Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 125

Jingting Dao Lord thought Chixin was utterly ill-tempered, even more unreasonable than her own disciple. At least Li Jin’an, even when knowing she couldn’t win, could still listen to reason. At most, she’d give a sidelong glance and be aggressively sarcastic. Chixin Sword Lord, however, hadn’t learned any of her disciple’s ‘virtues’ of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
A normal person would first ask a few questions when something happened, right? But Chixin Sword Lord was different. She asked nothing, immediately rushing at Jingting Dao Lord as if to stake her life, wildly swinging her sword, as if treating Jingting Dao Lord as a training dummy. Her stance made it seem she wished to stab Jingting Dao Lord to death with a single strike.
Jingting Dao Lord initially tried to converse with the stubbornly enraged Chixin Sword Lord, wanting to calm the fellow down. But soon after, she stopped trying, realizing that this fellow was purely using the fight with her to vent her fury and resentment. More troublesome than an unreasonable brute was a brute who, knowing full well there was a reason for everything, still arbitrarily blamed others. Evidently, Chixin Sword Lord was just such a person.
After realizing that hating herself was also useless, she incidentally started hating Jingting Dao Lord as well.
Her dao companion had perished in her arms, three grand-disciples were attacked and fell unconscious, and her only disciple and her dao companion’s disciple were trapped in the space-time turbulence, their fates unknown…
How cruel fate had been to her!
The moment she watched Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue fall into the space-time turbulence, Chixin Sword Lord subconsciously thought: Seeing such a situation, I haven’t gone mad. I even admire myself a little. Even without succumbing to inner demons, she had calmly informed the Sword Sect and Dao Sect, treated her unconscious grand-disciples, and meticulously handled all matters. She only began to go mad the moment she saw Jingting Dao Lord. This could already be considered a testament to the unyielding will of a sword cultivator, making it impossible to go mad even if one wished, a fate worse than death.
When fighting Jingting Dao Lord, she truly wanted to kill her. Unfortunately, she couldn’t do it even before Yinyue Monarch’s demise, and after Yinyue Monarch’s death, with her cultivation and sword dao neglected, she was even less capable.
Everything went against her wishes; nothing was within her control.
When Jingting Dao Lord, no longer able to bear it, fiercely thrashed Chixin Sword Lord, she thought it would be fine to just die like that. She had heard that people see a ‘carousel of life’ before they die. If she could see Ming Gongyu again, act coquettish and cry, that would be excellent. After all, for these past few centuries, Ming Gongyu hadn’t been willing to enter her dreams at all. Unfortunately, Jingting Dao Lord truly had no intention of directly killing her, stopping only when she saw the person finally sober up.
In the siege of Futu Valley, Chixin Sword Lord was even more at the forefront, venting all her double resentment.
At this moment, Jingting Dao Lord approached again. Chixin Sword Lord didn’t even twitch an eyelid, taking out her wine gourd and pouring a mouthful into her mouth.
“Regarding their matter, I care far more than you do,” Jingting Dao Lord said in a teasing tone, crossing her arms and watching the mountains and rivers swiftly passing by below. Before Chixin Sword Lord could get angry, she amended, “I can’t possibly fail once and then fail a second time. I can’t afford to lose face like that.”
To have fallen from a decisive and ruthless tyrant of the cultivation world to someone completely ignored at Jijin Peak and Qingxiao Peak, Jingting Dao Lord was also quite distressed.
Chixin Sword Lord still couldn’t be bothered to look at her, but finally offered a different reaction, replying flatly, “Oh, I don’t believe you.”
The saying ‘once bitten, twice shy’ perfectly described Chixin Sword Lord. She couldn’t possibly entrust Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue’s lives entirely to Jingting Dao Lord. She couldn’t trust Jingting Dao Lord, who was far too cunning. Last time she had trusted her. And what was the result? Wasn’t that tragic lesson enough?
Jingting Dao Lord twitched her lips, speechless. From beginning to end, I couldn’t understand two things: Did these sword cultivators have some absolute need to be so annoying? And how blind were Yinyue and Xie Huaixue to find such sword cultivators adorable?
