Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 117

Li Jin’an blinked her eyes, smiling before speaking. Before she could say anything, her hand had already reached out.
Chixin Sword Lord hastily offered her own hand, grasping her disciple’s hand, and sincerely asked, “What’s wrong? Does your wound hurt? Tell Master if it hurts.”
With a grim face and lifeless eyes, Li Jin’an pulled her hand back, and said with utmost sincerity, “Seriously, Master, why don’t you just disown me?” You’re such a big person, can’t you have some tact?! So you have a Dao companion, but won’t let your disciple have one, is that it? Or is it that you can’t have an official public status, so you won’t let your disciple have one! The face of jealousy is truly ugly!
Li Jin’an could guarantee that if Chixin Sword Lord dared to say she disowned her, she would immediately pack her bags and ‘marry into’ Yinyue Peak. After all, Yinyue Monarch could afford to support her, leaving Chixin Sword Lord to guard an empty room alone on Chixin Peak, a lonely old person! Ahhh, so annoying! Why did she have such a master with a twisted sense of humor? Could it be that this master was Dao Lord Jingting in disguise?
Li Jin’an looked suspiciously at Chixin Sword Lord, sincerely starting to doubt.
Chixin Sword Lord was almost dying of laughter inside, but on the surface, she pretended to be ignorant and innocent. “Ah, still too young, too eager.”
Li Jin’an narrowed her eyes, calmly picked up the conversation, and asked, “What do you mean by that?”
“Even if you’re certain of victory, don’t be so reckless. The opponents are fierce and wicked demonic cultivators, not docile lambs… Alright, alright, I won’t say anymore, I’ll leave now, okay?” If she said any more, someone’s eyes would roll to the heavens. For the person she admired, she didn’t even want her master. So, this child was too young, too eager, and completely couldn’t hold her composure. Was there anything wrong with that?
Now was not the time to stubbornly insist she hated Xie Huaixue the most; she changed face faster than flipping a book. Now who could say Li Jin’an was unlearned and incompetent? Clearly, she was quite good at reading and flipping books!
Chixin Sword Lord shook her head with a sigh, put her hands behind her back, and casually strolled out.
Li Jin’an speechlessly curled her lips, then turned to Xie Huaixue and complained, “How dare she say that? I’ve been magnanimous enough not to argue with her about the sword tassel!” The ‘doctored’ sword tassel was precisely from Chixin Sword Lord’s hand. It was certain that this was absolutely not Chixin Sword Lord’s idea; she simply couldn’t come up with such an insidious and cunning scheme. The general process was likely that Dao Lord Jingting, who just loved to meddle, suggested it; Yinyue Monarch tacitly approved; and Chixin Sword Lord implemented it. Everyone participated, and no one could escape blame.
However, these elders were clearly very experienced at feigning ignorance. As long as it wasn’t pointed out directly, they could completely pretend nothing had happened, acting as if they were innocent even a thousand years later, without the slightest bit of guilt for tricking the younger generation. They had done bad things, but pretended they hadn’t.
“Mm, Jin’an is the most magnanimous.” Xie Huaixue walked over and agreed with a soft, gentle smile. It was not good to discuss elders’ rights and wrongs, but it didn’t matter. To Xie Huaixue, whatever Li Jin’an said was right.
That feeling of being coaxed, praised, and pampered by Yinyue Monarch and Xie Huaixue, master and disciple, returned. Li Jin’an blushingly rubbed her face with her hand, her lips curved into a tiny smile. Her ears didn’t turn red; only her eyes were a little watery. This was because after they became Dao companions, Xie Huaixue was not stingy with her praise, especially during dual cultivation when Li Jin’an would shamelessly demand Xie Huaixue praise her, and Xie Huaixue would open her hazy, misty eyes and praise her… On this point, Xie Huaixue was never petty.
Regarding Xie Huaixue’s praise, Li Jin’an was no longer the same person as before; her tolerance threshold had long since greatly increased. She was no longer someone who, upon receiving a single word of praise from Xie Huaixue, would have to turn away and secretly thrill until her ears turned red. Now, Li Jin’an was embarrassed because she realized that no matter how much older she was than Xie Huaixue, Xie Huaixue would always be the one who indulged her.
Of course, Li Jin’an’s embarrassment was only momentary. After that instant, she could calmly reach out to Xie Huaixue.
Xie Huaixue took her hand.
Not content with her previous shy smile, Li Jin’an directly grinned widely and threw herself into Xie Huaixue’s arms.
“Hiss!” She was too smug, causing her movements to be too large, aggravating her not-yet-fully-healed wounds.
Xie Huaixue was just about to get up to check on Li Jin’an, to see if her injuries were affected, but Li Jin’an pulled her back. With her head buried in Xie Huaixue’s shoulder, she said muffledly, “Just hug me, and I’ll be fine.”
“…”
Xie Huaixue gently encircled Li Jin’an’s lean and powerful waist with her hands.
Li Jin’an noticed something amiss. She turned her head to look, and Xie Huaixue’s ears had quietly flushed red. Her lips were tightly pursed, and her expression still appeared calm and cool, but in reality, her soul had long since flown to the nine heavens. Li Jin’an, having come from a thousand years later, had a raised tolerance, but the current Xie Huaixue did not.
Before this, the only thing Li Jin’an ever did when she found Xie Huaixue was fight, fight, fight. Nothing but fighting. Although Xie Huaixue also enjoyed it, intimate contact was rare, so Xie Huaixue’s shyness was obvious and unconcealed.
