Spectating the Angsty Romance of the Master and Disciple from the Sect Next Door Chapter 170

Chixin Sword Lord circled around like a headless fly, finally squeezing into the immortal cave before her patience completely ran out. She darted forward like a gust of wind, bringing herself in front of Yinyue Monarch.
Before she even arrived, tears already streamed down her face.
Even the most foolish sword cultivator could see that Yinyue Monarch’s condition was extremely dire at this moment; she was on her deathbed.
Yinyue Monarch leaned against the headboard, her gaze soft and smiling as she looked at Chixin Sword Lord.
Chixin Sword Lord choked back a sob, her throat working. She didn’t step forward; instead, she stumbled back one step in disbelief.
She wanted to escape, to go crazy, to scream…
Unfortunately, Yinyue Monarch did not give her that chance.
“Little Yu’er, come here.”
Chixin Sword Lord instinctively walked towards Yinyue Monarch, kneeling by the bed to lower herself and meet Yinyue Monarch’s gaze.
“Ah Yu, Ah Yu, I…”
She couldn’t speak at all; the moment she opened her mouth, she was choked with sobs, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Yinyue Monarch, as usual, pinched her ear, her trembling fingertips gently rubbing it. “Do you still remember what I told you?”
Chixin Sword Lord couldn’t speak and could only nod frantically.
“Our little Yu’er is so good.”
Chixin Sword Lord closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face. She took Yinyue Monarch’s hand and placed it on her own face, choking back sobs repeatedly. “I’m good, can you please not abandon me?”
Yinyue Monarch’s gaze towards Chixin Sword Lord was as loving as ever, but this time, it held an undeniable resolve that she couldn’t refuse.
Sword cultivators disliked restraints the most in their lives and hated others meddling in their affairs. Yet, when it came to themselves, they couldn’t help but be full of hope, wishing to change their dao companion’s mind.
Yinyue Monarch sighed softly, “Ah Yu.”
Their reluctance to part with each other was mutual.
Chixin Sword Lord feared Yinyue Monarch leaving her, but could Yinyue Monarch truly bear to leave her?
Eight or nine out of ten things in life don’t go as planned. Cultivators who could cleave mountains and sunder seas were ultimately not truly omnipotent.
Li Jin’an, squatting like a little mushroom, scratched her face and sighed deeply, truly unable to bear watching further.
Although she wasn’t very accustomed to her master vying with her for the Monarch, comparatively, she still felt that her master and the Monarch back then had more vitality, vibrant and bright. Unlike now, a single glance was enough to plunge one into desolation.
Chixin Sword Lord wanted to calm herself down and prevent Yinyue Monarch from worrying about her further, but her tears wouldn’t stop flowing. She wanted to say some lofty words to comfort herself and Yinyue Monarch, but she couldn’t utter them.
Yinyue Monarch looked into Chixin Sword Lord’s eyes, feeling her life force draining away, and smiled brightly. “Ah Yu, I want to die in your arms.”
“…Okay.”
“And I want to hear you sing the North Wind Song.”
Chixin Sword Lord embraced Yinyue Monarch, resting her chin on her forehead, her gaze hollow, and her voice incredibly gentle. “I’ll sing for you.”
The North Wind Song was a folk tune casually hummed by the common people living in the northern lands, with no lyrics. Chixin Sword Lord happened to hear it as she passed by, and excitedly went to ‘show off’ by singing it to Yinyue Monarch.
At that time, Chixin Sword Lord had just understood her own feelings. She no longer played around or caused trouble. She spent all her time by Yinyue Monarch’s side, wishing she could give her even the wildflowers and weeds by the roadside as treasures.
Recalling it now, it felt like a dream.
Things remain, but people have changed, and everything is over; tears flow before words are spoken.
Chixin Sword Lord hummed the tune repeatedly. Suddenly, her hands and arms felt empty. She looked on in a daze.
Yinyue Monarch’s body was transforming into tiny, invisible specks of light, like fireflies, and disappearing.
Chixin Sword Lord seemed to sense something. She hastily reached out to hold onto her, but the fireflies passed through her palm and floated upwards.
“Ah—”
Li Jin’an paid no mind to her master’s unwilling, agonizing screams. She had long since retrieved the Soul Gathering Banner from her spiritual storage space and deftly darted through the air, gathering Yinyue Monarch’s scattered spiritual essence.
“Phew.”
