xianyin said flatly, “Yes, if it were you…” you probably would have died several times over at the Sect Master’s hands.
Some more noise came from within Qionghua Hall.
The two of them stopped talking and stood by the hall door in unison, pretending they hadn’t been talking at all.
Bi Luo finally couldn’t resist and rested her cheek on the windowsill, looking through a gap.
Vaguely, a woman’s shadow was leaning against the wall, drinking cup after cup of wine. With every cup she drank, she would toss one away, and it would clatter on the floor.
The woman’s head was lowered, her long hair hanging down.
Her vision was limited, and the room was dim. Bi Luo couldn’t see her face clearly, so she straightened up and stood back beside Wen Xianyin.
A downpour began, falling in a white sheet over the entire Shasheng Sect.
Taking advantage of the roar of the rain, Bi Luo said quietly, “…The Sect Master is usually fierce, but I didn’t expect her to be so pitiful when she’s behind closed doors.”
“Say a few less words,” Wen Xianyin said.
“But she’s drunk, and she seems to be crying,” Bi Luo added cautiously. “I didn’t see wrong, I think.”
Wen Xianyin sighed. “That’s why I told you to go and get Yan Huirou.”
“Didn’t Miss Yan go to the Haoran Sect?”
“Mm,” Wen Xianyin reiterated. “Given the Sect Master’s state, when Yan Huirou comes back this time, we must tie her to Qionghua Hall. Bi Luo?”
“Alright.” Bi Luo nodded and glanced inside again.
Although Jiang Xidai was always fierce with her, in the grand scheme of things, Bi Luo still remembered the grace of her protection and was always very loyal.
But this time, it was not an easy wait for Bi Luo.
Yan Huirou was gone for the entire day.
Yan Huirou, of course, had not come to the Haoran Sect for leisure. But if she wanted to find out Li Xinghe’s background, visiting here was a matter of sooner or later.
It was unavoidable.
At first, Yan Huirou had wanted to just pretend to “sneak out” of the Shasheng Sect and naturally find her way to the places Li Xinghe used to cultivate through him.
But when she thought of Li Xinghe’s master being Zhan Ke, she hesitated.
The Pavilion Lord of Lanyue Pavilion had kidnapped her and had almost completely fallen out with Jiang Xidai.
How she would be treated was hard to say.
Although Li Xinghe was quite enthusiastic toward her, he might not go against his elder’s wishes for her sake.
After all, the vows of a hot-blooded young man always felt unreliable.
So after thinking it over, Yan Huirou still felt that it was more reliable to get close to the Haoran Sect first.
From their few encounters, she could see that Sect Master Xie was a righteous person, did not like to follow the crowd, and had her own judgment.
Most importantly, she had the strength of a sect master.
As long as she was under Xie Minting’s nose, even if she were to visit Lanyue Pavilion, Pavilion Lord Zhan would be mindful of Sect Master Xie’s opinion and probably wouldn’t do anything to her. Right?
Having figured this out, Yan Huirou happily set off.
Before she left, she went to the Shasheng Sect’s storeroom to pick up a “small gift.”
It was a sword tassel, woven from soft gold, and after being refined, it was very tough. Besides, it looked iridescent and exceptionally beautiful.
Giving a sword or a scabbard might not be appropriate, but this kind of harmless little thing was worth a try.
Although Xie Minting probably didn’t lack money or anything, completing the proper etiquette would never be disliked.
And things went just as she had thought.
Yan Huirou looked up again. The surrounding forest was dense, and a large sect could be vaguely seen nestled within.
She squinted slightly, shielding her eyes from the sun as she looked up, and saw the banners of the Haoran Sect fluttering all around, a blue and gold like a rolling dragon, exceptionally eye-catching.
Two disciples were already waiting for her at the main gate. “The Sect Master said to just let you in directly.”
Yan Huirou nodded and followed the guide inside.
Along the way, she observed her surroundings thoughtfully.
The martial arts training ground, the main hall for meetings, the reception area—everything was in perfect order.
This was not like the Shasheng Sect.
After all, the willful Sect Master always liked to plant beautiful things, like the vast, brilliant maple forest, which occupied a large area and was off-limits to others.
And the most magnificent Qionghua Hall in the Shasheng Sect, which should have been a place for the major sects to meet and discuss matters, was now filled with jewels and soft carpets, all serving as a place of pleasure for Jiang Xidai.
Bright Moon Pavilion should have been for the inner disciples, but unfortunately, the Shasheng Sect had no distinction between inner and outer disciples.
Yan Huirou’s gaze fell on the two disciples in front of her. Their robes were neat and uniform, their expressions serious, and the sword scabbards on their backs reflected a polished, sharp light.
They looked quite reliable.
Then she thought back to the Sect Master’s abysmal standards for keeping people… a good figure, a nice voice, a beautiful face, a gentle personality. It was better if they had some skills, of course, but if they were mortals, she wouldn’t mind at all keeping them in the sect as a vase.
Yan Huirou closed her eyes and sighed.
She belatedly thought.
Mm.
From this perspective, the Shasheng Sect is a bit like a demonic den where decadence is rampant… no wonder outsiders misunderstand it so much.
Behind the main hall, two figures could be vaguely seen.
Yan Huirou’s footsteps paused, a bad feeling in her heart.
