Chapter 52 The development of each other's future stories.
Like a broken mask that can never be put back together again.
The master and disciple finally tore off all the facades and revealed their true colors.
As the object of struggle in this story and the only bystander, Jiang Zhaoyue quietly watched them stare at each other, gamble, struggle and separate in the cold.
As Fu Lanting led her back to Chonghua Hall in silence, she said gently, "Uncle Master, if you say that, Senior Brother will be sad."
The headmaster suddenly stopped, leaned over and hugged her.
His muffled voice came from her neck.
"Xiaobao, you clearly said that you like me the most."
She had clearly said this, but she still abandoned him, ignored his sadness, and still spoke up for Jiang Qiying.
What about him?
Sometimes he really wanted to dig open Jiang Zhaoyue's chest to see if she had a heart.
And even though he knew her ruthlessness and cruelty, he still couldn't help but want to compete for her attention.
Fu Lanting felt like a moth that flew into a flame, knowingly committing crimes and sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss, unable to extricate himself.
Perhaps sensing the pain in his voice, the woman in front of him finally reached out and hugged him back. Her voice was calm, soothing, and a decadent tenderness.
She said, "Of course I like my uncle the best."
lie.
They're all lies.
Fu Lanting knew it clearly.
But he still felt a little better, just because of her lie that couldn't be simpler.
Taking a deep breath, the headmaster said in a deep voice, "No matter what he says, you can't agree to it. You can't give him the same thing as me. Xiaobao, you can't be so cruel to me."
"good."
Jiang Zhaoyue's voice softened a little, without the slightest hesitation, just as decisively as she had been when she left last night.
She promised him: "Master Uncle will always be unique."
Only then did Fu Lanting let out a long breath and let go of her body.
"You can't lie to me."
"good."
"We can't be fooled by those brats anymore."
His tone was sour. "Looking at the stars and the moon are just childish tricks. What's the point? We are cultivators, seeking immortality and freedom. If we want the stars and the moon, we can just pick them ourselves. What's so good about something that is available every day?"
"yes."
Jiang Zhaoyue was still coaxing him, but there was a hint of laughter in her voice, as if she was laughing at his childish jealousy.
She said in a rare, somewhat timid tone, "I know that Master-Uncle doesn't like looking at the moon, but he prefers playing exciting games, right?"
This obvious joke made Fu Lanting's face pause slightly, and then he said angrily: "You, you only know how to bully your uncle, when you are so considerate and polite to others."
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't mind what he said. She still smiled and snuggled up to him: "So, does Master-shi like it?"
A barely perceptible red flashed across the Master's face, and he coughed as if to cover it up, saying softly, "I like it."
"Master uncle is so good."
Jiang Zhaoyue was obviously the inferior, but she approached him and kissed him on the cheek as if to reward him.
It happened so quickly and with a sound, just like when a child kisses an adult on the cheek when being coquettish.
Fu Lanting's complexion looked better.
Although the headmaster was cold and overbearing, he was easy to coax. After just two strokes, his anger had mostly dissipated. He murmured, "Next time something like this happens, you have to choose me, or I'll be angry."
"good."
"You can't let me wait for you in Chonghua Hall all night. Do you know that I was very sad last night?"
"Poor uncle-master." Jiang Zhaoyue sighed with some pity, then held up his cheek and looked at him carefully. Although he said it was pitiful, there was an indescribable teasing in his voice.
"Can I compensate my uncle?"
She pressed her face against his, her nose almost touching his.
Fu Lanting's throat rolled over and he subconsciously looked away. Even at such a close distance, he still found it difficult to calm down.
But his voice honestly revealed a hint of expectation: "...How do you compensate me?"
"How does Master want to compensate you?"
It was rare for her to give the initiative to Fu Lanting, but the master's eyes trembled for several breaths, but he just blushed slightly and said softly: "Then, give me a kiss."
"Just a kiss?"
The headmaster hesitated for a moment, then nodded, and then said with a sigh, "Xiaobao, let's form a bond."
"Okay, wait for my master to come out of seclusion."
Jiang Zhaoyue still answered him the same way.
A hint of disappointment flashed across Fu Lanting's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He looked at the woman's face and said seriously, "Then... I'm going to kiss Xiaobao."
