Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 107

By the time Li Jin’an, Xie Huaixue, and Jiang Fengmian returned to the Dao Sect, Li Jin’an had already been in this timeline for nine days, the latter few days spent completely having fun.
Perhaps knowing her trip wasn’t easy, no matter what she said, as long as it wasn’t too outrageous, Xie Huaixue and Jiang Fengmian would unconditionally agree to her.
Even though they clearly knew that after the twelve-hundred-year-old Li Jin’an left, the timeline would slowly correct itself until everyone, including the twenty-one-year-old Li Jin’an herself, wouldn’t remember any of this.
But they still worried that they hadn’t done enough or well enough, which would make Li Jin’an leave her twenty-first year with regrets.
To the point of being utterly compliant with Li Jin’an.
The truth was, Li Jin’an was having such a blast that she once forgot she was a Sword Sovereign from a thousand years later, not a native-born little sword cultivator of this timeline. She had perfectly integrated into the time a thousand years ago, without a single bit of discomfort.
It wasn’t until Yinyue Monarch’s little paper crane startled her awake that she immediately wailed, softly collapsing onto Xie Huaixue, who was adding firewood to the bonfire, burying her face in Xie Huaixue’s neck as if escaping.
Xie Huaixue lowered her gaze and remained silent, quietly watching the person illuminated by the bonfire’s glow, a halo of light around her. She said nothing, only gently slid her fingertips down Li Jin’an’s cheek.
Jiang Fengmian, who had long noticed the atmosphere was off, had quietly left the warm bonfire. Expressionlessly and consciously performing her patrol duties, she felt the night mountain wind chilling her to the core and making her spirit soar. She immediately empathized with her future self and greatly admired her.
—To actually persistently remain friends with these two in such a cloying atmosphere, what a fearless spirit that must be!
Her future self was truly amazing.
Jiang Fengmian didn’t know that her future self would secretly have a crush on Xie Huaixue. If she knew, she would probably not understand but be greatly shocked by her future self.
Considering Xie Huaixue’s utterly doting attitude towards Li Jin’an, secretly liking Xie Huaixue would be worse than secretly liking Li Jin’an. Because Li Jin’an, if annoyed, would beat up those who don’t know their place, but secretly liking Xie Huaixue would truly yield no response at all.
Li Jin’an grumbled, lounging on Xie Huaixue, not wanting to get up, justifiably acting spoiled towards Xie Huaixue, who was twelve hundred years younger than her.
After a while, Xie Huaixue softly coaxed her. “We already agreed, didn’t we?”
Li Jin’an pouted and said unreasonably, “Well, I’ve changed my mind now.”
She clearly knew she didn’t belong here. This was the world of the twenty-year-old Li Jin’an, not hers.
Her reason said so, but her emotions couldn’t let go.
Here were the gentle and vibrant Yinyue Monarch, Chixin Sword Lord who hadn’t yet become a drunkard, Jingting Dao Lord who was still annoying but not as annoying, and her youthful friends…
More importantly, Xie Huaixue was here.
Whenever she met any version of Xie Huaixue, Li Jin’an would be unable to move.
In an instant, she seemed to hear a soft chuckle above her head.
“Then, how about I coax you?”
Li Jin’an twitched her ears, then buried her head on Xie Huaixue’s shoulder for a moment before shyly raising her eyes and asking softly, “How do you want to coax me?”
If that was the case, it wasn’t impossible to discuss.
She was just throwing a small tantrum. Even if Xie Huaixue didn’t coax her, she would still obediently return to the Dao Sect.
In the face of major matters of principle, she could still distinguish clearly.
She just wanted to see Xie Huaixue’s helpless expression.
Under Li Jin’an’s burning gaze, Xie Huaixue leaned close to her ear, her gentle breath scattering on Li Jin’an’s ear and neck. Then Li Jin’an heard Xie Huaixue say:
“Jiejie, you must be good.”
Li Jin’an, who had seen much of the world, gulped. She stared blankly at Xie Huaixue, who had already returned to her original spot, unable to regain her composure for a long time.
