Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 137

Li Jin’an only knew that the last wicked protagonist would never settle down and would cause trouble wildly, but she hadn’t expected Wu Zhaoxing to cause such a huge commotion right away, directly replacing the Demon Lord.
Yes, she now knew Wu Zhaoxing’s true name and naturally no longer wished to call her Ning Zhufeng. Wu Zhaoxing didn’t deserve that name.
The commotion in the Demon Realm was too great; all forty-eight cities rebelled, and it couldn’t be covered up. So, Wu Zhaoxing simply announced it to the Three Realms, stating only that she was the seventy-ninth daughter of the former Demon Lord, without mentioning Ning Zhufeng or Qingxiao Immortal Venerable.
Perhaps Wu Zhaoxing also knew that such matters were dishonorable.
But Li Jin’an understood that Wu Zhaoxing’s true intention in doing these things was still to covet Xie Huaixue.
Just thinking about it made her feel uneasy and very displeased.
“She’s provoking us,” Li Jin’an concluded, her face serious as she said to Xie Huaixue.
Xie Huaixue was peeling a spiritual fruit for her. The brightly colored juice stained her fair fingertips red, like the finest rouge smeared on white paper, beautiful and graceful. Hearing this, she nodded. “Yes.”
Before Li Jin’an could complain that Xie Huaixue was brushing her off again, a tender and juicy piece of fruit pulp was already offered to her mouth. She hesitated for a moment, then obediently ate the spiritual fruit.
It wouldn’t do to disappoint Xie Huaixue’s good intentions. It wasn’t too late to talk after eating.
Just as she was about to say something else, another piece of spiritual fruit was offered, making Li Jin’an forget what she wanted to say.
Whether speaking or eating, her mouth was certainly not idle.
After finishing the spiritual fruit, Li Jin’an no longer wanted to discuss those irritating topics.
Mainly, Xie Huaixue’s attitude was clear: it wasn’t important, she didn’t care, it wasn’t a priority. Feeding Li Jin’an was more important.
As a cultivation partner, Li Jin’an felt it wasn’t good to constantly go against Xie Huaixue, so she started looking for other entertainment.
“None of the Demon Lords of the Demon Race have come to a good end. The four hundred years of Wu Hai’s reign were precisely when our prestige reached its peak. No matter how many schemes he had, he could only engage in small tricks behind the scenes, daring not to command a large army to cross the Three Realms Mountain. Even if I went to the Demon Realm to kill, he could only swallow his anger and humiliation. He managed to stabilize the chaotic situation in the Demon Realm with great difficulty, only to be overthrown by the hybrid succubus’s child whom he most despised. Anyone who saw it would say, ‘How tragic!'”
She shook her head, proclaiming “how tragic,” but in reality, Li Jin’an was almost dying from laughter. Other people’s misfortunes were always more entertaining.
Wu Hai was Wu Zhaoxing’s Demon Lord father.
Back then, Xie Huaixue had infiltrated the Demon Realm and forcefully killed the previous previous Demon Lord, piercing open the roof of the Demon Palace with one sword strike. The Demon Race was terrified, and the demon army still on the battlefield fled in panic. The Demon Realm entered a period of chaos for over a hundred years.
Because the previous previous Demon Lord died too quickly and unexpectedly, people couldn’t react at all. Coupled with the absence of a supreme expert who could suppress all demons, chaos was only natural.
All clans in the Demon Realm wanted a new Demon Lord. The former previous Demon Lord’s subordinates believed they had inherited the previous king’s will and were most qualified to ascend to the throne. The forty-eight city lords and three Demon Monarchs, relying on their strength, began wantonly killing rivals. External wars turned into internal conflicts…
The Demon Palace, with a big hole in its roof, soon welcomed wave after wave of temporary masters, a constant succession of new rulers. It was incredibly lively until Wu Hai rose to power, after which the Demon Palace was finally repaired. The demons sleeping inside no longer had to face endless darkness.
The Human and Yao races quietly watched the great chaos among the demons and did not interfere. The main reason was that these demons would cause trouble on their own. In a flash of inspiration, they would directly bury hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers, requiring no outside guidance. What if they hindered the display of their genius?
