Chapter 53
Your wife ran away.
Now that Jiang Qiye has stopped, he is unlikely to make any further moves.
After all, Lingchuan called her "Madam," and such a young woman must be the wife of a newly married disciple of the Qingzong Sect. It's understandable that he doesn't recognize her.
The pain in her waist intensified, and Pei Xueyan stopped arguing with him. She took Ling Chuan's arm and stood up straight, her tone indifferent: "Open the barrier, I need to go down the mountain to heal my injuries."
Such matters naturally do not require the sect leader to personally intervene.
Lingchuan activated the spell.
As soon as the barrier opened, Pei Xueyan turned around and quickly flew down the mountain, not daring to linger for even a moment.
Jiang Qiye glanced at Lingchuan: "Reset all barriers."
His long, black hair was loose, and his dark robe trailed on the ground, fluttering in the breeze.
Pei Xueyan stood on the horizon, gazing at that figure from afar.
It seems like things are really coming to an end between them.
Thus, it ended abruptly without a chance to say goodbye.
Love and forgetfulness are ultimately different.
If the potion of forgetfulness enters the meridians, there is still a possibility of it being expelled; but if the root of love is severed, there is no chance of rebirth.
He's gone.
My master has also passed away.
Everything seemed to have returned to its original state.
Master was taken away by Master Wangyu, so she should be safe from harm.
Jiang Qiye had no cultivation, yet he received the complete teachings of two Immortal Venerables, who imparted their lifelong cultivation to him, and he even took over the position of sect leader.
Freed from the constraints of emotions and desires, he will likely ascend to immortality soon, and may even become a new grandmaster in the future.
Pei Xueyan lay on the branches of an old tree, gazing at the stars in the sky, one after another, dazzlingly bright.
It seems that in this world, only she still clearly remembers the past, while everyone else has completely forgotten those entanglements.
She still liked him very much, just as he had once genuinely liked her.
This affection ended before we could say goodbye.
She also loved her master very much, respected him greatly, and was also afraid of him. Even though half a year ago, her master had transferred all his cultivation to her in order to protect himself.
Even though her master had transferred all his cultivation to her half a year ago in order to protect himself.
Pei Xueyan was unwilling to ask them any further about their reasons, nor did she want to demand a clear answer from each of them.
This was the first time she felt completely free.
There's no need to hate anyone anymore, no need to worry about a relationship, and no need to fear your master's sudden reprimands.
Aside from her cultivation level, which couldn't be supported by a fusion pill, this wasn't a problem, as most cultivators were no match for her.
As people grow up, they may experience too many things, which can make them become silent.
However, Pei Xueyan has been quite playful and fond of eating lately.
She would follow the crowds, wander through the streets and alleys of various places around the world, and taste all kinds of food.
When he got tired of playing, he would find a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains to sit quietly and concentrate on his inner cultivation, living a carefree life.
When my senior sister sent me the message, she had already been in seclusion for seven or eight days.
With the Immortal Sect Assembly approaching, her senior sister still wanted her to go along.
Senior Sister has always only hoped to bring glory to the family and make the whole world continue to fear the name "Ye Xiuluo". Therefore, this name needs to be carried on by her personally taught disciple.
It will definitely be Pei Xueyan who does it.
Pei Xueyan was a little embarrassed.
Everyone in the world knows that she is Ye Xiuluo's disciple. If she doesn't use her own sect's cultivation during the martial arts competition and instead uses the martial arts of the Qing Sect, wouldn't she be laughed at by the entire cultivation world?
Zhou Wenjian couldn't care less about that. Pei Xueyan was still the nominal owner of Yishui Manor, and she should naturally shoulder the responsibilities of the owner.
Helpless, Pei Xueyan had no choice but to get up and go see her senior sister.
Senior Sister usually travels alone and rarely troubles others, but this time she actually brought Qingnu with her.
When Zhou Wenjian saw his junior sister push open the door, he glanced at her and immediately stepped forward to ask, "Junior sister, you look much thinner. Did something happen?"
