I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 82
bywe are destined to be together
After Wan Qiongju left, the room became empty, but Qiu Yin’an’s heart did not calm down.
He held the soul-protecting lamp for a long time, until the cold body of the lamp was warmed up, and he did not figure out how to treat Wan Qiongju next.
Hate him?
Wan Qiongju rewrote his inevitable fate five years later. For his sake, he even abandoned his old friends from the demon clan and wanted to practice the sealing technique with him. Qiu Yin’an was not hard-hearted, so how could he not be moved?
Love him?
But Wan Qiongju is the leader of the witch cultivator, and the shaman cultivator clan has a blood feud with him. If he is entangled with the leader of the enemy, how can he be worthy of his ancestors?
Qiu Yin’an is now in a dilemma. If he takes a step forward, he will betray the clan, and if he takes a step back, he will let down Wan Qiongju.
Qiu Yin’an was almost overwhelmed by these two choices. He thought that he was a fan of the authorities and needed a bystander to help him make suggestions.
So, after Wan Qiongju brought Yao Wenshao back, he immediately set off and rushed to Jiuling Mountain with Yao Wenshao in his arms. He specifically ordered Wan Qiongju not to follow him.
Now that Qiu Yin’an’s magic power had been restored and he had a soul-protecting lamp to defend himself, Wan Qiongju allowed him to go out.
However, Bai Chengying is still missing, so not long after Qiu Yin’an left, Wan Qiongju sent many disciples to secretly accompany him.
Qiu Yin’an was in a state of confusion all the way. When he arrived at Jiuling Mountain, at the door, his disciple saw that he was holding his young master in his arms, and immediately shouted, “Your Majesty, the young master is back.”
Jiuling Mountain has changed its appearance, and as Wan Qiongju said, it is even more glorious than before.
The people in Jiuling Mountain also became unfamiliar faces. Although the disciples did not know Qiu Yin’an, they saw that he was dressed in extraordinary clothes and holding his young master in his arms, so they all invited him in politely.
“Shao’er——”
A mournful call reached Qiu Yin’an’s ears. He looked up and saw that Yao Yu was staring at Yao Wenshao in his arms, running with all his strength.
Yao Yu rushed in front of everyone regardless of his messy bun. Yao Ye followed closely, but was always half a step behind, “Sister, please slow down, isn’t Wen Shao back?”
Yao Wenshao, who was lying quietly on Qiu Yin’an’s shoulder, heard his mother’s call, twisted his body and stretched out his hand towards Yao Yu, “Mother, give me a hug.”
Yao Wenshao’s soft and waxy voice had a crying tone, which made people feel heartbroken.
Wan Qiongju had good intentions and was afraid that staying in Xishan Palace would be boring, so he took Yao Wenshao over to accompany him. However, Wan Qiongju’s move was a bit overbearing. For his own sake, he did not care about the pain of separation between mother and son. Qiu Yin’an felt a heavy sense of guilt in his head.
“Give me my son back.” Yao Yu almost grabbed Yao Wenshao from Qiu Yin’an’s arms.
She held the child in her arms with such force that it was almost melting into his bones and blood. She sobbed and coaxed Yao Wenshao, “Good boy, it’s okay. Mom is here.”
Yao Wenshao heard his mother crying and cried too. Mother and son cried until their hearts broke in front of Qiu Yin’an. Qiu Yin’an couldn’t raise her head with guilt.
Yao Ye gasped and comforted: “Okay, sister, isn’t it just a trip to Qingxuan Peak? Their witch cultivators don’t eat people, so there is nothing wrong with them. Don’t cry.”
“Coward, you dare to use my son to please the great witch master. Are you worthy of my son calling you uncle?” Yao Yu hugged the child and kicked Yao Yu. “If you dare to attack my son again, I will fight with you.”
Qiu Yin’an looked ashamed and stepped forward to bow. He apologized and said, “Mr. Yao, Wan Qiongju acted arbitrarily and it was my fault that restrained him. I promise you, there will never be a repeat of this matter.”
Yao Yu didn’t want to pay attention to Qiu Yin’an, his eyes were full of his young children.