However, when Wu Hai rapidly rose to power, both the Human and Yao races intervened to stop him, because a chaotic Demon Realm aligned better with the interests of the Human and Yao races. No one wanted to see a unified Demon Realm, for that would mean a war of the Three Realms and great suffering for all living beings.
But they did not succeed in stopping him. Wu Hai precariously sat on the Demon Lord’s throne. The three Demon Monarchs were not convinced, but they also didn’t manage to pull him down.
The Demon Lord and the three Demon Monarchs were not in harmony, the forty-eight cities took sides, and each demon clan had its own little schemes… Compared to an iron-blooded Demon Lord and a unified Demon Realm, such a situation was not as difficult to accept.
Therefore, the seemingly mediocre Wu Hai remained on the Demon Lord’s throne for a full four hundred years.
After being influenced by the Heavenly Tome, Li Jin’an frowned, bringing up a confusion she had never discovered before: “Why was it specifically Wu Hai of the Asura clan who ascended to the Demon Lord’s throne?”
The moment she asked the question, the answer already surfaced in her mind.
The Heavenly Tome loved to add unique glory to its three wicked protagonists, attempting to prove that, besides their rotten hearts, they also had extraordinary backgrounds and bloodlines.
Unable to write about noble virtues and pure, flawless love, it could only use exaggerated external appearances to adorn their hollow hearts.
If Wu Hai hadn’t come to power, Wu Zhaoxing wouldn’t have found it so easy to usurp the Demon Lord’s position.
In the Demon Realm, there was no story of a low-ranking demon soldier achieving the Demon Lord position through a rebellion, because the Demon Race valued clan and bloodline even more than the Yao race. Trying to change one’s fate by devouring others was essentially impossible; it would only lead to self-destruction from backlash. The more one devoured, the faster one died.
“It’s that mysterious Heavenly Demon Clan at it again,” Li Jin’an nudged Xie Huaixue, feeling extremely anxious. “Why aren’t you worried at all?”
It was obvious that this elusive Heavenly Demon Clan was targeting Xie Huaixue. A thousand two hundred years ago, they tried to kill the unborn Xie Huaixue by besieging and killing her parents. Then they concocted that wicked creature Wu Zhaoxing to disgust people. Each and every one of these actions clearly showed their malevolent intentions.
Although she didn’t know what the Heavenly Demon Clan wanted from Xie Huaixue, doing the opposite of what the enemy wanted was definitely the right approach.
Xie Huaixue was playing the zither for Li Jin’an. Her long, slender, porcelain-white fingers plucked the strings. As they moved up and down, the zither music poured forth, like a secluded mountain spring flowing over stream stones, ethereal and clear, as if pearls and jade were dancing, giving rise to a feeling of being cleansed from worldly dust.
Suddenly, the zither music changed drastically. A heavy note, like tearing silk, sliced through the air. It was a sound of alarm and chilling murderous intent, making one feel as if every rustle of wind and cry of a crane was an enemy soldier.
The lingering sounds echoed around the beams, with endless implications, as if hearing celestial music, one’s ears momentarily cleared.
The restless Jijin Sword Sovereign was affected by the zither music. She quieted down, resting her chin on her hand, watching the peerlessly elegant white-robed immortal maiden play the zither.
Although she didn’t understand the music, she felt it was really good. Truly worthy of being her cultivation partner; everything she did was top-notch.
The more annoying her studious nemesis seemed before, the more she liked her now.
After a long while, Xie Huaixue stopped. She looked up and met Li Jin’an’s sparkling eyes.
Li Jin’an, finally able to speak, clapped vigorously and cheered, “Wonderful! Even a deaf person hearing it would have their eyes open again!”
So, it wasn’t surprising that Xie Huaixue wanted her to read books. Just look at her absurd comparisons. She was unlearned and untalented, yet tried to praise others, making people wonder whether to cry or laugh.
She really should learn more things, lest her praises sound like insults.
Xie Huaixue chuckled softly. “I only played for you.”
