Chapter 42 Is Shi Liuying going to confess? Jun Lintian is restless and can't sit still...
After Xuanji Daozun left with a disgruntled snort, the back mountain was unusually quiet for a few days.
Shi Liuying could feel that the barrier to her cultivation had loosened, and she seemed to have touched the edge of a breakthrough.
She informed Su Wan of the situation and instructed her to consolidate what she had learned in the past few days. Then she found a more secluded cave not far away, set up a simple barrier, and prepared to go into seclusion to break through the bottleneck.
Su Wan was happy for her senior sister, but also a little disappointed.
These days she had long been used to Shi Liuying's guidance and encouragement, but now that she was suddenly all alone, swinging a hammer at thin air, she felt like something was missing.
She sat on the tree stump, lost in thought, clutching the heavy, black hammer that her master had given her, which she now wielded quite skillfully.
The dark red patterns on the hammerhead swirled in the sunlight, like a steady breath.
"My senior sister is so good to me, teaching me cultivation and even living with me in such a simple place..."
Su Wan muttered to herself, her fingers unconsciously picking at the patterns on the hammer handle: "She's about to break through, shouldn't I do something to show my appreciation?"
Once this thought arises, it grows wildly like a vine.
What should I give her? My senior sister seems to have everything she needs, and she has a very easygoing personality.
Su Wan wrinkled her delicate little nose, deep in thought.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck her. She slapped her thigh, almost knocking the hammer out of her arms: "I've got it!"
She thought of her pile of storage magic treasures, which her master had stuffed into her hands—all flashy but impractical treasures.
Although she herself disliked them terribly, those things were indeed top-notch in terms of value and aesthetics alone.
She herself only likes to use a hammer, but last time her senior sister took a few more glances at it.
Without further ado, Su Wan immediately sat up and began rummaging through her belongings.
She took out all sorts of rare and precious treasures one by one: a dazzling rainbow-colored dress, an exquisitely carved necklace, a spirited blue sky hairpin, and a jade pipa with a clear and melodious tone.
She even found a few fist-sized luminous pearls that could glow on their own to temporarily serve as candles.
Su Wan rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair arms, and began to set things up with great effort.
She carefully arranged these magical artifacts and treasures according to her vision.
In order to save space and make them look unique, she even used her meager spiritual power to shrink these items to the size of a palm.
She first arranged the circles into a large circle, but then felt it wasn't enough, so she adjusted it into two overlapping circles. She tilted her head and looked at it, but she was still not satisfied.
Finally, she had a sudden inspiration and began to carefully piece together, bit by bit, these shimmering, miniature objects to create a huge, slightly crooked but sincere heart shape.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the heart shimmered with colorful and dazzling light, almost blinding people.
Su Wan took a few steps back, put her hands on her hips, looked at her masterpiece, and nodded in satisfaction. Although her taste was a bit nouveau riche, her heart was pure gold!
When my senior sister comes out of seclusion and sees this, she will be so happy!
Just as she was feeling smug and wondering if she should put something else in the center of the heart, she heard a very faint sound behind her—the sound of a dry branch snapping underfoot.
Su Wan turned around alertly, only to meet Rong Yan's eyes, which held a mixture of surprise and...understanding.
Rong Yan tracked her way here by following the faint traces left by her master's previous spatial fluctuations.
She had hoped to find some clues about her master's unusual behavior, but she never expected to witness such a scene.
Junior Sister Su Wan stood on an open space, surrounded by the faint glow of numerous storage magic treasures. In front of her was a giant heart, meticulously arranged with countless precious magic artifacts and rare treasures.
As night falls, beside the grove of trees, a heart stands alone...
Countless scenes of confessions in college from her past life flashed through Rong Yan's mind.
Secret exchanges? Moonlit rendezvous? Heartfelt confessions?!
She felt as if she had accidentally stumbled upon some incredible secret, and her feet instinctively started to shrink back.
Oh no, oh no! I've interrupted the scene of Master and Junior Sister being all lovey-dovey. If Master finds out, she'll probably have to spend fifty years in meditation at the Cliff of Repentance.
"Senior Sister Rong Yan?"
