Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 166

No, they were smashed down.
With a thunderous crash.
Thump! They landed.
Descending furiously from the sky, they slammed onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust that enveloped the red-clad figure.
Unfortunately, all the combatants present, whether cultivators or demons, were above the Void Refinement stage. Their eyesight was naturally exceptional; calling it ‘exceptionally keen’ would be an understatement.
So they could easily see that the red-clad person, obscured by dust, must have twisted their ankle the moment they hit the ground. Their body swayed violently, then they grimaced in pain for an instant, before quickly composing themselves and putting on a serious expression. They quietly lifted their head, straightened their posture, exuding an imposing aura, even adjusting their expression and swiftly setting their hairband straight…
The red-clad figure seemed quite pleased with their appearance. Only then did they place a hand on the hilt of the sword at their waist, slightly raising an eyebrow. Their phoenix eyes fixed steadily on the warring factions.
Soon, the dust dispersed, revealing a stunningly beautiful, perfectly proportioned, yet sharp and formidable face, with eyes as keen as a newly sharpened divine weapon.
Their aura was powerful, sharp, and undisguised; one could even say it was overbearing.
The moment she appeared, her aura and pressure mercilessly and completely overwhelmed both the cultivators and the demons.
The newcomer was definitely above the Unity stage!
But when had the cultivation world produced such a naturally blessed, unrestrained, bold, and high-cultivation figure?
Surely, it couldn’t be that hundreds of years had passed outside while they were besieged by demons on Three Realms Mountain. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be unable to recognize even the strongest cultivator in the cultivation world.
Actually, Li Jin’an had something to say about this. She didn’t want to come in and immediately overwhelm Yinyue Monarch and Xie Huaixue’s parents. It was all that damned Heavenly Dao’s fault!
Who uses a catapult to launch someone when reversing time?!
What, was the Heavenly Dao planning a siege?
The besieged cultivators and demons were bewildered and uncertain, and Li Jin’an, who had been launched like a rock, didn’t feel much better. She was a Mahayana stage cultivator, not Tribulation Transcendence or an immortal. Driven by violent spatial forces, her sudden landing gave her a strong push-back sensation…
It felt as if the weight of the entire Lancang Continent was pressing down on her, leaving her breathless.
That was why Li Jin’an stumbled clumsily, her aura chaotic for a moment. She lost control, and her aura burst forth, directly freezing everyone in place.
Excellent. The situation, which was a fierce battle between two sides, suddenly became a free-for-all for the third party.
This wasn’t the entrance she had planned with Xie Huaixue!
What did this have to do with being elegant, calm, and approachable?!
It was hard to say if the Heavenly Dao was deliberately retaliating, making her efforts to gain favor with Yinyue Monarch and Xie Huaixue’s parents unnecessarily difficult.
That dog-like thing, is it unhappy that I abducted Xie Huaixue?!
Too bad if it is. Xie Huaixue is mine!
Ming Gongyu looked suspiciously at the uninvited guest, noticing that she was turning her head to stare intently in a certain direction.
The red-clad figure was looking at Xie Wushen’s belly with an extremely surprised and strange gaze…
Ming Gongyu subtly relaxed her expression. She already had suspicions about the demons who had suddenly appeared and were determined to kill the three of them. Now, this red-clad figure had joined the battle with an even more forceful attitude, her first action not being to fight and eliminate the threat, but to look at Xie Wushen’s belly. She thought there must be a very interesting connection there.
Li Jin’an was looking at her unborn Dao companion, finding it quite novel.
She and Xie Huaixue had grown up together since childhood. Setting aside their past conflicts and chaos, one could shamelessly call them childhood sweethearts. Thus, she had seen Xie Huaixue at every stage of her life, even as a cooing baby. Their destinies were completely intertwined, impossible to separate.
But!
Li Jin’an had truly never seen Xie Huaixue while still in her mother’s womb. So her first reaction was to pull out an image recording stone and aggressively take a picture of the bewildered Xie Wushen.
Although she could extract her own memories to show Xie Huaixue, pulling out the image recording stone was a completely subconscious action, done without thinking.
Liu Xinshu, half-dead and still spitting blood from being beaten, saw this scene. Using his remaining half-life, he suddenly teleported in front of Xie Wushen, shielding her and blocking Li Jin’an’s gaze.
He naturally saw that Li Jin’an held an image recording stone. But Li Jin’an’s entrance had been so shocking. Even though she showed no trace of demonic energy, it was hard to relax. Who knew if she was friend or foe?
Li Jin’an gave an awkward laugh, then sharply turned to Yinyue Monarch, defending herself seriously, “This bad habit of mine was taught to me by Tan Yu, that Chixin fellow, through her words and actions. The blame lies squarely with her; you can teach her a lesson more often in the future, lest she keep corrupting young children!”
She was over a thousand years old now, certainly not a child. But the Li Jin’an of the true timeline hadn’t been born yet or abandoned in the mass grave, so calling her a ‘young child’ isn’t entirely inappropriate.
“Once I deal with these troublesome demons, I’ll chat and catch up with you all.” Li Jin’an finally turned her gaze to the demons opposite them. She hadn’t expected to get to kill her enemies again.
In the last great battle, she had gone excitedly and returned in a daze. The person who contributed the most and played the decisive role wasn’t her; at best, she had kicked open the Heavenly Demon race’s door and acted as bait to lure out nine Heavenly Demons.
But this time, no one would compete with her to kill demons. She could fight to her heart’s content!
Yinyue Monarch seemed lost in thought. For smart people, everything is understood without words.
Liu Xinshu was utterly confused. What did this have to do with Chixin Sword Lord from the neighboring Sword Sect?
