Chapter 33
◎Bound by Life and Death◎
Jiang Qiye dared not disobey and immediately knelt down on both knees.
Master Wangyu has never liked to show himself, and he may be several miles or even dozens of miles away at this moment.
Jiang Qiye obediently knelt down and whispered in defense, "Disciple did not do...do anything lewd."
A sudden, piercing laugh rang out, sending chills down one's spine in the middle of the night.
This kind of behavior is nothing like that of a master from a prestigious sect. Even Ye Xiuluo wouldn't be so sinister.
"I ordered you to kill that female demon, but what good have you done? You've been spending your days having fun with her!"
Jiang Qiye immediately denied it: "My disciple sleeps in a separate room from her, and there was nothing pleasurable about it!"
Suddenly a gust of wind swept in, and Wang Yu, dressed in a black robe, stood suspended in mid-air atop a tall tree.
With a flick of his sleeve, he saw a scene of Pei Xueyan and Jiang Qiye being intimate in the illusion.
"......"
Jiang Qiye stared at the scene, speechless for a moment.
"My dear disciple, is that little devil still alive?"
Jiang Qiye honestly replied, "Yes."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Yu vanished from the spot in a flash.
Jiang Qiye was shocked and immediately flew after him. His master must be going to kill Azheng!
Sure enough, when he rushed back, the roof of the inn had been blown off and the beds were shattered.
He thought Pei Xueyan had been killed, and his heart ached. He almost rushed up to fight his master to the death.
Upon closer inspection, the room was completely empty; Pei Xueyan had vanished without a trace.
Jiang Qiye quickly put down the silver for the shopkeeper and continued to chase after his master.
Pei Xueyan has lost her spiritual power and cultivation, so she cannot be detected by magic. Moreover, her master is not very familiar with her and may not be able to find her immediately.
But where could a girl who couldn't even kill a chicken escape to?
Before long, Jiang Qiye saw a red-clad figure running ahead.
He immediately rushed over and shielded her behind him.
With his master following closely behind, his profound magical power caused Jiang Qiye and Pei Xueyan in his arms to tumble to the ground with a casual flick of his wrist.
Pei Xueyan looked up and saw that the black-robed man's robes seemed to be two or three meters long, his hair and beard fluttered in the wind, and the bright moon hung high behind him, creating a strong sense of oppression.
"Little devil, are you afraid of dying?"
The sound, accompanied by the power of the technique, seemed to come right next to my ear.
Pei Xueyan was trembling with fear, but she still forced herself to stay calm.
Jiang Qiye stood in front of her, his voice earnest: "Master, it's all my fault! It all started because of me. I was moved by compassion and worldly desires! I'm willing to suffer the pain of being chilled to death, I just beg you to spare her life!"
Wang Yu tossed his disciple aside, but unexpectedly, Jiang Qiye didn't move an inch this time.
"You wicked villain, you've grown quite bold! Dare to take a few moves from your master!"
The two then started fighting.
Pei Xueyan tried to escape, but after taking only two steps, the spiritual energy from their mid-air battle struck her, instantly snapping the nearby trees in two.
She was terrified; men can be deadly when they go crazy!
It's clear that Wang Yu's cultivation is far superior to Jiang Qiye's, and he will eventually be unable to hold on. However, he is really fighting desperately.
They were actually able to fight back and forth.
Sigh, this foolish man, is it worth fighting with his master for a little liar like her? Aren't reputable sects supposed to value proper etiquette and respect for superiors and inferiors?
Was it worth it for him to do this?
Fifteen minutes later, Wang Yu seemed to have lost his patience and unleashed his ultimate move.
Jiang Qiye fell from the sky in an instant, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Pei Xueyan was unaware that the master and disciple often sparred, and that getting injured and spitting blood was a common occurrence. She also did not know that Wang Yu would never truly harm his beloved disciple.
She assumed Jiang Qiye was seriously injured and immediately ran over to hug him, then sternly rebuked Wang Yu: "You, the Grandmaster of the Qing Sect! How dare you treat a junior so cruelly! Your disciple has always been tolerant, yet you used your ultimate move. Do you even deserve to be called a Grandmaster!"
Jiang Qiye vomited blood again.
This time, it was Pei Xueyan's arrogant words that I heard.
Which disciple is not afraid of their master? This is the first time they've ever cursed someone like this.
I'm afraid it's more likely to end badly than good.
Unexpectedly, Wang Yu tilted his head back and laughed, "As expected of Ye Xiuluo's good disciple, you are just as eloquent as her! But don't take advantage of my villain's affection for you to show off your sharp tongue! I'll ask you, where did Ye Xiuluo go? If you tell me where she went, I'll leave you with a whole corpse!"
Pei Xueyan gritted her teeth and said defiantly, "I will not tell you where my master is. If my master finds out that the disciples of the Qingzong Sect have crippled my cultivation, he will definitely come to take revenge."
Master Wangyu glanced at Jiang Qiye, then at Pei Xueyan, and knew that his good disciple must have used the potion of forgetfulness.
"You say my disciple crippled you, but have you seen who it was?"
Pei Xueyan stood up, no longer afraid, and looked up at him, saying, "Of course I don't know. You righteous sects bully a weak woman without fear of being ridiculed by the world. I only killed a lecherous thief, and you put me here without even asking what happened. You are truly despicable! If I knew who it was, I would cut him into a thousand pieces! You also want to know where my master is? I won't tell you!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiye was filled with despair.
Fortunately, she drank the potion of forgetfulness and didn't remember that he was the one who destroyed her cultivation; otherwise, their fate would have truly come to an end.
Thinking of this, he felt another surge of blood and vomited blood again.
