Chapter 52: Bei Liyuan presents the art of tea again. Nan Liujing says coldly: ...
Nan Liujing said coldly: "I live to protect him..."
Fu Guangjun laughed. "Protect him? You're kidding! A hundred years ago, he was a saint, and even I couldn't hurt him. If it weren't for you, who could have killed him?! A hundred years later, you tell me you lived to protect him! Isn't that ridiculous? Besides, I'm here, so why would you bother?"
Nan Liujing sneered, "You're here? What's the point of a savage who only knows how to fight? You're so capable, why didn't I see you protecting Master a hundred years ago? Don't forget, Master's blood sacrifice a hundred years ago was half due to you. If you hadn't seriously injured him first, how could this have happened?! What qualifications do you have to bark here!"
Fu Guangjun's eyes darkened as Nan Liujing continued, "A hundred years ago, I was so reckless as to plot against the Ten Thousand Demons Caverns because of Jiang Huai's instigation. But who brought Jiang Huai to the Guanhe Sword Sect? You were already a Sage by then. Did you really not notice anything wrong with him? Or was it you who arranged this for me? Fu Guangjun, don't think that Jiang Huai's death is the end of everything. One day, I will tear off your mask!"
"Mask! You're really capable of making up anything to exonerate yourself. If I wanted Youyang's life, why would I go through so much trouble?"
Nan Liujing looked over with cold eyes: "How could your dirty thoughts towards Master possibly threaten Master's life? What you want is to break the seal of the Ten Thousand Demons Cave..."
Fu Guangjun was so angry that he laughed: "What good will it do me to break through the seal of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave? It's not that I think I have no opponents and want to go to the Demon Tribe to find someone to fight."
"It's not surprising that a simple-minded, strong-limbed savage like you who only knows how to fight would have such thoughts."
"Nan Liujing! I think you are looking for death!"
"You might as well try it!"
There was a chilling coldness in the eyes of both men, and they were about to fight again.
The Medicine Saint held his forehead with his hand. "Alas! They used to fight each other every time they met, and now they are still like this. I'm afraid that sooner or later they will tear down the Chengyan Palace."
As he spoke, he noticed Li Youyang leaning against the door with his arms folded looking at them. The Medicine Saint couldn't help but feel a little dazed. It seemed that this scene had happened before. The two of them were arguing endlessly and occasionally fighting, while Li Youyang watched leisurely. But at that time, Li Youyang would occasionally laugh, and even when he didn't laugh, his eyes were gentle. But now, Youyang's eyes were as indifferent as water, as if he was an outsider.
When Fu Guangjun and Nan Liujing were about to take action, they noticed Li Youyang's gaze and stopped.
Only then did Li Youyang return to his room.
Fu Guangjun hurriedly chased after him. Nan Liujing also wanted to, but in the end he did not dare to take a step. He just stood there from dawn to dusk and then to midnight.
"Master Nan, why bother?"
"Master?" Nan Liujing looked up and saw Li Youyang walking under the pear tree, and hurriedly followed him.
Li Youyang waved his sleeves lightly, and a set of tea sets was placed in order on the stone table.
"Master's habit of making tea remains unchanged." Nan Liujing suppressed the ecstasy and guilt in his heart and spoke as calmly as possible.
Li Youyang poured a cup and handed it to Nan Liujing: "Our respected master died a hundred years ago in a blood sacrifice to the living soul. Isn't this the most clear to Sect Master Nan?"
Nan Liujing's hand took the tea and paused. He wanted to defend himself but had no way to do so. Regardless of whether he was plotting against him or not, he was the one who set up the situation a hundred years ago. He was the one who forced his beloved to death with his own hands. Now that he regretted it, could he expect the other party to not care and go back to the way things were before as if nothing had happened?
No, it was impossible. He knew Li Youyang too well. Not returning to Guanhe Sword Sect after his rebirth had already made his attitude clear. Li Youyang didn't hate him, but he didn't want to have anything to do with him anymore! It was like the most familiar stranger!
He had already anticipated the outcome, but he just couldn't accept it, couldn't accept the fact that they were strangers from now on! Spilled water can't be mended, and broken mirrors can't be mended, but he had no choice. He couldn't live without Li Youyang, and he couldn't live without him anymore. Even if he could just stay by Li Youyang's side like this, he felt like a drowning man who had finally grabbed a piece of driftwood, and was able to make a sound.
Nan Liujing took the teacup and said, "A hundred years have passed, and the taste of Master's tea remains unchanged."
Li Youyang remained silent. Don't try to wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. He did the same, and the other person did the same.
Li Youyang felt it was a bit funny again. Two people who were pretending to be asleep were trying to wake each other up. To him, the fate between them had ended a hundred years ago. Nan Liujing was now just a slightly familiar name.
Li Youyang didn't say anything, and Nan Liujing didn't dare to speak again. He cherished the time alone with Li Youyang so much that he was worried that he would lose it if he said a wrong word.
An unknown amount of time passed before the night wind blew, pear blossoms filled the sky, and a few petals landed on the teacup. Li Youyang raised his hand to brush the petals away. "It's late, the tea's cold. How long do you plan to stay here, Sect Master Nan?"
Nan Liujing silently clenched his fists: "Probably dead."
Li Youyang knew that saying anything more would be futile, so he stood up and left.
Looking at Li Youyang's back, Nan Liujing dug his fingertips deep into his palms before he suppressed the urge to chase after him and hug him in his arms.
A long time after Li Youyang left, Nan Liujing held the teacup and smiled bitterly. He had thought about it countless times before. If Li Youyang was willing, it would be best. If not, he would forcibly take him back to Guanhe Sword Sect. But it was not until this moment that he realized that he could not do it. Even if he wanted to take Li Youyang back now, Li Youyang did not even have the right to say no.
