I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 1

Seize the throne

Today should have been the most glorious day in Qiu Yin’an’s life.

According to Chen Liang’s original promise, Qiu Yin’an will now be sitting on the throne of the Lord of Qingxuan Peak, watching the elders of the sect standing in two rows from the bottom of the jade steps, shouting in unison – congratulations to the Lord on ascending the throne and taking charge of Qingxuan, may I, Qingxuan, prosper for thousands of years.

But now there is no one on the stairs, and there is not a word of congratulations in the ears. There is only him and the document in his hand.

The document is covered with yellow brocade and red ink, and the inscription is strict.

“Today, the position of the Lord of Qingxuan Peak was temporarily held by Chen Liangxian. Now it is announced to the whole sect that Chen Liangxian will step down from the temporary title from now on and take the position of Lord, taking charge of all affairs of the mountain gate. His son Yu Jingyan has officially appointed him as the Young Master of Qingxuan Peak and will inherit the family. In addition, Qiu Yin’an has temporarily suspended the enthronement ceremony and removed the title of Young Master. He will stay in Xishan Palace and treat him according to the rank of the elder of the sect.”

Qiu Yin’an stood alone at the top of the steps, his eyes stung by the piercing words on the document. He realized that he was so naive and stupid that he actually thought that Chenliang would return the title of Lord to him.

Things started five years ago.

Five years ago, when Qiu Yin’an’s parents returned from sealing the demon clan, they were exhausted. They took their last breath and summoned the elders of the sect.

Qiu’s father’s breath was weak. In front of all the elders, he raised his hand and pointed to the elder he trusted most and said: “Chen Liang, Qingxuan Peak and Yin’an are entrusted to you. You must help him secure his position as the Lord.”

Chen Liang nodded respectfully, lowered his eyes and said: “My lord, don’t say stupid things, you will be fine.”

Qiu’s mother took Qiu Yin’an’s hand and said in a hoarse voice, “Yin’an, from now on, you must listen to Elder Chenliang’s words in everything, don’t be willful, and guard Qingxuan Peak.”

After they finished speaking, the couple closed their eyes one after another amidst Qiu Yin’an’s cries.

After settling their affairs, it was supposed to be Qiu Yin’an’s enthronement ceremony, but Chen Liang told Qiu Yin’an that if he wanted to secure his position as Lord, he had to practice hard. Now Qiu Yin’an is only in the realm of a real person.He is too young to control the elders of the sect, and he is already a monk in the realm of Xianzun, so he will take care of the affairs of the sect first. When Qiu Yin’an is weak, he will abdicate and assist him wholeheartedly.

During his lifetime, the Lord asked Chen Liang to tell the elders not to talk too much. At that time, Qiu Yin’an also trusted Chen Liang very much, so Qiu Yin’an listened to Chen Liang and went to Xishan Palace to practice meditation.

Now that the period of the weak crown has come, Qiu Yin’an has also broken through from the realm of real people to the realm of Xianzun. His magic skills are on par with Chen Liang. Qiu Yin’an is full of joy and thinks that he can finally take over Qingxuan Peak. He goes to find Chen Liang, who tells him to wait. He waits and waits, but the only thing that comes is this document.

Qiu Yin’an pinched the wooden shaft at both ends of the document tightly. His hands were hurt until he came back to his senses. Chenliang, the old thief, wanted to send him away with a document. It was absolutely impossible. He had to go to Chenliang, question him face to face, and seek justice for himself.

When Qiu Yin’an kicked open the study door, Chen Liang was sitting in front of the desk, holding the jade seal of the Lord that should have belonged to him, and stamping the document.

Hearing the movement, Chen Liang slowly raised his eyes and said with a hint of impatience, “If you don’t just stay at peace in the West Mountain Palace, what are you doing in the East Mountain Palace?”

Qiu Yin’an slammed the document on the long desk, “You still have the nerve to ask? According to the agreement five years ago, this position of Lord should be mine. Now that you are occupying it and not returning it, are you worthy of my father’s instructions before his death?”

Chen Liang put down the jade seal and snorted coldly, “In the past few years, you have been accustomed to being a hands-off shopkeeper. Could it be that as soon as you open your mouth, I will have to give up the position of Lord to you.”