Li Jin’an mischievously blew a warm breath towards Xie Huaixue’s pinkish ears. The warm, damp breath hit Xie Huaixue’s ears, sending shivers through her. Xie Huaixue’s gaze trembled. Her eyes were still calm and composed, but they unconsciously softened.
Li Jin’an put her arm around Xie Huaixue’s shoulder and whispered to her, “About me traveling from the chaotic flow of space-time to this space-time, don’t tell our respective masters, or Dao Lord Jingting. This is our little secret.”
“Pinky promise.” Li Jin’an raised her pinky finger and looked at Xie Huaixue with full expectation. Although they both knew full well that after Li Jin’an left this space-time, everything would revert to its original state, and the current Xie Huaixue wouldn’t remember what promises she had made with her future self, even the most beautiful promises would become like fleeting clouds, leaving no trace of their past existence.
But Li Jin’an still did it. Her eyes extremely bright, she carefully and expectantly extended her hand to Xie Huaixue, a beautiful smile blooming on her lips, and stared fixedly at Xie Huaixue.
Xie Huaixue raised her hand and hooked Li Jin’an’s pinky finger. She subtly pursed her lips, gave a faint, clear smile, and looked directly into Li Jin’an’s bright eyes. “Okay, this is our secret.” A secret belonging only to the current Xie Huaixue and the future Li Jin’an.
Li Jin’an couldn’t help but smile along with Xie Huaixue.
“What secret?!” The green-robed person who had come with Jiang Fengmian jumped out, holding a spirit-recording stone, their face flushed with excitement, asking passionately.
Jiang Fengmian had already reached out to grab them, but it was too late to do anything. So, as soon as she entered, she wanted to turn and leave. Just wait for death, there’s no saving them. What else could happen?
The smile on Li Jin’an’s face instantly vanished. With her free hand, she lightly waved, and the green-robed person was thrown straight out, as if grabbed by the scruff of the neck by an invisible hand, crashing headfirst into the empty space outside. With their green robes, they looked even more like a green onion.
“Daoist Jiang, do you have any clue about this?'” Li Jin’an, still with her pinky hooked with Xie Huaixue’s, asked this.
Daoist Jiang, who was desperately trying to minimize her presence, gave a dry laugh and said flusteredly, “Uh, the City Lord’s manor is having a celebration banquet. Chixin Sword Lord asked me to call you. You know now, so I’ll be off!” After rattling off everything, she took off running without waiting for a reply from the two. Relying on the simple philosophy of ‘a dead Daoist friend is better than a dead me,’ she ran straight past the green-robed person, who was still stuck in the ground and unable to pull themselves out, and quickly disappeared from sight.
To be honest, Jiang Fengmian didn’t even know what she was doing here. Originally, seeing these two display their divine might on the battlefield, killing Soul Transformation demonic cultivators while being in a lower realm, and then crying and laughing while hugging, gave her a feeling of standing at a branching point in the river of history, witnessing something monumental. Even onlookers couldn’t help but be excited by it, so when Chixin Sword Lord mentioned it, Jiang Fengmian volunteered to come over. But she had clearly ignored Chixin Sword Lord’s meaningful expression at the time.
If it was something good, why didn’t Chixin Sword Lord just inform the two of them directly earlier? Why did she have to arrange for someone else to inform them? Why was the cultivation world full of such malicious sword cultivators whom she couldn’t beat!? The future of the cultivation world was bleak.
As for the green-robed person, they had followed on their own. Jiang Fengmian hadn’t controlled them. Who knew they could cause such a huge disaster! These Lingjing Sect cultivators really stopped at nothing just to watch a show. They should all be thrown onto the battlefield to save other innocent cultivators from their harm.
Li Jin’an withdrew her gaze, tightened the hand still hooked with Xie Huaixue’s pinky, drawing Xie Huaixue’s attention back, and said amusedly, “The people from the Lingjing Sect… are terrifyingly persistent. For the next thousand years, they’ll shadow us like our very own shadows. Writing storybooks and setting up betting pools to predict who would win or lose—it was all done by these people. They were indispensable in making us world-renowned arch-enemies, so, are you scared?” Knowing the danger yet insisting on joining the fun, never repenting even if beaten to death—that perfectly described the Lingjing Sect. Jijin Sword Sovereign, who was extremely annoyed, had often caught various Lingjing Sect cultivators and vented her anger on them.
“Not scared.” Xie Huaixue said seriously. “I won’t let them bully you.” As long as Li Jin’an was fine, Xie Huaixue had nothing to fear.
Li Jin’an, still hooked to Xie Huaixue’s hand, got off the bed and said with curving brows and eyes, “Let’s go, let’s attend our celebration banquet.”
…
As Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue, one in red, one in white, stepped hand-in-hand into the hall, the fervent atmosphere in the hall reached its peak. Cloudmount City had successfully repelled the demonic invasion, a great cultivator of Chixin Sword Lord’s level had arrived, and the Divine Mechanism Sect was willing to freely set up a city-protecting grand formation for Cloudmount City… Although none of it was their credit, all the benefits were theirs! Thus, everyone looked at Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue with incredible enthusiasm.
Amidst songs and dances of peace and prosperity, Li Jin’an raised her cup to toast Xie Huaixue. “May we have today every year, and this moment every age.”
“…”
Probably not today.
Xie Huaixue returned the toast. Just as their two cups touched rims, everything in front of Li Jin’an blurred, even Xie Huaixue’s lightly smiling face became incredibly indistinct. Li Jin’an thought with extreme regret that their little secret had only existed for a short while before it was no longer a secret. What a pity.