Once all the fireflies were collected, Li Jin’an let out a huge sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, thank goodness, the Monarch wasn’t missing any pieces, or else she would have been a sinner for eternity.
Normally, when a cultivator perished, it was impossible for them to leave no corpse. However, Yinyue Monarch had first been severely wounded by the demon race, her body already on the verge of collapse. Then, she made a deal with the Heavenly Dao, her body no longer truly her own. Once she perished, her soul would scatter and her cultivation path would be dissolved, leaving nothing behind.
At this point, one would routinely curse the wretched Heavenly Dao.
Cooperation was one thing, but why impose so many restrictions on the Monarch? It was clearly malevolent.
Fortunately, Xie Huaixue and Jingting Dao Lord were well-prepared and had long foreseen this situation.
The fireflies within the Soul Gathering Banner converged, forming a human shape.
Yinyue Monarch, in her spiritual body state, blinked her eyes. She instinctively looked at the grief-stricken Chixin Sword Lord, then saw the grinning Li Jin’an opposite her, and instantly understood. “We succeeded?”
Li Jin’an grinned at Yinyue Monarch with a bright smile. “Yes! We succeeded!”
“Yinyue Monarch, we’re going home!”
“You can ask my master to sing the North Wind Song again, and tell the Dao Lord about embracing death to find new life.” Li Jin’an reviewed them one by one, not even sparing her own dao companion. “Oh, and Xie Huaixue, you can really talk to her. I’ve never seen anyone with a more awkward personality than her. She needs severe criticism.”
Yinyue Monarch couldn’t help but laugh. “Little mischievous imp.”
Li Jin’an was a little unconvinced, muttering, “That’s also something I learned from you, even though you don’t have this memory.”
“At Three Realms Mountain, did that Yinyue Monarch bully our Jin’an?”
Listening to Yinyue Monarch’s warm, smiling voice, Li Jin’an’s eyes unexpectedly welled up. Fortunately, she was in a spiritual body state, or else she would have burst into tears in front of the Monarch.
Her emotions were too complex, so much so that Li Jin’an even forgot to be shocked at how Yinyue Monarch’s foresight was more mystical than any fortune-teller on the street. She’d start a topic, and the Monarch would restore the rest of the events. She wondered if eight hundred schemes would be enough.
“Then she was truly naughty. How about Monarch apologizes to Jin’an on her behalf?”
Li Jin’an fidgeted, wanting to act spoiled but feeling a little embarrassed. However, on second thought, if not now, then when? After returning to the present world, even if she set aside her pride to act spoiled, she might not even be able to squeeze next to the Monarch.
“As long as you can return, nothing is bad.”
Yinyue Monarch looked at the child she hadn’t seen in a long time with gentle eyes. “You’ve worked hard, Jin’an.”
“Being able to see you again makes everything worthwhile.” Li Jin’an’s smile was radiant, her gaze sincere, filled with pure joy. “Even though I’ve said it once already, I’ll say it again—Monarch, welcome home.”
Yinyue Monarch also smiled along. Her gaze shifted, and she saw Chixin Sword Lord, who had lost her beloved and was still crying, clutching her head. Her smile faded, and she gazed at her for a long time.
Perhaps at this moment, Yinyue Monarch genuinely regretted her own cruelty.
Li Jin’an, who had taken out the sub-formation plate of the Reversal Array, followed her gaze, but the next second, she immediately withdrew her sight as if her eyes had been scalded.
It was practically ‘see no evil.’
Chixin Sword Lord was utterly distraught, crying hysterically, with snot and tears streaming down her face. Her clothes were wrinkled, her hair messy, looking like a savage whose tribe had been washed away by a storm, losing their home, sad and bewildered, utterly devoid of image.
Her master’s embarrassment could be seen anytime, no need to miss out on this one.
“First off, I’m really not mocking my master.” Li Jin’an thought for a second before continuing, “Once the array activates, you and my master will meet again. If you think of it that way, won’t it be less sad when you see her?”
Yinyue Monarch withdrew her gaze and nodded with a smile. “Jin’an is right. Everything is for a better reunion.”
Li Jin’an broke into a silly grin, her smile utterly lacking in grace and completely unguarded.
Besides Yinyue Monarch, who else would praise her unconditionally and stand by her side like this!
Not even Xie Huaixue. While Xie Huaixue would indeed stand by her unconditionally, she didn’t use as many words of praise as the Monarch, and she would even intentionally tease her.
