Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 145

While affection surged between them, the battle in the demon realm grew increasingly fierce.
The third eye was steadily retreating, unable to contend, scurrying about in disarray. When the whisk struck again, it rapidly burrowed into the densest demonic energy.
Immediately after, Wu Zhaoxing, with a closed eye vertically set between her brows, emerged from the thick mist. The moment she saw Dao Lord Jingting’s face, her two vacant normal eyes instantly widened, and without hesitation, she turned and fled.
Before departing for the Solitary Mountain Secret Realm, Dao Lord Jingting had not only swiftly eradicated two of Zhong Fei’s lives, but also left a profound psychological trauma on Wu Zhaoxing. The moment they met, she had no thought of fighting; all she could think of was escaping with her life.
At the same time, six Unity Realm and one Mahayana Realm demon commanders and demon monarchs suddenly appeared in the void, all charging fiercely towards Dao Lord Jingting.
Boom!!
Their first move was an overwhelming array of killing techniques, and demonic energy instantly submerged Dao Lord Jingting’s figure.
Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue on Three Realms Mountain saw this scene, and without hesitation, immediately drew their swords.
The Gleaming Radiance Sword and Blazing Radiance Sword originally came from the same ore, their sword embryos personally forged by the master of the Sword Forging Villa, and infused with countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Coupled with Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue’s unspoken understanding, the combat power they could unleash when combined directly doubled.
Fiery red and icy blue lights merged and then separated, not interfering with each other, yet complementing each other perfectly. They flashed across the void, like thunder streaking across the sky, directly blasting open the encirclement there, forcing the seven high-level demons to repeatedly retreat.
Of course, Dao Lord Jingting didn’t need their rescue either.
As the demonic energy dispersed, Dao Lord Jingting, completely unharmed, casually brushed her robes. She even had the leisure to glance towards Three Realms Mountain, waving her hand casually, telling Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue to stay put and mind their own business, as she could handle it alone.
“…She doesn’t know kindness. When one gets old, they should accept their age. Why cling to face and suffer for it? Being saved by a junior isn’t shameful.” Li Jin’an exaggeratedly shook her head and sighed.
Whenever she found an opportunity, she’d vigorously badmouth others.
She was also considered open and honest, not speaking ill of others behind their backs. The distance from Three Realms Mountain to the demon realm made it no different from speaking directly to Dao Lord Jingting.
The words had barely fallen.
The whisk draped over Dao Lord Jingting’s arm floated up, its animal hairs extending infinitely, emitting a brilliant white light, like countless intelligent spider silk threads tightly coiling around the demons opposite her.
Countless threads densely covered the entire sky, instantly converging to engulf and entangle the seven demon commanders and demon monarchs.
The sole demon monarch was unwilling to simply wait for death, relying on his Mahayana Realm cultivation, he tried to break through the endless threads. But the next second, the threads pierced through his brow, limbs, and vital core…
Leaving no room for further struggle.
Li Jin’an was stunned: “A silkworm cocoon?”
This metaphor was extremely vivid, precisely summarizing the grand spectacle of Dao Lord Jingting’s true power.
She was born late; ever since she could remember, she had only seen Dao Lord Jingting idly seeking amusement every day. In these twelve hundred years, she had never seen Dao Lord Jingting make a move. She truly hadn’t expected the Dao Lord’s display of power to be like this.
It was so swift and decisive, as easy as packing leftovers from a restaurant meal, yet it looked very strange, truly resembling a silkworm farmer tending to silkworms.
On the battlefield opposite, the colossal ‘silkworm cocoon’ pulsed a few times from within, as if the demon commanders inside were resisting. In an instant, it became completely silent. The threads near one end of the ‘cocoon’ had harvested enough life, and their color had become slightly ruddy.
It was like looking at a silkworm baby that had eaten its fill, lazily let out a burp, and was struggling to turn over due to being overly plump; it appeared harmless, yet harbored boundless killing intent.