Logically speaking, it was no problem at all for the twenty-one-year-old Xie Huaixue to call the twelve-hundred-and-thirty-seven-year-old Li Jin’an ‘Jiejie.’ But, but… you couldn’t just count it like that!
With ears redder than the bonfire’s glow, Li Jin’an offered them to Xie Huaixue, saying in a low voice, “Rub them for me.”
Now her mind was a mess; she couldn’t care less about acting spoiled.
She knew that Xie Huaixue had already developed feelings for her over the past thousand years, but she hadn’t expected the twenty-one-year-old Xie Huaixue to have such, such insight into her weaknesses, manipulating every version of her.
Didn’t they agree: one Emotionless Dao cultivator, one sword fanatic?
How could the Emotionless Dao cultivator be better at… flirting than the sword fanatic!
Li Jin’an truly felt sorrow for her past self, who had racked her brains yet only thought of breaking Xie Huaixue’s Emotionless Dao. They were not even on the same level as opponents!
Wait, there’s another possibility!
A flash of inspiration struck her. She eagerly and ecstatically leaned close to Xie Huaixue, whispering a secret signal. “Purpleleaf Town, revisiting old places, Isolated Mountain Secret Realm… mhm mhm mhm, and no peeking at my books… Aiya, aiya.”
Meeting Xie Huaixue’s puzzled gaze, Li Jin’an carefully looked around, fearing a disrespectful elder might be hiding nearby, then poked her head around and said, “It’s about dual cultivation techniques!”
Xie Huaixue was silent for a moment, then said calmly, “I did not come from a thousand years later, so I don’t know about these things.”
Li Jin’an wasn’t disappointed. Completely unaware, she hugged Xie Huaixue and said casually, “If you don’t know, you don’t know. It’s no big deal. You’ll know eventually anyway.”
She even subtly breathed a sigh of relief. The current Xie Huaixue was already overwhelming enough; if her future Dao companion also came over, wouldn’t she be ‘bullied’ to death!
“You must believe that as Dao companions witnessed by the Heavenly Dao, you and I will never be separated.” Li Jin’an said very seriously. For some reason, she suddenly became very happy, standing up and letting out a cheer.
Xie Huaixue looked up, quietly watching Li Jin’an, who was as bright as the bonfire in the night. Without even realizing it herself, she curved her lips into a smile.
“Alright.”
Not far away, Jiang Fengmian profoundly looked up at the sky, quietly gazing at the myriad stars. She was speechless and choked up; if she tried to say anything, tears would probably fall before she could speak.
—She just thought of how earth-shattering her originally peaceful and tranquil life would become after having Li Jin’an as a friend.
Jiang Fengmian felt dejected and sad about her future fate of being ordered around.
“What are you thinking about?” Li Jin’an skipped over, holding Xie Huaixue’s hand, and casually patted Jiang Fengmian’s shoulder.
Jiang Fengmian could feel Xie Huaixue’s clear gaze sweep over her shoulder. The spot where Li Jin’an had patted felt highly noticeable, like it had been burned. She stiffened for a moment, then instinctively took a step to the side, shaking her head. “Nothing.”
That chilling gaze finally shifted from her.
Jiang Fengmian took a sharp breath inwardly, thinking only three words: Is it necessary? Is it necessary? Is it necessary?!
How else could she possibly interact with Li Jin’an!
It’s not like it’s a good thing; would she willingly rush to get beaten?!
The two most talented people in the cultivation world are beyond saving. Just wait for death, she said it!
Jiang Fengmian mentally pummeled Xie Huaixue and stomped on Li Jin’an, but on her face, she smiled kindly, asking meekly, “Should we go back?”
“Go back.” Li Jin’an let out a long sigh. “If we don’t, I’m afraid my master will come directly to catch me.”
She did want to act rebellious for once, but unfortunately, her elders and future Dao companion were looking at her expectantly. She couldn’t bear to make them sad.
The three traveled in the dark, but the flying swords and their occupants were clearly distinct: two were loving and intimate, while one was solitary.
