Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 150

The moment Wu Zhaoxing led the Demon Lords and Demon Commanders to Three Realms Mountain in person, the scale of this great battle had already fully escalated.
The normal process of a great battle was soldier against soldier, general against general, king against king. In the early stages, both sides’ high-end combat power would only observe and not participate; once they entered the fray, it meant the war was nearing its end.
Not only did Wu Zhaoxing bring out high-end combat power the demon tribe had never displayed before, she also deployed millions of troops, emptying the demon tribe’s entire treasury, as if to achieve success in one fell swoop.
However, it was clear that this great battle was abnormal from beginning to end. It suddenly broke out, and the situation suddenly escalated. Seemingly, the demon tribe controlled the process, but in reality, the initiative lay with the cultivation world.
When Xie Huaixue killed the previous Demon Lord hundreds of years ago, the demon tribe’s losses were only a million demon soldiers. If it happened again, even if not crippled, they would be gravely weakened and likely wouldn’t recover for a thousand years.
Dao Sect, Qingxiao Peak.
Jingting Dao Lord, who had dumped everything on Yun Liuguang, came running over again. She pointed towards Three Realms Mountain, then pointed at Li Jin’an. “It’s coming for you.”
“Why isn’t it coming for Xie Huaixue? Are they looking down on our Qingxiao Immortal Venerable?” Li Jin’an asked unhappily.
Like most sword cultivators, Li Jin’an’s focus was always so peculiar, unlike anyone else’s. She was genuinely crying injustice for her own Dao companion.
Anyway, she felt her logic was sound. Compared to being favorably remembered by enemies, she felt more comfortable and at ease being hated and disliked by enemies.
As a good Dao companion, she would absolutely not allow Xie Huaixue to miss out on such high-level treatment.
Xie Huaixue lowered her eyelids, picked up her teacup, blocking her subtly rising lips.
“Is this a good thing…? Never mind.” Jingting Dao Lord took a deep breath. Why was she arguing with a sword cultivator? She said succinctly, “Because you have something none of us have.”
Clever people were like this; they always spoke subtly.
But this approach clearly didn’t work on everyone.
“Undying love for my Dao companion?” Li Jin’an said profoundly, proudly lifting her chin.
So even Wu Zhaoxing knew about her deep love for Xie Huaixue. Not bad, not bad. She would continue to work hard, striving to directly infuriate the last villain to death without resorting to force.
Xie Huaixue’s teacup, which she had just put down, was raised again.
Chixin Sword Lord, who didn’t understand but was listening attentively, couldn’t help but interject, “I have that! I also have undying love for Yinyue!”
She had nothing, knew nothing, but she believed she held a pure and sincere love for Yinyue Monarch. How could such a thing only exist between Li Jin’an and Xie Huaixue? She clearly had it too!
“Among us, only Jingting doesn’t have it.” Chixin Sword Lord said proudly.
Jingting Dao Lord closed her eyes weakly, unwilling to face this cruel world.
If she had committed too many evils and accumulated too much killing karma, please let the Heavenly Dao strike her down with heavenly lightning, instead of letting two foolish sword cultivators torment her!
Chixin Sword Lord pounded the table in dissatisfaction. “What’s that expression? Don’t you believe I also have undying love for Yinyue?”
“…Alright, alright, I believe you, I believe you, I truly believe you.” Jingting Dao Lord waved her hand with immense weariness, telling her to stop talking.
The biggest bane of the black-bellied Dao Sect disciples were these stubborn sword cultivators!
Why did Yinyue Monarch and Xie Huaixue get to enjoy the benefits of having sword cultivator Dao companions, while all the downsides fell upon her?
“Isn’t that what you were talking about?” Li Jin’an was genuinely puzzled, not intentionally trying to annoy Jingting Dao Lord. She pondered for a moment, thinking Jingting Dao Lord was complimenting her in a roundabout way. She smiled demurely, “Then it must be my noble character and tenacious will, as well as my achievements in the way of the sword…”
Xie Huaixue lowered her eyelids, concealing the spreading amusement in her eyes.