Su Wan had already seen her. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her tone carried a hint of displeasure at being disturbed and a subtle awkwardness: "What are you doing here?"
Rong Yan was so embarrassed she could dig her toes out of a three-bedroom apartment. She forced herself to remain calm and cleared her throat: "Ahem, I was just passing by. I'm sorry to bother you. I'll be going now and won't disturb you and... Master any longer."
She deliberately used the word "Master" vaguely, implying that she understood and knew everything.
Upon hearing the word "Master," Su Wan frowned even more, her face revealing undisguised annoyance: "No, it's not Master."
A nameless anger rose within her.
It's all because of that lousy system. How come everyone who sees her automatically associates her with that old Biden?
Although her master has been behaving strangely these past two days, like an automatic wish-granting machine, is Su Wan the kind of person who would bow down for a pittance and be easily bought off? Absolutely not!
Not Master?
Rong Yan was stunned for a moment, and then an even more terrifying thought struck her like lightning!
If it's not Master... then who is this love for?!
She suddenly looked at Su Wan, her eyes filled with incredulous inquiry.
For over a hundred years, everyone knew that Xuanji Daozun of Jimie Peak cherished his little disciple like the apple of his eye. Although his methods of discipline were strange and he didn't allow her to cultivate, his almost obsessive possessiveness was obvious to everyone.
The junior sister has practically become Master's personal accessory, following him everywhere he goes.
Now, the junior sister is actually saying that this is clearly a setup for a confession scene... not for Master?
ah? ? ?
She's fallen for someone else!
hiss……
Rong Yan gasped, feeling a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head.
Master's old iron tree, frozen for ten thousand years, finally bloomed once, but before the flower bud could even warm up, someone else was going to take it away, pot and all.
She could almost see the terrifying scene of thousands of miles frozen and millions of corpses lying in wait after her master learned the truth.
The sect's grand formation hasn't even been repaired yet, and the sect is already facing a catastrophe caused by emotional disputes?
She diligently maintained the stability of the sect, so why is the sect still gradually falling into disrepair?
Then, she thought of her junior sister Shi Liuying, who treated the sect as her second home, cultivated diligently, and had clear eyes.
If Master is enraged and takes his anger out on others, wouldn't Junior Sister Shi Liuying also be caught in the crossfire?
Rong Yan's gaze towards Su Wan carried a hint of resentment that she herself was unaware of.
Junior sister, oh junior sister, are you going to ruin this family by falling in love with someone else?!
She opened her mouth, hesitated, and finally spoke with difficulty, trying to gently dissuade her: "Junior Sister Su, some things... perhaps need to be thought through again."
"Being fixated on something for a moment... might not be fate. Perhaps... you should give up?"
To Su Wan, these words were utterly absurd!
Give up? Give up what? Give up the senior sister who was the best to her, who taught her, and who gave her warmth and hope?
How is that possible!
Was it easy for her to prepare this surprise? She rummaged through everything, only to be caught by Rong Yan, and now Rong Yan is actually trying to persuade her to give up?
Su Wan's usually sweet and coquettish voice softened as she slowly straightened up. The timid demeanor she had shown in front of her master vanished, replaced by a resolute determination.
She even subconsciously gripped the heavy, black hammer beside her, as if Lu Zhishen were gathering his strength before uprooting the willow tree, her tone low and powerful:
"Let's fight!"
To protect her senior sister, Su Wan was willing to risk being caught and locked up by her master again today, just to have a word with her senior sister Rong Yan!
Rong Yan was so shocked by her sudden "declaration of war" and the bold aura that emanated from her body, which was completely inconsistent with her petite appearance, that she took a half step back.
Seeing Su Wan's resolute and fearless demeanor, as if she were willing to defy the entire world for her "new love," Rong Yan felt even more exhausted.
Enough, enough. If we expose this now, my junior sister will probably explode on the spot, and things will become even more unmanageable.
Let her hold on a little longer, this family already in such dire straits.
She glanced at Su Wan with mixed feelings, her eyes filled with helplessness and worry.
"You'd better watch yourself."
