Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 147

No sooner had they left than the demon army set off, attacking the cities on the human realm’s border.
Not too early, not too late, just perfect.
Once they were gone, they wouldn’t run head-on into that family of villains who had just fiercely slaughtered demons and whose sword bloodstains hadn’t even dried. It also allowed the demon race to express their fierce stance on the matter.
Regarding this, Li Jin’an’s evaluation was—
“Just a small, cowardly tantrum, not even amusing enough,” Li Jin’an said, casually raising her eyebrows. She took the teacup Xie Huaixue handed her, took a sip of hot tea, and comfortably narrowed her eyes before continuing, “Isn’t Wu Zhaoxing very articulate? Why is she not being noisy now? Was her throat sealed?”
After speaking, Li Jin’an without delay snatched the spiritual fruit that Xie Huaixue held to her mouth, chewing noisily while chattering incessantly.
Her mouth just couldn’t be idle. If she wasn’t eating, she was talking.
Jingting Dao Lord watched, feeling tired just for her jaws.
Li Jin’an noticed her gaze. She said nothing, merely silently sped up her chewing, and then picked up the spiritual fruits on the table, sharing them with Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu, the three young ones.
Jingting Dao Lord: …
She should have said something.
Could she still snatch food from Li Jin’an’s mouth?
That rascal had been very protective of her food since childhood. Even things she didn’t like, others couldn’t take; otherwise, she would get angry, charging over like a crazed little red calf to butt people in the stomach, her head knocking with loud thuds.
As for why Jingting Dao Lord knew it so clearly, of course, it was because she had been butted the most times, and then was accusingly stared at by Yinyue Monarch, Chixin Sword Lord, and even little Xie Huaixue, as if she had committed some heinous crime.
Heaven knew that Jingting Dao Lord hadn’t felt she had done anything wrong when she slaughtered thousands of people without batting an eye. The world would at most call her a tyrant behind her back and wouldn’t dare spout nonsense in front of her, yet upon reaching Yinyue Peak, she easily became the target of universal condemnation.
Jingting Dao Lord looked at the mocking Chixin Sword Lord and spoke earnestly, “I know you sword cultivators are poor and can’t afford to raise children. If it truly comes to it, let them become my disciples; I can afford to raise them.”
This protective behavior around food clearly showed they had been mistreated since childhood and hadn’t eaten many good things. Chixin Sword Lord, who was grinning widely, had no right to laugh.
“If you can’t afford to raise children, then don’t. Plenty of people can.”
As expected of the sect master of the foremost immortal sect, her ambition was grand. With a single remark, she intended to take away the Sword Sovereign of the Sword Sect and the leader of this generation’s young sword cultivators, directly packing up and taking away the four of them, master and disciples, leaving not a single one for Chixin Sword Lord.
Chixin Sword Lord dropped the smile from her face. She scrutinized Jingting Dao Lord from head to toe. This fiend had finally stopped pretending!
“Even kidnappers don’t snatch children so brazenly!”
Before, at most she’d secretly hint about joining her and Yinyue, running to Yinyue Peak every day, playing with little Jin’an and little Huaixue… Alright, this fiend had always been so open and aboveboard, always competing and snatching.
Even more detestable.
“I’ve never seen anyone who enjoys helping others raise children. You should have a lot to talk about with Xiaoxiang and Junxing.”
Li Jin’an, who was eagerly watching the drama unfold, not taking sides, added, “And Xuanyu. The four of you can just make a foursome for leaf card games, and incidentally, exchange experiences on helping others raise children.”
“Shut up!”
Jingting Dao Lord and Chixin Sword Lord simultaneously turned their heads and cursed in unison.
“Adults are talking, children shouldn’t interrupt.”
Li Jin’an, seemingly sacrificing herself, innocently shrugged her shoulders. She leaned close to Xie Huaixue’s ear and whispered, “The demon army is at the city gates, yet the dignified Dao Sect Master and Sword Sect Monarch are still bickering amongst themselves. Who wouldn’t say the cultivation world is doomed to fall sooner or later?”
Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu, eating the spiritual fruits given by their Master, could share in joy, but not in hardship. They silently moved their chairs, distancing themselves from the main battlefield.
Xie Huaixue sighed softly, refilled Li Jin’an’s empty teacup, and pushed it forward.
Drink more tea, speak less, lest your mouth attracts all the spears to yourself.
You’re not a shield, so why insist on having spears stuck into you?
Li Jin’an, pretending to understand, thanked her cultivation partner, “My mouth isn’t dry, and I’m not tired. You drink too.”
Xie Huaixue’s fingertips twitched. She couldn’t resist placing her hand on Li Jin’an’s hair ribbon and gently pinching it. She said with a smile, “I’m not thirsty, you drink.”
“Oh.”
Li Jin’an didn’t understand but was obedient. She guzzled down a cup of tea, then watched helplessly as Xie Huaixue slowly raised her hand and refilled it.
“…I’m not a water buffalo.”
Li Jin’an felt that Xie Huaixue misunderstood fire spiritual root sword cultivators. While her temperament was rather impatient and fiery, her body wasn’t actually on fire, needing cup after cup of hot tea poured over her to extinguish flames.
Xie Huaixue looked up at her, her gaze clear.
“…I can be,” Li Jin’an was silent for a moment. She obediently took the teacup and again heartily drank it clean. As soon as she looked up, she met five faces—two big and three small—all speechless and slightly disgusted.
Facing them, Li Jin’an’s temper wasn’t so good anymore. She carelessly rolled her eyes. “Never seen someone drink tea? So ignorant, how terrible!”
“Did you practice your sword today? Did you go to the academy? Did you gain any insights or breakthroughs? Can you now suppress all cultivators of your generation?”
“Dignified Dao Lords and Sword Lords, as supremes of the human race, respected and worshipped by the world, have you exhausted yourselves, dedicating your lives to the future of the cultivation world? If the demon race is not annihilated, how can we have peace?!”
“If not, how dare you still sit here?!” Li Jin’an slammed the table and rose, heavily slamming the table. Her tone was fierce and indignant.
Neither the masters above, nor the disciples below, nor Jingting Dao Lord, who was visiting, could escape Li Jin’an’s gaze, filled with disappointment.
…
The three young ones, Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu, were scolded until they were dizzy. Their eyes were bleary. They subconsciously looked at Xie Huaixue.
They were truly smart children, knowing who could handle their crazed Master, so they would look at her with a wronged expression.
Jingting Dao Lord and Chixin Sword Lord, however, wouldn’t stoop to asking Xie Huaixue for help. They kept sneering and staring at Li Jin’an.
“Going against the natural order!”
A disciple was disciplining her masters and elders.
“How about I abdicate and yield to a worthy person? You can be my Master instead?!” Chixin Sword Lord was trembling with rage.
Jingting Dao Lord also spread her hands. She said with a sinister smile, “If you’re truly worried about the future of the cultivation world, I can arrange for Yun Liuguang to relinquish her position as Dao Sect Young Master and let you take over. Rest assured, Yun Liuguang definitely wouldn’t dare utter a second word.”
Li Jin’an rolled her distinct black and white eyes and hesitantly said, “But I do have a second word. If I were to become your successor, I’d have to accept your merciless scrutiny, deal with the world’s criticisms—saying that the disciple is inferior to the master, that the apprentice is not like the master—and also help handle various mundane tasks, all while not letting my own cultivation fall behind. Otherwise, my virtue wouldn’t match my position.”
“Tsk tsk tsk, we sword cultivators aren’t smart, but we’re not that foolish either. It’s not some good thing; don’t even think about tricking me.”
Jingting Dao Lord was stunned for a moment. “Was being her disciple really that miserable?”
Such situations did exist, but they weren’t as severe as Li Jin’an made them sound. She just loved to exaggerate.