“You shut up!” Jingting Dao Lord pounded the table, unable to hold back any longer.
Li Jin’an and Chixin Sword Lord exchanged glances, then began pounding the table in unison in protest, even rhythmically, like an impassioned folk tune, a battle song.
The next moment, Jingting Dao Lord’s figure vanished from the spot.
Li Jin’an and Chixin Sword Lord looked at each other again, bewildered, both seeing confusion in the other’s eyes.
“What’s wrong with that old senior? She doesn’t finish her sentences and is so jumpy.”
“You ask me, how would I know!”
“She’s joined you and Yinyue Monarch now, you’ve known her for thousands of years, and you don’t know?” Li Jin’an touched a raw nerve.
The ship of friendship sank quickly, without even a pretense of courtesy.
Chixin Sword Lord flatly refused, “Don’t know her, not familiar with her, don’t try to link us.”
Jingting Dao Lord, who had just composed herself and returned: “…”
She let out two grim laughs and forcibly dragged Chixin Sword Lord away, giving Li Jin’an a meaningful look before leaving.
Jade must be carved to become a vessel; sword cultivators must be beaten to know their place.
These chattering sword cultivators should be thoroughly disciplined!
Li Jin’an snatched the teacup from Xie Huaixue’s hand, gracefully sat down, taking sips of tea, and stealthily glanced around, then whispered, “These old seniors are just too temperamental. We mustn’t learn from them.”
“Alright, we won’t learn from them,” Xie Huaixue said, her tone light.
Li Jin’an nodded. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jingting Dao Lord and Chixin Sword Lord return, one after the other, as if nothing had happened, so she didn’t speak ill of them, playing the part of an honest person.
She beat her master, but she can’t beat her!
Li Jin’an, still uneasy, moved closer to Xie Huaixue. She had a Mahayana stage Dao companion protecting her; she wasn’t afraid.
Xie Huaixue gently patted Li Jin’an’s hand, her meaning clear, offering protection.
“…” Jingting Dao Lord resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said in a prim voice, “Although it’s not a good thing, it absolutely must not fall into Wu Zhaoxing’s hands. I’ve said all I can say.”
Li Jin’an suddenly understood, her gaze flickering for a moment.
She immediately thought of what it was, but because Jingting Dao Lord had said “not a good thing,” she instinctively applied it to herself, thinking Jingting Dao Lord was talking about her…
She needed to change this bad habit.
“Oh, you mean that…” Li Jin’an looked into her spiritual sea and scoffed, “I understand.”
What else could it be but the uninvited Heavenly Tome?
If the source of disaster fell into the villains’ hands, it would only amplify their power, making them even more disgusting and troublesome.
Just eradicate them all.
“Which one? What in the world are you talking about!” Chixin Sword Lord, who knew nothing, anxiously asked.
But no one among the three paid her any mind. The air instantly grew quiet, an unsettling silence settling in.
Li Jin’an naturally wouldn’t make things difficult for Xie Huaixue, so she chose to make things difficult for Jingting Dao Lord instead. “Dao Lord, you know a lot; you tell her.”
Yinyue Monarch must have said something to Jingting Dao Lord before her demise, entrusting her with both a child and a heavy responsibility.
Jingting Dao Lord lost her patience and rolled her eyes in exasperation. With a single sentence, she made Chixin Sword Lord stop making a fuss: “Yinyue didn’t want me to tell you. If you insist on disobeying her, then I have no objection, I can tell you. It’s up to you to choose.”
Chixin Sword Lord’s expression flickered, changing several times, before she finally gritted her teeth. “Don’t tell me!”
“You said it yourself, don’t get all red-faced and blame me later.” Jingting Dao Lord was also quite skilled at passive aggression. She chuckled disdainfully, implying, “An injustice has its source, a debt has its master. Don’t you sword cultivators love to settle scores straightforwardly? Don’t pick the wrong enemy; that would be a pity. I’d feel sorry for you.”
Li Jin’an leaned quietly against Xie Huaixue, appearing proper, but her eyes darted about.
