I Find Her Disgusting Chapter 76

Wen Xianyin hoped for clear skies, but the rain at the Shasheng Sect was endless.
When she had nothing to do, she would always go to the steps of Piyue Peak to look, hoping that amidst the mist and clouds, Yan Huirou would return soon to rescue the damp Shasheng Sect.
At dawn today.
In the rain.
A figure finally appeared.
Yan Huirou held an umbrella, a pale golden snake-shaped sash coiled around the narrowest part of her waist. Dressed in white with gold ornaments, her gaze was bright and spirited. She drifted in from the distance like a gardenia flower.
Seeing such a spirited Yan Huirou from afar, Wen Xianyin suddenly felt a bit of pity for Jiang Xidai.
After all, their Sect Master had not been having a pleasant time recently.
Yan Huirou smiled and greeted her, “Senior Sister, why are you standing here on a rainy day?”
Wen Xianyin frowned. “You’ve been gone for too long, and you didn’t even send a message midway—” she really couldn’t answer the Sect Master’s questions.
“It’s fine. I’m back now.”
Yan Huirou took off her Storage Ring, rummaged through it, and took out half a jar of spiritual fluid, handing it to Wen Xianyin. “A specialty of the Haoran Sect. It might help with cultivation.”
Wen Xianyin was interrupted, the words “Sect Master” stuck in her throat. She looked down at the jar. “Thanks. But the Sect Master…”
Yan Huirou: “I just got back. I’m going to take a bath first, and I have some things for Bi Luo.”
Yan Huirou turned to leave. Wen Xianyin turned her head and stood where she was. “Yan Huirou, just go and see her once.”
Yan Huirou stopped in her tracks. “Senior Sister, I’m going to change my clothes. I don’t want to dirty her Qionghua Hall.”
Wen Xianyin walked over. “I don’t know what you’re thinking. But our Shasheng Sect is different from other sects. We don’t have many rules. Sect Master Jiang’s word is the rule. Since you’re here for the long term, it’s better not to be on such bad terms with her. Understand?”
“We, these people, are called disciples, but in reality, we serve her,” Wen Xianyin said tactfully. “We’d still like to live a life that’s a little less nerve-wracking.”
Yan Huirou lowered her chin slightly.
She didn’t want to either.
If she didn’t love Jiang Xidai, she would be very happy.
And Jiang Xidai probably wouldn’t be troubled by this distance either.
It seemed to be good for both of them. And good for the entire Shasheng Sect.
But what had already grown could not be undone.
She coughed from between her lips, her voice lowering. “I know, Senior Sister.”
Wen Xianyin didn’t want to make things difficult for her and just said, “Although our Sect Master is usually a bit eccentric, she’s actually… not like what the outside world says. If you’ve really been wronged by her, you might as well just say so. The Sect Master is always very lenient with those she appreciates.”
Yan Huirou nodded but sighed in her heart.
Wronged? Not really.
That woman was good to her in every way, she just wasn’t willing to respond to her directly. After trying a few times, Yan Huirou was just tired of her own grinding feelings and desires.
After all, they could get along just fine like this—Sect Master Jiang probably thought so.
Yan Huirou had also been thinking recently, if you like a small flower, do you have to dig it out of the ground, bring it back to your windowsill, and make it a part of your own life?
Was there any reason they had to be together?
Probably… not.
After all, she had come late. Even the jade pendant was a leftover.
Yan Huirou laughed at herself inwardly, said nothing, and bid farewell to Senior Sister Wen. She returned to Bright Moon Pavilion and gave a portion of the specialty to Bi Luo, watching the little sister be happy for a long time.
“Yanyan, you’re so nice,” Bi Luo said with a beaming face. “So what did you bring for the Sect Master?”
Yan Huirou thought, “The things I brought, it seems she doesn’t lack any of them. I feel like I can’t really give them to her.”
“That’s true,” Bi Luo said. “It’s good that you’re back. Oh… how about, you go make some dessert? The Sect Master hasn’t had any for a long time.”
Yan Huirou was surprised. “Why? Didn’t I copy the recipe for you all?”
Bi Luo: “…Well, I don’t know. Maybe people with high cultivation have more developed senses, and if it’s even a little bit off, they don’t like to eat it.”
Hearing this, Yan Huirou thought carefully. After just finishing her bath and changing, she rolled up her sleeves and went to the kitchen.
She took out the recipe book she had bought from down the mountain before, flipped through it slowly, and made a plate of plum blossom cakes for Jiang Xidai.
The closer it got to the time to go and see her, the more uneasy she felt, for some reason, like a homesick traveler.
These few days, she had calmed down a lot. She hadn’t even had that kind of amorous dream. It should be… developing in a good direction, right?
Yan Huirou composed herself.
As she climbed the steps of Qionghua Hall again, she steadied her breathing and regained a little confidence.
She knocked on the door. “Sect Master, I’m back.”
There was no movement inside for a long time.
Just as Yan Huirou was wondering if she was inside, the heavy main gate suddenly opened on its own.
It was Jiang Xidai who had opened it.
Yan Huirou had imagined many scenarios, but not this one. After all, she could open the door with a wave of her hand from a distance, there was no need to walk to it.