“Am I going to be the shopkeeper of the Shanzhang?” Qiu Yin’an’s arms were trembling with anger. “Back then, you lied to me that the sect’s affairs were trivial and told me to leave them alone. I listened to you and concentrated on practicing. Now you are calling me the shopkeeper of the Shanzhang?”

Chen Liang’s face darkened and he argued: “In any case, in the past five years, I have acted as the Lord and kept Qingxuan Peak in order. I have worked so hard and achieved great results. I should sit in the Lord’s position. Only by sitting can I convince everyone.”

Qiu Yin’an: “Please write a document and ask all the elders to retreat together. Is this what you call submissive? You can force them for a while, but you can’t force them forever.”

“If I can suppress you now, I can suppress you for the rest of my life.” Chenliang put the jade seal on the table, “I have worked hard for the sect, but you are young and just starting out, how can you manage such a large sect. I am the leader for the good of the sect. Don’t make trouble again. Go back to your Xishan Palace and stay well. I will let the matter of today be bygones.”

Qiu Yin’an: “If you are greedy for power, don’t use the sect as a cover.”

Chenliang: “You are stubborn and ineffective.”

Qiu Yin’an: “I will definitely take back the position of Lord. I, the Qiu family, have been in charge of Qingxuan Peak for a hundred years, and I will never let it change hands in my hands.”

As he spoke, a ball of light golden spiritual power suddenly lit up in Qiu Yin’an’s palm. He moved his palm very quickly, bringing up a gust of wind from his palm and hitting Chen Liang’s front door.

Chen Liang turned back and raised his arm to receive Qiu Yin’an’s palm. With a muffled sound, the two spiritual powers collided and exploded. The shelves in the study room exploded to pieces.

Veins popped up on Chen Liang’s forehead: “Are you crazy? We are fighting. Aren’t you afraid that other sects will take advantage of the situation? It will not be easy for Qingxuan Peak to dominate the world of cultivation for hundreds of years. Please think about it.”

Qiu Yin’an gritted her teeth and turned her palms to suppress her spiritual power, “If I hadn’t thought about you and you were still useful, I would have slapped you when you came in just now.”

Seeing that Qiu Yin’an was helpless, Chen Liang said arrogantly: “I’m not afraid of you. In the worst case, everything will be dead. Anyway, this Qingxuan Peak is the hard work of your ancestors of the Qiu family. If you are willing to give it up, I will be able to give it up even more.”

Qiu Yin’an’s eyes were sharp and undiminished, “You won’t be proud for long. Soon I will let you down from the position of Lord, and your idiot son Yu Jingyan has not broken through to the real level in so many years. He doesn’t even deserve a title. He still wants to be a young master. Don’t make people laugh.”

“You have no right to humiliate my son.” Chen Liang’s face darkened greatly, “You just took two pills to practice. If you have divine help, what’s the big deal? Without the pills, you might not be as good as Jing Yan.”

Qiu Yin’an raised his chin slightly, “Being able to take pills is my blessing. Your son does not deserve this blessing.”

Chenliang countered: “My son has a father like me, and you don’t deserve it.”

Qiu Yin’an’s eyes instantly felt sore and swollen. He clenched his fists tightly and dug his nails into the flesh of his palms, warning that the tears in his eyes should not fall. He could not lose in front of Chen Liang.

Seeing Qiu Yin’an clenching his teeth and remaining silent, Chen Liang twitched the corners of his lips proudly, “No matter how good Jing Yan is, as long as I’m around, people in the world of cultivation will have to recognize him as the young master of Qingxuan Peak, and you, Qiu Yin’an, can only be the elder of the First Pavilion.”

Qiu Yin’an suppressed the trembling in his chest and retorted in a cold voice: “When you kneel at my feet, you will know how ridiculous your words today are.”

Chen Liang chuckled twice, “I’ll wait and see who has the final say on Qingxuan Peak.”

Qiu Yin’an turned around and walked out the door, all the resentment condensed into a tear in the corner of his eyes, and he wiped it away just as it was about to fall.

He is all his support, so he does not allow himself to be weak. He will win this battle with Chenliang even if he loses his head and blood.