Xie Huaixue silently handed a teacup to Li Jin’an.
Li Jin’an’s full attention was on the two elders in confrontation; she didn’t notice what Xie Huaixue gave her and subconsciously brought it to her lips.
“Hiss… Good tea.” Li Jin’an smacked her lips, secretly glancing at Xie Huaixue, who had done something mischievous and pretended not to know.
She naturally wouldn’t be scalded by hot tea, but because her attention was elsewhere, she instinctively gasped.
Xie Huaixue took out a handkerchief and wiped Li Jin’an’s mouth, saying gently, “Drink slowly.”
Li Jin’an finally understood how others felt when she turned the tables on them. She couldn’t even get angry; no matter how mischievous, it was still her own Dao companion.
With no other choice, she indignantly pulled Xie Huaixue’s handkerchief away and stuffed it into her sleeve.
Chixin Sword Lord recovered, no longer glaring at Jingting Dao Lord. She gave Li Jin’an a sharp look. “Can’t you see your master is thirsty? Pour tea!”
Li Jin’an was about to protest, but seeing Chixin Sword Lord’s sullen gaze, she pouted. She pulled out a clean wine bowl, poured all the hot tea from the pot into it, and pushed it towards Chixin Sword Lord.
“Sword cultivators should drink tea from big bowls! Our family is rich and prosperous; there’s no need to be stingy!”
Just let her master be the water buffalo.
Chixin Sword Lord wanted to throw the big bowl and the hot tea at Li Jin’an’s head even more. Their precarious master-disciple relationship prevented her from doing so. Instead, she picked up the big bowl, guzzled the tea, and wiped her mouth heroically with her sleeve.
“Why are you looking at me? Discuss your own matters.”
“Knowing it’s coming for you, are you still going to Three Realms Mountain?” Jingting Dao Lord withdrew her gaze from Chixin Sword Lord and asked Li Jin’an.
“Yes,” Li Jin’an said without hesitation.
“As long as Wu Zhaoxing shows herself, even if it’s a trap, I must go. Otherwise, who can kill her?”
“However…”
Xie Huaixue and Jingting Dao Lord knew about the Heavenly Tome. Their destinies were entangled, and they were maximally constrained, unable to act against the villain protagonists.
Chixin Sword Lord could act, but Wu Zhaoxing was the Heavenly Tome’s protagonist, blessed with karmic luck. If they fought, Chixin Sword Lord would surely not win.
Even if a sword was at Wu Zhaoxing’s neck, perhaps the next second Wu Zhaoxing would turn the danger into safety.
Since they couldn’t completely deplete Wu Zhaoxing’s karmic luck last time, they would just do it again. As Jijin Sword Sovereign, she had plenty of strength and means.
“However what?” Jingting Dao Lord interjected.
Li Jin’an smiled slyly. “However, when to go into battle, I’ll be the one to decide.”
Jijin Sword Sovereign’s battle rhythm was always in her own hands; she wouldn’t be led by the enemy.
“I remember the Dao Sect hasn’t yet announced to the world that Qingxiao Immortal Venerable’s third disciple, Ning Zhufeng, has been expelled, right?”
“Correct.”
After Wu Zhaoxing went mad and self-destructed, the seven great immortal sects, apart from the Dao Sect and Sword Sect, did indeed inquire about what happened. But Jingting Dao Lord was too lazy to waste words on them and ignored them, making no public explanation.
When had the Dao Sect’s actions ever been subject to outside criticism?
“No need to expel her,” Li Jin’an leaned back in her chair, raising an eyebrow, and looked at Xie Huaixue.
Xie Huaixue understood her meaning, shook her head with a soft laugh, then said seriously, “My third disciple is Ning Zhufeng, the youngest daughter of the Ning family in Immortal Sealing Domain, and she has no relation to Wu Zhaoxing.”
That pitiful and innocent human girl had greatly admired Qingxiao Immortal Venerable, hoping to become Xie Huaixue’s disciple.
If that was the case, why not fulfill her wish?
Li Jin’an laughed joyfully. “My wife understands me!”