I Don’T Want To Be This Master For A Day Anymore. Chapter 85
byWan Qiongju chases me to get married
The next day, Qiu Yin’an summoned the heads of various sects and announced that the Immortal Sect Conference would be held in half a month.
Wan Qiongju originally wanted to hold Qiu Yin’an’s enthronement ceremony first, but Qiu Yin’an felt that now that he was sitting here, there was no need to hold another enthronement ceremony, so he simply skipped it.
The incident at Xuanji Pavilion caused the world of cultivation to lose many masters. Therefore, Qiu Yin’an convened the Immortal Sect Conference at this time. In addition to selecting talented disciples to practice the sealing technique, he also wanted to select some useful people to seal the demon clan protectors for himself and Wan Qiongju in the future.
Bai Chengying is unknown where he is now, and Qiu Yin’an always has a strong premonition that he will definitely make trouble with the seal.
Qiu Yin sat at the desk, holding the book in front of his eyes with one hand, his eyes in the void, unable to focus into a single focus.
Wan Qiongju sat in front of the window, looking out at the plum blossom tree planted by the two of them. It was green. Now was not the time for the flowers to bloom.
It had been a long time since he heard the sound of pages turning behind his ears. When Wan Qiongju turned his head, he saw Qiu Yin’an’s mouth hanging down, looking worried.
Wan Qiongju approached, took the book in Qiu Yin’an’s hand and put it on the table, “Master, are you thinking about Bai Chengying again?”
Qiu Yin’an breathed a sigh of relief and hummed honestly, “He is now dormant in the dark, which is the most troublesome. He must be secretly watching the movements of Qingxuan Peak, waiting for the day when the seal comes out to cause trouble. He knows how much I care about sealing the demon clan.”
“Don’t worry. Those from the Wu clan who have survived to this day all have some skills. Does Master know why our behavior in Hanling Baiya was so smooth back then? It was because there were monks from the Wu clan who opened the way.”
Wan Qiongju took Qiu Yin’an’s hand and said with firm eyes, “They are all available to you now.”
Qiu Yin’an shook his head and recalled that the trip to Hanling and White Cliff was indeed surprisingly smooth. They didn’t encounter any of the monsters that blocked the way as recorded in the classics. They only encountered some easy-to-deal with little monsters. It turned out that there were predecessors who had opened the way.
“It turns out that they knew you were the Great Witch Master at that time.” Qiu Yin’an frowned slightly, tapping his knuckles on the table unconsciously, “I never asked you, how did they recognize you?”
Wan Qiongju raised the corners of his mouth and pointed outward.
Qiu Yin’an looked out along the slender white finger and saw the green plum tree in the light courtyard, with an eagle sitting on it.
The eagle noticed the two people’s gaze, howled twice, and then flew towards the house, its talons firmly on the window sill.
“This eagle was my spiritual pet in my previous life. When I was in Jiuling Mountain, Jian Fan recognized the eagle and noticed me.” Wan Qiongju looked at the eagle with a very pleased look and a gentle tone. “Later, he arranged for someone at Hanling Baiya to bring me the memory charm, and then I recalled everything.”
Wan Qiongju carefully observed Qiu Yin’an’s expression. Although Qiu Yin’an’s face was as calm as water, he still felt uneasy in his heart.
If Qiu Yin’an would be disgusted by the name of Great Witch Lord, then he would be willing to be Qiu Yin’an’s favorite Xiao Wan for the rest of his life.
“Master~” Wan Qiongju called Qiu Yin’an sweetly, “Didn’t you promise Yao Ye that you would come up with a salutation for him when he breaks the boundary? What do you think?”
“Almost.” Qiu Yin replied absently.
Qiu Yin’an loves Wan Qiongju, even if Wan Qiongju is the reincarnation of the Great Witch Lord, he still loves Wan Qiongju.
But if he wanted Qiu Yin’an to be sincerely happy and thankful that thanks to this eagle, the scene of the Wu clan’s reunion was possible, Qiu Yin’an couldn’t do it.
Qiu Yin’an didn’t want to delve further into the matter of the Wu clan, so he followed Wan Qiongju’s words, picked up the brush, dipped some ink on it, and wrote two words on the paper – Cheng’an.
“Cheng’an.” Wan Qiongju lowered his eyebrows as he read, “This is not good.”
Before the last stroke of An was finished, Qiu Yin’an heard Wan Qiongju’s comment. He immediately lost his grip on the pen and wrote a heavy dot on the paper.