The sincere preview before getting close made Jiang Zhaoyue couldn't help laughing.
Then her uncle threw her down on the golden sandalwood chair and kissed her earnestly.
With a slight dissatisfaction that she chose Jiang Qiying and abandoned him, his actions were somewhat strong and aggressive, but Jiang Zhaoyue liked it too.
After making a fuss for a while and filling her spiritual stomach, she said goodbye to her uncle's beautiful body and his reluctant gaze and began to practice.
Until the afternoon.
The third elder's communication jade talisman almost exploded again.
The good news is that the protagonist of this gossip is no longer just the headmaster of the family.
The good news is that the headmaster is still one of the protagonists.
With such a big commotion last night, almost no one was unaware of it. The six masters gathered in the Ninth Heaven afterwards, which made countless cultivators unable to sleep all night.
I wonder what kind of big event has happened to attract the attention of so many powerful people.
I don’t know who was so interested last night. At noon, there were only some strange news, but by the afternoon, this gossip had spread throughout the seven major immortal sects.
It is said that the fight between Fu Lanting, the head of Qiling Immortal Sect, and Lian Yueqing, the head of Jiyue Immortal Sect, was because the head of Jiyue Immortal Sect was spying on the disciple of the head of Yunmiao Sect, and had been sending him messages in private many times to seduce him, using extremely vile words. Those messages were accidentally discovered by the head of Qiling Sect, which led to the battle in the Ninth Heaven.
It was the same last time.
A good battle between the head masters turned into a personal dispute of love, hate and vengeance within one day, shocking many people.
Such things are even more shocking than the leader of the Qiling Immortal Sect stealing his disciple's wife and spying on his good friend's disciples.
News between the seven major immortal sects flew like snowflakes, and countless people wanted to find out the truth to see if it was really as shocking as the rumors said.
But this time, the person at the center of the storm became Lian Yueqing.
The target of public criticism became the Jiyue Immortal Sect.
The disciples of Jiyue Immortal Sect were even more embarrassed than the disciples of Qiling Immortal Sect a few days ago.
After all, they are robbing and plundering, at least they are the superiors, while our own master is the inferior, the one who uses despicable means. For the cultivation world that admires the strong, being a mistress is obviously more unacceptable than robbing and plundering.
Jiang Zhaoyue also received a message from Yang Xuelan, the chief disciple of the younger generation of Jiyue Xianzong that night.
Senior Sister Yang said to her in a tone of despair, "Junior Sister, could you please tell the Third Elder of the Qiling Immortal Sect that we are of the same origin, so why are we so eager to fight each other?"
A few days ago, the disciples of Qiling Xianzong were ridiculed when they went out, and they were also mocked and teased by their fellow disciples when they went out to gain experience. When the news came out today, many disciples of Qiling Xianzong seemed to have been pardoned and began to step on the even more miserable disciples of Jiyue Xianzong.
So much so that many disciples of the Jiyue Immortal Sect came to complain to her, saying that they could not bear this insult.
Yang Xuelan didn't dare to go to her own master who had failed in her attempt to be a mistress, so she could only ask Jiang Zhaoyue for help.
Jiang Zhaoyue found it a little funny, but still agreed to tell the Third Elder.
That night, she saw the third elder, who was radiant and seemed to have exhaled all the foul air.
The Qi Ling Xian Zong still had a bad reputation, but now with the even worse Ji Yue Xian Zong, he felt much better.
Even when he heard Jiang Zhaoyue talking about Yang Xuelan, he could still say kindly: "It's okay, I will pass on the instructions and tell the disciples not to go too far. After all, we are from the same immortal sect and we are of the same blood."
After completing Senior Sister Yang's request, Jiang Zhaoyue had just walked out of the Elder Hall when he saw Luo Huaiyin pacing back and forth at the door with an anxious look on his face.
Luo Huaiyin was obviously waiting for her.
As soon as they met, Senior Brother Luo frowned and quickly asked her, "Is the rumor true?"
"What rumors?"
"That's the Jiyue Xianzong's headmaster..." Luo Huaiyin paused, his expression becoming even uglier. He lowered his voice, gritting his teeth a bit, "That Lian Yueqing, is he really that shameless?"
