Chapter 44: Sect Trial "Master, I finally found you...

"Master, I finally found you. Three days from now, all disciples from all the major sects will enter the secret realm for trial..."

Nan Liujing frowned: "Didn't Elder Chen take care of all the sect affairs in the past?"

The disciple hurriedly said, "Elder Chen caught a cold yesterday and went into seclusion. He sent me to find you to take charge."

Nan Liujing's face sank. "Having caught a cold, a semi-saint, he's in seclusion!" What a ridiculous excuse! Well, this trial might just be the perfect opportunity to find out the truth.

Returning to the Guanhe Sword Sect, Nan Liujing barged directly into Elder Chen's retreat. Chen Feng was enjoying his wine and snacks with gusto. "Didn't Elder Chen catch a cold? He seems to be in good spirits!"

Chen Feng didn't expect Nan Liujing to come so suddenly, so he pretended to have a headache. "Oh my! My head hurts so badly. I can't take it anymore. It hurts just looking at the words."

Nan Liujing frowned, "Alright, stop the show. Send a notice to all the major sects. I will preside over this secret realm trial. Also, no matter what method you use, you must request Li Youyang of the Yunshan Sect to be present."

Chen Feng's eyes lit up with joy. "Nan Liujing, you've finally made it. It's worth it for me, your uncle, to have managed the Guanhe Sword Sect in perfect order for you all these years. Don't worry, I promise to do what I asked of you."

Nan Liujing's face darkened and he turned and left.

As Chen Feng cleared away the food and drinks, he muttered, "Every sect will have an elder or sect leader lead them to the Secret Realm Trial, but which one is the specific leader is their own business. Wanting Li Youyang... Wait, Li Youyang? That can't be such a coincidence, right? Looks like the Yunshan Sect will have to go there themselves."

Things went much more smoothly than Chen Feng had imagined. He even found a good person and thought that if he failed, he would beat down the other elders and sect leaders in Yunshan Sect! Unexpectedly, Luo Yinzhu was very cooperative and directly promised to let Li Youyang go.

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Three days later, all the major sects gathered together and sat down in order of ranking. Nan Liujing, dressed in a purple robe, sat in the main seat.

Returning to Guanhe Sword Sect, Li Youyang couldn't help but feel a little emotional. A hundred years had passed, and there were no major changes in the sect, just as before.

"This Nan Sect Master has finally come out to manage things. I heard that after the death of Youyang Divine Lord, he has been guarding the coffin and has not come out. His feelings for Youyang Divine Lord are really deep."

"That's because Lord Youyang was incredibly kind to this disciple back then. What a pity! If Lord Youyang were still alive, perhaps these two would have become Taoist couples. After all, without love, what master would be so devoted to their disciple, and what disciple would be so devoted to guarding the coffin?"

"How dare you say that? If Sect Master Nan hears it, you'll be in trouble."

Nangong Liuchu rolled his eyes and was about to argue with them, but Li Youyang stopped him: "Don't pay attention to it."

Nangong Liuchu let out an "oh", and the next moment the chairs of the two men suddenly broke into pieces, and both of them fell down in pain.

Nangong Liuchu was slightly stunned. If you say that the wood has been in disrepair for a long time, it would be fine, but this is made of stone!

While they were stunned, the broken stones actually fell on the heads of the two men, and they cried out in pain. At this moment, if Nangong Liuchu still believed that this was an accident, he would be a complete fool.

Nangong Liuchu looked down in the direction of Beiliyuan, who had just retracted his sword without leaving a trace. Nangong Liuchu frowned. It seemed that he was the only one who was so honest. When his master told him not to care, he really didn't care.

Next time he learned it and would never argue if he could just take action.

Seeing that all the sect members had gathered, Nan Liujing stood up and said, "My fellow Daoists, you have come from far away and must be tired on the journey. The secret realm will be opened tomorrow. A disciple will lead you to the guest rooms to rest later. We will gather here at the same time tomorrow to transfer the disciples of each sect into the secret realm."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Nangong Liuchu, Beiliyuan, Lie Wushuang and other disciples of Yunshan Sect were arranged in ordinary guest rooms, while Luo Yinzhu and Li Youyang were arranged in superior guest rooms.

As soon as Li Youyang entered the room, Chen Feng came to greet him, his face full of guilt. "Elder Li, I'm so sorry. I made a mistake. This room has been booked for an elder from another sect. Could you please help me change rooms?"

It was just a matter of changing rooms, and Li Youyang agreed without even thinking about it.

Chen Feng curled his lips and led Li Youyang into the main hall. At this moment, Li Youyang finally understood what Nan Liujing meant: "Elder Chen, this is the main hall of Guanhe Sword Sect. Is it inappropriate for me to live here?"

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes. He had never introduced himself from the beginning to the end. He was just wondering why that brat Nan Liujing suddenly showed up. It turned out that he had found someone. He smiled and said, "There are too many sects coming this time. We really don't have any guest rooms. I hope Elder Li will be inconvenienced."

Li Youyang frowned. Since the other party had said so, he certainly could not refuse. He could only bite the bullet and go with Chen Feng to his former residence.

"If Elder Li needs anything, just call me. I'll be staying in the room next to yours."

Li Youyang hummed.

After Chen Feng left, Li Youyang sighed silently. He thought he had concealed it well last time, but seeing this, Nan Liujing recognized him after all. Revisiting the old place, he felt calmer than he had imagined.

Li Youyang walked to the bookshelf, picked up a notebook, flipped through a few pages casually, and when he put it back, the books on it may have slipped down because they were not placed properly.

