Chapter 45 Who is better, uncle or they?
Fu Lanting's face flushed slightly, and then a hint of helplessness and annoyance appeared on his face: "Don't mention him in front of me anymore."
At last, he glanced at her again and added, "A real man, crying like that, what's on his mind? Everyone can see it, but you just like him that way."
Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes widened slightly, making her expression look even more innocent.
She muttered, "But Senior Brother really looks good when he cries. He's a real man, so he must be really sad to be crying."
Fu Lanting pinched her face gently, his words calmly: "He is my disciple. I know him very well. I have never seen him cry since he was a child. How can a cultivator be so fragile? He is just trying to coax your pity. Men are always pretending, so don't trust them completely."
"Oh?" Jiang Zhaoyue blinked, moved closer to him, and smiled, her eyes curved like a crescent moon. She asked him, "So, uncle, are you just pretending? Aren't you a man too?"
The headmaster's face paused. When he first said that, he might have unconsciously stood from the perspective of an elder. Now he realized that he was scolding himself.
He remained silent for a moment, but didn't refute. His face flushed slightly as he spoke in a serious tone, "Yes, I'm trying to please you too. I'm a man too, so I understand them. You should be wary of men."
When the master uncle was generous, he was really generous. In order to make her believe that men are prone to lying, he did not hesitate to use himself as an example.
This kind of honesty is indeed rare among the people Jiang Zhaoyue knows.
She laughed so hard that she fell into his arms. After a while, she tugged at Fu Lanting's clothes and said happily, "Master, you are so cute."
Fu Lanting was praised by her, and coughed as if to cover it up. He looked away from her and just held her body tightly, but the curve of his lips could not be concealed.
In such a good atmosphere, someone came to disturb us.
Still the third elder.
The voice sounded a little dead and a little weak.
The Third Elder did not come in, but knocked on the palace door from outside and said in a deep voice, "Master, Luo Huaiyin of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect wishes to see you."
The headmaster, who was feeling happy with the soft and beautiful girl in his arms, suddenly paused and then quickly dropped his expression.
He still held Jiang Zhaoyue in his arms, but his voice was cold: "No."
The Third Elder did not leave. After a moment, he sighed, "There are also the First and Second Elders of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect. Master, this involves the internal affairs of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect. It is difficult for me to stop it."
What he didn't say was that people were actually asking about Jiang Zhaoyue.
But the Third Elder didn't have the nerve to say it.
Should I tell others that my master helps your master take care of the disciples, and while doing so, he was able to get the girl into his arms?
It is well known that Master Lin dotes on his eldest disciple. The Third Elder knows without a doubt that Master Lin is definitely unaware of the affair between his own master and Jiang Zhaoyue.
Fu Lanting frowned slightly in the hall. It was difficult to refuse directly, so he lowered his head and asked the person in his arms: "Do you want to see them?"
"OK."
Jiang Zhaoyue got up from his arms, straightened her clothes and hair, and there was no ambiguity on her face.
If it was only Senior Brother Luo, it would be fine, but since the Second Elder and the First Elder were both here, she still had to show proper etiquette. This was her duty as the eldest sister of the sect.
Fu Lanting actually didn't want to see those people, especially the young man with the surname Luo. If he remembered correctly, the young man had impure intentions towards Jiang Zhaoyue.
But he couldn't dominate everything about Jiang Zhaoyue.
So he said to the three elders outside the hall: "Let them come over."
When Luo Huaiyin and the first and second elders came to Chonghua Hall to pay homage to Fu Lanting, Jiang Zhaoyue was already standing aside with a gentle smile on his face, not sitting on his throne.
This distant behavior made the master a little unhappy, but he quickly put his thoughts into perspective and looked directly at the three people below.
It was strange that the three of them came together.
The second elder of Yunmiao Immortal Sect is Lin Bozhou's confidant, but the first elder is not. He is from Luo Huaiyin's faction, but they came together today.
The three of them saluted without saying anything else.
The two elders remained silent. Luo Huaiyin took a step forward, cupped his hands, and said respectfully, "Master Sect Leader, we would like to take Junior Sister Jiang back to the sect."
Just this one sentence made Fu Lanting frown deeply.