But he didn't dare. He didn't even dare to say a word to the other party.
He couldn't force anyone to take him with him, nor could he leave completely. He still couldn't make Li Youyang change his mind and return to Guanhe Sword Sect.
"Nan Liujing, we're already strangers, so we should just let it go. Forcing things will only cause more trouble, both for you and for Master." Bei Liyuan picked up the teacup on the table. "This cup of tea has gone cold, but life is long, and you'll always encounter the next one. Letting go at the right time is the best choice for you."
Nan Liujing stroked the teacup. "If the tea gets cold, I'll just heat it up. As long as the tea is still there, it won't get colder. Bei Liyuan, there's no need to persuade me anymore. I've tried so hard to bring him back. How can I let him disappear from my world so easily?"
Bei Liyuan put down the teacup: "Anyone in this world can warm this cup of tea, except you. Right now, you still feel guilty towards your master and won't hurt him, but this guilt will gradually dissipate as your obsession and jealousy grow. Then you will definitely hurt him, and you will regret it deeply."
Nan Liujing said coldly: "Bei Liyuan, do you know me well? What gives you the right to say that?"
Bei Liyuan looked into the distance and said, "Nan Liujing, you always know what you want, and you will stop at nothing to get it, regardless of the consequences. It was like this a hundred years ago, and it will be the same a hundred years from now. Perhaps what happened a hundred years ago was a huge blow to you, making you restrain yourself and become fearful, but that's your nature. If you continue to persist, that day will come sooner or later."
Nan Liujing sneered, "After all this talk, Bei Liyuan, aren't you worried that Master will come back? No matter what you say, I am a special person to Master after all. You are afraid and jealous, so you keep targeting me. Don't tell me these things anymore. I will never let you go, even if I die."
Bei Liyuan raised his hand to catch a fallen flower. It was special. After experiencing what happened a hundred years ago, he still hadn't figured it out. In the eyes of his master, no one was special. They were just one of the countless living beings like this fallen flower.
Nan Liujing's obsession will definitely hurt the master in the future. Since you are unwilling to let go, I will help you see yourself clearly while you still feel guilty and force you to let go.
"Nan Liujing, I am pleased with my master."
Nan Liujing sneered: "I know."
Bei Liyuan added, "Master and I have become a Taoist couple."
"So what?"
"I signed a Heavenly Dao oath with my master."
Nan Liujing grabbed Bei Liyuan's collar and said in a deep voice: "Say it again!"
"Master and I have signed a Heavenly Oath. If I ever break it, I will be punished by Heaven."
Nan Liujing closed his eyes and calmed his mind: "The Heavenly Dao oath requires the imprinting of the divine consciousness, and it cannot be concluded without mutual affection. And Master cannot possibly be pleased with you. You are deliberately provoking me."
Then he let go of Bei Liyuan: "You've been acting out the same scene too many times, don't you feel tired?"
Bei Liyuan casually straightened the wrinkles of his clothes and said nonchalantly, "Besides mutual affection, there is another possibility."
Nan Liujing laughed: "You mean dual cultivation? Bei Liyuan, if Master and you were to practice dual cultivation, I would be more convinced that Master is attracted to you."
Bei Liyuan curled his lips and smiled slightly.
Nan Liujing's eyes darkened: "Impossible!"
Bei Liyuan moved his fingertips slightly, and the Heavenly Dao Marriage Certificate appeared.
Nan Liujing clenched his fists tightly. He knew it was impossible, but the facts before him made him believe it. His master had practiced dual cultivation with Bei Liyuan! His master was actually willing to practice dual cultivation with Bei Liyuan!
In anger, murderous intent was everywhere, and a heavy pressure swept across the entire Chengyan Palace. Then he raised his hand and slapped Bei Liyuan with a palm. Bei Liyuan did not dodge or evade and took it head-on, groaning and vomiting blood due to severe injuries.
Everyone noticed something was amiss and rushed over. Li Youyang and Medicine Saint instantly flashed to Bei Liyuan's side. Seeing Bei Liyuan vomiting blood, Medicine Saint hurriedly took out a pill and fed it to Bei Liyuan to help him regulate his breathing and heal his wounds. "The previous injury hasn't healed yet, and now he's injured again. Luckily, this little guy has a good foundation, otherwise that palm strike would have destroyed his spiritual veins at least."
Li Youyang clenched his fist silently. It was his fault. He shouldn't have let Li Yuan be a shield for his own selfish reasons. "Yao Chi, take Li Yuan back to the room first."
Just as the Medicine Saint was about to make a move, Bei Liyuan leaned weakly in Li Youyang's arms and said faintly, "Master, I'm fine. Please don't blame Sect Master Nan. We were sparring just now, and he misjudged my cultivation level, so he attacked harder and accidentally injured me. He didn't mean to do that."
Nan Liujing looked at Bei Liyuan with cold eyes, and repeated the same trick again: "Bei Liyuan! Why didn't you hide! You clearly..."
Li Youyang was already furious, and Nan Liujing actually questioned him like that. He immediately interrupted with a cold voice: "If Li Yuan could have dodged, how could he have been seriously injured? But Sect Master Nan, if we were just sparring, why did you use such a heavy hand?!"
Nan Liujing was stunned for a moment. His master was questioning him because someone else was questioning him. Although his palm was heavy, Bei Liyuan's cultivation level could definitely dodge it: "He——"
Li Youyang interrupted in a deep voice: "Master Nan, please leave Yunshan Sect before tomorrow."
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