A familiar and charming face suddenly appeared in the darkness, like a begonia blooming quietly at midnight.
Begonias do not disturb others with their fragrance, and Jiang Xidai was also silent at this moment.
The woman held half of the door, her eyes quietly gazing at Yan Huirou, without blinking.
After a moment, she curled her lip as if a decision had been made and repeated, “Mm. You’re back.”
In this silent gaze, a subtle tenderness welled up in Yan Huirou’s heart.
Every time Sect Master Jiang was so gentle and quiet, she couldn’t help but like her one more time.
“This is, plum blossom cake.” Yan Huirou lifted the plate in her hand, her fingertips a little tight.
She couldn’t help but feel annoyed. And I said it was developing in a good direction… now it seems, it’s gotten even worse.
Jiang Xidai glanced at the pastry, then turned slightly to the side and let go of the door, gesturing for her to come in.
“Did you have a good time at the Haoran Sect? How was it compared to the Shasheng Sect?”
“It was fine. I didn’t run into any danger.”
“Put the dessert over there. I’ll eat it later.”
She nestled back into her throne, one hand resting on the soft cushion, stroking it a couple of times. “Sit.”
Yan Huirou hesitated to sit so close to her, knowing her heart was fluttering.
But this attitude, in Jiang Xidai’s eyes, was another matter.
“Don’t worry, I won’t touch you.”
She said in a low voice, “I just want to chat with you.”
“What do you want to talk about?” Seeing this, Yan Huirou couldn’t refuse her any longer and lifted her robe to sit beside her.
Her peach-blossom eyes looked at her, seeming to shimmer and flow. “Anything. I just…”
The woman lowered her eyes and said softly, enunciating each word, “You know. The hall is too empty, and there’s usually no one here… I want to hear you talk.”
Yan Huirou was clearly a person who could communicate well with others, but at this moment, she was uncharacteristically silent.
These few days, the two of them had been getting along awkwardly, but her feelings had stubbornly grown, showing no sign of fading. She found it a little difficult to speak.
Jiang Xidai’s long hair fell down, covering half of her face. She didn’t push it aside, her expression changing from gentle to calm, and in her eyes, there was a suppressed annoyance.
But all of this was like an undercurrent beneath the sea, and Yan Huirou couldn’t see it clearly in such dim light.
Damn it.
Damn it…
Her nails dug into the soft carpet, burying her entire fingertip.
These few days, Yan Huirou had been negotiating outside, and Xie Minting’s favorability was increasing day by day. Even Zhan Ke’s had changed. Jiang Xidai knew very well who she had met and what had happened, thanks to the System.
They can all get close to her… only I am left alone in the Shasheng Sect.
But clearly, I was the one who picked Yan Huirou up first.
On what grounds?!
Besides, the woman she had once loved had fallen for that righteous sect master, and now the Yan Huirou who was by her side was also getting along so well with her.
Jiang Xidai felt that she had really miscalculated that day. She should have cut Xie Minting into pieces and fed her to the dogs—! On what grounds could that woman always unintentionally snatch the people she cared about?
But, no… she couldn’t.
Yan Huirou would hate me… she is kind-hearted and has her own likes and dislikes. Such a thing, that ungrateful little brat would definitely not forgive me.
Jiang Xidai closed her lashes tightly, rarely suppressing her temper.
I have to be calm… I have to be calm.
She couldn’t let that favorability drop any further. No one knew how she had gotten through these few days, she had been tormented to the point of being unable to eat or sleep, and every morning when she woke up, it was a new round of slow slicing.
Under the almost suffocating anger, Jiang Xidai had figured it out.
She wanted Yan Huirou to stay by her side, by any means, at any cost.
“What are you thinking about?” Yan Huirou asked gently. “Sect Master Xie gave me some spiritual fluid. The color is a magnificent blue, quite beautiful. I heard it can help with cultivation. Does the Sect Master want it? If so, I’ll bring it…”
“No need.”
Hearing that name, Jiang Xidai suddenly lifted her eyes, a bloodthirsty aura in them.
But when her gaze met Yan Huirou’s and she saw her surprised expression, it immediately softened again.
She paused for a moment and said nonchalantly, “I don’t need these external things to aid my cultivation. You, on the other hand, do. Keep them for yourself.”
“But you are the same. Don’t rely too much on these things.”
Jiang Xidai took out a new scroll from her sleeve and handed it to Yan Huirou. “When you have time, take a look at this. I see you haven’t been practicing your sword much these days. It’s good to read a book.”
It was the sword manual she had written for her.
Yan Huirou took it and read a page or two. “These insights seem to have some affinity with me… Where did you find them?”
“I wrote it.”
Jiang Xidai thought: Otherwise, how could there be a sword manual that cuts to the chase? How could there be such a good thing in the world?
Yan Huirou was stunned for a moment, as if she had remembered something. “So much, it looks like it took a lot of effort.”
“It was alright, it was just one night.”
Yan Huirou was at a loss for words, then after a while, she said, “So, you were writing the sword manual that night? That’s why in the daytime you…”
Seeing that she had figured it out on her own, Jiang Xidai was saved the trouble of bringing it up in a rather ungraceful way, and she couldn’t help but feel a little happy.
“What else?”