SOL Chapter 3

Cui Wei Sword Pavilion (Part 2)

Li Shan listened and quietly gazed at Lin Que, as if waiting for him to decide his fate. This greatly pleased Lin Que.

However, Lin Que was always cautious and intended to continue probing Li Shan’s limits.

Even though he had temporarily sealed Li Shan’s spiritual energy and Li Shan showed no aggression, Lin Que didn’t dare to lower his guard—who knew if he was pretending?

Li Shan wasn’t born as the “Number One of Sword Pavilion.”

The Hedong Li Family was a prominent and influential family in the human world, highly regarded by the emperor. Li Huai Su was the eldest son of the Li family, originally sent to Cui Wei Sword Pavilion as a secular disciple to cultivate and pray for the emperor’s blessings.

Li Shan was merely an extra thing Li Huai Su brought along, usually following Li Huai Su like a little puppy. The Sword Pavilion disciples only treated him as Li Huai Su’s page or servant and didn’t pay him any attention.

Who knew that during the Sword Pavilion’s ceremony, Li Shan accidentally entered the martial arts field and shocked everyone with a stunning sword strike. The previous Master even overcame all opposition and accepted the rootless Li Shan as his closed-door disciple.

Naturally, this caused jealousy among many Sword Pavilion disciples. The disciples naturally didn’t dare to criticize the previous Master, so they went to make trouble for Li Shan. When Li Shan resisted, he accidentally injured his fellow disciples. The elders of those disciples rushed to demand an explanation from the previous Master.

Injuring fellow disciples was a serious offense in the Sword Pavilion. However, considering that Li Shan was new and didn’t know the rules, and was still a child, the previous Master imitated the secular way of punishing children. He ordered Li Shan to take off his pants in public, hold them in front of him, and whipped his calves with a rattan until they bled. He had to rest for more than ten days before he could walk.

The previous Master wasn’t a muddlehead; he was very fair. He punished Li Shan, and naturally, he also punished the other disciples who bullied Li Shan. This made everyone in the Sword Pavilion understand the previous Master’s attitude, and no one caused trouble after that.

Lin Que imitated the previous Master and asked Li Shan to do the same.

Li Shan raised his eyes to look at Lin Que. His eyelashes trembled, and under the dark lashes were light-colored pupils, distant and inorganic.

Lin Que originally thought he would refuse. After all, Li Shan wasn’t a child anymore, and imitating the past act of humiliation was too obvious.

Anyone with a normal mind could perceive Lin Que’s intention. If they had a strong personality, even if they were restrained at the moment, they would inevitably be secretly angry.

Li Shan was silent for a few seconds, as if he didn’t understand, and still did as he was told.

His movements were quite frank. Because his upper garment covered him, taking off his underpants only revealed a section of his thigh, the snowy hem swaying ambiguously with his movements.

Lin Que watched him with a deep gaze, feeling amused and annoyed in his heart.

He laughed at Li Shan’s shamelessness, but he was annoyed by Li Shan’s frankness. The clear sky and bright sun illuminated the filth in his heart.

The founder of Cui Wei Sword Pavilion liked elegance. He would rather go without meat than live without bamboo.

The bamboo planted among the Bamboo Forest was phoenix-tail bamboo, all green and evergreen. Nourished by the rich spiritual energy of Cui Wei Sword Pavilion, it grew even more lush and green. It benefited Lin Que, who casually broke a bamboo stick from outside the house. Although it was only the thickness of a finger, it was flexible and strong.

The bamboo stick made a tooth-aching sound as it was swung by Lin Que, instantly leaving more than a dozen red marks on Li Shan’s legs. Although Li Shan’s spiritual energy was sealed at the moment, his five senses were still a hundred times better than ordinary people. Lin Que didn’t show any mercy, and the shocking pain made Li Shan’s muscles twitch uncontrollably.

However, since it was a punishment, since it was atonement, and since Lin Que wanted to punish him, Li Shan naturally couldn’t dodge, so he just stood with his head down.

Lin Que intentionally humiliated Li Shan, asking him to stand on the veranda outside the bamboo house to be punished. The veranda was wide and directly faced the entrance, so anyone who came in could immediately see Li Shan’s unpresentable appearance.

Although Lin Que had dismissed the servants and attendants who came and went among the Bamboo Forest, the humiliation didn’t diminish.

Lin Que sat beside the tea table, the stove bubbling with boiling water, emitting a fragrant scent. He was elegant and leisurely.