Let go of the poor deaf person who couldn’t open their eyes.
Qingxiao Immortal Venerable’s sweet nothings were truly touching. Li Jin’an giggled foolishly, finally no longer shouting about killing and fighting. Once she had admired enough, she persisted in asking, “You’re not worried because you’ve already thought of a countermeasure?”
Saying this, Li Jin’an nodded in a self-affirming manner, looking at Xie Huaixue with immense expectation.
She would doubt anything but Xie Huaixue’s intelligence. She had deeply understood this point and believed that Xie Huaixue’s calmness was definitely due to being confident and prepared.
Under Li Jin’an’s hopeful gaze, Xie Huaixue slowly shook her head and confessed, “I don’t have a countermeasure. It’s just spring harmony and bright scenery; I merely wanted to play the zither for you.”
“…” Li Jin’an was not disappointed. She sighed with crossed arms, then quickly said cheerfully, “To hear Qingxiao Immortal Venerable play a single tune already surpasses a hundred worldly affairs.”
“Not anxious anymore?” Xie Huaixue asked with a smile.
Li Jin’an rolled her eyes with a grand gesture and retorted, “Is being anxious helpful? Besides, one Wu Zhaoxing isn’t enough to make us change our expressions. Since you could kill the previous previous Demon Lord, this one is naturally nothing to you. What I’m worried about is the Heavenly Demon Clan that hasn’t revealed its true colors yet.”
It was still the same point: even if Wu Zhaoxing became the Demon Lord, she wasn’t qualified to make Jijin Sword Sovereign and Qingxiao Immortal Venerable mobilize large forces.
Even if they couldn’t do anything to Mahayana stage cultivators, their personal safety was guaranteed.
The truly troublesome ones were the hidden Heavenly Demons.
Although the Heavenly Tome was nauseating, the information it provided was not false. Yet, even with that, there was no news of the Heavenly Demon Clan.
Yinyue Monarch and Xie Huaixue had searched and investigated for so long, only finding a few clues. It was clear how troublesome time and divination arts were.
“You know what I’m worried about and you deliberately tease me. You truly are utterly detestable.” Li Jin’an snorted coldly, squinting at her.
To some extent, the Heavenly Demons were much more powerful than the Heavenly Tome. The Tome mostly showcased the three wicked protagonists’ emotional desire for Xie Huaixue: fighting for favor, imprisonment… disgusting as it was, but in the face of absolute power, the three wicked protagonists were merely pawns who could be beaten and whipped at will.
However, the Heavenly Demon Clan’s moves were always killing blows. Xie Huaixue’s parents and Yinyue Monarch had all lost their lives because of them.
So, it wasn’t surprising that Li Jin’an was anxious.
Li Jin’an thought with mental exhaustion, it was truly everyone’s retribution. It wasn’t that retribution wouldn’t come; it was just that the time hadn’t arrived yet.
Just a few days ago, she was protesting Xie Huaixue making her read books. Now, she had to urge Xie Huaixue to be serious and not have her head full of romance and leisure.
It was hard to say if Xie Huaixue was doing it on purpose.
Is this the time for romance?!
Xie Huaixue sat gracefully behind the zither, her eyes filled with smiles. The tea mist moistened her brows and eyes. Her entire being blended with the bamboo forest scenery behind her, presenting an upright, steady, clear, and noble appearance.
Otherwise, a divine posture, not the bones of a swallow or a crane.
Li Jin’an remained unmoved, firmly resisting the temptation of beauty. As soon as she spoke, she exuded a bandit-like aura, with the demeanor of robbing homes and plundering villages. “Do you have any humans, beasts, or demons you want killed? Evil cultivators work too. Just give the order, and I’ll do it!”
Her Blazing Radiance Sword was already impatient!
If a constable of a mortal dynasty saw her walking on the street, they would arrest her and throw her into jail without a second thought. They definitely wouldn’t make a mistake; it would directly be an outstanding contribution to public order.
Xie Huaixue’s fingertips moved. The melodious zither music started again, her tone inexplicably carrying a hint of grimness. “No need to rush. Quietly wait for the day to come.”