Seeing that she was still blocking Jiang Qiye's way, Wang Yu flicked his sleeve, and Pei Xueyan was instantly sent flying several feet away, crashing to the ground, bleeding profusely.
She was a mortal and could not withstand such force.
He immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
Jiang Qiye immediately stood up and blocked Pei Xueyan's path: "Master, punish me instead! All the blame lies with me. Ye Xiuluo forcibly transferred his cultivation to her less than two months ago, and she only killed the madman and did nothing else. It was I who had selfish motives, I who disobeyed your orders, I who forced her, and I who deceived you! All the blame lies with me. She is just a lowly woman, she has nothing and poses no threat whatsoever! I am willing to accept any punishment, even self-destruction—"
He kept kowtowing while speaking.
"Shut up!" Master Wang Yu slapped Jiang Qiye in the air, but Jiang Qiye didn't budge an inch. Master roared, "Stop talking nonsense! All these years of hard work, day and night, have you forgotten everything after just a few days down the mountain? You're saying such foolish things for a woman! This is truly an eye-opener for me! A few days of marital affection can outweigh all these years of diligent study and training?"
Pei Xueyan lay on the ground, her limbs aching terribly, her head spinning as if it were about to explode.
Looking at Jiang Qiye, who was standing in front of her and kowtowing repeatedly, she felt a strange, indescribable feeling for the first time. This foolish man was really trying his best to protect her.
Pei Xueyan's vision went black, and she immediately fainted.
Wang Yu naturally didn't think his disciple was wrong; all the blame lay with that bewitching little devil.
He said sternly, "You foolish grand-disciple! You've been deceived by this little devil and you don't even know it! How could she not know your identity? She's clearly trying to lure you in and steal everything from you!"
Jiang Qiye knelt on the ground, crawled over without regard for anything else, hugged Pei Xueyan in his arms, and staggered as he tried to transfer spiritual power to her.
She had only one thought in her mind: she couldn't die, she absolutely couldn't die.
"Your teacher is speaking to you!"
Seeing that he ignored her completely, Wang Yu flicked his sleeve, and a force separated the two of them again.
Seeing them cuddling and embracing each other so intimately is enough to make my eyes explode. How could his disciple be ruined by that little devil?
Jiang Qiye has always been a disciplined person, emotionally stable, respectful of his teachers, and considerate of his fellow disciples.
The rebellious streak in his bones hadn't yet taken hold. Watching Pei Xueyan lying on the ground, her heart bleeding, he couldn't understand his master's actions, yet he couldn't fight against him.
The only option is self-torture.
He summoned his sword and raised his hand to stab himself.
Wang Yu's pupils contracted: "..."
The sword had only penetrated a few centimeters when Wang Yu used his spiritual power to forcefully deflect it.
Enraged, he leaped to the ground and slapped Jiang Qiye across the face.
"You've been cultivating since you were three or four years old, studying diligently, and getting up early every day at dawn to practice swordsmanship and martial arts. It's taken you so many years to hone your skills, and now you're going to debase yourself for this female demon? You've disappointed me greatly!"
Jiang Qiye knelt on the ground for the first time and shed tears, his tone earnest to the point of pleading: "Disciple knows that all the mistakes are mine. Now, we have become husband and wife in the illusion, and we have done everything. If anyone is deceiving, it is I who have deceived her. I have deceived her of everything, and she has lost everything. She has lost all her cultivation, has become a cripple, and has also lost her woman... How can I, how can I abandon her?"
Wang Yu was about to slap her again, but his raised hand stopped.
His good disciple, how aloof and indifferent he used to be, detached from worldly affairs, with his mind solely focused on Taoist cultivation.
In just a few days, he turned into someone who was infatuated with love—no, someone who went insane!
"You've been blinded by that vixen!" Wang Yu suppressed his anger. "Ye Xiuluo's kung fu is all heretical and unorthodox. She uses a woman's bloodline to create quick techniques that harm both herself and others. In the end, her character will be drastically altered, and she will surely wreak havoc on the world! She's adept at deceiving men. This vixen inherited Ye Xiuluo's cultivation, and she'll definitely become twisted and harm the martial world in the future! You crippled her cultivation, which saved her. She should be thanking you. What does it have to do with what you're saying?"
"I---" Jiang Qiye still wanted to explain.
"Shut up!" Wang Yu interrupted him sharply. "I'm letting you off this time because you're young and this is your first offense. Now, come back to the mountain with me to receive your punishment!"
Jiang Qiye turned to look at Pei Xueyan lying on the ground and kowtowed heavily again: "What Master said may all be true, but she is now a mortal. After suffering such a serious injury, I'm afraid she won't survive. I want to save her first and send her back to Ye Clan. Then I will return to the mountain to accept my punishment and let Master decide my fate."
Wang Yu looked at his stubborn appearance and felt a pain in her heart. She raised her hand to hit him again, but when she saw the red mark on his face, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
"Alright, alright, you're young, you'll have to go through some trials and tribulations in love, you'll naturally figure it out in the future!"
Seeing that his master's tone had softened, Jiang Qiye quickly seized the opportunity to speak the matter that had been on his mind: "Disciple wishes to take Miss Pei to Yuanhua Mountain. Her health is weak, and it will probably take three to five years for her to recover. I... I wish to become her Daoist partner, and then cultivate together..."
This is the first time in all his years of roaming the martial arts world that Wang Yu has been so angry that he almost vomited blood!
He kicked Jiang Qiye and shouted angrily, "Stubborn to the end! Truly stubborn to the end! Your disciple is ruined! Don't ever come to see me again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeve and his figure disappeared into the night.
After a long while, a voice echoed in the sky: "You are young and this is your first time entering the illusion. Everything in the illusion is invalid. Once you understand this, come back at once!"
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