Chapter 77 Doesn't Senior Brother Dislike Me? (19) "Master..."
On the west side of Longque Mountain, there is a cliff called Qianzhang Cliff. Below it, the cliff is thousands of feet high, and miasma is rampant, forming a natural barrier.
However, because the miasma at the bottom of the cliff was too dense, it was certain death for disciples with shallow cultivation levels if they fell in. Over time, it became a forbidden place with few people.
This made it convenient for the two to talk.
Fu Li stood on the cliff, her eyes filled with anger, and cut to the chase: "What do you mean by this, Senior Brother? Why do you have to let others know about our affairs? Wouldn't it be better to just pretend nothing happened?!"
Seeing the beauty's anger, Chongjingge said solemnly, "You have been unconscious since inhaling the demonic energy of the Taotie. With Master in seclusion, I can only ask the sect leader and Uncle-Master Meng for help. In this way, the sect will find out sooner or later."
Hearing this, Fu Li took a deep breath and said, "Fine, then do you really need to tell the sect leader and the others that you want to merge your household registration with mine?! This was just an accident, can't you just pretend nothing happened like that time in the hot spring town?!"
Upon hearing this, Chongjingge's expression froze for a moment, then he quickly raised his head again, his eyes seeming to hold something that Fu Li couldn't understand.
“I never intend to pretend it never happened. Last time I respected your attitude and didn’t make a fuss, but we’ve already consummated our marriage. This time I have to take responsibility for you!” He spoke calmly and firmly, clearly having made up his mind.
Fu Li, however, did not take it seriously and only felt it was absurd.
He looked at Chongjing Pavilion with an expression of anger and confusion, and asked that question:
"Why? To be honest, doesn't Senior Brother dislike me? He's the one I can't stand the most. Since that's the case, it's just a matter of innocence. Should I force myself to spend the rest of my life facing a hateful face day and night just because of worldly prejudices?! That's not called being responsible, that's hypocrisy!"
His tone was more direct and sharp than ever before, like a knife revealing its blade for the first time.
Chongjingge's expression froze for a moment. He gazed deeply into Fu Li's eyes and said frankly:
"I don't know why you think that way. But, Ali, I have never hated you, whether in the past, present or future."
His expression was relaxed and open, like melting ice and snow, which made Fu Li's fingers, which were placed at his side, curl slightly.
The boy looked puzzled.
"But you've clearly hated me for a long time. From the first time we met, you found me annoying, threw me off the bed, and after you formed your Nascent Soul, you forced me to practice every day because your cultivation was higher than mine. You even embarrassed me in front of everyone. Isn't that hating me?!"
As she spoke, her beautiful eyebrows gradually furrowed as she recounted the many outrageous things the man had done, her tone even carrying a hint of grievance.
Chongjingge's eyes darkened, and a ripple appeared in his deep gaze.
He stepped forward, walked up to the boy, and reached out to brush away the stray hairs from his face.
“Ah Li, believe it or not, from the first moment I saw you, I wanted to protect you. You are my junior brother, a little disciple of Xiaoyao Peak, and I don’t want to see you neglecting your cultivation and going out to be bullied by others.”
"If my actions in the past made you uncomfortable, I apologize. I was just trying my best to make you feel better."
His voice was deep and gentle, like a tolerant older brother softly expressing his feelings.
“Ah Li, accept me. I will be a good Daoist partner.”
As he spoke, he lowered his head, took the boy's left hand in his hand, and gently and tenderly kissed it.
Like a dragonfly skimming the water, yet so serious it makes one blush and their heart race.
Fu Li froze for a few moments, then pulled her hand back as if electrocuted. Her face flushed red as she stared into Chong Jingge's deep, honest eyes, her heart pounding. A strange thought rose from the depths of her mind and slipped out:
"You...you don't actually like me, do you?!"
To everyone's surprise, Chongjingge nodded solemnly, without the slightest embarrassment: "I have always liked you. Whether it was at the hot spring half a year ago or this time in the secret realm, besides the effects of the love poison, there was also the reason that I couldn't help myself."
"Ah Li, I will be good to you. Not just out of a sense of responsibility, but because I love you."