Jiang Fengmian crossed her arms and stared at their backs from behind, falling into deep doubt. How blind must she have been before, to think that these two were pitiful for not being able to be together due to their sect elders’ obstruction?
They were indeed pitiful, but the pitiful one was someone else.
Back at the Dao Sect, as the three parted ways, Jiang Fengmian hesitated for a moment. In the end, she said nothing, merely remaining in place to watch them leave.
Li Jin’an suddenly turned back, smiling as she waved at Jiang Fengmian. “Don’t forget, we’re going to be good friends in the future!”
What childish words, Jiang Fengmian thought.
For some reason, perhaps having been tormented, Jiang Fengmian actually had an impulse to shed tears. She sentimentally thought that the thirty-six-year-old Jiang Fengmian would never again meet her twelve-hundred-year-old friend.
Before she finished feeling moved, she heard Li Jin’an’s cheerful voice ring out, “When we fight and then make up, don’t forget to help me ask Xie Huaixue out! You must remember!”
This was a matter of utmost importance.
“…Alright, I know. Now hurry up and go,” Jiang Fengmian said unhappily, twitching her lips.
Of course she had to be good friends with her; otherwise, where else would they find another good-natured person who would work hard without complaint to help Li Jin’an with this and that?
Back on Yinyue Peak, Li Jin’an still enjoyed the highest treatment. Jingting Dao Lord didn’t treat her as amusement, and Yinyue Monarch praised and hugged her, even praising her for being full of heroism in every gesture when she merely took a sip of water. Chixin Sword Lord could only watch enviously from the side.
Li Jin’an was carried away with joy until Chixin Sword Lord, who couldn’t stand it, reminded them to talk about serious matters. Only then did the endless doting on the “elderly” Sword Sovereign finally cease.
What an ugly look on her face.
Li Jin’an scrunched her nose at Chixin Sword Lord, engaging in a silent battle of glares with her master who was over a thousand years her junior. Xie Huaixue took her hand, subtly caressing her wrist with her fingertips.
The person who had been slouching immediately sat up straight. She suddenly remembered Xie Huaixue’s words praising her hands, and couldn’t help but sigh once more, realizing that without her knowing, Xie Huaixue had repeatedly restrained her desires.
Li Jin’an could only squeeze her palm, signaling her to calm down. Flirting in front of elders was a bit too stimulating.
The fingertips caressing her wrist did stop, and then she felt Xie Huaixue’s aura beside her grow a little cold.
Before she could trace the reason, Yinyue Monarch looked over. “Regarding Huaixue’s three disciples, the Dao Lord and I discussed it. There’s only one thing I need to tell you.”
It was clear that on this matter, neither the Monarch nor the Dao Lord had consulted the Sword Lord.
Li Jin’an sat up straight, looking like a well-behaved student listening attentively. “Monarch, please speak.”
“Trust Huaixue and the Heavenly Dao. Let things take their natural course.”
“Of course, I trust Xie Huaixue above all else. I can also let things take their natural course. But why should I trust the Heavenly Dao?”
Trusting Xie Huaixue and letting things take their natural course could be seen as one thing: Li Jin’an shouldn’t overthink, nor should she have sudden wild insights. She should leave the thinking to Xie Huaixue and just focus on her duties as a sword cultivator.
But why trust the Heavenly Dao?
If not for the Heavenly Dao, Li Jin’an would have long since eliminated that wicked protagonist, and none of this would be happening today.
“An’an, do you trust the Monarch?”
“I trust the Monarch second in the world!”
“Our An’an is so obedient.”
Although Yinyue Monarch didn’t share her doubts, Li Jin’an kept wondering if the Heavenly Dao was on their side. Yet, no matter how she thought about it, she felt the Heavenly Dao was constantly tripping her up.
Until one beautiful, bird-filled morning, Li Jin’an opened her eyes, about to call Xie Huaixue to pull her out of bed, when she was startled to find herself no longer on Yinyue Peak.
“Xie Huaixue! Monarch!”