I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 77
byBe reasonable
Yao Ye’s concern was like a sudden gust of wind, blowing Qiu Yin’an’s gaze away.
He had loved Wan Qiongju deeply, but no one could possibly feel the pain he felt at this moment.
His love back then was delicate and gentle. He was afraid that Wan Qiongju would feel threatened because of his identity and her situation of being dependent on others, so he loved her carefully and did not dare to disturb her in the slightest.
Later, he learned that Wan Qiongju also had feelings for him that were beyond those of master and apprentice. He was ecstatic that the love that could not be expressed in words would finally see the light of day, so Qiu Yin’an plunged into the sea of love, intoxicated.
But occasionally Qiu Yin’an would feel sad when he thought that he would not live long due to Qiu’s short-lived curse. He cherished the time he spent with Wan Qiongju extremely much.
He thought that one day he would drive westward, what would happen to his Xiao Wan?No matter what, he wanted to give Xiao Wan a stable life.
Later, the witch clan unexpectedly lifted his short-lived curse. At that time, Qiu Yin’an’s first reaction was not that he was grateful that he could live a long life, but that he could finally stay with his little one. The two spent time together day and night, watching the cycle of the four seasons together. The romance of life was nothing more than that.
Later, Chen Liang also died, and Qiu Yin’an took the position of the Lord of Qingxuan Peak. He abolished the rule that master and apprentice could not fall in love. He planned that after finding Yao Ye’s whereabouts, he would marry Wan Qiongju, and they would be recognized by heaven and earth. He wanted to give Wan Qiongju a status other than master and apprentice.
At that time, the relationship between the two was brilliant and bright, but as much as they were looking forward to and yearning for each other at that time, it was so painful now.
Sometimes, Qiu Yin’an did not dare to face the bone-gnawing pain. He could only cover up his heartache with overwhelming anger, so that his pain could be relieved.
Qiu Yin’an suppressed the sobs in his throat and held back the tears in his eyes. He held his knees tightly with both hands and said, “If you don’t like him, you won’t be sad. I don’t like him anymore. I’m fine. Don’t worry.”
The tremor in Qiu Yin’an’s final voice could not escape Yao Ye’s ears.
Yao Ye glanced at Qiu Yin’an’s white fingers on his lap, paused for a moment and then looked away helplessly.
Qiu Yin’an said that he was fine, but Yao Ye could still believe it, because Qiu Yin’an was not a person who could be easily defeated, but if he said that he no longer loved her, Yao Ye wouldn’t believe a word of it.
Back then, he had witnessed with his own eyes how addicted Qiu Yin’an was to his relationship with Wan Qiongju. Moreover, Qiu Yin’an was a person who valued love and justice. He had loved her so deeply. Yao Ye didn’t know when Qiu Yin’an would get over the pain.
So Yao Ye advised: “He is by your side. If you can’t let go, don’t embarrass yourself.”
“There’s nothing I can’t let go of.” Qiu Yin’an replied categorically. He stared into Yao Ye’s eyes, trying to prove that what he said was true. “When I say I don’t love him anymore, I don’t love him anymore. No matter how unforgettable he was, the moment he admitted that he was the Great Witch Lord, I stopped loving him. Thinking of all the things in the past, I even feel sick.”
Yao Ye didn’t know how to comfort Qiu Yin’an, especially after seeing that Qiu Yin’an deliberately said everything so decisively and heartlessly, he didn’t know how to help Qiu Yin’an ease the pain in his heart.
He stood up and sat next to Qiu Yin’an, putting a hand on the back of Qiu Yin’an’s hand, “Yin’an, when you feel better, go to Jiuling Mountain to stay for a while.”
Before Qiu Yin’an fell into coma, Jiuling Mountain was slaughtered to pieces by Chen Liang and others. All the magic weapons and treasures were also looted, and the entire Jiuling Mountain was in dilapidated condition.
Qiu Yin’an grabbed Yao Ye’s hand with his backhand, “How is Jiuling Mountain doing now? Wan Qiongju told me that you are now taking care of the sect. Is it true that you have regained your strength as he said?”
Yao Ye nodded and replied: “Everything is fine in Jiuling Mountain now. You will know when you go there.”
Seeing Yao Ye answer him calmly, Qiu Yin’an breathed a sigh of relief, but he still had a doubt in his heart, which was why Yao Ye became like this and why was he so deferential to Wan Qiongju?
Qiu Yin’an held Yao Ye’s hand a little tighter, “Yao Ye, according to your strong character, you know that Wan Qiongju is the great witch master, and you will never give up. Why did that little beast make it difficult for you? Tell me, when my magic power is restored, I will definitely seek justice for you.”