However, seeing Li Shan’s overly obedient appearance, he became a little bored. If he was too obedient, he couldn’t find a reason to continue punishing him. Lin Que’s movements of fiddling with the bamboo stick couldn’t help but become tricky. He moved the force slightly upward, and the bamboo stick landed maliciously on the back of Li Shan’s knees.

Li Shan was caught off guard and stumbled forward two steps. However, because he had been holding the same position for too long, his legs didn’t stand firm, and he fell to the ground. Lin Que immediately accused him. He slowly got up and walked towards Li Shan, still holding the bamboo stick in his hand, and asked in a sinister tone, “Want to run?”

Li Shan apologized in a low voice, “It was my fault for not standing firm. I hope the Master will forgive me.”

Lin Que didn’t say anything, just tapped the bamboo stick between Li Shan’s legs and slowly moved it upward. The bamboo stick was raised and lowered with his arm, striking Li Shan’s thighs.

The flesh of the thighs was more sensitive. Li Shan’s arms were propped up on the cold floor of the bamboo house, and he immediately arched his back due to the pain. He lowered his head even further, but he was afraid of angering Lin Que, so he didn’t dare to dodge at all.

These dozen or so strikes became more forceful, directly causing faint bloodstains to seep out of Li Shan’s thighs. His legs were covered with bright red marks, and he probably couldn’t even sit. It carried an ambiguous and unspoken eroticism.

However, Li Shan lay on the ground in the same posture as before, silent and motionless like a dead person, his messy hair covering most of his cheeks in the previous struggle.

For a moment, Lin Que almost suspected that he was really dead. He casually threw the bamboo stick aside, bent down to check Li Shan’s condition, and used his palm to push away the black hair on Li Shan’s face that was wet with cold sweat. Li Shan’s hair was thick and messy, appearing a little disheveled because he didn’t take care of it much. At this moment, it showed a fitting and harmonious disheveled pity.

Li Shan slightly turned his cheek, staring blankly at the void in front of him, his breathing still trembling, and he hadn’t recovered.

Lin Que frowned, reached out and pinched Li Shan’s chin, forcing him to open his mouth with his thumb. He saw that Li Shan had bitten his lower lip until it was bloody.

Lin Que asked, “Do you know what you did wrong?”

Li Shan slowly turned his eyes to look at Lin Que. The excessive pain made his mind a little dull. He followed Lin Que’s words and nodded lightly, but he didn’t know why.

Lin Que felt quite proud, knowing that to train a dog, you need a stick and a treat. He got up to get the wound medicine from the hidden compartment and rubbed it in his palm to apply it to Li Shan.

The place that had been whipped by the bamboo stick was now red, swollen, and hot. The cool ointment did relieve it a bit, but it also brought a slight pain and itchiness. However, the most difficult part was over, so Li Shan naturally endured it silently.

Lin Que’s palm, consciously or unconsciously, slowly moved upward, stopping at the base of his thigh.

Li Shan slightly turned his head, as if wanting to see what Lin Que was doing. His face was blocked by his loose hair, only revealing half of his snow-white face. In the eyes of others, it looked like he was deliberately seducing.

Lin Que sneered, leaned close to Li Shan’s ear, and breathed on it, his tone extremely sarcastic: “Your skin is like silk.”

Li Shan blinked at him, his light-colored pupils clear, as if he didn’t understand.

He probably really didn’t understand.

Li Shan had been learning swordsmanship from the previous Master since he was a child. He was usually abstemious to the extreme, focusing on practicing swordsmanship and never leaving the mountain gate.

In addition, the previous Master’s control was strict, so he naturally didn’t know that there was a method of dual cultivation with furnaces in the world.

Now, Lin Que already understood that Li Shan wouldn’t resist at all, so he became more and more disorderly with his hands and more and more unreasonable with his words: “Li Huai Su isn’t your biological brother, but he takes care of you, the wild species born of prostitutes, in every possible way. He must have tasted the marrow and knows the taste, so he always keeps you by his side? Zhou Ci Hua dared to defy the world and let you leave privately. Could it be that he has long been your lover?”

Li Shan finally reacted. Seeing that Lin Que’s words were becoming more and more excessive, he belatedly wanted to dodge, but he was easily restrained by Lin Que.

Lin Que’s tone was neither cold nor warm, neither yin nor yang: “Why are you running? Did I hit the nail on the head and make you feel guilty? Oh, I forgot, there’s also your master. The previous Master was so partial to you, could it be…”

Li Shan finally couldn’t bear it and opened his mouth with difficulty: “Please… Master, have some morals. The former Master has passed away and is also your senior. You can hate me and scold me, but why involve others!”

