I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 74

let me sleep

Qiu Yin’an felt like he was trapped in a chaotic abyss that he could never get out of. Here, he stepped on the pumice stones on the black water and walked forward. As he walked, there was no way ahead. When he turned around, the stones he stepped on also disappeared.

Scenes like this tortured him over and over again. Qiu Yin’an could sense that none of this was true, so he plunged into the black water, but in an instant his feet fell uncontrollably on the rocks. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t get rid of this situation.

Until today, a beam of light suddenly shone in from the chaos, tearing through the darkness. Qiu Yin’an struggled to open her eyes. Her vision alternated between clear and blurry for a long time, and finally settled on a strange but somewhat familiar face.

“Master, you finally woke up.”

The man’s voice seemed to pass through layers of water waves and reach Qiu Yin’an’s ears.

Qiu Yin’an stared at the man in confusion. The man held him so hard that his finger bones hurt.

“I miss you so much, Master.”

The man continued to say this to him, and Qiu Yin’an’s mind went blank. He couldn’t see why the man’s eyes were filled with so much sadness. He tried to feel everything around him and understand where he was.

Qiu Yin’an wanted to ask who that person was, but he moved his lips. Before he could say a word, he was choked back by a sharp pain in his throat.

The man quickly handed him a glass of warm water, helped him up, and handed it to his lips. Qiu Yin’an drank several sips before the pain from the roar gradually dissipated.

Qiu Yin’an leaned on the bedpost and carefully studied the face of the person in front of him. His memory gradually came back to him. It was not until the outline in front of him coincided with the face in his mind that he recognized that the person who called him Master was Wan Qiongju.

As time went by, Wan Qiongju’s face did not deviate much from the one in his memory, except that the eyebrows and eyes were a little calmer, and the contours of his face were more angular.

“Wan Qiongju.” Qiu Yin’an murmured his name, “How long have I been lying there?”

“One thousand one hundred and eighty-five days and nights.” Wan Qiongju had tears on her eyelashes, “You finally woke up. I haven’t heard your voice for a long time.”

Qiu Yin’an did not fully recover from the blur. He was stunned for a moment before he realized how long Wan Qiongju was talking about, “Three years? How could I sleep for so long?”

Qiu Yin’an looked down at his pale and feeble hands and tried to curl up a few times. He had not moved for too long and his body was a little stiff. He tried hard to recall everything and what he had experienced.

那天，白呈英帶着各大門派高手，擅闖璇玑閣，衆長老遲遲未歸山支援，最後——

The last scene he saw was Wan Qiongju holding the witch flag of the great witch master.

Thinking back to this, Qiu Yin’an’s heart suddenly felt like jumping off a cliff, falling infinitely in the void. He slowly turned his head and looked at Wan Qiongju, “Who are you? Why do you also have a witch flag, or a different side? Have I forgotten something?”

Wan Qiongju held his two hands in her palms, and he comforted him: “You are weak now. We will wait until you recover. I will always be with you.”

Qiu Yin’an frowned tightly, his heart beating faster and faster. All the memories rushed into his mind along with his doubts and questions, making him tremble uncontrollably: “I want you to tell me now, what is going on? Why did Jian Fan give you the flag belonging to the Great Witch Lord? You are the Great Witch Lord, right?”

Everything couldn’t be more clear, but Qiu Yin’an just couldn’t figure out why the person he brought back from Wanzong Mountain and raised him well became the witch master he hated most. Why?

“Don’t get excited yet. I promised you that I would confess everything, and I will definitely not hide anything from you.” Wan Qiongju wrapped his arms around Qiu Yin’an’s trembling body and stroked his back to comfort him.

Qiu Yin’an wanted to break away, but his strength had not yet recovered enough to push him away, so he bit Wan Qiongju’s neck.

After a while, the sweet and fishy smell spread between his lips and teeth, but Wan Qiongju did not let go as he wanted.

Except for hissing due to pain at first, Wan Qiongju’s mouth was full of words to coax Qiu Yin’an.

“Master, don’t be angry. I have been waiting for more than three years for you to wake up. I really don’t want anything to happen to you again.”

“Don’t call me Master, I want you to say it now.” Qiu Yin’an roared, “Why did you hide around me and lie to me for so long, Wan Qiongju, am I not good to you? You lied to my feelings and my people. You are so bad. Aren’t you afraid of retribution?”

Qiu Yin’an didn’t want to look like a weakling, but she couldn’t help but shed tears, “Why did I fall for you? Why am I so lustful? Why am I with you?”

Qiu Yin’an hated Wan Qiongju and also hated himself.

“I never lied to you. I really love you. I didn’t know my identity until later.” Wan Qiongju withdrew and took out a peace charm with a red tassel from his arms. Qiu Yin’an remembered that this was given to Wan Qiongju by the strange old man they met at the White Cliff in Hanling.

“This talisman is not a peace talisman, but a talisman that can awaken my past memories.” Wan Qiongju held Qiu Yin’an’s hand, “Do you know what I was thinking when I just remembered those past events?”

Wan Qiongju’s eyes were red, and he looked at the other pair of wet red eyes, “I was thinking, since I took away your wife’s life and was reborn, then I am no longer a great witch cultivator, I am your wife.”

“Are you the one who took another person’s life and was reborn? Or is it my destiny, my wife?” Qiu Yin’an felt a breath of anger in his heart. He waved his hand and slapped Wan Qiongju’s face. The palm was not strong, but it still made people feel the overwhelming hatred. “You are really crazy.”

“I accept whatever you scolded.” Wan Qiongju took the hand Qiu Yin’an hit him with and rubbed it regardless of the other’s disgust. “Ever since I recovered my memory from the beating, I have been afraid every day, fearing that you will not forgive me.”

“You don’t have to be afraid now. I tell you clearly that I will never forgive you.” Qiu Yin’an was holding one hand, and he raised his other hand to slap Wan Qiongju. Although his body had not fully recovered and was still weak, after several rounds, red palm prints were still drawn out on both sides of Wan Qiongju’s cheeks.

“You witch cultivators cursed my whole family to death. I, Qiu Yin’an, will never forgive you, otherwise I don’t deserve the surname Qiu.”

Qiu Yin’an thought of Jian Fan’s repeated temptations. It turned out that Wan Qiongju had set a trap for him when the great witch master wanted to let go of his past grudges. Jian Fan was there to persuade him, and Wan Qiongju was blowing wind in his ears. The two of them cooperated inside and outside, playing tricks on themselves. It was really ridiculous.

He didn’t know how the witch cultivators looked at him. Everyone knew it and treated him like a fool. People like Changchuan could wake up from their dreams with laughter in the middle of the night.

秋寅安打得沒力氣了，垂落着上半身痛哭了起來，“你滾，我恨死了，萬瓊琚。”

“If you hate me, just keep me by your side. When you are tired, rest for a while, and then fight again when you have rested.” Wan Qiongju held Qiu Yin’an in his arms, “You make me a slave, serving you. Don’t let me leave you to live happily. Don’t let me go. You come to torture me and let me atone for my sins, okay?”

“I don’t want you, get out of here, I don’t want to see you.” Qiu Yin’an’s mind was filled with rage. His weak body, which had just woken up, could not withstand the torment. He cursed a few more times, and spit out a mouthful of blood on Wan Qiongju’s front.

Wan Qiongju immediately panicked and quickly put his two fingers together to transfer spiritual power into Yintang’s blood, “Master, don’t be angry. I beg you, I’ll let Yao Ye come to see you, okay? Don’t be angry with me.”