Yao Ye ordered his disciples to send Yao Yu mother and son back, and then stepped forward to help Qiu Yin’an’s arm, “It’s not a big deal, but my sister loves her son very much. After someone came to pick up Wen Shao last evening, she stayed up all night. Don’t be surprised if she is rude.”
Qiu Yin’an: “We did this ridiculously.”
“Forget it, let’s not mention it.” Yao Ye said as he led Qiu Yin’an to the living room, “Yin’an, you look really much better now.”
“If I’m not well, Wan Qiongju won’t allow me to come out.” Qiu Yin’an stood at the door of the living room and sighed, “Yao Ye, Wan Qiongju said he would accompany me to seal the demon clan.”
The expression on Yao Ye’s face froze instantly, “He – how could he be? Did he coax you on purpose?”
“I don’t know.” Qiu Yin’an clicked his tongue, “I’m very confused right now. Come with me to relax. Don’t go into the house and stay bored.”
There is Wangyang Lake behind Jiuling Mountain. The clear water is like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding green peaks. The scenery is very beautiful.
Yao Ye held a small boat and carried Qiu Yin’an slowly to the center of the lake. When the boat stopped, Qiu Yin’an lay down on his back, resting his head on the side of the boat, looking at the blue sky aimlessly. He told Yao Ye the cause and effect and the troubles in his heart.
Yao Ye joked: “The last time I saw you, you said angrily that you wanted to fight with him. How long has it been? Then you came to me and asked me, is he sincere to you?”
Qiu Yin’an frowned and retorted: “When did I ask you this? I’m asking you, will he really ignore the demon clan for me?”
Yao Ye chuckled and shook his head, “It all means the same thing. No matter how you want to treat him, I will stand by you.”
“Forget it.” Qiu Yin’an blinked slowly, thinking quietly in his mind, what exactly did he want to confirm, whether the world of cultivation will be peaceful in the future, or whether Wan Qiongju is sincere to him and can do anything. In Wan Qiongju’s heart, is he really worth more than his old friend?
Yao Ye picked up the small celadon bowl at hand, grabbed some fish food and sprinkled it on the side of the boat. The fish rushed over one after another. Yao Ye said while feeding the fish: “I’m not telling you, you are too forward-thinking sometimes. Look at this fish, you never think about whether the thrown food is poisonous. Just eat a full stomach. You might as well imitate this fish, bite him in one bite and not let go, and don’t worry about other messy things.”
Qiu Yin’an stood up and looked at the fish, “It’s not as simple as eating with him. I don’t know if I am right or wrong with him.”
Yao Ye said in a free and easy tone, “Right and wrong have their own cause and effect, so why do you and I have to worry about it?”
Qiu Yin’an frowned and sighed, irritably grabbing the fish food and throwing it into the water, “These illusory truths are all nonsense.”
“Okay, let’s talk about something practical.” Yao Ye put the porcelain bowl down and clapped his hands, “Have you ever had sex with him after you woke up?”
Qiu Yin’an’s ears turned red at Yao Ye’s rude question. He grabbed a handful of fish food from the bowl and threw it at Yao Ye, “Why are you talking so harshly? I know your nature is hard to change. You have only been serious for a few days, and you are like this again.”
Qiu Yin’an said this, but in his heart he actually liked Yao Ye more who was joking with him like this. Yao Ye still looked serious in front of him, which he didn’t like.
Yao Ye ducked away with a smile, “I didn’t see you frowning, so I deliberately teased you.”
After the fish finished eating, they dispersed, and only the sound of gentle ripples could be heard on the lake.
Yao Ye dug his nails into his fingertips. He looked at Qiu Yin’an seriously and said, “Actually, he really loves you. Do you know how you woke up?”
“What do you mean?” Qiu Yin’an was about to raise his hand to reach for the bowl, but when he heard this, he took his hand back. Before Yao Ye finished speaking, he felt vaguely uneasy.
Yao Ye’s face was heavy and his voice was low, “The Wu Clan has a method of resurrecting the dead. It uses one person’s life force to resurrect another soul. When you died, Wan Qiongju sacrificed his body and longevity, and that’s how you became today.”