For heroic figures with grand ambitions, who build upon the past and forge the future, apart from themselves, the issue of succession always garnered widespread attention. If a successor couldn’t handle such a burden, failing to pass down the spirit and ideals of the heroic figure, it always left people feeling regretful, unable to help but empathetically complain about the successor.
The Dao Venerable didn’t need to worry about this issue; her successor was excellent, it was just that their ideals differed from hers.
If Jingting Dao Lord was the tyrant of the cultivation world, then the Dao Venerable was a white moonlight-like existence in the eyes of all cultivators in the cultivation world. Noble and magnanimous, simply standing there could make a crowd willingly die for her, even fearing their own blood splashing onto her.
And Yun Liuguang was unlike her Master; she had a faint resemblance to the Dao Venerable, gentle and elegant, like bathing in a spring breeze.
The world knew that this group of Dao Sect cultivators was one more scheming than the last, but their personal charm was truly outstanding. Even if one knew their sincerity was sparse, they would still blindly follow them.
Jingting Dao Lord was still in a daze. On the other side, Li Jin’an weakly said to Chixin Sword Lord, “A disciple cannot be disrespectful to their Grand-Master. You should also refrain from disrespecting your Grand-Master so much; those words sound truly unfilial.”
Her voice was weak, but her expression was mischievous.
So, no disrespect to Grand-Master, but disrespect to Master is fine, right?
Chixin Sword Lord was so enraged she couldn’t care about feeling sad anymore. She forcefully chanted Yinyue Monarch’s name—Ming Gongyu—repeatedly, and only then managed to suppress her anger. She pointed at the three young ones, who were as quiet as little chicks. “Aren’t you afraid they’ll follow suit later?”
They had perfectly copied Li Jin’an’s infuriating demeanor. When their cultivation realms rose in the future, they would surely become true rebellious disciples of the sword cultivation lineage. They were only obedient now because they couldn’t defeat Li Jin’an.
Who knew what was wrong with these sword cultivators? Their master-disciple relationships were either tense from childhood, or the disciples would start acting up once they grew older, especially after their cultivation surpassed their masters, when they would truly take liberties.
They weren’t even villainous beasts or evil disciples; they were simply unfilial.
The sword cultivators producing rebellious disciples had always been a common topic of conversation in the cultivation world. The people from Lingjing Sect had even compiled biographies for these rebellious disciples.
Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu widened their eyes, looking at their Grand-Master in surprise. If you can’t win an argument, you can’t win. Why drag them into this?!
“Are you a water ghost?”
“Who acts like a Grand-Master like that?!”
Li Jin’an shook her head nimbly, “I’m not afraid.”
Just as Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu were about to be touched, they heard her continue triumphantly:
“They can’t be as vicious as me.”
“May lightning strike!”
Qi Lingzi, Tan Yanyi, and Ling Qiu were tearfully speechless. Their hearts felt utterly dejected, not because of their Master’s frank confession, but simply feeling tired for their future selves.
Given their Master’s awe-inspiring demeanor in the demon realm, even if given another thousand years, they likely wouldn’t catch up, so they could only continue to be suppressed.
Jingting Dao Lord and Chixin Sword Lord were both speechless.
“…You’re quite proud of that.”
Li Jin’an lifted her head, not feeling ashamed but proud instead.
Jingting Dao Lord and Chixin Sword Lord truly couldn’t stand to stay any longer. They took the three young ones to worry about the future of the cultivation world.
Actually, Yun Liuguang had sent a paper crane with something to report. Jingting Dao Lord couldn’t stand being busy while others were idle, so she provoked Chixin Sword Lord and the three young ones into leaving.
Li Jin’an contentedly turned around and saw Xie Huaixue, sitting quietly in the bamboo forest, smiling faintly at her.
Light rain washed the mountain moon; white clouds rose to adorn a traveler’s robes.
Truly beautiful and refined.
How could anyone be born with such peerless grace and talent, and an extraordinary demeanor?
“Would you like some tea?”
Li Jin’an, captivated by her cultivation partner’s beauty, politely declined, taking a step back.
“Let’s get back to business.”