The words "I love you" uttered from his cool and indifferent mouth seemed to freeze Fu Li in place by an invisible force.
A strange and distorted expression appeared on his face, as if he had not expected this difficult situation to unfold.
"I...you...but, senior brother, have you ever considered that I don't like you?"
Chongjingge's eyes narrowed slightly, but his expression remained unchanged: "I know."
"But things have come to this, and my senior brother isn't exactly a gentleman. We will definitely be registered together. From now on, I will try my best to treat you well, so that you will fall in love with me too. I don't need much, just a little bit will do, enough for us to spend the rest of our lives together."
I never expected him to say such a thing. When Fu Li heard the first sentence, she wanted to laugh and mock him, but the following words sounded so humble that they made people feel a little pity for him.
Such sincere words undoubtedly came from the bottom of his heart. Although the confession from the usually cold and aloof Chongjing Pavilion did not sound like many sweet words, it inexplicably had a mysterious power, like spring rain falling at night, nourishing things silently.
The boy he was confessing to was stunned, his cheeks flushed red, like plum blossoms falling in the snow.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but then stopped himself. Clenching his fists, he stamped his foot and said fiercely, "I just don't want to be registered under your name! I don't care!"
Without giving Chongjing Pavilion a chance to defend itself, it turned and flew away on its sword.
Back in his cave on Xiaoyao Peak, Fu Li lay back down on his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The first thought that crossed his mind was to boast to the system:
"The male lead actually likes me!"
system:【......】
Fu Li said with a smug smile, "Hehe, I'm really charming."
System: Aren't you going to install it at all? You were so resistant to it in the first two worlds!
Fu Li said that she had already had her fun, so there was no point in being sentimental anymore. It was better to focus on solving the immediate problem.
“What should I do? Chongjing Pavilion is now determined to merge with me, even going so far as to announce it to the entire sect. To be honest, this is very immoral. But I’m already tied to him, so the sect will probably agree to the marriage.”
System: [Regardless of the consequences, just refuse.]
Fu Li was surprised: "Is this your solution? It's too vague. Do you really think simply refusing will work?"
System (squinting): [Can you use your initiative and act according to the situation?]
Fu Li: "Oh, okay. Don't blame me if it doesn't work in the end."
System (facepalm): [Don't get too cocky. He's attracted to you because you're naturally alluring! Stop pretending!]
However, simply refusing to support the top post won't work.
Not long after, Sect Leader Xiao Qinghe, accompanied by Elder Meng Liyue of the Medicine Hall, came to visit Fu Li. After examining his body, Elder Meng smiled and said, "The love poison in A Li's body has been cleared. Don't worry, there will be no aftereffects."
Fu Li breathed a sigh of relief, but then heard the sect leader say, "Ah Li, you suffered a lot on this trip. But fortunately, your senior brother protected you and ensured your safe return. From now on, you two should live well together and remember that partners should support each other and share joys and sorrows. Perhaps one day you can achieve the Great Dao together."
As he spoke, he took Qi Fuli's hand and gently patted the back of his hand, like a wise elder giving earnest advice to a junior.
Upon hearing this, Fu Li's hair practically stood on end. He quickly said, "Sect Leader Uncle, I have no intention of merging with Senior Brother. What happened in the secret realm was just an accident; it was all because of that demonic dragon. I..."
The other person raised their hand to interrupt him, looking at him as if he were a proud and willful child.
"Alright, you've been raised by your senior uncle. Among all the disciples, besides Yue, you're the one who dotes on the most. Your senior brother has the highest cultivation among his peers and can be called a genius of our time. We're all very relieved to entrust you to his care."
"This is also what your master wanted."
Fu Li was stunned. Meng Liyue, standing beside her, also seemed to approve of the marriage.
As she spoke, Xiao Qinghe patted his back affectionately and said, "Ali, you must remember that no matter what situation you are in, the most important thing is to cultivate immortality and attain enlightenment. Having a like-minded and exceptionally talented Daoist partner by your side is of great help, especially someone like your senior brother, who is even more rare."
The implication is that you should cherish it.