Li Youyang picked it up and tried to put it back, but he found that Cheng Yanjun was a head shorter than him. He tried several times but couldn't reach it. Just as he was about to get a stool, a hand suddenly grasped the book. Nan Liujing's voice came to his ears: "Let me do it."

Li Youyang loosened his grip. Nan Liujing put the books back and said gently, "I know Master doesn't like others touching his belongings, so I've taken care of them myself over the years. The furnishings are the same as they were a hundred years ago, and they haven't been changed."

Li Youyang hummed: "It seems that Sect Master Nan values ​​​​the master very much, so it is even more inappropriate for me to live here..."

Nan Liujing said softly, "It's okay."

That day, although Bei Liyuan deliberately blocked his sight, he still saw Li Youyang looking back. When he took the book just now, he had already used his spiritual sense to confirm that Li Youyang was the person he was looking for.

Nan Liujing said softly, "What book do you want to read, Elder Li? I'll get it for you."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but take a step closer. Li Youyang took a step back and bumped into the bookshelf. Nan Liujing hurriedly raised his hand to protect Li Youyang's head, almost holding Li Youyang in his arms, and there was an unmeltable tenderness in his eyes when he looked at him.

Li Youyang frowned slightly and reminded: "Master Nan, can you please make way?"

Nan Liujing seemed not to hear anything and stared at Li Youyang blankly, his gentle eyes tinged with warmth.

Li Youyang reminded him again, and Nan Liujing finally came to his senses and took a step back: "Sorry."

Li Youyang: "No problem."

Nan Liujing added: "I personally made sweet and sour fish and stewed beef brisket with potatoes..."

Li Youyang interrupted: "Although I haven't established my foundation yet, I can still practice fasting for a few days. Sect Master Nan doesn't need to worry."

Nan Liujing silently clenched his fist: "Elder Li..."

Li Youyang said coldly, "Sect Master Nan, I'm a little tired from the journey."

Nan Liujing hummed: "Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll come find you again after dinner."

After Nan Liujing left, Li Youyang sat at the table in annoyance. Judging from his appearance, he must have recognized him.

I was feeling upset when my stomach growled, which made me even more upset. This body is so disappointing.

"Master."

Bei Liyuan walked in with food in his hand: "This is a new dish created by my disciple. Would you like to try it and see if it suits your taste?"

Li Youyang was slightly startled: "When did you do it?"

Bei Liyuan said softly, "I made it last night and used magic to keep it warm."

Li Youyang took a sip and his eyes lit up: "Not bad. By the way, how did you know I live here?"

Bei Liyuan curled his lips. "Because last time I came back, I signed a death contract with my master while he was asleep." But he said, "I asked someone."

Li Youyang didn't think much about it and stopped asking.

During the meal, Nan Liujing came over with the food, his face full of joy. Even if Li Youyang said he didn't want to eat it, there was no way he would really not bring it over. When he was about to arrive, he saw the two people in the room, and his eyes immediately turned cold.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and walked into the room. He put the food down and said softly, "Elder Li, try it and see if it suits your taste."

Li Youyang put down his bowl and chopsticks: "Master Nan, there's no need to bother. I'm full."

Nan Liujing clenched his fist silently and said softly: "It's okay, I was late. I will come earlier next time."

Bei Liyuan cleared the dishes and said, "Master Nan, there's no need to do this. I've always been responsible for Master's meals. I'm afraid he won't be used to eating something cooked by someone else."

Nan Liujing was silent.

Bei Liyuan said again: "Master Nan, this is my first time in Guanhe Sword Sect. Could you personally take me on a tour?"

Nan Liujing understood that Bei Liyuan had something to say and nodded: "Okay."

The two walked to a pear tree, and Bei Liyuan said calmly, "Nan Liujing, give up. Your fate with Master ended a hundred years ago."

Nan Liujing's eyes darkened: "In the past, Master was also angry..."

Bei Liyuan raised his hand to catch a petal of the pear blossom and interrupted, "No matter how you tried to deal with me before, Master was just angry, but this time he is disappointed in you."

Nan Liujing smiled: "What's the difference?"

Bei Liyuan looked into the distance: "Anger is turning my back and waiting for you to come back and admit my mistake and make amends, while disappointment is completely turning away and leaving, becoming strangers from now on."

Nan Liujing clenched his fist.

Bei Liyuan covered his hands, and the pear blossoms vanished in the wind: "Once the red thread of fate is broken, it can never be reconnected, just like these scattered pear blossoms can never return to the branches."

Nan Liujing clenched his fists tighter, then loosened them. "Bei Liyuan, if you were so sure, why bother telling me all this? Master and I have known each other for hundreds of years, and I was his only disciple for hundreds of years. Do you know how we spent those hundreds of years? You think Master treats you well, but Master treats you not even one percent as well as I do..."

Bei Liyuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "It is precisely because of this that he will never look back."

Nan Liujing smiled: "You won't turn back? Bei Liyuan, you don't understand Master at all."

After saying this, he turned and left, with sadness in his eyes. He no longer dared to expect that his master could still love him. He just wanted his master to still see him and stay by his side. That was enough.

Bei Liyuan's eyes turned cold as he looked at Nan Liujing's back.

"Little guy, are you the new disciple of my senior brother?"

Bei Liyuan raised his eyes: "Your Excellency is?"

"According to seniority, you should call me Junior Uncle, Liu Jing and Senior Brother..."

Bei Liyuan interrupted: "You must have recognized the wrong person."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Chen Feng touched the tip of his nose. This person looked more like a disciple taught by his senior brother than Liu Jing.