Chapter 12: Please allow me to persist.
Luo Huaiyin closed his eyes. Perhaps because the matter had come to an end, he calmed down. He looked at Jiang Zhaoyue with deep and dark eyes.
"You drugged me. You asked for it. You..."
Before he could finish his words, Jiang Zhaoyue took out the communication talisman, glanced at it, and said in a brisk tone: "Master is looking for me. It seems that I can't chat with you."
After saying that, she glanced down with some ill intention, and glanced at a strange protrusion on Luo Huaiyin's body.
Luo Huaiyin's ears turned red, and his calmness vanished in an instant. He bent down and said angrily, "What are you looking at?!"
Jiang Zhaoyue lingered for a few seconds at the spot he was blocking, her eyes narrowed slightly. "Is this medicine so effective? You're so excited just by looking at it for a few times."
"Jiang, Zhao, Yue!"
"Okay, okay, can't I just not look at it? Senior brother has a really bad temper."
She withdrew her gaze, slowly and calmly straightened the corner of her sleeve, and returned to her gentle and kind ladylike appearance, greeting him.
"Then please take your time and I won't bother you anymore. I'll come visit you next time."
After saying that, he turned and left with light steps, without even looking back.
Luo Huaiyin wanted to strangle him to death on the spot, but he didn't dare to get up, and didn't dare to reveal his abnormality in front of others. After Jiang Zhaoyue left, he could only curse her ancestors for eighteen generations, gritted his teeth, bent over, and rushed into the bedroom quickly under the cover of his loose robe.
As for how the problem was finally resolved, Jiang Zhaoyue didn't know.
On the way to see Master, she was in a very happy mood.
So much so that even if the system was blaring in her mind, she could still listen to it as a song.
The system is about to collapse.
"Host, how could you use this thing? And use it on Luo Huaiyin, and you even teased him!"
"You mean I should use it directly on Jiang Qiying?"
“…That’s not what I meant!”
The system nearly choked to death at her words, but after calming down a bit, it continued, "What I meant was that we should move him with love, not drugs! You're desecrating love by keeping this thing!"
"How could that be?"
Jiang Zhaoyue was very good-tempered and tried to reason with it, "Pure love doesn't mean Liu Xiahui. Is your love all Platonic? Have you asked Jiang Qiying for his opinion? How do you know he doesn't like it?"
“Who would like this stuff!”
Just look at Luo Huaiyin's reaction and you'll know. She really wants to strangle her to death.
"Then let's make a bet." Jiang Zhaoyue immediately answered it. Before the system could speak again, she continued, "Let's bet on whether Jiang Qiying likes or dislikes me after I use it. If he likes it, you have to admit that love also needs a little adjustment. From now on, you have to listen to me."
"How could he possibly like it?"
"Do you want to bet?"
“…”
At the critical moment, the system calmed down. After a while, it said indignantly: "What if you lose?"
"Then I'll listen to you from now on."
The temptation is too great.
The system knew this woman was cunning, but it couldn't help but raise its voice: "Really? You'll listen to me from now on and never pollute me again?"
"certainly."
"good!"
The system gritted its teeth and said, "Let's bet. Luo Huaiyin reacted like that, so Jiang Qiying is even less likely to like it. I don't believe he would like it."
Jiang Zhaoyue smiled and said gently, "I'm not sure either."
After all, the system is not a human being. It does not know that people have eight hundred minds, nor does it know that there is a saying that goes "if you want to refuse but you also want to accept", and if a woman is not bad, men will not love her.
At the same time, the Qi Ling Immortal Sect.
Several days have passed since the exploration of the secret realm, but Jiang Qiying still remembers what happened that day.
He has never been a person who drags his feet. Even the leader of the Qi Ling Xian Zong cannot change the decision he has made, let alone regret it.
But this time, he kept thinking about what happened that day.
So much so that when a fellow apprentice came to ask him about cultivation, he actually lost himself in thought in the middle of the conversation.
It wasn't until his junior brother's voice called him that he was brought back to his senses.
"Brother Jiang? Brother Jiang? What's wrong with you?"
Jiang Qiying came back to his senses somewhat embarrassedly and realized what he was thinking about.
Facing the clear eyes of his junior brother, he subconsciously looked away and replied, "Nothing, let's stop here today."
"Okay, thank you for clearing up my confusion, Senior Brother."
The junior brother stood up, bowed and left.
Jiang Qiying still stood there, his thoughts drifting away uncontrollably.
Until a slightly cold voice came from behind him.
"Why have you been so absent-minded these days?"
Jiang Qiying turned around and saw his master falling from the high seat.
He bowed, his voice a little low.
"Master."
"This is what happened when you returned from that secret realm. Jiang Qiying, do you still remember the promise you made?"
