Chapter 9: Don’t be a Junior Sister, Be a Senior Sister
These words were said very cleverly. They not only denied Ye Zhao's accusation of intentional injury, but also took the responsibility on himself, making it difficult to blame him.
Pei Yan felt incredibly distressed upon seeing this. He quickly stepped forward to help her up, then looked up at Ye Zhao with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "Master, Yun Yao can't be blamed for this at all. Even if Su Luoxue didn't mean to do it, if she had been able to avoid it in time, Yun Yao wouldn't have been injured. Ultimately, this is Su Luoxue's fault..."
“Bang!”
A whip suddenly exploded.
Pei Yan staggered back, half of his face instantly became red and swollen, and his body was cut with bloody marks by the spiritual power brought by the whip.
Pei Yan seemed to be stunned and didn't react for a long time. Yun Yao also screamed and rushed over to support him.
"Senior Brother Pei!"
"Master!" Yun Yao knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face. "It's my fault, don't blame Senior Brother Pei... It's me... It's because I didn't stand firmly... If you want to hit me, hit me..."
“Bang!”
As soon as he finished speaking, a whip fell on Yun Yao mercilessly!
There were bloodstains on Yun Yao's white clothes. Her delicate body was thrown to the ground. She almost fainted from the pain, and cold sweat streamed down her face.
Feeling the heart-pounding pain all over her body, she widened her eyes in disbelief. She never expected that Ye Zhao was so stubborn and would actually start fighting right away!
"I am Ye Zhao's disciple, so it's not anyone else's turn to criticize me."
"Ye Zhao!"
Seeing Yun Yao also being beaten, Pei Yan roared in anger. He helped the bloodied Yun Yao to her feet and yelled at Ye Zhao, "How dare you attack a junior who is only in the Foundation Establishment stage? Are you still human?! Yun Yao is just a young female cultivator who has just joined the sect. Even if she did something wrong, you shouldn't have killed her like this!"
He stood in front of Yun Yao, with spiritual energy surging in his body, as if he couldn't wait to recreate the scene of killing his master in his previous life.
Ye Zhao stood there, his snow-white clothes not stained by dust, but his expression was so cold that it was chilling.
"Really? But Xiaoxue has only been in the sect for a short time. How could you have the heart to harm her?"
Seeing that Ye Zhao was sincerely protecting Su Luoxue today, Pei Yan gritted his teeth, took out his sword, and put it against his neck!
"If you dare to touch Yun Yao again, I will die in front of you!"
When Yun Yao heard this, she weakly grabbed his sleeve and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Pei, don't... don't do this..."
Pei Yan remained unmoved and stared at Ye Zhao intently.
"If you really don't care about the relationship between master and disciple, then you can kill me now!"
After saying this, he pressed the sword deeper into the side of his neck, and drops of blood slowly slid down his Adam's apple.
He thought that by doing this, Ye Zhao would take the initiative to coax him like before.
However, there was no emotion in Ye Zhao's eyes.
"Then die. Did I stop you?"
Pei Yan's face froze, but Ye Zhao didn't give him time to react. He swung the spiritual whip again, hitting the two of them like a violent storm.
"Ah!" Yun Yao's scream was heartbreaking. Her slender body was whipped away and hit the courtyard wall heavily.
Pei Yan was also knocked back a few steps by the whip, and his internal organs were almost shattered.
"You're crazy!" His face was filled with horror, his eyes filled with rage. "Ye Zhao, you'll regret this!"
"Regret?" Ye Zhao sneered, "What I regret most is that I was soft-hearted towards you for too long."
Pei Yan helped Yun Yao up from the ground and staggered out of the courtyard.
"Ye Zhao! I, Pei Yan, swear that from today on, I will never set foot on Qingyue Peak again! Even if one day you kneel down and beg me to come back, I will not turn back!"
Ye Zhao seemed to have heard some nonsense: "Then get out of here."
…
After the two finally left, Ye Zhao sat down beside the couch.
Su Luoxue's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was Ye Zhao sitting in front of the bed with a frown on his face. A ball of warm light was hanging in his palm, resting on her chest.
She was stunned for a moment, "Master... Master?"
Ye Zhao lowered his eyes to look at her, "You are too badly injured, don't speak for now."
The spiritual power in her palm continuously poured into her body, repairing her broken meridians.
Su Luoxue's eyes instantly turned red. She thought about the past years. No matter how much injustice she had suffered, how many people misunderstood her, or how many people looked down on her, her master had never said a word of comfort to her.
She once wondered if she was not good enough and therefore not worthy of Ye Zhao's care.
But now, when she saw Ye Zhao was furious for her, and even taught Pei Yan and Yun Yao a lesson, and personally treated her injuries, she realized that she was totally wrong!
She looked at Ye Zhao with tears in her eyes, "Master... I thought... you no longer cared about me..."
Ye Zhao paused for a moment, then whispered, "It was all my negligence before."
She gently brushed away the loose hair on Su Luoxue's temples, "...You have always done well. It is because you have done so well that you don't need me to worry about you that I have ignored you."
Su Luoxue finally couldn't bear it anymore, and threw herself into Ye Zhao's arms like a child, crying inconsolably.
"Master... you finally looked at me... That year you brought me back to the sect and said that I would be the Sword Sect's Junior Sister from now on... You also said that the brothers would take care of me..."
"But then Senior Brother Pei brought back a little Junior Sister, and I... I was really afraid that you wouldn't want me anymore..."
"..." Ye Zhao was strangely silent for a moment. In fact, it was not just Yun Yao, there was also Rong Yan... What was she doing?
Seeing that Su Luoxue's tears were getting higher and higher, Ye Zhao held her in his arms, like protecting a small flower that was ravaged by the wind and rain. A wisp of spiritual energy gathered in his palm to repair her internal injuries.
Su Luoxue's crying gradually became softer, but she still lay in her arms and refused to let go, like a little animal that had been abandoned for too long and finally found warmth again and never wanted to let go.
"Did I really say that back then?" Ye Zhao suddenly asked.
"Yeah!" Su Luoxue raised her pair of water-washed almond-shaped eyes and looked at Ye Zhao with a slight accusation.
"Then I might have to break my promise." Ye Zhao suddenly smiled, "You might not be able to become Junior Sister anymore."
"Xiaoxue." Ye Zhao reached out and rubbed the top of her head. "I can't let you be my junior sister, but I can let her be my senior sister, okay?"
Su Luoxue nodded blankly and hugged Ye Zhao tighter. She didn't care about junior sister or senior sister. It was enough for her to confirm that her master still cared about her.
After the healing was completed, Ye Zhao looked at Su Luoxue's eyes which were still red and swollen, and his brows furrowed.
"You originally lived in Jingyouyuan, right? Why did you move here?"
Su Luoxue paused for a moment, then whispered, "...I just wanted to change the environment. It's quiet here."
Ye Zhao narrowed his eyes, "Really?"
Su Luoxue looked a little embarrassed, avoiding eye contact and refusing to speak.
"What the hell is going on?"
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