After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master

Chapter 172 The Future

“Really really not angry?” Jiang Huai Jr. couldn’t help but ask again.

“If you ask again, Qingyu will really get angry.”

“No no, it’s just... it feels like I was all set to walk to the execution ground, ready to be beheaded, but then suddenly I’m alive again. It feels a bit unreal.”

Luo Qingyu quietly grabbed his arm and bit it, her eyes blinking innocently.

“Does it feel real now?”

Jiang Huai winced in pain, and it instantly became real.

He didn’t activate the Overlord Art; otherwise, it would have been Luo Qingyu’s teeth that hurt. Now, Luo Qingyu was curled up in his arms, listening to him recount the entire story of what happened in the Daoji Ancestral Land. Then she suddenly spoke up,

“Later, I’ll go to Wen Wanwan’s room to chat with her, okay?”

“...chat about what?” Jiang Huai looked at her warily.

“Why does Jiang Huai brother look as if he’s worried I might bully her?”

“It’s not like that...”

“You can ask Wen Wanwan sister what we talked about later. If Qingyu were a fool, she would go to Wen Wanwan sister to make accusations. Wen Wanwan needs to show weakness first...”

“Should you really be telling me all this so directly?”

“Jiang Huai brother would guess it anyway,” Luo Qingyu’s voice softened considerably.

Jiang Huai looked down at Luo Qingyu’s pale cheeks and could faintly feel that the Luo Qingyu now, curled up in his arms, was completely different from the Luo Qingyu of the past. She no longer hid her thoughts and had learned to express her desires.

Luo Qingyu then talked to Jiang Huai about some of the details she and Bai Li encountered in the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm. It was clear she got along especially well with Bai Li in the Immortal Spirit Secret Realm. Her tone was particularly gentle when she mentioned Bai Li, which didn’t surprise Jiang Huai at all. With Bai Li’s pleasant personality, it made sense that she would get along very well with Luo Qingyu.

The two of them chatted in bed for a long time until the light outside the window gradually dimmed. Jiang Huai finally got out of bed, intending to cook a few dishes casually, to have a simple meal together as a celebration of everyone’s safe return.

Luo Qingyu also got up, dressed in a beautiful gown, braided her hair, and even sat on the bed, taking out the black high heels Jiang Huai had given her. Jiang Huai knew she was going to see Wen Wanwan, but at that moment, it seemed he really couldn’t do anything but silently pray in his heart that there would be no disputes.

...

Luo Qingyu gently knocked on Wen Wanwan’s door.

The one who opened the door, Wen Wanwan, wore a simple white Taoist robe, her black hair tied with a thin cord, her cheeks bare of any makeup. Luo Qingyu had to admit that Wen Wanwan was indeed particularly beautiful.

If she weren’t so excessively beautiful, Jiang Huai brother probably wouldn’t have any stories with her.

“Wen Wanwan sister,” Luo Qingyu’s face broke into a sweet smile.

“Fairy Qingyu...”

A trace of unease flickered in the depths of Wen Wanwan’s eyes.

Luo Qingyu, dressed in a luxurious gilded long dress with a mermaid hem revealing a section of her slender leg and wearing sharp high heels, was nearly eye-level with Wen Wanwan. She was a year younger than Wen Wanwan, so calling her sister was not a problem.

“You can just call me Qingyu from now on,” Luo Qingyu replied softly.

“Jiang Huai brother has already told me everything that happened in the Daoji Ancestral Land.”

Wen Wanwan tensed up a bit, but Luo Qingyu had already taken her hand, walking back into the room with her. She closed the door and looked at Wen Wanwan, seeming to notice the unease in her eyes.

They were both adept at reading people and were similarly delicate and sensitive.

“Let’s start with the outcome,” Luo Qingyu said as she led Wen Wanwan to sit on the bed.

Wen Wanwan sat down and turned her face to listen as Luo Qingyu softly said, “My marriage with Jiang Huai brother will, of course, proceed as scheduled, and Wen Wanwan sister, your marriage will be after mine... So, if Wen Wanwan sister has any dissatisfaction, you can tell me now.”

Wen Wanwan was stunned.

She had been prepared to face Luo Qingyu’s anger, but Luo Qingyu’s tone was excessively gentle, and her words left Wen Wanwan with no reason to argue. It even felt somewhat dreamy, making Wen Wanwan doubt for a moment if she was hallucinating.

Seeing how worried Jiang Huai was earlier, it seemed Luo Qingyu was not such an easy girl to talk to.

“Of course, I have no dissatisfaction, but are you... really okay with this?”

“Mhm,” Luo Qingyu nodded earnestly.

“Jiang Huai brother likes you, and if I didn’t like you, then Jiang Huai brother wouldn’t like me as much.”