He glanced at the Second Elder below and said indifferently, "You know, your headmaster personally entrusted me with your care. What qualifications do you have to say this to me?"
Luo Huaiyin was neither hurried nor flustered. He looked up at Jiang Zhaoyue who was standing next to him. His eyes trembled violently when they saw a mark on her neck. He then took a deep breath, lowered his eyes and continued:
"The Master was worried that we wouldn't get along, but we've already agreed that until the Master comes out of seclusion, we won't do anything out of line."
The internal conflict of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect is the competition between the two candidate successors. If this is resolved, there is indeed no need for Jiang Zhaoyue to stay in another sect for a long time.
In fact, Luo Huaiyin saw that she had not returned for a long time, so he went to find the Great Elder in person and persuaded him to reconcile temporarily. At this moment, he brought the Great Elder and the Second Elder with him, which meant that a compromise had been reached within the Yunmiao Immortal Sect.
The second elder is Lin Bozhou's confidant and loves Jiang Zhaoyue very much. Since he has no worries, it is better for his disciples to return to their own sect. Living in other people's homes all the time will inevitably make people laugh.
When Lin Bozhou was in seclusion, the sect leader respected him as the most respected and he could make the decision.
The fact that the first and second elders came in person to receive them was enough to show how much importance the sect attached to their own disciples.
Seeing Fu Lanting remained silent, Luo Huaiyin said again: "Master, I can swear by the way of heaven that what I just said is absolutely true."
No one dared to spread the news of what happened in the council hall before, and the third elder was too embarrassed to say it, so Luo Huaiyin still thought that the mark on Jiang Zhaoyue's neck was because of Jiang Qiying.
It is said that the one who is close to the water gets the moon first, but does that bastard Jiang Qiying deserve it?
At this moment, Luo Huaiyin only had the thought in his mind that 'my competitor deserves better, even if that person is not me'.
If Jiang Zhaoyue doesn't go back, he will be very anxious.
Logically speaking, things have come to this point, and with Lin Bozhou's trusted second elder also present, if Fu Lanting is just a friend, he has done his best and there is no need to force disciples from other sects to stay.
Unfortunately, the relationship here is quite complicated.
Fu Lanting lowered his eyes slightly, brushed the corner of his wide sleeves, and a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, but the smile was a little cold.
He said, "If I don't let you go, what can you do?"
The three people in the hall, including the two elders, couldn't help but look up at him, and were very surprised by his words.
Only the third elder of the Qi Ling Xian Sect, who was standing aside and listening quietly, turned away silently, unable to bear to look.
Luo Huaiyin frowned and looked towards the platform with some confusion: "Master, don't you believe in the oath of heaven?"
"You are not worthy to talk to me."
Fu Lanting didn't even glance at him, but only glanced at the second elder in the hall and said indifferently: "Zhaoyue is doing well here with me, you can go back."
The second elder was stunned for a moment, then looked at the expressionless first elder and the frowning Luo Huaiyin beside him, thought for a moment, and immediately planned to salute in response.
After all, he is Lin Bozhou's confidant. He believes that Master Qi Ling will not harm his friend's disciples. If this is the case, perhaps the masters have some plans.
But before he could utter a word, he saw a hint of anger rising on Luo Huaiyin's frowning face. He tried his best to suppress his voice, but still remembered to be respectful.
"Master Sect Leader, even if you are Jiang Qiying's master, shouldn't you ask Junior Sister Jiang? The current Senior Sister of our Yunmiao Immortal Sect is not someone else's vassal. If the Sect Leader were here, he wouldn't want you to be so biased."
"Holding grudges, don't talk nonsense!"
The expressionless elder beside him called him softly, then bowed and said, "This disciple behaved badly, I hope Master Fu will forgive me."
Fu Lanting didn't look at him, but his expression was cold as he lowered his eyes to look at Luo Huaiyin, who was still a little angry.
His gaze was indifferent, as if he was looking at an ant.
The overwhelming pressure made it impossible for him to straighten his back.
He gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood in his mouth. At this moment, Luo Huaiyin felt a strong sense of unwillingness and hatred in his heart.
I hate myself for not being strong enough, so I can only beg like this.
If he could have the strength of a master, if he was the master of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect...