One person sat in a high position, it was Xie Minting, and she was pouring tea into a cup.
Xie Minting looked up and saw Yan Huirou had arrived, a hint of appreciation in her eyes. She nodded slightly at her. “You’re here. It must have been a long journey.”
Yan Huirou walked up gracefully. “Greetings, Sect Master Xie, and…”
She met another pair of scrutinizing eyes.
Yan Huirou said in surprise, “Pavilion Lord Zhan is also here? It’s a pity this junior didn’t know beforehand and only brought a gift for Sect Master Xie. I apologize to you first.”
Zhan Ke smiled gently at her. “It’s fine. I just came on a whim, it was very sudden. Sect Master Xie didn’t know about it either.”
The woman was indeed very relaxed, leaning back with a scroll in her hand, as if she had just been chatting with Xie Minting.
When she smiled like this, the scene made Yan Huirou think of the painting in Jiang Xidai’s hands. She didn’t know how to feel, and she unconsciously stared a little too long.
“Little Miss Yan?” Zhan Ke called out.
Yan Huirou came back to her senses and also smiled at her. “It’s nothing, Pavilion Lord’s divine appearance made Huirou a little dazed.”
“…” Zhan Ke probably didn’t expect to be suddenly praised and was stunned for a moment. Before she could speak, she heard Xie Minting say, “No need for gifts. The matter of the Qingxu Sect was something the Haoran Sect should have handled anyway. Please, sit.”
Yan Huirou chose the seat opposite Zhan Ke and placed the small wooden box on the table, her posture also relaxing a little as she followed the custom. “It’s not a valuable item, I just thought it was very beautiful and would match your sword perfectly.”
Xie Minting had no choice but to accept it. When she opened it, she saw a beautifully crafted sword tassel, which at first glance, matched the color of her life-bound weapon very well.
“This…”
Yan Huirou propped her chin on her hand. “The Sect Master should just accept it. After all…” she lowered her voice, “I also had to coax it out of the Shasheng Sect’s storeroom. I can’t just stuff it back in.”
At the thought of this little girl having raided Jiang Xidai’s storeroom, Xie Minting didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
She couldn’t help but look at Yan Huirou a little more. She was only about twenty, and after experiencing such things, she was now so innocent and cheerful, as if without a single shadow.
Besides, she seemed to be in much better spirits than when they last met, and her cultivation had also improved a great deal.
It seemed that Jiang Xidai was really good to her, not just pretending.
She didn’t know how to explain it.
Perhaps even a demon lord who killed people like flies had a trace of pity?
Xie Minting felt a little more at ease. But when she thought of the despicable things that woman had done in the past, including randomly coming over and beating her up last time… her mood couldn’t help but become complicated again. “Mm, thank you.”
Yan Huirou and Xie Minting chatted, and the atmosphere was quite good.
Innocent and cheerful?
Zhan Ke had a completely different feeling from Xie Minting. She smiled to herself on the side, saying nothing.
As long as Yan Huirou hadn’t lost her memory, she must still remember that she and the Qingxu Sect Master had kidnapped her.
But when she looked at her, there was not a hint of resentment in her eyes. Who would believe that she wasn’t pretending?
Besides, that good-for-nothing disciple of hers, Li Xinghe, had been acting like he had lost his soul lately and frequently went against her.
She had told him it was a lie, but the young man was so infatuated, he was convinced he had met his true love.
The Dragon Spring sword… she, as his elder, couldn’t even trick him into letting her see it, yet he showed it to the girl before them.
So Yan Huirou was definitely not as simple as she appeared. She was probably a hidden master.
Zhan Ke sized her up for a long while, her gaze falling on the hibiscus jade pendant at her waist.
It should be Jiang Xidai’s style.
What, she’s playing both sides?
Zhan Ke thought for a moment and understood something.
No wonder that dead woman had suddenly gone mad and slapped her that day.
If it were in the past, where would Jiang Xidai have gotten the confidence? She would have had to beg her not to leave.
So there’s someone new by her side, so she can finally let go of the past?
That’s a bit of a shame.
Zhan Ke’s hand holding the scroll loosened slightly. She smiled to herself, thinking she could have made that woman suffer for a lifetime.
Xie Minting chatted with Yan Huirou for a while, but was interrupted by a disciple who came to report.
She was busy with sect affairs and had to leave for a while.
Yan Huirou watched Xie Minting’s figure as she left, but a soft call from her ear made her instinctively clutch the jade pendant at her waist.
“Miss Yan.”
“I was truly sorry about what happened back then. I had worked with the Qingxu Sect Master for a long time, but I never thought he was that kind of person.”
When Zhan Ke looked at Yan Huirou, her eyes were deep, as if she had taken an interest.
Yan Huirou clearly saw this emotion flash by, and then, everything was gone, leaving only a polite but not distant smile.
“Thanks to my disciple, I often hear about you.”
“I have also long admired the Pavilion Lord’s great name,” Yan Huirou said politely.
“Minting has left. She’s busy with sect affairs and probably won’t be back for a while.”
Zhan Ke put down the scroll in her hand and looked at her. “I’m also a regular at the Haoran Sect and know some of the famous sights here. It would be a pity to come all this way and not see them. How about we go for a walk together?”
“Is that so?”
Yan Huirou smiled faintly. “Then I’ll have to trouble you, Pavilion Lord.”