Pei Xueyan casually opened her palm, and a cluster of warm orange flames suddenly rose, the tip of the flame dancing gently on her fingertips: "Senior sister, what do you think?"
"The Qing Sect actually possesses such a fire control technique?" Zhou Wenjian's eyes lit up instantly, filled with envy.
Pei Xueyan closed the door behind her, walked briskly to the table and sat down, propping her elbow on the table and smiling: "If you like, I will teach you. In the future, if you encounter a battle with many people, this fire attack can both stop the enemy and save manpower, which is very practical."
“We don’t need to march or fight.” Zhou Wenjian smiled and leaned closer. “Junior sister, what kind of foundation is needed for this technique? You know, the mental cultivation method Master taught me is more difficult than that of the Qing Sect, I’m afraid I won’t be able to learn it. By the way, I heard that the Qing Sect’s most powerful techniques are the Mountain and Water Shuttle Technique and the Unity of Ten Thousand Swords. Do you know them?”
Pei Xueyan flicked her fingertips, and the flames vanished into starlight. She shook her head gently: "I haven't even mastered the Core Formation, how could I possibly cultivate those high-level techniques? I only know some acrobatic tricks."
She could actually travel through mountains and rivers, but the "Ten Thousand Swords Return to One" technique seemed to be a common cultivation method in the cultivation world; she had never heard of it.
Even without condensing the core, how could one possess the spiritual power to control those high-level swords and unify the myriad sword energies?
Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible hint of relief flashed across Zhou Wenjian's eyes, but he quickly realized that this thought was inappropriate.
She was always frank, so she simply said, "Ayan, I know you're not feeling well. For Sect Leader Jiang, and for your master. If you're really unhappy, just don't go to the Immortal Sect Assembly. No one will blame you."
Pei Xueyan looked up at her and smiled, "Senior sister, when your parents died, they entrusted you to the passing master. That was a great act of love, and they love you even in the afterlife. My parents abandoned me to avoid disaster, which is why they are always afraid of the master. My bad luck must be the result of those parents' revenge on me."
Zhou Wenjian did indeed feel jealous.
Jiang Qiye was a renowned immortal in the immortal sect. In the end, he married her and was willing to return all his cultivation.
They grew up together. Although the junior sister was playful and liked to tease people, she was also intelligent and had a sweet tongue, which were things that she could not learn.
Hearing his junior sister's words, those subtle emotions had long since dissipated, leaving only pity.
Yes, Master's cultivation was ultimately for the purpose of saving her life; the man she married was still not the one she wanted.
A pang of pity stirred within her, and she walked over to pat Pei Xueyan's hand: "Ayan, don't think like that. We've both lost our parents, so our master is our family. She's strict with you, but the path of cultivation is inherently arduous. What master isn't strict? Wasn't Jiang Qiye's master just as strict with him? Besides, before she passed away, she fought against Master Wangyu to protect you. As for Jiang Qiye... his love is severed, but the human heart isn't inanimate. He's sacrificed so much for you; he'll remember the past sooner or later."
The gloom that had been weighing on Pei Xueyan's heart for the past few days seemed to be completely blown away by these few words.
She leaned her head on Zhou Wenjian's shoulder and said, deeply moved, "Sister, you're so kind."
However, rumors started flying even before the Immortal Sect Conference began.
The Immortal Sect is located in Qingcheng Mountain, and Master Qilin and Master Jueyi are this year's judges.
Jiang Qiye had recently made a name for himself in front of Master Qilin, so he is sure to win this year.
The Immortal Clan Conference lasted for five days.
The first day is a contest of internal strength, and everyone must arrive the day before.
The Qingzong Sect, however, arrived at Lingchuan.
His qualifications are indeed not bad. Since Jiang Qiye has taken over as the sect leader, it is really unreasonable for him not to show up at such a grand event.
Especially for someone who has just taken over as sect leader, even just showing up briefly to socialize would be helpful.