Xie Wushen also couldn’t understand, but she was slightly better than her husband in that she would hand over her brain and let the strategist among the three ponder the problem. She just waited to reap the benefits.
She poked Ming Gongyu’s back and whispered, “Do you know this Daoist friend?”
“You will in the future,” Ming Gongyu said concisely.
“I don’t understand.” Xie Wushen looked at her piteously, clinging relentlessly to Ming Gongyu’s blood-stained clothes and acting spoiled.
Liu Xinshu, on cue with his wife, also squatted by Xie Wushen’s feet and looked at Ming Gongyu.
Ming Gongyu patted Xie Wushen’s head, smiling without speaking.
If things truly were as she suspected, given her two close friends’ emphasis on their unborn daughter, they would likely be heartbroken.
Li Jin’an, with her back to them, was grimacing and making distorted expressions while swinging her sword amidst the demons’ fearful gazes. Yinyue Monarch and Jingting Dao Lord never said Xie Huaixue’s parents were like this!
So, the only two cultivators in the Dao Sect with no cunning died on Three Realms Mountain, leaving behind a bunch of people with minds like a beehive?
…Well, it makes sense.
With the way they were, as long as the Heavenly Demon race existed, they could find their weaknesses and precisely plan to kill them. Besides guarding against Yinyue Monarch, it wouldn’t take much effort.
Unlike the sword cultivators, who disliked using their brains, acted on intuition, and preferred to charge headfirst, these two had seemingly grafted their brains elsewhere, relying entirely on Yinyue Monarch, agreeing to whatever she said.
Thankfully, the Heavenly Demon race’s ultimate goal was Xie Huaixue. Once she was born, the Heavenly Demon race would probably have no time for these two… sweet and naive ones.
Li Jin’an suddenly remembered a phrase that had appeared occasionally in the Heavenly Tome. The original text said Lan Ci looked gentle and affectionate, radiant and virtuous, but she wasn’t sweet and naive. Li Jin’an felt this phrase perfectly suited Xie Huaixue’s parents!
Who, at the brink of life and death, wouldn’t immediately treat their blood-soaked wounds, but instead so casually act spoiled with a friend?!
Li Jin’an felt that people even more outrageous than her had appeared. She also felt a deep worry: her master, Yinyue Monarch, and her and Xie Huaixue’s peaceful, affectionate life would probably be shattered.
Based on her intuition about similar individuals, she could tell at a glance that these two were clingy. They would definitely cling to Yinyue Monarch, their close friend, and Xie Huaixue, their daughter!
The future looked bleak!
Li Jin’an’s sword arm suddenly filled with power. Her sword aura was formidable, effortlessly wiping out all high-level demons on Wugui Mountain. Whether they were Void Refinement, Unity, or even Mahayana, none could last a hundred moves against her.
She could fight above her cultivation level even in the Unity stage, suppressing Mahayana stage cultivator Wu Zhaoxing. How much more so now?
Xie Wushen stopped clinging to Ming Gongyu and instead looked at Li Jin’an with immense admiration as she slaughtered in all directions, clearing out with great force. These demons who had come to Wugui Mountain to scheme had tried to gain an advantage but suffered a greater loss, turning it into their own burial ground.
Only after seeing Li Jin’an draw her sword did Ming Gongyu’s worries and suspicions completely vanish—the red-clad person, suspected to be Tan Yu’s future disciple, was indeed from the Sword Sect’s direct lineage.
Anything could be faked, but this exquisite sword art, full of Tan Yu’s unique style, and the fighting style that infuriated enemies, could not be.
She believed that group of troublesome sword cultivators would never devise such a complex scheme to trap her, Xie Wushen, and Liu Xinshu.
Li Jin’an put away her Blazing Radiance Sword, clapped her hands lightly, and turned around to see three pairs of eyes filled with kindness and curiosity. She thought for a moment, then neatly performed a junior’s salute towards the three, “Jin’an greets the elders.”
If the people here were Chixin Sword Lord and Jingting Dao Lord, with Li Jin’an’s wicked sense of humor, she would definitely trick them, saying she came from the past and was entrusted by their elders to deliver a message… Regardless of whether they’d believe it, she’d be happy just saying it.
But there was nothing she could do; none of the three opposite her were people she could trick.
“Huh??” Xie Wushen and Liu Xinshu, true to their Dao companion status, showed identical expressions of confusion, then simultaneously looked at their true strategist—Ming Gongyu.
Ming Gongyu was speechless for a moment before clearing her throat and suppressing a smile, “Wushen, aren’t you about to give birth?”
Xie Wushen didn’t know how the topic had jumped to this, but she knew Ming Gongyu would never speak nonsense, so she nodded dazedly, “Yes.”
“Well, your daughter’s future Dao companion has come to save us.”
Li Jin’an furtively glanced at Ming Gongyu. The current Yinyue Monarch was a little different from the Yinyue Monarch hundreds of years later; this one was more mischievous.
Xie Wushen responded by raising a hand to touch her belly. As if responding to Ming Gongyu’s words, the child in her belly also timely extended a hand, touching Xie Wushen’s hand.
“Ah? Gongyu, Liu Xinshu, Huaixue moved!!”
The child’s name had been decided early, but little Huaixue, still in her mother’s womb, was already showing her future coldness, completely ignoring her parents who were singing and dancing outside.
Not to mention the child’s own master and father, even Li Jin’an leaned in, eager to high-five little Huaixue and make a vow.
After the high-five, little Huaixue would be promised to little Jin’an.
“You’re our savior, of course you can touch.” Xie Wushen’s expression paused. She finally snapped back from her precious daughter deigning to move, just barely reacting, “Wait, what do you mean ‘Huaixue’s future Dao companion’?”