Plan 35
Autumn has passed and winter has arrived, but this winter seems particularly cold.
"Master, it hurts so much, please help me..."
"I hate you, Chu Qingge, I hate you."
"No, Yin Li, it's Master's fault—"
Chu Qing suddenly opened her eyes in bed. The bright sunlight stung her eyes, and she tried to raise her hand to shield them, but was quickly stopped by the person next to her.
"Master, you are badly injured, lie down quickly." Mo Yu said softly, unable to hide her worry.
You came back by yourself.
Chu Qing let her mind wander for a long while before finally asking, "How long have I been asleep?"
In an instant, the words fell silent. Mo Yu, holding a bowl of medicine in his left hand, tried to help the other person up. He could sense that his master's current condition was not good.
But she couldn't bear to let the atmosphere become awkward, so as she handed the bitter medicine to the other person, she tentatively said, "It's been three months."
Three months
So long...
It must be snowing outside. I wonder if Yin Li is cold. He was only wearing thin clothes when he fell off the cliff. He's so badly injured that even his demonic energy can't keep him warm.
"Master, Master? The medicine is getting cold."
Chu Qing managed to pull herself back to reality. She silently finished her medicine and then leaned against the headboard in a daze.
well
During this period of time, he sensed that something was wrong when Elder Hua brought his comatose master back.
That day, he saw the silence of the group. Nearly half of the disciples from Green Mountain Peak who had gone out were gone. He also saw that his usually lively and cheerful junior sister had red and swollen eyes and was lifeless. She did not come to see her master once throughout the whole trip.
After receiving the master's teachings, I learned the general outline from the few words spoken by Elder Hua and other disciples.
"Senior Brother Yin Li—" A disciple beside him nudged the speaker and then addressed Mo Yu, "That demon was stabbed off the cliff by Elder Qing Ge's sword and should, should have perished."
Dead?
Is Yin Li dead?
Even though he disliked Yin Li so much back then, he was still extremely shocked when he heard the news from someone else that he had never dared to believe.
Did that jealous madman really die so easily?
He simply vanished from this land without leaving a word, still bearing the most despicable infamy.
"monster."
"Colluding with the demon race."
"Elder Qingge is really bad at judging people, actually taking a monster as his disciple!"
"You didn't see that day. That monster was covered in terrifying purplish-red demonic energy. In the end, it was still severely injured by the divine artifact and was pushed down by the Grand Elder."
In the following days, Mo Yu shuttled back and forth between the Cloud Mist Sect and the Medicine Hall for Chu Qing's injury. Along the way, when passing through various trial grounds, she inevitably heard many private discussions.
The Green Mountain Peak was still shrouded in gloom due to the aftermath of the great battle. He felt a bitter taste in his mouth. Just a few days ago, he and his four disciples were chatting and laughing. When they parted, he had reluctantly given Yin Li a bag of precious pills.
That was the result of countless days and nights of hard work, all to better assist them in their trials, each drop a testament to my unwavering sincerity.
Little did they expect that this farewell would be their last.
In just a few days, everything changed drastically, and everything collapsed and shattered.
Yin Li, could you please give me back the pill?
Later, Mo Yu also heard that Elder Qingge of Qingshan Peak was injured while defeating the demons in time to stop the damage and had been unconscious for several days. Xu Zhiqi and Hua Qi were also extremely busy. They not only joined forces with various sects to investigate Wen Ruyu's whereabouts, but also comforted the disciples for a long time.
Besides official business, Hua Qi has been searching for the best herbs to treat Chu Qing. When Mo Yu first examined Chu Qing, her meridians were almost shattered and her spiritual platform was severely damaged. It would probably take at least a year and a half before she could use her spiritual power.
Fortunately, it wasn't so serious as to be beyond redemption.
So for the past three months, he has basically followed Elder Hua to fetch herbs, take care of his master, and incidentally—check whether Ling Xueluo has been locking herself in her room all along.
Autumn has passed and winter has arrived, but this winter seems particularly cold.