Li Jin’an excitedly took out the Spiritual Body Butterfly and placed it on the array, cheering, “Time to go home!”
The two spiritual bodies finally embarked on their journey home.
…
When Yinyue Monarch’s spiritual body emerged within the array, everyone anxiously waiting on Qingxiao Peak rushed over, surrounding Yinyue Monarch, shouting all sorts of things.
“Ah Yu.” Chixin Sword Lord gazed dazedly at the figure in the array, feeling a bit of apprehension upon nearing home, hesitant to step forward, fearing it was all a dream.
She was so afraid that when she woke up, the person would be gone.
“Gong Yu!”
This was Xie Wushen and Liu Xinshu, a couple too excited to contain themselves.
“Yinyue Monarch.”
The most formal address, naturally, came from Jingting Dao Lord.
Everyone gazed eagerly at Yinyue Monarch.
Fortunately, Yinyue Monarch only had one given name and one daoist title, otherwise, these people would have too many ways to address her.
Just as Li Jin’an was about to cross her arms in dissatisfaction, Xie Huaixue walked over and took her hand, interlacing their fingers. She tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with laughter, looking at her with a smile.
“Why aren’t you going to the Monarch?” Li Jin’an puffed out her cheeks and asked curiously.
Of course, she couldn’t possibly be angry with the Monarch. What angered her was how these people treated her differently. They didn’t even bother to ask if she was tired or thirsty, not even making a show of it, or sparing a moment to humor her?
Truly, morals were declining, and people’s hearts were no longer what they used to be.
“I miss you very much too.” Xie Huaixue said with a light chuckle, “Master and I have plenty of time ahead of us to talk, so there’s no rush for now. In comparison, you need me more.”
Li Jin’an’s anger came and went quickly. She didn’t deny Xie Huaixue’s statement that she needed her more, and huffed lightly, “That’s more like it.”
“Wait for me for a moment.”
Under Xie Huaixue’s initially puzzled and then understanding gaze, Li Jin’an forcefully pushed her way into the crowd with her Great Ascension cultivation. She shouted loudly, “What are you all doing?! Don’t you know important matters come first? Is it true that you’ll have nothing to say once the Monarch has a body, so you have to blurt it all out now?”
After speaking, she turned around refreshed and went to find Xie Huaixue, proudly tilting her head.
Xie Huaixue lowered her gaze and smiled faintly.
What a joke! Unless in extremely rare circumstances, otherwise, Jijin Sword Sovereign was not one to swallow her anger. She would definitely get revenge on the spot.
The group of people were stunned by her fierce outburst. Xie Wushen was the first to react. “Yes, yes, Gong Yu’s body is important! The Sect Master’s craftsmanship is excellent. The new body molded from the Twelve-petal Lotus Pedestal is quite good to use, not particularly resistant.”
Jingting Dao Lord’s lips twitched. They were clearly good words, but why did they sound so strange?
However, Li Jin’an was right; forging a new body and integrating Yinyue Monarch’s spiritual body was the proper business.
Naturally, the Dao Sect would not resort to soul possession like evil cultivators, who were utterly devoid of conscience. They disdained such methods.
If they were to use something, they would use the best, which would also reduce the rejection between the spiritual body and the physical body. Jingting Dao Lord happened to have exactly three Twelve-petal Lotus Pedestals, which merchants couldn’t cultivate, and she used them all at once.
A few days later.
Li Jin’an was ready to depart immediately to completely eradicate the antagonist protagonists and the damned Heavenly Tome.
Xie Huaixue, still worried, reminded her, “You must remember what I told you.”
“Heard it, heard it, heard it with both ears.” Li Jin’an carelessly responded, then flashed a mischievous grin, ready to do something bad.
The next instant, she loudly kissed Xie Huaixue on the cheek in front of everyone, then with lightning speed, she jumped into the array and disappeared without a trace.
She had wanted to do this for a long time.
Running away after doing something naughty is truly exciting!
Because these past few days, her dao companion hadn’t truly been hers; there was no time for private moments.
Xie Wushen and Liu Xinshu seized the time to bond with Xie Huaixue, Chixin Sword Lord and Jingting Dao Lord clung to Yinyue Monarch, and Yinyue Monarch then went to find Xie Huaixue…
Li Jin’an had a flash of inspiration amidst her gritted teeth, coming up with this brilliant idea.
Hehehehehe!