Rong Yan said nothing more in the end, but sighed deeply, turned around, and stumbled away into the deepening night, her heart filled with despair.
Su Wan stared blankly in the direction Rong Yan had disappeared, then slowly lowered the hammer she was holding.
They're... leaving already? Aren't they going to fight anymore?
So what exactly did Senior Sister Rong Yan mean just now? It's so strange.
She shook her head, deciding not to think about these brain-taxing things, and continued to focus on perfecting her surprise.
At the core of the sect-protecting formation.
Jun Lintian maintained his spiritual energy output, his face as cold and stern as ever. But upon closer inspection, one could see that the spiritual energy flowing around him was slightly faster than usual, indicating the pressure he was under supporting the formation alone.
The space shifted slightly, and Rong Yan reappeared in the same spot, but her expression was off, as if she had suffered a huge shock, and her eyes were somewhat glazed.
"What happened?"
Jun Lintian spoke calmly, his gaze sweeping over Rong Yan: "What has Master done this time?"
He subconsciously thought that what could make Rong Yan show such an expression was probably related to her master, whose behavior had become increasingly unpredictable lately.
Rong Yan raised her head in a daze, looked at Jun Lintian, her lips moved, and her voice was slightly unsteady: "Not Master... it's Junior Sister."
Shi Liuying?
Jun Lintian's brow twitched slightly, awaiting the next development.
Rong Yan took a deep breath, as if it took immense courage to say this: "Junior Sister... has a new love."
"What?!"
Jun Lintian, who was usually unfazed even when faced with a collapsing mountain, suddenly felt his spiritual energy falter upon hearing this, almost causing his output to be interrupted!
He suddenly looked at Rong Yan, his usually calm eyes now filled with a turbulent undercurrent, and his voice carried a hint of urgency that he himself was unaware of:
"What did you say? Junior sister has someone she likes?!"
Rong Yan was taken aback by his overreaction, but then she instantly understood. Her senior brother was probably worried that the sect, their second home, was going to disappear.
She didn't have any good ideas, but with her senior brother's help, there might be a turning point in the matter.
"I saw it with my own eyes! She used countless rare and precious treasures to create a giant heart-shaped circle in the grove behind the mountain!"
"On such a dark and windy night, what else could it be but preparing to confess their feelings and express their deepest love?"
"Is the other party someone from within the sect?" Jun Lintian asked anxiously.
Rong Yan: "Who knows? She's very protective of me and won't even let me ask any more questions."
The more she spoke, the more heartbroken she became: "Alas, this family is on the verge of falling apart!"
Jun Lintian deeply agreed, saying that with a Daoist partner from another sect, one might leave the Myriad Manifestations Sect in the future, and the family would naturally fall apart.
At this moment, Jun Lintian, who was usually calm, was in unprecedented turmoil.
Amidst all the chaotic clues, Junlin Tianli emerged with the most abrupt one.
Stop my junior sister!
Junior sister must never...
Jun Lintian suddenly felt a little deflated.
Well then, if my junior sister truly has someone she loves, then as long as she genuinely likes him...
A bitter feeling crept into my heart.
He still had to go and help his junior sister make her selection first.
"Rong Yan".
Jun Lintian suppressed all outward emotions, but his tone was more serious than usual: "You stay here for a while."
Rong Yan was in a state of anxiety about the imminent collapse of the sect. Seeing her senior brother make such a quick decision, she immediately showed her approval.
Senior brother is indeed worthy of his title; he's incredibly proactive.
She sighed with genuine emotion, watching Jun Lintian get up, his spiritual phantom remaining to maintain the formation, while his true form turned and left without hesitation.
That figure was upright and resolute, full of responsibility.
"So composed," Rong Yan nodded to herself, having found her pillar of support. She clenched her fist and said, "With Senior Brother here, Junior Sister's confession is bound to fail. Junior Sister's home is here!"
The two consecutive mentions of "junior sister" almost made Rong Yan burst into a rap: "Pah, pah, what junior sister, junior sister!"
She gazed in the direction Jun Lintian had left: "Having too many junior sisters to talk to is quite troublesome..."
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Author's note: Red envelope [pat on the head]
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