After all, Qilin Zhenren and Jueyi Zhenren are top-tier experts in the immortal sect, and even Wangyu Zhenren might not be able to withstand the combined strength of the two.
This caused an uproar in the inn at the foot of the mountain, and rumors began to spread.
What used to be just scattered rumors about Jiang Qiye losing all his cultivation and suffering a qi deviation has now become increasingly outrageous and distorted:
"Have you heard? Master Wangyu's cultivation was completely absorbed by Ye Xiuluo using the Star Absorbing Technique, and his fate is now unknown!"
"Given the deep-seated hatred between the Qing Sect and Ye Xiuluo, and with Jiang Qiye marrying Pei Xueyan, he might be so angry that his life is hanging by a thread."
"That's not necessarily true. Master Wangyu publicly passed the position of sect leader to Jiang Qiye, this 'useless person,' so perhaps the Qing Sect already has no one else available! I've heard that Jiang Qiye spends his days jumping into the water and chopping wood in the sect, and many people have seen it!"
"That's not all! I've also heard that Sect Leader Jiang is going crazy every day, probably because he's been seduced to the point of wishing he were dead by that little devil Pei Xueyan!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Some people are saying that the leader of our number one sect in the immortal realm was actually abandoned by the female demon! How could a useless person who even a demon doesn't want not go crazy?"
"How shameful! How shameful! The number one sect can't even control its own wife. It's truly shameful."
"Really? I never imagined Jiang Qiye was such a lecherous scoundrel! My senior brother said that once a man loses his virginity, he'll think about it every day, let alone those female disciples of the Ye family, who are quite skilled in that area..."
Both male and female immortals are particularly interested in such scandalous affairs.
The scandal, mixed with vulgar speculation, spread the fastest, reaching the entire foot of Qingcheng Mountain in less than half a day.
After much consideration, Zhou Wenjian felt it was inappropriate to let his junior sister participate in the competition using the cultivation level of another sect. With the rumors spreading like wildfire, he couldn't let Pei Xueyan show up and cause trouble.
After much deliberation, she finally persuaded Pei Xueyan to withdraw from the Immortal Sect Competition.
Pei Xueyan had gone down the mountain early in the morning, so she was naturally unaware of these rumors.
Zhou Wenjian looked at those unbearable rumors, unable to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and even less able to ask his junior sister whether she had had any intimate relations with Young Master Jiang.
Especially since Zhou Wenjian was the one from the Ye family to step forward this time, the newly appointed head of the manor, Pei Xueyan, also did not show up.
Now everyone was even more certain that the female demon had taken control of Sect Leader Jiang, and that Jiang Qiye was lusting after her beauty but could not have her.
Privately, some even gossiped: "A sect like the Qingzong Sect shouldn't be in the top position among the immortal sects anymore."
Despite Senior Brother Lingchuan's repeated instructions not to disturb the sect leader's cultivation, some disciples of the Qing Sect couldn't contain their anxiety and secretly relayed the rumors from the foot of the mountain to Jiang Qiye.
Jiang Qiye has recently become quite proficient in controlling the two spiritual energies within his body.
He continued to ignore all external affairs, spending his days meditating in the empty Tianhe Palace.
Her long, black hair fell loosely over her shoulders, obscuring most of her face. Her dark robes stood out against the cold, desolate palace, making her look unlike a normal person.
The disciple had clearly embellished his report, choosing words that were less offensive. But Jiang Qiye only needed to close his eyes and think carefully to know how unbearable the unvarnished rumors were.
He didn't care at all when others said he had lost all his cultivation and become a useless woodcutter, or that he had been abandoned by the Qing Sect.
When he heard the phrase "abandoned by the female demon's wife and living a crazy life," his spiritual power suddenly stagnated by half, and his brows furrowed slightly.
When was he ever married? And where does this absurd claim that his "wife ran away" come from?
Jiang Qiye slowly withdrew his cultivation, stood up from the futon. As the sect leader, his aura was completely different, and he even used his internal energy to transmit his message.
"Who did I marry?"
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