As if seeing through the resentment beneath his face, the man on the high platform scoffed, "You have such a wicked ambition! Are you the best of the first or second generation of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect?"
His teeth were grinding and Luo Huaiyin was speechless.
A trace of anxiety finally flashed across the face of the great elder beside him. He bowed again and said, "Please forgive me, Master Fu. Considering his youth and inexperience, please spare him this time."
If it weren't for Luo Huaiyin's strong plea, the Great Elder would not have come today.
He supported Luo Huaiyin, and what happened to Jiang Zhaoyue had nothing to do with him. He did not take the initiative to deal with the junior, which was his dignity as a strong man, not to mention coming to pick him up in person and giving the other party enough respect.
As a result, before the person was picked up, Luo Huaiyin actually offended the headmaster Qi Ling.
This person is not a good person.
"How can a young and ignorant person offend a powerful person?"
Fu Lanting looked at him with even colder eyes.
What the master hates to hear the most now is the word "young".
Even though he is still in his prime, Jiang Qiying and Luo Huaiyin are of the younger generation. They are Jiang Zhaoyue's peers, and they can even be said to be childhood sweethearts who have experienced life and death together. This shows how harsh this topic is to his ears.
Sweat broke out on the Great Elder's forehead. When he was about to find something to say, he suddenly heard a clear female voice coming from the high platform.
The gentle tone was a voice he was familiar with.
"I beg you to forgive me, Uncle Master. Senior Brother Luo did not mean to offend me."
It was actually Jiang Zhaoyue's voice.
However, as soon as she said this, Fu Lanting not only did not restrain his coldness, but instead looked at her in disbelief.
Immediately, the headmaster lowered his voice and said softly, "Are you pleading for him?"
He disliked Luo Huaiyin, partly because Luo Huaiyin was spying on people he shouldn't be spying on, but more importantly because he was Jiang Zhaoyue's competitor.
As a result, this heartless guy actually pleaded for the other party?
Jiang Zhaoyue looked at him innocently, but her voice was still gentle: "After all, he is my disciple's senior brother."
Fu Lanting didn't like to hear the word "senior brother".
He stared at her for a long time, and finally suppressed his anger. After all, he really had no way to deal with Jiang Zhaoyue.
Then he waved his hand impatiently and said to the people below: "Forget it, you can leave."
Luo Huaiyin wiped the blood from his lips with a gloomy face, and suddenly said under the somewhat frightened gaze of the Great Elder: "Junior Sister, can you please excuse me and talk for a moment?"
These words were so familiar, so familiar that Fu Lanting's forehead suddenly throbbed.
But Luo Huaiyin just stared at Jiang Zhaoyue, waiting for her answer stubbornly.
Jiang Zhaoyue nodded of course.
After all, he is her senior brother. Although the previous Luo Huaiyin had the same personality as her, the recent Senior Brother Luo is still somewhat interesting.
The headmaster glanced at her again, pursed his lips slightly, and then looked away. The subtle expression on his face made it hard to tell whether it was anger or grievance.
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't coax him, but just gave him a smiling look, and then went to the side hall to talk with Luo Huaiyin.
This situation is so familiar.
So much so that Fu Lanting stared at the door of the side hall with a look so cold that it could poke two holes in it.
The breath was even colder, frightening the three elders who were still in the hall so much that they dared not breathe loudly.
In the side hall, Luo Huaiyin didn't care that this was Sect Leader Qi Ling's territory and he might hear them. After the two of them stood still, he asked anxiously, "Are you and Jiang Qiying..."
Jiang Zhaoyue pretended not to understand: "What about Brother Jiang?"
"That's it, are you with him?"
Luo Huaiyin's face was filled with anxiety. He scanned the marks on her neck again and finally sighed, "How can you forgive him so easily? Don't you remember how he rejected you in the beginning? You are the eldest sister of our Yunmiao Immortal Sect. Who the hell is that bastard Jiang Qiying? Don't be fooled by him."
Jiang Zhaoyue listened to him calmly and asked him, "Are you jealous?"
The anxious, disappointed expression on Luo Huaiyin's face froze for a moment. After a while, he blushed and stammered, "How is that possible? I don't like you. I just can't bear to see you being deceived."