The heavy snow blanketed every corner of the Cloud Mist Sect, adding to the desolation and melancholy. As the snowflakes danced and fell softly, a woman in white appeared inside a slightly ajar window, seemingly trying to blend into the scene. Her lips were pale, and her empty eyes looked so fragile.
A cup of hot tea warmed her hands. Chu Qing knew that Yin Li couldn't possibly be dead, but the pain of genuine feelings kept tormenting her in her midnight dreams. In just over three months, Qingshan Peak had already become a completely different place.
Once a prodigy, she has now fallen into the mud. All the terrifying experiences of that day have become a taboo for every disciple of Green Mountain Peak. After her injuries healed, she thought of going to find Ling Xueluo. Frosty white hair fell on her black hair. Chu Qing raised her hand to knock on the door, but hesitated for a moment.
She came in, and then what?
Explain it? But what is there to explain? The ending is already like this, and that disciple of Elder Chu Qingge of Green Mountain Peak will never return.
Just as Chu Qing was about to turn around, the door quietly opened a crack, and then a rather hoarse voice came from inside: "Master, it's cold outside, come in quickly."
Pushing open the door and glancing at her, Ling Xueluo looked thinner.
"Master, I'm sorry."
The two hadn't seen each other for months, and their conversation was somewhat awkward. Chu Qing gave a bitter smile and slowly walked to the table and sat down: "It's Master's fault, Xue Luo, you should hate me."
Yin Li, you should hate me.
"No, Master must have had his reasons for doing this. Over time, I've come to understand many things. Even if Senior Brother had returned with you back then, he probably wouldn't have survived this long, and might even have been burdened with endless sins..."
"Snowfall, you must believe that anything is possible."
Ling Xuelu stared blankly into the other person's calm eyes. Perhaps it was truly a telepathic connection between master and disciple, but she sensed the deep pain in Chu Qing's eyes.
"Yes, I understand, Master."
She stopped talking. Apart from Chu Qing, almost everyone would agree that Yin Li's fall off the cliff in the third secret realm meant his death. There, countless ferocious beasts lurked, and poisonous herbs and spiritual medicines were everywhere. Anyone who was seriously injured would not have any chance of survival.
As she was leaving, Ling Xueluo called out to Chu Qing.
"Master," she said softly, "this disciple will cultivate diligently and defeat Wen Ruyu."
Each word was spoken with conviction, and Chu Qing felt much warmer. In the dead of winter, there was only a little over half a month left before the Lunar New Year.
She had somewhat forgotten how she had spent the previous year. At that time, Yin Li had not completely let his guard down around her, but at least his attitude had warmed up considerably. Because Chu Qingge was cold-hearted, and Chu Qing herself was similar to the original owner of the body, the Cloud Mist Sect was never as lively as other sects. Sometimes Hua Qi would tease her, "I say, Qingge, you have a lot of salary all year round, why don't you think about decorating it up, or—taking in a few more disciples, so it would be more lively."
“Look at Zhi Qiu and me, we have at least ten or eight disciples under our tutelage. But you, ever since you took Ling Xue in, you haven’t made any moves.”
At that time, she just smiled and remained silent. Having such a troublesome male lead as Yin Li was enough. He, on the other hand, had it easy. It was all because good and bad things happened to his own disciple.
That winter was Chu Qing's first New Year in the world of cultivation. The four of them, master and disciples, gathered at the familiar round table in the courtyard. Although they had all abstained from grains, the atmosphere was there, and they all drank some wine.
"A new year, a new beginning."
"Master, Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, Master."
Happy New Year.
It was a pure white snowy day, ordinary and uneventful, as if one could live like that forever. But this year's Spring Festival was destined to be different.
Since Chu Qing woke up, apart from going to the cold pool to recuperate, taking her medicine on time as instructed by Mo Yu and other medical elders, and checking on Ling Xueluo's cultivation, she hasn't done anything else. She also inquired about Wen Ruyu's whereabouts from Hua Qi, but found no clues.
However, the demon race has undergone another change.
"I heard that a new Demon Lord has emerged in the Demon Clan. He defeated the old Demon Lord Lian Yan and hung his corpse on the city wall for three days and three nights. His methods were extremely cruel and brutal."