Yao Ye chuckled lightly, “He is thinking about you in his heart, so he won’t make anything difficult for me.”
“Then why are you no longer like you?” Qiu Yin’an frowned anxiously. He was anxious and wanted to quickly find the bright and flamboyant Yao Ye. “Since I woke up, I have only seen Wan Qiongju. I can’t tell whether what he said is true or false. In the past three years, I have no idea what happened outside. I need you to tell me everything.”
Qiu Yin’an said in an impatient tone, “I don’t understand. You know that Wan Qiongju is the great witch master. Don’t you hate him?”
“I hated it, but it’s all over.” Yao Ye suppressed all emotions in his eyes and said calmly, “People have to learn to go with the flow.”
Qiu Yin’an let go of Yao Ye’s hand, “I don’t want to hear this, I just want to know what happened.”
Yao Ye cast his eyes into the void and recalled the past, “Back then, my sister took the elixir and the voodoo was cured instantly. The cure was so clean and tidy. At that time, we suspected that something was wrong with Wan Qiongju. We wanted to tell you quickly, but before you came back from the Blood Cave, Chenliang and the others led people to kill Jiuling Mountain.”
At this point, Yao Ye’s words stopped. He held his breath and his chest rose and fell for a long time before he calmed down. “Later, we fell into Bai Chengying’s hands, and soon Changchuan and Jian Fan kidnapped us. At that time, they told us that Wan Qiongju was the great witch master, and he had completely recovered his memories of his past life, and his skills were also constantly recovering.”
“The Great Witch Master had a real blood feud with your ancestors back then. I thought they were setting up a trap to plot against you and torture you. You were so obsessed with Wan Qiongju. You were bound to die in this trap. But I knew all this but was powerless to do anything. I really would rather die than live.”
“Later Jian Fan told me that Wan Qiongju had no intention of hurting you and came to arrest me. He just wanted you to be soft-hearted and forgive him after you knew his identity. He was afraid that you would not want him.”
“Is he afraid? The Great Witch Lord is actually afraid of something?” Qiu Yin’an’s face was cold and cold, and he lightly scratched the table with his fingertips, “It’s useless for him to be afraid. Whatever he’s afraid of, he deserves it.”
Yao Ye picked up the cup of tea that Qiu Yin’an had not drunk, took a sip and continued: “When I saw you again later, you were seriously injured and unconscious.”
Qiu Yin’an: “Did Wan Qiongju tell you about the endgame of that day?”
“Changchuan quickly rushed over with people, and Bai Chengying escaped.” Yao Ye unconsciously rubbed the tea cup with his fingertips, his face sad, “Everyone else died. Like Lang Yue, their spiritual cores were dug out. The witch cultivator’s methods were cruel. No one could survive that experience.”
Qiu Yin’an took a breath of air and unconsciously imagined bloody scenes in his mind.
He did not sympathize with those who had hurt him. Although those people deserved to die, they all died the tragic fate of having their spirit cores dissected. Qiu Yin’an, who was also a monk, instinctively trembled with fear.
Qiu Yin’an snatched the tea cup from Yao Ye’s hand and drank the remaining tea soup in one gulp.
“I haven’t seen Linghu since I woke up, so I guessed that Bai Chengying must not be dead, and Linghu must have run away with him.”
Qiu Yin calmed down and continued to ask: “I still don’t know something. After the elders returned to the mountain, why did Wan Qiongju still establish a foothold in our Qingxuan Peak? How could they agree?”
“Why don’t they agree?” Yao Ye asked.
“Back then, Wan Qiongju held the Qiankun Flag and was blessed by the Soul Protector Lamp. He defeated many masters in the world of cultivation in one fell swoop. When the elders of Qingxuan Peak came back and saw this miserable situation, who was still willing to contend with them? The victory or defeat has been decided, so why bother to sacrifice in vain.”
Yao Ye paused, and the corners of his lips drooped seemingly tiredly, “Besides, at that time, Wan Qiongju gave everyone a step forward. He promised that the Wu Clan would never take action against the people of Qingxuan Peak. In the name of your Taoist Companion, he temporarily took over the position of Lord of Qingxuan Peak, and promised that when you wake up, you will still be in charge of Qingxuan Peak.”
Wan Qiongju used both soft and hard tactics, and his methods were impeccable. After hearing all this, Qiu Yin’an felt bitter in his heart. All he could blame was that he loved Wan Qiongju like his life.
