Another day passed, and as usual, when Qinghe went to the main hall to greet the Grand Tutor, the Grand Tutor asked her, "How are the preparations for the Trial Grounds of Life and Death going?"
Qinghe's eyes flickered. She wasn't really Jiyue, so she naturally didn't know anything about the place of life and death. She simply replied, "That's about it."
The Grand Tutor nodded: "That's good. The day after tomorrow is the day the trial grounds will open. You must intensify your supervision of your disciples' cultivation so that they can be well-prepared and handle various trial situations with ease when they enter the trial grounds."
Qinghe: "Yes."
On the way back, Qinghe was preparing to find someone to inquire about the Trial Grounds of Life and Death, lest she be exposed. Just as she was pondering who to ask, two familiar figures walked towards her. Qinghe smiled and went over.
The two disciples were holding hands, about to go out for a stroll, when they suddenly came face to face with Qinghe. Startled, they respectfully greeted her, "Senior Sister Jiyue."
These two were the stone-moving disciples who had been tricked by Qinghe earlier.
Ever since they moved the stones that day, they had been experiencing sore arms, backaches, and aches. They saw a doctor who said there was nothing wrong with them, but they couldn't figure it out. They could only attribute the pain to their senior sister, Jiyue. From that day on, whenever they saw Jiyue, they would choose to take a detour to avoid running into her and incurring unnecessary punishment.
They had finally gotten their day off and were planning to go out for a stroll when they unexpectedly ran into Senior Sister Jiyue. The two of them shuddered as if by reflex, and the soreness that had disappeared earlier began to surge back up.
“Senior Sister Jiyue, we didn’t do anything wrong. It’s our turn to rest today, and we plan to go out for a stroll. We didn’t slack off.”
Qinghe nodded: "I know, that's not why I came to see you."
One person asked, "What is that?"
Qinghe casually asked, "About the Trial Grounds of Life and Death..."
She looked away, but out of the corner of her eye she observed the expressions of the two people, and saw excitement and joy on their faces.
"Could it be that Senior Sister wanted us to participate in the Trial Grounds of Life and Death? Wow! That's something I've always dreamed of!"
The two immediately abandoned their awe of Senior Sister Jiyue and said with great joy, "Trials of the level of the Land of Life and Death only happen once a year. In the past, only disciples with outstanding talent and rapid progress in cultivation could participate. Small fry like us are not qualified."
One of them held his hands in prayer: "From the first day I joined the Floating Life Pavilion, I dreamed of participating in the Trial Grounds of Life and Death. So I trained hard, worked from dawn till dusk, didn't play around or cause trouble, and prayed to the stars every day that my wish would come true. Unfortunately, I haven't succeeded even once in the past few years."
At this point, she showed a dejected expression, as if she was about to cry. But in an instant, she became cheerful again and said to Qinghe, "Now it's all right. I've finally made it through. I can finally participate in the trial field. My wish has come true, and all of this is because of you, Senior Sister."
She took Qinghe's hands in her hands and said with deep emotion, "It was you, Senior Sister, who gave me this opportunity, so that I no longer had to wait so long. It was you who fulfilled my wish, so that I no longer felt lost and confused. It was you who satisfied my fantasy, so that I could move towards a brighter life."
Qinghe and another disciple: "..."
What's going on with this sudden, deeply affectionate, romantic, and sweetly romantic series of parallel sentences that evoke the feeling of a love confession?
And who told her she was going to participate in the trial grounds? In broad daylight, don't even dream about it!
Qinghe looked at her expressionlessly, ruthlessly brushed her hand away, and said coldly, "You misunderstood. I meant that I haven't finished preparing the list of candidates for the Trial Grounds of Life and Death. You two come and help me, that's all."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Still reeling from the devastating blow of his shattered dreams, the disciple looked up to the sky and cried out, "Ah! Why is this happening to me? What did I do wrong? Why must this body suffer such undeserved pain? This is so tragic!"
Life is truly like a play, full of ups and downs, twists and turns.
Qinghe, who hadn't gone far, stumbled and suddenly grabbed the restless hand. He tried his best to suppress the urge to beat her up and quickly walked away without looking back, leaving this place of trouble.
...
Back at his residence, Qing slammed the door shut, leaning against the doorframe, breathing heavily, his chest heaving, until it took him a long time to calm down.
The two disciples, who had already been killed in their minds several times, followed Qinghe over. Seeing the tightly closed door, they looked at each other and stood there quietly waiting, neither of them taking the initiative to knock on the door.
After a long while, Qinghe opened the door, her face still aloof, and said indifferently, "Come in."
Ji Yue's room was filled with antique vases and landscape paintings of varying quality, making Qing He wonder if Ji Yue was actually unaware of art appreciation and was merely a pretentious person.
Several sheets of Xuan paper were placed on the table, with many names written on them. They were probably prepared in advance by the real Jiyue for the Trial Grounds of Life and Death. However, she did not expect to be attacked by the demons when she returned to the mountain, and she did not expect that Qinghe would impersonate her and infiltrate the Floating Life Pavilion.
"These are the lists of people who entered the Land of Death and Life this time. Take a look and see if they are suitable."
The two disciples carefully examined the papers. One of them asked in confusion, "In previous years, you, Senior Sister, always prepared the list of candidates for the Land of Life and Death. You only needed to show it to the Grand Tutor and never asked the disciples below to look at it. Why are you asking us this time?"
Qinghe: "There are many disciples of the Floating Life Pavilion, and not everyone is qualified to enter the Land of Life and Death. The first choice is naturally those with high talent and excellent aptitude, but this is unfair and will eventually cause others to lose confidence."
She took a sip of tea and continued, "This year I want to find some disciples with decent aptitude who have never participated in the trial arena before. Usually, everyone is very respectful and polite in front of me, and they help and love each other. But I don't know them very well in private, so I asked the two of you to help me with some advice."
The disciple said excitedly, "So the two of us are considered Senior Sister's confidants?"
Qinghe glanced at her and said, "If you want to be my confidant, I'll give you a chance. Follow me, and you'll definitely benefit from it in the future."
The two disciples immediately beamed with joy, their eyes lessening their fear as they looked at Qinghe. They had previously thought Senior Sister Jiyue was aloof and cold, always wearing a cold expression, making her difficult to get along with. Now it seemed they were right; appearances can be deceiving.
"By the way," Qinghe said, "I still don't know your names."
"My name is Ningyu."
"My name is Ning Shuang."
Qinghe put down his teacup and recited: "Dew-covered jade-like skin stretches for miles, frost-covered leaves sprinkle the world—a fine name."
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