Without waiting for Jiang Zhaoyue's answer, he seemed certain of his decision and stopped asking questions, only to continue cursing, "I thought Fu Lanting was the most shameless person in the world, but I didn't expect there were other masters out there. Don't the people of Jiyue Xianzong find it shameful to behave like this?"
Jiang Zhaoyue waited until he finished his rambling before smiling and saying, "It has nothing to do with you, so why are you so excited?"
"How come it has nothing to do with me?"
Luo Huaiyin was even angrier than when he scolded Fu Lanting that day.
He looked at Jiang Zhaoyue and felt as if his cabbages were being coveted by beasts.
"You are a disciple of our Yunmiao Immortal Sect. These evil spirits are acting so recklessly just because our Sect Master is in seclusion. They are simply going too far. When our Sect Master comes out, we will not let any of them go."
Luo Huaiyin was a competitor for the position of the Yunmiao Immortal Sect's headmaster, and he originally hoped that the headmaster would go into seclusion. But at this moment, he wanted to wake up the Yunmiao Sect's headmaster immediately so that these monsters could see clearly that their Yunmiao Immortal Sect was not without support and that any dirty thing could come and lick them.
The more he spoke, the angrier he became. At the end, Luo Huaiyin suddenly reached out and grabbed her, his face extremely serious: "Let's go, we can't stay here anymore, let's go back to Yunmiao Immortal Sect."
Jiang Zhaoyue naturally didn't move.
A smile appeared on her face and she looked at him with a smile. Although it was something related to her, she seemed to have no feelings at all.
"My master is in seclusion, so there's no point in going back. Aren't you afraid that Lian Yueqing will come and attack you? Will you resist him then?"
Luo Huaiyin's face stiffened slightly.
He was unwilling in his heart, but he also knew that he was no match for Master Ji Yue.
After two breaths of silence, Luo Huaiyin's expression suddenly became depressed.
He lowered his eyes, which was rare, his face was gloomy, and his tone was low, with a bit of dejection.
"Jiang Zhaoyue, am I...useless?"
He curled his lips into a bitter smile.
"I can't compete with Fu Lanting, I have no way to deal with Lian Yueqing, and even... even Jiang Qiying can defeat me. I am such a failure."
It was rare for him to feel so depressed.
As an ambitious cultivator, Luo Huaiyin always moves forward and never wastes himself on internal energy. But at this moment, the feeling of powerlessness lingers in his heart and refuses to go away for a long time.
Jiang Zhaoyue naturally wouldn't be so kind as to comfort him just because he was feeling down. After all, he was not someone she cared about.
So she just smiled and said, "How could that be? Haven't I defeated you yet?"
“…”
The disappointment on Luo Huaiyin's face quickly disappeared. He glanced at her bright smile, immediately raised his head, and said firmly: "You can't beat me. I am the final winner. But don't worry, even if I win, Senior Brother won't treat you harshly."
"Wow, you're so confident."
Jiang Zhaoyue answered him perfunctorily.
Luo Huaiyin didn't care about her perfunctory attitude. The loss he had just felt quickly dissipated like a mirage. He regained his composure, cleared his throat, and then said to her seriously, "What do you think about this?"
"What idea?"
"Revenge."
Luo Huaiyin looked at her as if guiding her, somewhat disappointed in her: "A cultivator must seek revenge. Your uncle's methods are despicable, but since you like him, I don't bother to say anything. This guy from the Jiyue Immortal Sect is so shameless. Just because he's the head of the Jiyue Immortal Sect, should we let him go? Even an ant would bite off a piece of his flesh."
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't answer, but just looked at him with interest: "How are you going to bite off a piece of meat?"
Luo Huaiyin's eyes turned, and a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
"Isn't he eager to become someone's concubine? I've heard all the rumors. He's so shameless, not ashamed but proud of it. It just so happens that Chu Jinhe also wants to be your concubine. Even if it's a concubine, there has to be a first come first served system, right? In my opinion, since he wants to compete, let Chu Jinhe go to Jiyue Xianzong to find him and compete openly. He should win over Chu Jinhe first."
If things go wrong, it will still be Senior Brother Luo who will be responsible.