Hua Qi seemed to have actually seen it, and he gasped as he continued, "And this new Demon Lord is also very mysterious, with black hair, red clothes, but he covers his eyes with a white silk ribbon all day long." Hua Qi took a sip of hot tea, his brows furrowed, his expression inevitably worried.
"Sigh, let's not talk about that. I sent people to keep an eye on you from a distance. Qingge, how are you feeling now?"
"I'm almost completely healed. Now, apart from not being able to use my spiritual power all the time, I'm fine."
After another six months of recuperation, she recovered very quickly, and time is indeed a good medicine, gradually healing the wounds in everyone's heart.
"Well, that's good. You don't know how scared I was when you fainted."
Both of them looked slightly awkward for a moment, so Hua Qi quickly changed the subject: "In a while, it will be the annual disciple assembly. Summer is in full swing, it should be lively."
"Yes, but there are too many people at the disciples' assembly, so we still need to be careful," Chu Qing said casually. She had a feeling that after living a peaceful life for so long, the plot was about to move forward again.
That new Demon Lord...
Chu Qing felt a bitter taste in her mouth and wanted to drink a sip of tea to sweeten it up. She knew it was Yin Li, it could only be him.
"Yes, you're right. I'll send people to step up our precautions."
"Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now."
Although her body had almost fully recovered, Chu Qing's meridians still occasionally ached, and even using too much spiritual energy would damage her fundamental health.
In truth, in this world of cultivation, I am no different from a useless person.
"Um... cough cough." Hua Qi saw Chu Qing about to turn around and wanted to say something, but he hesitated for a long time.
"Say what you want to say, I'm fine." Chu Qing said helplessly, guessing what the other person wanted to bring up.
Sure enough, the next second Hua Qi solemnly said, "At this disciple assembly, you—why don't you consider taking me in, uh, I—"
"Elder Hua, I know."
Chu Qing paused for a moment: "But do you think I'm suitable right now?"
"Why not? Qingge, you're just too tired. You have to shoulder everything alone. Look at yourself now. You can't just keep dragging Mo Yu through it all, can you?"
"Apprentices are meant to be trained, not to serve me. I really don't need them, and I don't have the energy for it right now. We'll see."
"That--"
"Sigh, alright, but you are the master." Hua Qi sighed, and seeing that he couldn't persuade him, he didn't insist anymore.
"Qingge," he called out again to Chu Qing, who was about to leave.
"Nothing is insurmountable; we must always look forward."
Chu Qing's heart skipped a beat, as if struck by a heavy needle. After a long pause, she managed to squeeze out a single syllable: "Mmm."
Actually, she felt that she was a person who recovered very quickly, both physically and mentally, but she didn't know why she would break down in a second every time Hua Qi started talking.
It may have been too long since anything happened, but she can certainly look for promising talents at the disciples' assembly. As for when the system will appear, there's no need to rush it.
The disciples' assembly—Chu Qing kept thinking about this phrase on her way back. Perhaps she could lure Yin Li out in advance in another way.
To complete the mission, she first needed to meet the male lead. Besides, she guessed that Wen Ruyu was hiding somewhere not far from the demon realm. As for winning over Yin Li, if he still harbored some feelings for her, then for a stubborn person like him, the best approach was—
Winning Hearts
She knew what to do.
Chu Qing smiled slightly; it was the first truly genuine smile she had shown since waking up.
[Author's Note]
I've found that if I had a whip next to me, I could still manage to move my hands and type a few more words.
Hey! I've written over three thousand words again! We won't meet again in the next chapter, but the one after that should be when we meet the crazy Demon Lord Yin Li~~~
However, I feel the male protagonist's madness won't last a second before he turns into a puppy (thinking).
Actually, I really like angst or melodramatic plots, but not mindless melodrama, okay? So, you can probably guess what's going to happen next, hahaha. I hope some angels can interact with me! Love you all! Get some rest, see you tomorrow~ [winking emoji][winking emoji][winking emoji]
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