“If you don’t trust me, do you not trust Yinyue’s disciple either? She’ll always bring Jin’an back completely unharmed.”
“That’s true.” Chixin Sword Lord nodded fairly, then swept a glance at Jingting Dao Lord, giving a cold snort. “Don’t call her so intimately. She’s my disciple.”
With that, she carried her wine gourd and returned to the spiritual ship’s room, leaving Jingting Dao Lord standing alone on the deck, her face battered by the cold wind.
“…I was being overly charitable!” Jingting Dao Lord exclaimed, exasperated. “Why don’t you just drink yourself to death!”
Inside the room, Xie Huaixue, upon hearing her name, glanced out then withdrew her gaze, sitting by the bed and quietly observing Li Jin’an’s serene appearance, which she only displayed when asleep. Then, she placed the Void Spirit Pill in her mouth, gently leaned down, and kissed Li Jin’an’s lips, using the tip of her tongue to part Li Jin’an’s tightly sealed lips and transfer the Void Spirit Pill into her mouth. Lips and teeth intertwined, breaths mingling.
Xie Huaixue’s gaze was gentle, yet her actions were not so tender. She forcefully ground against Li Jin’an’s delicate lips, only stopping when the plump curve of her lips became swollen. As they parted, Xie Huaixue tapped Li Jin’an’s moist, red lips with her fingertip.
“Disobedient.”
Li Jin’an, in her sleep, had no idea what kind of inhumane punishment she had endured, merely whimpering in protest, then rolling over and sleeping even more soundly. Because they were so familiar with each other’s aura, even when Xie Huaixue encroached upon Li Jin’an’s personal space, she was automatically accepted. Qingxiao Immortal Venerable, usually like a clear breeze and bright moon, had an unreadable gaze. She withdrew her finger, slowly exhaled, then pulled Li Jin’an tightly by the waist and lay down beside her on the bed, finally able to rest peacefully.
…
Her body and spiritual essence were so severely depleted that even the Void Spirit Pills every half hour weren’t enough to replenish her. Once Li Jin’an fell asleep, there was no sign of her waking up, and even when the spiritual ship arrived at the Ringed Jade Domain, she remained unconscious.
Chixin Sword Lord indeed wanted to bring Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue back to the Sword Sect, but Jingting Dao Lord’s single sentence left her speechless.
“Who in your Sword Sect can invite the Supreme Elder of Spring Rejuvenation Valley? You, or Guan Qiao?”
Guan Qiao was the Sword Sect Master.
Not to mention the Sword Sect Master wasn’t here. Even if he were, with Jingting Dao Lord directly calling his name, he wouldn’t dare say anything, merely pretending not to hear. After all, Jingting Dao Lord’s age and cultivation were both at the very pinnacle of the cultivation world.
In truth, Jingting Dao Lord’s words were entirely accurate. Neither Chixin Sword Lord nor the Sword Sect Master could invite the Supreme Elder of Spring Rejuvenation Valley. If asked why, it was because the Sword Sect owed too many external debts that hadn’t been paid off yet. Any elder from Spring Rejuvenation Valley who came wouldn’t be there to treat patients, but to collect debts.
Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu were now completely their master and mistress’s tagalongs, unwilling to follow their grand-master back to the Sword Sect. With no other choice, for her unlucky disciple, Chixin Sword Lord could only go to the Dao Sect with a sour expression.
Jingting Dao Lord certainly wouldn’t indulge her. She gave a cold scoff, and as she passed Chixin Sword Lord, she left a remark—
“First, reflect on why the world’s first reaction upon hearing the words ‘Sword Sect’ is always to immediately flee, fearing any entanglement with you. When you understand that, you’ll be able to invite the Supreme Elder of Spring Rejuvenation Valley.”
A bunch of people who, when faced with issues, never self-reflect but instead frantically shirk responsibility, still have the nerve to blame others! Hmph, when it comes to sarcasm, who’s afraid of whom!