Lin Que sneered, grabbed Li Shan’s long hair and slapped his face a few times. The strength wasn’t too great, only causing Li Shan’s snow-white cheeks to turn slightly red. It was the kind of way to insult women between the sheets. He said, “Aren’t you going to atone for Li Huai Su? You can’t even bear this?”

The moonlight was dappled, and the room was filled with eroticism. Lin Que only felt that the spiritual energy in his body was becoming more and more abundant. Feeling full and satisfied, he put on his clothes and got up, dressed neatly. He became the respected Master Lin in the daytime again, leaving Li Shan disheveled and bathed in the ambiguous and erotic light of the candles and moonlight.

Seeing him leave, Li Shan barely propped up his weak arms and hunched his shoulders to barely make a kneeling posture: “Master.”

Lin Que turned to look at him. Seeing the once stunning “Number One of Sword Pavilion” reduced to this, he couldn’t help but feel happy in his heart.

Seeing Li Shan’s pitiful state again, he had a compromise, a submissive look, and took the initiative to show weakness to him.

Lin Que’s male self-esteem was greatly satisfied, and he had a bit of tenderness towards Li Shan. He was even willing to chat with him in a gentle voice: “What’s wrong? Do you want to drink tea?”

Li Shan was still in a bowing and drooping posture, his messy hair obscuring his face, showing an extremely obedient appearance, but his tone was cold and stiff: “The matter of Senior Brother Ci Hua letting me leave privately was what I… coaxed him to do. It was all my fault. Please take back the punishment and let Senior Brother Ci Hua leave Between the Surging Waves.”

Because he wasn’t good at lying, every word Li Shan said seemed awkward and strange.

Lin Que snorted from his nose, only feeling that Li Shan’s straightforward tone was the same as before, directly igniting his anger. He sneered, “You’ve been played with rottenly, and you’re still thinking about your lover?”

Li Shan explained, “I have no affair with my Senior Brother. Please don’t vent your anger on others and tarnish my Senior Brother’s reputation.”

Lin Que almost laughed. He just wanted to humiliate Li Shan, but Li Shan was still explaining to him nicely.

Having an affair with him, Li Shan, was tarnishing his reputation. Wouldn’t that make Lin Que, who had been entangled with him for half the night, a big joke?

He grabbed Li Shan’s long hair in front of him, but saw that his eyes were calm and his expression was calm, an aloof look.

It was no different from when Lin Que hadn’t become the Master and Li Shan was infinitely glorious.

The reason why Li Shan had been in that bowing and kneeling posture all along wasn’t because he had recognized his situation and took the initiative to show weakness. It was just because the wounds left by the bamboo stick made it almost impossible for him to kneel steadily. He could feel better by slightly tilting his body.

Lin Que inexplicably felt contempt from Li Shan’s calm eyes.

Li Shan was indeed a beauty, but this beauty couldn’t be compared to anything romantic. He was a stone, but not jade or gemstone, but a stubborn stone in the mountains that was smelly and hard; he was a piece of wood, but not sandalwood or carved wood, but a thorough elm!

At this moment, this stone beauty, this wooden beauty, was looking at Lin Que with his straight eyes, hoping that he would agree to his request and bear the responsibility himself. He didn’t understand at all that if he acted spoiled and submissive, the problem could be easily solved.

Lin Que couldn’t bear it any longer and threw Li Shan to the ground. Li Shan grunted while holding his stomach, trying hard to sit up, but Lin Que kicked him in the lower abdomen. Li Shan was caught off guard and couldn’t help but scream.

Suddenly, juice splattered everywhere, and Lin Que’s snow-white boot tips were also splattered with filth.

Lin Que didn’t care that his boots were dirty. Instead, he was fixed by Li Shan’s short and miserable scream. The things below him actually showed a slight upward trend again. Lin Que was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly exerted force on his leg, raised his foot, and slammed it on Li Shan’s lower abdomen.

Li Shan couldn’t escape and trembled as he hugged Lin Que’s calf with his arms, but he couldn’t shake its strength at all. His legs were slightly bent. However, from beginning to end, he didn’t make a sound.

Lin Que sneered, “When you learn to soften your body in front of a man and make some noise, I will naturally let your Senior Brother return to Cui Wei Sword Pavilion.”