He took a deep breath, as if convincing himself, and continued, "You and I are competing, and our goal is the position of the headmaster. It's power, strength, and immortality. What are men? Jiang Zhaoyue, don't let me look down on you. Being obsessed with love is not your life."
He is like a mother who is trying her best to dissuade a love-sick child with earnest advice.
After he finished speaking, Jiang Zhaoyue only replied: "I am obsessed with love, Yunmiao Immortal Sect is yours."
Luo Huaili was suddenly stuck, his lips opening and closing for a long time before he spoke with a lack of confidence: "I want to win, not let it come. In short, as my opponent, you can't do this for a man."
"Really?" Jiang Zhaoyue remained calm. Her tone seemed surprised, but in reality, it was quite normal. She looked at him calmly, "That's not what you said before."
Luo Huaiyin is a born ambitious man. Unlike Jiang Qiying, he has had a clear goal since he joined the Yunmiao Immortal Sect and made his mark. Later, Jiang Zhaoyue intervened, and he openly admired Jiang Zhaoyue and secretly suppressed her power. Both openly and secretly, he did this just for his ambition.
He is not the kind of person who values morality and fairness.
Because his life has never been fair.
He was speechless when Jiang Zhaoyue said this, but he refused to admit that he was jealous. After a long pause, he finally squeezed out a sentence: "Come back with me, and I will give you two points in the next distribution of sect resources."
If the great elder outside the door heard this, he would definitely rush in and beat this prodigal son to death.
Jiang Zhaoyue smiled, a smile that showed a hint of interest, and she said with a hint of meaning: "I won the fight for the Tianyan Dao Fruit last time. Are you sure you want to give up two more points? Aren't you afraid that the Great Elder will peel off your skin?"
Luo Huaiyin rubbed his forehead and said indifferently: "It's just a conflict of interest. Can he really beat me to death? But you, you have to listen to what I say."
After saying that, as if remembering something, he glanced at her neck, his voice tinged with unconscious sourness: "This kind of man is selfish and despicable. Does he know that if he is seen by others, they will talk about you behind your back?"
Jiang Zhaoyue looked at him calmly, with a smile on her face, and said softly, "I let him stay here on purpose."
The rebuke on Luo Huaiyin's face was stuck in his face. After a while, he opened his mouth, but seemed to be at a loss for words. After several breaths, he said indignantly: "Then he doesn't know how to persuade you, what a useless man!"
Without waiting for Jiang Zhaoyue to say anything else, he suddenly lowered his voice, moved closer, and looked at her with resentment: "Do you like Jiang Qiying so much? I'm not that bad to you, am I? Why do you always laugh at my jokes?"
When we get to his place, we are intimate and actively ask to leave traces.
Luo Huaiyin didn't say it out loud, but his heart was already bubbling with bubbles, and he felt an indescribable sense of grievance.
Jiang Zhaoyue crossed her arms, not caring about his resentment. She raised her head slightly and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"
"I……"
Luo Huaiyin subconsciously stopped the topic and licked the corners of his dry lips. He changed the subject: "You should go back to Yunmiao Immortal Sect. I have already made an agreement with the Great Elder. How about we live in peace from now on?"
"not good."
Jiang Zhaoyue rejected him decisively.
Luo Huaiyin's words got stuck in his throat before he could finish his persuasion.
After a pause, he took a deep breath, as if he had suddenly given up, and said calmly: "Okay, then I want to live in Qiling Xianzong too."
"Okay." Jiang Zhaoyue pointed outside the door and winked at him: "As long as you can get the consent of Master Qi Ling."
Speaking of Fu Lanting, Luo Huaiyin paused for a moment, then quickly said firmly:
"That's fine. If Sect Leader Qi Ling doesn't allow me, I'll just set up a tent at the foot of Qi Ling Xian Zong's mountain. He can't kill me just because I set up a tent in front of his house, right? I can't just watch you get fooled by that bastard Jiang Qiying."
He probably said this on purpose, and he might even have said it for Master Qi Ling outside to hear.
Jiang Zhaoyue smiled and did not refute.
Seeing this, Luo Huaiyin knew that he could not persuade her, so he said nothing more, opened the door and walked out.