Qiu Yin’an raised his head and looked at Wan Qiongju in surprise. Normally, Wan Qiongju would praise him when he touched his hand with ink and made a mark on the paper. But now, Wan Qiongju said bluntly that the salute he came up with seriously was not good.
Qiu Yin’an was not very happy. He secretly murmured that he was a practitioner, and although he was not a talented person in literature, this honorific was the result of his hard thinking. How could the word “Cheng’an” be bad?
He put down his pen and explained: “Yao Zhi has a clear personality. An is my wish for him. I wish him a stable and smooth future. I think it is good.”
Wan Qiongju frowned, “Cheng’an, the word “an” in your name is used in the honorific title, which seems to be giving half of your peace to him. It’s not good, change it.”
Qiu Yin’an was startled when he heard this, and soon there was a touch of warmth in his eyes. He raised his hand and pinched Wan Qiongju’s cheek, and said with a smile in his voice: “You stingy.”
“It’s not that I’m stingy. Even if Master and him are like brothers, there should still be taboos in giving names.” Wan Qiongju did not fall for Qiu Yin’an’s doting. He continued to pick up the pen seriously and wrote two words on the paper – Ning Qi.
Wan Qiongju put down his pen and said, “Master, please use these two words. Ning comes from peace and smoothness, and the word Qi means something to rely on. Over the years, Yao Ye has been able to move forward safely in this world of cultivation because of your blessing. The word Ning Qi is not only a blessing, but also a symbol that he has something to rely on.”
“Ning Qi?” Qiu Yin’an’s fingertips scratched the paper twice, “Does it sound more like a salutation used by female monks?”
“It’s not similar at all.” Wan Qiongju’s tone was determined, and his eyes desperately drew Qiu Yin’an’s thoughts to the word “Ning Qi”. He was extremely afraid that Qiu Yin’an would completely deny this honorific.
Seeing Wan Qiongju’s seriousness, Qiu Yin’an became interested and wanted to tease him.
He put one hand on the table, supported his face, tilted his head and looked at Wan Qiongju and said, “If you don’t think so, can I give you this honorific?”
Wan Qiongju waved his hand, “The Wu clan has never paid attention to these rules.”
This is not to deceive Qiu Yin’an. After the decline of the Wu Clan, there was the Immortal Sect Assembly and the monks were classified according to the levels of True King, Xian Zun, and Holy Lord. The Wu Clan did not have these rules, and there was no such thing as honorific titles.
Qiu Yin’an continued to curl his lips and smiled at Wan Qiongju, “If there is a day when I really don’t like to hear people call you the Great Witch Master, I have to let people call you by an honorific title. Otherwise, do you do the same as me and call you Xiao Wan?”
Wan Qiongju rolled his eyes and suddenly brought his face very close, so close that Qiu Yin’an could hardly see the outline of his face clearly. “I have an idea, but I’m afraid Master won’t agree.”
“Oh?” Qiu Yin’an raised his eyebrows, “Tell me what good salutation you can come up with.”
Wan Qiongju: “Mrs. Madam.”
Qiu Yin’an blushed, and Wan Qiongju took advantage of the victory to pursue her, “Master, when will you marry me?”
Qiu Yin’an’s heart suddenly trembled. He and Wan Qiongju had done all kinds of intimate things, but when they talked about marriage, he still blushed and his heart beat faster.
“While we were talking about Yao Ye’s honorific, why did you suddenly bring up the matter of you and me getting married?”
“Let Yao Ye choose his honorific title from these two.” Wan Qiongju’s eyes were bright, and he held Qiu Yin’an’s hand, “So it’s time for Master to answer my question now.”
Qiu Yin’an is also looking forward to it. She and Wan Qiongju will wear bright red wedding clothes and go to the church to get married.
But when he knew that Wan Qiongju was the great witch master, Qiu Yin’an hesitated.
He didn’t know if this great witch master, who had a soul with hundreds of years of memories and was frightening, could put down his dignity and join Qingxuan Peak.
But looking at Wan Qiongju’s appearance, all his worries seemed to be unnecessary.
No matter whether the soul in front of him is a young disciple of Qingxuan Peak with nothing, or a great witch master who makes people feel awe, in front of him, he is still his obedient Taoist companion Xiao Wan.
“Marry, the demon clan will marry you after the seal is completed.” Qiu Yin’an put the back of his hand against his hot cheek, “I have always been thinking about getting married. If it hadn’t been for the accident in Xuanji Pavilion, I should have got married to you long ago.”
“Really?” Wan Qiongju’s eyes flashed, and his chest heaved slightly with excitement.
Qiu Yin’an: “Look, what’s so exciting about you? Could it be that I wasn’t sincere to you back then and made you think that I was just a frivolous person?”