Li Jin’an blinked, leaned closer to Xie Huaixue, and whispered, “Is the Dao Sect Master actually the biggest demonic cultivator leader?”
It wasn’t surprising she asked this; Dao Lord Jingting’s techniques looked extremely strange and unpredictable, actually being able to draw life force from demons!
Even demonic cultivators performing sacrifices disdained demon bodies; even starving spirit beasts wouldn’t eat demons. Ultimately, this was because demonic energy was foul, devoid of energy, and would pollute spiritual energy.
Yet Dao Lord Jingting could actually draw life from demons in this manner; she was far more formidable than any other evil sect or unorthodox practitioner.
These old seniors truly were dormant forces, startling everyone with their sudden power. Their signature skills were one more astonishing than the last.
Dao Lord Jingting, who had failed to kill the third eye and thus could only compensate by eliminating seven high-level demons, hadn’t even begun to feel triumphant, or sighed about her ‘old blade still sharp’, when she heard that brat Li Jin’an ceaselessly badmouthing her.
The next moment, the whisk, having returned to its normal appearance, swiftly passed through the void, reached Three Realms Mountain, aimed at Li Jin’an’s head, and knocked three times, then leisurely flew back.
Li Jin’an clutched her head, silently gritting her teeth. Suddenly remembering something, she swiftly turned to look at Xie Huaixue’s expression.
Sure enough, Xie Huaixue’s gaze held a subtle yet distinct, faint smile, fixed unwaveringly on Li Jin’an’s face.
“You’re laughing at me!” Li Jin’an accused loudly.
“No.” Xie Huaixue earnestly shook her head, and in Li Jin’an’s softening gaze, she smiled brightly, “I just think you’re adorable.”
Excellent. Xie Huaixue had returned Li Jin’an’s words to her exactly as she had said them moments ago.
Li Jin’an felt a strong sense of ‘lifting a rock to drop it on her own foot’. This person truly was something; whether good or bad, why did she learn everything from her?
There was really no need to be so studious about things like this!
“Our family only needs one person who likes to talk nonsense,” Li Jin’an stopped covering her own head and instead covered Xie Huaixue’s eyes. She continued earnestly, “We need to lead by example and set a good model for the younger ones below.”
In reality, the person who should least be setting an example was Li Jin’an. She had casually nurtured three disciples who were exactly like her. If she were to truly put great effort into training disciples, the Lancang Continent might not even be able to contain the theatrics of her Jijin Peak.
Xie Huaixue didn’t speak, only her eyelashes lightly trembled, fluttering against Li Jin’an’s palm.
Li Jin’an’s palm tingled. She abruptly pulled her hand back, gritting her teeth in frustration. Her cheeks flushed red as she stifled her emotions, leaving her utterly speechless.
“Are you angry?” Xie Huaixue pursed her lips. She lowered her voice and carefully asked.
“…Li Jin’an took a deep breath, feeling utterly defeated. She calmly retorted, “Don’t you know why?”
She was greatly annoyed by Xie Huaixue’s playful teasing, and angry at her own lack of resolve.
Others fall for new tricks every time, but she? She fell for the same trick, over and over again. The routine was always the same: Li Jin’an would playfully provoke her, Xie Huaixue would subtly counter with effortless grace, and before Li Jin’an could complain about not being able to keep up, Xie Huaixue would casually entice her again.
For a moment, Li Jin’an didn’t know if her wildly thumping heart was from anger or enchantment. She felt like she had swallowed a bitter pill, unable to even voice her grievances.
While dizzy with rage, she was also utterly enchanted and disoriented.
Sometimes Xie Huaixue was too candid. When faced with Li Jin’an’s question, she candidly nodded, “I know.”
Li Jin’an puffed out her cheeks. She crossed her arms and glared sideways, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “So you know, but you’re doing it on purpose and not changing?”
“Yes.”
As the cunning mind of the Dao Sect, what could Xie Huaixue possibly not know? She simply enjoyed doing it this way.