Back in the main hall, Fu Lanting's expression was still cold, but he didn't care. He simply stepped forward, bowed, and said sincerely, "I've heard that the Qiling Immortal Sect's Facing Wall Cliff is effective in strengthening the body. I beg the Master to allow me to use it. I'd like to stay here for a while."
The great elder next to him looked unhappy. He wanted to say something, but because Fu Lanting was there, he could only keep it to himself.
Fu Lanting swept his cold eyes over the two of them and was about to send them away, but at some point he suddenly thought of something.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, and a rare smile appeared on his face, although it didn't look very warm.
Said: "I agree."
He was about to drive Luo Huaiyin away, but he suddenly remembered Jiang Qiying.
He knew Jiang Zhaoyue too well. She might not like Luo Huaiyin very much, but she really liked Jiang Qiying.
Fu Lanting didn't say it, but he still remembered in his heart that when he asked Jiang Zhaoyue about Jiang Qiying's choice, she never really answered.
His disciple is the real 'pitiable' one.
Leaving Luo Huaiyin behind, he wanted to see if Jiang Qiying still had time to come and "cry beautifully" in front of Jiang Zhaoyue.
His permission obviously surprised many people.
However, Luo Huaiyin didn't think about it in such an outrageous way. For the first time, he sincerely bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, Master."
Fu Lanting nodded casually, thought for a moment, and then said, "Since you are the pride of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect, I will not treat you harshly. You can live in... Hengshui Courtyard."
Hengshui Courtyard is next to Jiang Qiying. Generally speaking, only the core disciples of Qiling Xianzong are qualified to live here. It is obviously against the rules for Luo Huaiyin to live here.
But in the Qi Ling Immortal Sect, the Qi Ling Sect Master is the rule.
Luo Huaiyin was quickly sent away. Before leaving, he gave Jiang Zhaoyue a wink.
Obviously, some things are not convenient to say in front of Master Qi Ling.
After everyone left, the cold and domineering Master Qi Ling stopped pretending and pulled the person into his arms.
After skillfully placing Jiang Zhaoyue's hand on his chest, he nuzzled the person's ear and said with a hint of grievance, "Don't bother with these brats anymore, okay? They make me upset just looking at them."
Before Jiang Zhaoyue could react, he had already subconsciously clenched his fists twice, and his voice became somewhat perfunctory.
"Okay, okay, ignore it."
Fu Lanting clearly saw that she was being perfunctory, but he could only bite her ear lightly.
"You just want my body, don't you?"
Every time he talks about feelings, he starts to be perfunctory, but when it comes to the matter of lust, he is more excited than anyone else and can put all his energy into him.
Jiang Zhaoyue's eyes fixed on his chest for two seconds, then she immediately held his face, her face full of tenderness, and called out skillfully, "How could that be? Uncle Master, I just like you."
"If I ask you not to touch me for a month, you can only..."
But before he could finish his words, he saw the man in front of him quickly withdraw the hand that was holding his face and said resentfully, "Uncle Master, are you trying to force me to death?"
“…”
Fu Lanting took a deep breath, finally gave up the matter and comforted himself.
"There's a lot of time to come, a lot of time to come..."
He shouldn't be angry. At least he is greedy for his body. There is a long way to go, and it will bear fruit one day.
The master comforted me in this way and persuaded me with all his words.
He took the hand of the person in front of him again and this time put it into his collar.
Fu Lanting said with some seduction, grabbing her hand and moving it on his body, with a hint of smile in his voice, which was much more pleasant than usual.
He leaned close to Jiang Zhaoyue's ear, his soft lips half covering her ear, and breathed warmly:
"Xiaobao, do you like their bodies as much as mine? Are the young boys better, or am I better, huh?"
Jiang Zhaoyue threw himself forward, sinking into the soft chest, and his tone immediately became cheerful.
She said sweetly, "Hello, Master Uncle, Master Uncle is the most handsome."
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The author has something to say: Two chapters combined into one.
I felt a little dizzy halfway through writing last night, and I was so groggy that I couldn't continue writing. I felt much better after lying down all day today. Sorry I forgot to ask for leave, but I'm fine now!
Yesterday's update will be posted later.
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