Only he could think of letting the leader of a sect and a disciple compete for the position of concubine.
Jiang Zhaoyue casually imagined this scene and felt inexplicably funny. She put her knuckles to her lips, coughed lightly, and then said, "You are really a genius."
"Why? You think it's great too, right?"
Seeing her say this, Luo Huaiyin immediately hit the snake with a stick: "I think it's good. Your junior brother is sometimes very powerful."
He felt that to deal with shameless people, one had to be shameless too, and he wanted to see who was more shameless.
"No."
Jiang Zhaoyue rejected him directly: "Jinhe is my junior brother, not your pet, don't have any ideas about him."
"Isn't he your puppy..."
Luo Huaiyin muttered softly, then added, "But if we do nothing, wouldn't that be too easy for Lian Yueqing? How about you ask Fu Lanting to beat him up again? Anyway, neither of them is a good person."
He said the last sentence in a very soft voice, but Jiang Zhaoyue still heard it.
She smiled again and refused: "No."
"Okay, okay, I know you just feel sorry for them."
This sentence carries a certain amount of resentment.
However, Luo Huaiyin still felt a little unwilling, but he couldn't say it openly, so he had to deliberately say:
"Jiang Zhaoyue, you are someone who can accomplish great things. With so many heroes competing for the throne, you will definitely have a place in the future. Those handsome men, whether it's Fu Lanting or Jiang Qiying, are just icing on the cake. Don't take it too seriously. Men can't be spoiled too much, as it will only increase their temper. I'm a man too, and I know it best. You have to give them the cold shoulder and suppress them occasionally so that they know their place."
"oh."
Jiang Zhaoyue blinked innocently and asked him again, "But I will feel bad."
"What's so sad about this?"
Luo Huaiyin's tone was full of disdain, as if he didn't treat other men as human beings:
"If you feel bad for a man, you will have bad luck for the rest of your life. Men are the most heartless and disloyal. If you like you today, who knows who you will like tomorrow? If you ask me, you just take them too seriously. There are thousands of men in the world, and you are so outstanding, you deserve better."
"You're so understanding."
"Of course, I said, I am a man, but I am different from them. I don't have so many shameless methods. It's disgusting to hear them."
Luo Huaiyin's voice was even more disdainful, and it was unclear whether he really looked down on her or because he didn't have it.
Jiang Zhaoyue listened to him quietly, then suddenly said, "Senior Brother Luo is indeed different from them."
Before Luo Huaiyin could smile, she said, "You're rather dull."
“…”
It's like the sky is falling.
Luo Huaiyin's expression was stiff. After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a smile and said with all his strength, "Haha, I just act in an upright and aboveboard way. Junior sister, you're joking."
"Indeed, a gifted son of heaven like my senior brother is naturally different from ordinary people like me."
Jiang Zhaoyue ignored his stiffness and complimented him nonchalantly. Then, glancing at the sky, she said cheerfully, "It's so late now. I promised my uncle-master that I would have dinner with him. My uncle-master does have a bit of a temper, but men always need to be coaxed. Of course, a man like Brother Luo doesn't need that."
Without waiting for Luo Huaiyin's response, she said goodbye to him: "Then I'll go first. Goodbye, Senior Brother."
She left without hesitation, leaving Luo Huaiyin alone, standing disheveled in the wind, unable to move for a long time.
Not until Jiang Zhaoyue had completely disappeared did he take a deep breath and relax from his stiffness.
Looking in the direction she left, Luo Huaiyin gritted his teeth, not knowing what he was thinking of. He said hatefully, "She's just a foxy girl, who wouldn't be like that?"
After saying this, as if hinting at himself, he muttered to himself, "I only did it for the Yunmiao Immortal Sect. It's just a pity that she, such a genius of her generation, was tripped up by love. I just... don't want to lose such a rival of equal strength. Otherwise, my life would be too lonely."
He convinced himself as he had done several times before, then took out the communication jade talisman and sent a message to Tian Liuyun of Taiyuan Immortal Sect.
"Brother Liuyun, I want to ask you something."
The person opposite him was his good friend, but ever since the last fight for the Tianyan Dao Fruit, Tian Liuyun always spoke to him with a hint of disappointment.