Li Jin’an snorted coldly, trying to appear brazen but feeling timid inside. She couldn’t even manage to be angry, though she hadn’t been truly angry to begin with.
“After we go back, you not only have to make tea for me, but also massage my back and shoulders, and peel spiritual fruits.”
Li Jin’an had originally wanted Xie Huaixue to play the zither. On second thought, when Xie Huaixue played, she wouldn’t allow Li Jin’an to pounce and ask for kisses, and Li Jin’an didn’t understand the music anyway, only able to watch blankly. So she decided against it.
There were always small romantic gestures between cultivation partners to deepen their affection.
Xie Huaixue was quite adept at coaxing Li Jin’an. Hearing this, she responded with a smile, “Before I came, I re-braided a sword tassel for you. Do you want it?”
“Yes!” Li Jin’an replied with unyielding pride.
Xie Huaixue smiled as she pinched Li Jin’an’s earlobe.
Li Jin’an tilted her head to the side, inwardly grumbling that Qingxiao Immortal Venerable was truly a bad person. She treated her cultivation partner like a spiritual pet: rewarding her when she did well, bullying her when she didn’t, and in between, enticing her a little…
Was she some cat or dog that wagged its tail at the sight of a bone?
What Jijin Sword Sovereign thought in her heart and what she showed on her face were entirely different. She immediately forgot her pain and acted as if her wounds had healed, arrogantly commanding Qingxiao Immortal Venerable, “Use a little more force.”
Suddenly.
A black light rose from a place further west in the demon realm. It was like a towering pillar supporting the entire demon realm, confronting Jingting Dao Lord from afar.
Majestic and ancient, its aura was grand and imposing.
Many high-ranking demons’ eyes flashed with sudden realization, and they immediately grew excited.
After a long while, Jingting Dao Lord scoffed, her eyes and eyebrows full of mockery. She transmitted a message to the rampaging Chixin Sword Lord, “Let’s go.”
Chixin Sword Lord turned her head in confusion and glared at Jingting Dao Lord. Knowing she wasn’t one to speak idly, she could only vent her resentment on the half-dead demon general she had been fighting, ending the matter by stabbing him dead with a single sword.
The next instant, Jingting Dao Lord teleported beside her and sternly criticized, “Didn’t you see that old geezer protecting its young come out? Still attacking? Aren’t you afraid they’ll just swat you dead?”
Chixin Sword Lord narrowed her eyes, threateningly raising her sword at Jingting Dao Lord, who was speaking mockingly.
Jingting Dao Lord was amused by this foolhardy person. She found it both amusing and exasperating and didn’t offer any explanation, merely saying, “Let’s go, time to head back to the sect.”
Chixin Sword Lord still wanted to stab her to death, but she obediently followed.
Li Jin’an at Three Realms Mountain was completely bewildered. She knew why Jingting Dao Lord couldn’t kill Wu Zhaoxing.
As long as Wu Zhaoxing’s destiny persisted, she was the villainous protagonist chosen by the Heavenly Tome, someone a supporting character like Jingting Dao Lord, deeply suppressed by the Heavenly Tome, could not kill.
Lan Ci and Zhong Fei died so swiftly and cleanly because their destinies had run out; they no longer possessed the protagonist’s ability to turn the tables or escape danger.
Furthermore, Wu Zhaoxing had the Heavenly Demon Clan backing her, so it was understandable that she was hard to kill.
But what was this black light that could make Jingting Dao Lord retreat?
Though Li Jin’an was unlearned and without skill, she always asked questions when she didn’t understand. She immediately sought help from Xie Huaixue, “What was that?”
“The Demon Land,” Xie Huaixue explained concisely but clearly. “The demon ancestors.”
Li Jin’an immediately understood, repeating even more bluntly, “An old geezer, then.”
Just like the previous Dao Venerable, sect master of the Dao Sect, was in secluded slumber, the demon race also had similar beings.
Jingting Dao Lord, who had flown over, chuckled and raised her hand to tap her from a distance. “You are so mischievous.”