Qiu Yin’an seemed to have had his consciousness extracted. He was stunned for a long time before he realized what Yao Ye was talking about.
“Have I died once?” The silence at the moment he spoke was something Qiu Yin’an himself did not expect, “Where is Wan Qiongju?”
Qiu Yin’an was so shocked that he couldn’t react to Yao Ye’s words for a moment.
Yao Ye: “The Wan Qiongju you see now is just the soul of the Great Witch Lord. The Xiao Wan you love deeply in your heart has not lived beyond his sixteenth year.”
“What nonsense are you talking about?” Qiu Yin’an burst into tears. He felt that Yao Ye must be crazy. Wan Qiongju was obviously a living person. He could cry, laugh, and even coax himself to eat candied fruits.
“You know Bai Chengying’s abilities best, the three swords.” Yao Ye raised his hand and gestured: “Even gods may not be able to resist. The narrow escape you thought was just Wan Qiongju’s life to offset it.”
“Impossible, he won’t die, otherwise who is with me now?” Qiu Yin’an was fighting uncontrollably as he leaned on the edge of the bed, “Why would he do such a stupid thing? I know he is a great witch master, and I may not love him when he wakes up. Why did he want to bet this time? Why is he so stupid?”
Qiu Yin’an’s voice trembled so much that Yao Ye comforted him: “I know it’s hard for you to believe it, but it’s the truth, but it’s okay. You don’t have to worry too much. He has great magic power and doesn’t he look the same as a living person?”
Qiu Yin’an’s eyes were instantly flooded with tears, “It’s different.”
At this moment, eagles chirped in the air. The two of them looked towards the shore and saw a dark golden figure standing quietly on the shore. His clothes were fluttering in the mountain wind. The person who came was none other than Wan Qiongju.
Yao Ye’s face suddenly turned pale. He hurriedly wiped Qiu Yin’an’s tears, his voice trembling with panic, “Come on, hurry up, stop crying. He specifically told me not to mention this to you. He was afraid that you would be sad if he knew about it. If he knew that I told you, he would have to twitch and skin me. You don’t know how cruel he is, he can really do it.”
Seeing Wan Qiongju tapping his feet and flying towards them, Yao Ye was so anxious that he was incoherent, “Yin’an, I beg you, his magic power is all over the sky, there is nothing to be pitiful about, whether it is a witch cultivator or a soul cultivator, they are all the same. If you keep crying, it won’t be long before you have to cry on my grave.”
Qiu Yin’an’s heart was occupied by Wan Qiongju, and he couldn’t pretend to ask for help from Yao Ye. He just wanted to wait for the person on the shore to come over. Whether it was Wan Qiongju or the great witch master, he wanted to hug him.
He should have been hugged earlier, the moment he woke up.
Before Yao Ye finished begging, Wan Qiongju was already standing on the boat. He bent over and half-knelt beside Qiu Yin’an, watching Qiu Yin’an sobbing, he wanted to hug her, but he didn’t dare to reach out.
He turned to look at Yao Ye and asked, “Did you do it?”
Wan Qiongju’s voice was deliberately kept calm, but Yao Ye was still too frightened by the murderous look in his eyes to look directly at him. He said with a guilty conscience: “It’s just reminiscing about old times. Yin’an feels that my life has not been easy these years.”
Wan Qiongju pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows, obviously not buying it. Just as he was about to ask, Qiu Yin’an suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and got into his arms.
Wan Qiongju’s pupils suddenly enlarged, and he opened his mouth slightly, unable to close it for a long time.
This hug came from Qiu Yin’an himself. So far, he has not let go of him. Wan Qiongju couldn’t hold back the corners of his mouth with excitement. He didn’t care about anything else. He raised his hand to signal Yao Ye to go away quickly.
Yao Ye was eager to leave here quickly, bowed hastily and retreated to the shore.
Wan Qiongju hugged Qiu Yin’an and asked softly in his ear: “Master, what’s wrong?”
Qiu Yin’an buried her head in Wan Qiongju’s neck, “We are destined to be inseparable forever.”