“I shouldn’t have given him the soul-protecting lamp, let alone taught him the inner magic formula. Now, all of this is my own fault.”
Yao Ye patted Qiu Yin’an on the shoulder, “Don’t say that. That person Wan Qiongju has a lot of plans. Even without you, the situation in the world of cultivation today is very likely to be like this. With you, he can still be cautious and dare not act recklessly.”
Yao Ye reached into his clothes, took off a pendant from his neck and handed it to Qiu Yin’an, “Look carefully at this pendant.”
The pendant looks like a piece of black jade from a distance, with red streaks oozing out of it.
Qiu Yin’an didn’t understand why Yao Ye asked him to look at this thing. He reached out to take it and carefully looked at the pattern carved on it. The pattern was not unusual, just a few stacked peaks, but the carving was very deft. Qiu Yin’an looked at it for a long time without finding a single flaw.
“What are you showing me for?” Qiu Yin’an threw the pendant on the wooden table.
Yao Ye took back the pendant and held it in his hand, “Wan Qiongju carved it with his own hands.”
Qiu Yin’an’s heart suddenly tightened. He frowned and stared at Yao Ye with a complicated expression, “Why did he carve a pendant for you?”
Yao Ye explained: “Not just me, every sect leader has one. They are all carved by Wan Qiongju himself. No one dares not to wear them.”
“What – what does he mean?” Qiu Yin’an was in a panic. “It’s none of my business. You don’t have to tell me this. He can give it to whomever he likes. Do you think I will still fall in love with him? I already told him that I hate him.”
Yao Ye stared blankly at Qiu Yin’an, who was obviously getting impatient, “I didn’t mean that, and neither did he.”
Yao Ye explained while tying it around his neck, “This pendant is carved from spiritual cores and belongs to those who broke into Qingxuan Peak that day.”
Qiu Yin’an’s pupils shrank suddenly as if he had been struck by lightning. He felt that blood was dripping from the hand that had just touched the pendant.
When he was in love with Wan Qiongju in the past, he could vaguely sense that Wan Qiongju’s true nature was by no means as simple and obedient as it seemed on the surface, but he didn’t care. He thought that the side of Wan Qiongju that he had never shown to him was just his protective color, just like a docile little raccoon cat that needs fangs to protect itself. Having fangs is not a fault.
But Qiu Yin’an never thought that Wan Qiongju could use the monk’s spiritual core as material and carve it into a pendant.
No, this is the Great Witch Lord, what can’t he do?
Seeing Qiu Yin’an still immersed in shock and unable to escape, Yao Yekai explained: “Just get used to it.”
“Although Wan Qiongju’s methods are ruthless, he has made all the cultivators obedient without resorting to fighting. So far, there has been no chaos and no one is fighting or killing, which is good.”
Qiu Yin’an was speechless for a long time, but Yao Ye was able to calmly persuade him, which also surprised him.
“Do you agree with what he did?” Qiu Yin’an looked at Yao Ye with burning eyes, “Your attitude towards him is really unexpected to me.”
“If I only had a grudge against him, how could Jiuling Mountain regain its glory today?” Yao Ye’s voice gradually deepened. “I saw Jiuling Mountain collapse with my own eyes. At that time, I was willing to trade everything for Jiuling Mountain to regain its glory. Later, Wan Qiongju gave me this opportunity.”
He seemed a little helpless, “I have to catch it.”
Qiu Yin’an never thought that a person as flamboyant as Yao Ye would one day become submissive.
“Yin’an, are you looking down on me now?” Yao Ye’s straight back collapsed, “But I really don’t want Jiuling Mountain to be ruined in my hands.”
If it were anyone else, Qiu Yin’an would think this person was spineless, but this person was Yao Ye, so Qiu Yin’an would feel somewhat partial.
Qiu Yin’an: “You are becoming more and more like a lord, taking responsibility and making sacrifices for the benefit of the sect. It’s nothing. It’s good and it should be.”
Yao Ye’s expression softened slightly, and he asked sincerely, “What about you? Do you still want to fight Wan Qiongju? You have no soul protection lamp and no magic power now. In the past few years, the witch cultivator’s power has penetrated deeply into Qingxuan Peak, and you have no one to use. Even so, do you still want to fight him?”
“Yes.” Qiu Yin’an said firmly without hesitation.
“I knew you were very stubborn.” Yao Ye sighed heavily several times, sighing that he was impatient. “I will fully support you in whatever you want to do. Jiuling Mountain is very important to me, but you are in front of Jiuling Mountain in my heart. Jiuling Mountain is willing to serve you.”