Chixin Sword Lord was dumbfounded. By the time she reacted, Jingting Dao Lord’s figure was already gone. Behind her, Xiao Xiang Sword Master and Jun Xing Sword Master kept their gazes straight. They now understood the intricate relationship between the three great seniors—Jingting Dao Lord, Chixin Sword Lord, and Yinyue Monarch—and dared not get involved in the slightest.
Once upon a time, they were also genius sword cultivators whose single strike could shake the heavens, but now they had fallen to the point of feigning deafness and muteness. Once they returned, they’d prick a voodoo doll of the Sect Master. Any time something related to the Dao Sect came up, she’d send the two of them over. They truly wanted to rebel! Were they mules or donkeys? Why were they always the ones being exploited! Sooner or later, they’d replace the Sect Master!
The dispute quickly subsided. Xie Huaixue, holding Li Jin’an, flew down from the spiritual ship, gracefully and politely nodding to Jiang Fengmian, Jie Yunjin, Shang Dangge, and the others. “Thank you.”
Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu’s little faces were tense as they also offered junior salutations, thanking the seniors who had come to their aid. The Dao Sect and Sword Sect indeed held profound prestige. If they declared a siege on Futu Valley, then a siege would happen. There was no ‘should’ or ‘shouldn’t.’ Even if these people hadn’t come, no one would have complained or said it was wrong, but they still came. In such a setting, they didn’t want to embarrass their master and mistress, so their demeanor was as sincere as could be, completely unlike their masters.
Both great and small sword cultivators would bend their backs for those they held dear.
Jiang Fengmian casually patted Tan Yanyi’s little head, smiling as she said to Xie Huaixue, “Saying thanks is too polite. Just tell Jijin to stop ordering us around so much in the future.”
Jie Yunjin nodded vigorously from behind.
Shang Dangge chimed in, “It has nothing to do with you two. I came because I coveted Futu Valley’s mermaid business.”
As a qualified black-hearted merchant, mobilizing such a large force was naturally for profit. Was it really for that damned friendship?
Xie Huaixue chuckled lightly. “I’ll tell her when she wakes up.”
Shang Dangge’s expression changed drastically. “It does have something to do with you two! I’m someone who would go through fire and water for friends, righteous to the core!”
Yes, she was exactly that kind of person, full of deep emotions and loyalty. If she didn’t say that, Li Jin’an would definitely trick her out of a large sum, making her bleed heavily. Who knew how much of the profit gained from Futu Valley this time would be left.
“I will tell her,” Xie Huaixue replied.
Shang Dangge closed her eyes deeply, having forgotten that these two would definitely follow each other’s lead.
After the small interlude, the Supreme Elder of Spring Rejuvenation Valley, most skilled in treating spiritual essence injuries, rushed over urgently. Without even a greeting, she went directly to Qingxiao Peak to examine Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue’s spiritual essence. Meanwhile, Jingting Dao Lord, Chixin Sword Lord, and others waited for the results in the Sect Hall, incidentally socializing. After all, as a temporary community of interest, they still had much to discuss regarding the eradication of Futu Valley.
Xie Huaixue refused the Supreme Elder’s suggestion to examine her spiritual essence first, only allowing the elder to examine Li Jin’an. She knew the extent of her own injuries. The shrewd old Supreme Elder from Spring Rejuvenation Valley didn’t take the refusal to heart. She was still collecting two fees anyway, and this way was even better: money with less effort.
Spiritual essence was even more important and private than the Sea of Consciousness. If anything was missing or added, it would be extremely fatal, leaving one to die without knowing how. Thus, it was understandable not to allow others to examine one’s spiritual essence unless absolutely necessary. So, enduring Xie Huaixue’s cold and distant gaze, the Supreme Elder used a secret technique to probe and repair Li Jin’an’s spiritual essence. From her palms, transparent threads emerged, drilling into Li Jin’an’s body, replenishing her soul power.
“Not too bad. This depletion can be repaired within a century.”
The moment these words left her lips, the Supreme Elder, who wasn’t skilled in combat, immediately noticed that the cave abode seemed colder, a chill penetrating to her bones. She looked up at Xie Huaixue in confusion. Had she said something wrong? Merely a century! That truly wasn’t serious!