Wan Qiongju’s eyes were still bright, “Master treats me well, of course I know, but hearing Master say it makes me happier.”
While talking, Qiu Yin’an caught a glimpse of a square-long wooden box on the bookshelf. He patted Wan Qiongju’s shoulder and said, “Go get me that wooden box.”
Wan Qiongju stood up in response, picked up the box and handed it to Qiu Yin’an, “What’s in here?”
“You haven’t opened it and looked at it?” Qiu Yin’an gave a look and signaled Wan Qiongju to open it and take a look.
Wan Qiongju opened the box and saw a magnolia hairpin lying inside. “Could this be a family heirloom for Qiu’s daughter-in-law, and now it will be passed down to me?”
With that said, Wan Qiongju picked up the hairpin and inserted it into his head casually. “Does it look good?” he asked Qiu Yin’an with a smile.
Qiu Yin’an couldn’t stop laughing when she saw Wan Qiongju. No one would have thought that the great witch master, who always had a stern face, would wear a woman’s hairpin to make others happy.
“Sit down.” Qiu Yin’an stood up and asked me, Wan Qiongju, to sit on the chair. He took off Wan Qiongju’s hair buttons two or three times, then tied up half of his black hair again, tied it with the magnolia hairpin, and let the other half of his black hair hang loosely on his shoulders.
Qiu Yin’an: “I bought this hairpin when I went to pick you up at Wanzong Mountain. I was in a hurry and didn’t bring anything with me. When I got to the foot of the mountain, I remembered that I shouldn’t leave the house with empty hands. I didn’t send this hairpin out at that time, so I kept it here.”
Wan Qiongju felt panicked when he mentioned what happened back then.
After his memory recovered, he remembered that he had taken over the fate of a descendant of the Wan family and was reborn. However, there was a small memory before his rebirth that he still cannot recall.
He couldn’t remember how he knew that the person destined for the Qiu family was an heir of the Wan family. He couldn’t remember why he wanted to take the fate of the heir of the Wan family. He couldn’t remember either.
For revenge?
Did you sacrifice your life just so that the son of the Qiu family could marry a man and have no children?
Wan Qiongju thought about it carefully, and it didn’t look like his handwriting.
Wan Qiongju was more concerned about Qiu Yin’an’s opinion of him than thinking about that memory.
“Master, maybe I should have been your destined person.” Wan Qiongju put his hand on Qiu Yin’an’s hand on his shoulder, “Somehow, we should be destined to meet.”
“You don’t have to think too much about this matter. I won’t blame you for a soul that has never been reincarnated as an adult.” Qiu Yin soothed Wan Qiongju’s hair, “I love you, not the destined person mentioned in the hexagram.”
Wan Qiongju seemed to have taken a reassurance and smiled calmly. He touched the magnolia hairpin on his head, leaned sideways on the chair, turned to Qiu Yin’an and asked, “Does it look good?”
“Good-looking.” Qiu Yin’an raised his finger and stroked it according to the contours of Wan Qiongju’s face.
Wan Qiongjusheng’s eyebrows are picturesque, and now his black hair is half bunched, with a few strands of broken hair scattered on his forehead, making him look even more handsome.
Qiu Yin’an was able to fall in love with this little disciple who had nothing, not only because he was well-behaved and considerate, but also because he was fascinated by this face.
This face, once you look at it, you can’t move away from it, and slowly it will sink in.
Qiu Yin’an made no secret of his obsession with this face, but Wan Qiongju couldn’t hold back a breath in the face of Qiu Yin’an’s determination.
Wan Qiongju licked his lips, “Master, I’m hungry.”
Qiu Yin’an blushed and put her index finger on Wan Qiongju’s chin, “What are you greedy for, me?”
Wan Qiongju tore off Qiu Yin’an’s girdle, turned around and sat on his lap, “It’s you, do you want to eat?”
The blush on Qiu Yin’an’s face spread to his neck, “You talk so much.”
Wan Qiongju waved his hand and closed all the doors and windows.
Fortunately, the eagle on the window sill was quick to react and its feathers were not pinched.
The eagle flew up in dissatisfaction and chattered at the window frame for a long time, but his master ignored him.
Later, he heard his master say from inside, “Don’t bite your lip and keep silent. I like to hear it.”
Another person inside said, “No, what if someone comes?”
The owner of the eagle said: “The doors and windows are closed. If anyone dares to come close without seeing, I will take off his leg.”
After hearing this, the eagle became afraid, and then soared into the sky, soaring in the sky. That is where the eagle’s happiness belongs.