Fu Lanting looked down at him quietly. His tone was not strong, but his eyes seemed to penetrate his heart.
Jiang Qiying was silent for a moment before answering, "Remember, the sect has given everything they have to me. I will definitely reach the peak to repay the sect for their kindness."
"Since you remember, you should understand that unnecessary emotions will only affect your cultivation."
Fu Lanting's voice was a little cold, but not ruthless, just more of an exhortation, "Besides, that woman is not someone who is easy to get along with. No one knows how much affection she has in her mouth. Jiang Qiying, she is not suitable for you."
Jiang Qiying lowered his eyes slightly and remained silent for a long time. After a long time, he said word by word:
"Master, I've already told Junior Sister Jiang that we shouldn't meet again."
Fu Lanting's expression softened.
"That's good. If that's the case, why have you been so absent-minded these past few days?"
Jiang Qiying did not answer his question. After a brief pause, she suddenly talked about another thing.
"I want to go to the Fengling Secret Realm. Please, Master, open it for me once."
"Wind Spirit Secret Realm?"
Fu Lanting frowned. "The most important treasure in the Wind Spirit Secret Realm is the Wind Spirit Essence Crystal. Haven't you already obtained it? The effect of this item will be greatly weakened when used a second time. The Wind Spirit Secret Realm is full of dangers and is not the best place for you to train."
Like Jiang Zhaoyue, Jiang Qiying is a wind-type cultivator. The Fengling Secret Realm is a secret place controlled by the Qiling Immortal Sect. It is not easy to open it once, and it requires a strong person at the level of a master to take action.
It’s not that Fu Lanting is reluctant to help, but the Wind Spirit Crystal is no longer of much use to Jiang Qiying, and Jiang Qiying is not so blind as to not see this.
He knew his disciple best, so there must be other reasons.
Seeing that Jiang Qiying did not answer, Fu Lanting's thoughts turned, and suddenly he remembered another person who made him very annoyed.
If he remembered correctly, Jiang Zhaoyue was also a wind-type cultivator. Her cultivation level was much lower than Jiang Qiying's, and the Wind Spirit Crystal would be of great use to her.
Fu Lanting's face darkened.
"You want to take it for Lin Bozhou's apprentice, right?"
Jiang Qiying's silence was the answer.
Fu Lanting took a deep breath and felt that since that day on, his head would throb with pain whenever he heard the three words "Jiang Zhaoyue".
"Didn't you just say you would never see her again?"
Jiang Qiying looked up at him, her eyes expressionless, as if this was an idea he would not change.
"Disciple has been thinking about the situation in the secret realm these past few days. Perhaps it's because I still owe her, and I always feel uneasy. After completing this last thing, I will no longer be involved."
"What do you owe her?"
Fu Lanting asked coldly.
"She asked you for help, asking you to explore the secrets for her. She was asking something of you. When did you owe her anything?"
"But I didn't help at all, and I even watched her fall into danger. When she left, she gave me half of what she had taken. I said I owed her a favor."
"Okay, even if you owe her a favor." Fu Lanting was too lazy to argue with him whether the thing he got was worth a favor. "I will give her a jade talisman, which is enough to offset anything she gave you."
Even after he said this, Jiang Qiying still looked at him with a persistent gaze.
His tone was stubborn and serious: "That was a gift from Master, it has nothing to do with me. I owe her, and I will repay it myself."
"That's not even worth a single Wind Spirit Crystal!"
Fu Lanting was almost laughing out of anger:
"Even if I opened the Wind Spirit Secret Realm to her, with her level of cultivation, could she seize it? Even you would have to go through a life-or-death struggle. If it weren't for the 'Taixuan Secret Treasure' I bestowed upon you to protect you, you would have perished. Now tell me, do you want to seize another one?"
"Jiang Qiying, why don't you just open my treasure house and let her choose?"
As we all know, strong people at the level of a master are always calm and composed, and rarely get so angry.
Jiang Qiying grew up in the Qi Ling Immortal Sect. Fu Lanting had high hopes for him. Everyone only knew that Lin Bozhou doted on Jiang Zhaoyue, but they didn't know that the Qi Ling Sect Master doted on his disciples no less than he did.
Jiang Qiying is his only disciple.
But at this moment, his only disciple just stood there quietly, silent and persistent, as firm as usual.
He lowered his eyes and bowed, "Please allow me, Master."
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【theater】
Fu Lanting: Why don’t you just pack up your master and give him away.
Jiang Zhaoyue: Okay, okay.
Fu Lanting: Get lost.
Jiang Qiying: Junior sister was just hurt by me, if Master wants to blame someone, then blame me.
Fu Lanting: Haha, I knew that beautiful women are the root of all trouble.
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