Fu Li was completely stunned. Under pressure from his elders, his own wishes as the person involved seemed unimportant.
Just before the two got up to leave, he finally came to his senses and asked, "Sect Leader Uncle, where is A-Yue?"
Upon hearing him mention Xiao Yue, a barely perceptible glint flashed in Xiao Qinghe's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a relaxed smile, revealing nothing.
"Ah Yue is in seclusion in the back mountain. He encountered some good opportunities during this trip to the secret realm and is about to form his Nascent Soul."
After saying that, he left with Meng Liyue.
Fu Li was left sitting in her original spot, feeling somewhat lost.
"Is this what it feels like to be forced into marriage by your parents?" he murmured, stroking his chin.
Fu Liming realized that his opinion was no longer important at this point. But what if Chongjing Pavilion also objected? If neither party wanted to be together, the elders couldn't force them to marry.
Fu Li gritted her teeth and decided to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
He immediately set off to find Chongjing Pavilion.
In the bamboo forest behind the mountain, Chongjing Pavilion is practicing swordsmanship.
Holding the sword, he focused his gaze and concentrated his energy, then suddenly began to dance. His movements were as fluid as clouds and water, leaving only afterimages. The sword light was sharp, slashing at the opposite mountain wall, neatly cutting through the bamboo forest in its path, and carving a deep mark into the rock with the sword energy.
He made his moves extremely quickly, and seemed more impatient than usual, as if he had some lingering worries on his mind.
Just then, a figure appeared in the sky above the bamboo forest, riding a sword.
The young man quickly sheathed his sword, his gaze following the man as he landed on the ground.
Fu Li sheathed her sword, her eyes reflecting the man's image with displeasure, and said bluntly, "Chongjing Pavilion, if you really want to register with me, you have to show me your sincerity!"
Looking at the young man's flushed face and fierce demeanor, Chongjingge's eyes softened like the surface of water, and he nodded, saying, "Of course. What does Ali want me to do?"
Fu Li said smugly, "Since you said you would be a good Daoist partner in the future, then naturally you should be able to do whatever you want with me. If you can't do that, then you have broken your promise and are not worthy to be registered with me."
Chongjingge nodded: "I will do my best."
Upon hearing his words, Fu Li immediately replied, "Okay. The first rule is that you're no longer allowed to force me to get up early every morning to practice. Whether I practice or not is my own business; I can get up whenever I want!"
Chongjing Pavilion readily agreed.
Then, Fu Li glanced at the long sword tucked at his waist.
A slight smile played on his lips, a mischievous glint in his eyes. He stretched out his hand, saying, "Secondly, let me play with Qintian. Since we're going to be Daoist partners, sharing your natal sword isn't a big deal, is it?"
There's a legend in the cultivation world that sword cultivators never fall in love, spending their entire lives with their swords. The Chongjing Pavilion is the epitome of this, utterly detached from worldly affairs and inseparable from their swords. Moreover, Qintian is his natal spirit sword, perfectly aligned with his will. As long as his golden core remains intact, his nascent soul undamaged, and his sea of consciousness unbroken, it can forever be wielded at his will, becoming one with his sword.
Normally, Chongjing Pavilion cherishes Qintian very much, not allowing anyone else to even touch him. It could be considered a kind of mental fastidiousness. Fu Li believed that he would definitely not agree to this request; it was like someone was trying to cross his bottom line.
Sure enough, upon hearing his words, Lord Chongjing subconsciously placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Just as Fu Li was about to say something, he heard him ask, "Do you really want Qintian?"
The young man nodded firmly. But Chongjing Pavilion, without hesitation, readily handed him the sword and its scabbard.
He added, "Qintian's sword energy is exceptionally sharp. Be careful when using it, and don't hurt yourself."
Fu Li took the sword, staring at Chong Jingge's face in disbelief, trying to find any trace of restraint. But he remained expressionless, as if it were no big deal.
With his first plan failing, Fu Li stormed off, sword in hand. He was already plotting how to continue to annoy Chongjing Pavilion until they ran out of patience before the official merger.
Author's note: Something sweet (not really) is coming.
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