Luo Huaiyin didn't care and just said, "You have a wide circle of friends. Do you know any disciples of the Hehuan Sect?"
"?"
The other party immediately replied: "What are you doing?"
"Don't worry about it, just tell me whether there is one or not."
"Yes, they do, but they're all shady methods. Why do you want them?"
"If you have any questions, please give me the message from the Hehuan Sect disciple. Oh, and I want a male one."
Tian Liuyun was silent for a moment, then quickly said with certainty, "You want to seduce Jiang Zhaoyue, but you can't, right?"
"No, it's nothing. Why are you asking so many questions? Are you going to help me or not?"
Luo Huaiyin's tone was a little more angry, and a little embarrassed at being exposed.
"Help, how can I not help you? Brother Luo, can you help me ask your Junior Sister Jiang, or else you can take the position of the headmaster of our Taiyuan Xianzong into your pocket? Our headmaster is still very charming, and I can still make some connections with him then."
"You fucking..."
Luo Huaiyin was very angry: "Why are you talking so much nonsense? You still think it's not chaotic enough, right?"
"No, I just sighed, Junior Sister Jiang is truly a hero among men."
Tian Liuyun joked before sighing softly, "I know a disciple of the He Huan Sect's leader. He's fair priced and highly skilled. I'm sure you'll get what you want. I'll pass on his message to you later. Your Yun Miao Xian Sect is truly full of geniuses."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, that's it."
Not wanting to say more, Luo Huaiyin immediately cut off the communication. He exhaled lightly, and from a long distance, he glanced in the direction of Chonghua Palace, and then looked towards Jiang Qiying's courtyard.
A sneer appeared on his lips, and he sneered: "When I return after completing my studies, all of you shameless people will get out of here and go into the darkness."
He strode away with a sneer on his face. His confident look startled the passing disciples of the Qi Ling Xian Sect.
Jiang Zhaoyue didn't know that Senior Brother Luo was such a genius and was willing to spend money to learn the Tao.
She hummed an unknown tune and walked back to Chonghua Hall in the night.
The headmaster also seemed to be in a good mood.
The so-called dinner is actually some food rich in spiritual energy, not necessarily rice. This is what Fu Lanting specially exchanged from the treasure house of Qi Ling Xian Zong. It is for strengthening the body and is suitable for Jiang Zhaoyue who has just refined the resentment in his body.
He had set up a table in the hall. When Jiang Zhaoyue returned, the headmaster had just put away the dishes. He smiled and said to her, "You're back. Come sit down and eat."
She looked like a virtuous wife waiting for her husband to come home for dinner.
Of course, this sense of déjà vu only lasts for a moment.
Fu Lanting's eyes were particularly gentle. Although she was dining with him, Jiang Zhaoyue was actually the only one eating.
Halfway through the meal, Jiang Zhaoyue heard his gentle voice: "Zhaoyue, if Lin Bozhou comes out of seclusion, will you still choose to stay here?"
These words came suddenly. Jiang Zhaoyue's expression paused, and he turned his head to look at him: "Is Master coming out of seclusion?"
Fu Lanting did not answer directly, but just looked at her intently, wanting to get her answer.
Jiang Zhaoyue smiled and sighed, "Uncle Master, you know I never go against my Master's words. Of course, I won't abandon you either."
She picked up a bite of food, as if she had no feelings about the matter at all, but was very calm, even smiling.
"I've been accompanying you all these days. When Master comes out of seclusion, you can come to Yunmiao Immortal Sect to find me. Doesn't Master Uncle really like this sneaky feeling?"
Fu Lanting frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and hugged him sideways, his words suddenly becoming more anxious.
He seemed very certain, or perhaps because they had known each other for a hundred or two hundred years, he really understood Lin Bozhou's character, so he had no doubt: "He won't agree."
"I can defy everything in the world, and I don't care who it is, but if you don't choose me, I really have no choice. Xiaobao, you must choose Master Uncle, okay?"
"good."
Jiang Zhaoyue patted his back soothingly, with a smile on her face, just like many times before, but no one knew whether it was true or a lie.
Her voice was soft, even revealing anticipation.
"I miss my master, doesn't my uncle miss me too?"
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