Looking at the surprise and unease in Wen Wanwan’s eyes, Luo Qingyu hesitated for a moment.

“I didn’t come here to argue with Wen Wanwan sister, so you don’t have to worry. I came to thank Wen Wanwan sister for saving Jiang Huai brother. I should be the one grateful to Wen Wanwan sister.”

“This kind of thing... there’s no need for thanks...”

“Still, I want to say thank you for helping Jiang Huai brother. I always imagine our first dual cultivation to be very beautiful, but Wen Wanwan sister’s first time was in a cave, with such nervous and agonizing feelings. I’m sorry for Wen Wanwan sister,” Luo Qingyu said, holding Wen Wanwan’s hand gently, her tone so soft that Wen Wanwan didn’t know how to respond.

“It’s not a grievance...”

“If Wen Wanwan sister thinks it’s fine, then it’s good.”

Luo Qingyu said gently, and then playfully winked at Wen Wanwan.

“So... does this mean we’re sisters now?”

“If Qingyu is willing... of course...”

“You still seem quite reserved.”

Luo Qingyu suddenly moved closer, gently embracing Wen Wanwan, “Does this make us feel less distant?”

Wen Wanwan’s stiff body softened, and she suddenly thought of something, raising her hand with two strands of heavenly Dao spiritual energy appearing in her palm.

“This... is for you.”

“Heavenly Dao spiritual energy?”

“Yes, it’s the inheritance I received in the Daoji Ancestral Land. I’ve already formed a five-pattern heavenly Dao spirit pill; this is the surplus...”

“Ah? Then I’ll accept it.”

Luo Qingyu didn’t stand on ceremony, even though her cultivation was already at the Divine Transformation fifth level, assimilating these two strands of heavenly Dao spiritual energy could still cause a qualitative change in her Golden Core.

“But it seems I don’t have any gifts to give Wen Wanwan sister...”

Luo Qingyu’s face suddenly looked troubled.

“No, there’s no need...”

“That won’t do.”

Luo Qingyu looked up, “There should always be something. When I come across good things in the future, I’ll think of Wen Wanwan sister too,” Luo Qingyu replied softly, and Wen Wanwan’s unease gradually melted away.

Regardless of what Luo Qingyu truly thought in her heart, everything she said was impeccable, and Wen Wanwan had no reason to dislike Luo Qingyu.

“Alright, alright, Jiang Huai brother is done cooking. Shall we have a few drinks together tonight?”

Luo Qingyu’s eyes sparkled.

...

Dinner time.

Jiang Huai prepared a large table full of dishes, feeling nervous as he looked at Luo Qingyu and Wen Wanwan, but they came out of the room hand in hand, even sitting close together, with Luo Qingyu filling their glasses to the brim.

Jiang Huai Jr. was ready for any emergencies, but the dinner went smoothly without any chaos. Luo Qingyu and Wen Wanwan both drank quite a bit, but there was no hint of animosity. Instead, the girls’ eyes grew brighter with each drink, and they even agreed to sleep together that night and have a good chat.

Jiang Huai Jr. breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but search his system.

Did it secretly give him an intelligence-reducing aura?

At the table, Bai Li was eating meat heartily. Jiang Huai had made lamb chops, and she didn’t mind the grease on her face at all, while Bai Jin looked at her tenderly. Surprisingly, halfway through dinner, Bai Jin suddenly raised her glass, looking at Jiang Huai with a voice too gentle,

“Jiang Huai?”

“Hmm? Bai senior.” Jiang Huai, who had just relaxed, was startled and hurriedly raised his glass.

“You can call me Aunt Bai. Thank you for taking care of Bai Li these years. Aunt Bai toasts to you. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can come to the Western Region to find me, and I will help you resolve it.”

Jiang Huai was flattered, “No, Bai Li and I have always had a great relationship, looking out for each other. She has helped me a lot too.”

Bai Jin lifted her glass and drank it all in one go, her pale cheeks flushing slightly. The hazy moonlight on her face added a touch of softness. She was a beautiful woman, after all, Bai Li was particularly delicate and lovely as a child, and after transforming into a dragon, Bai Li was even more pure and stunning.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became lively, and it seemed all at once, Bai Li, having eaten her fill, picked up her glass and filled Jiang Huai’s without a word. She liked to drink, and when exploring the secret realm with Jiang Huai, she often dragged him to have a few drinks, but they never indulged too much, always worried about getting out of hand.

Now with nothing to worry about, Bai Li couldn’t help but drink heartily, and soon after, her head felt dizzy, and she leaned on the table. Jiang Huai thought for a moment and asked her.

“Shall I take you back to your room to rest?”

Bai Li burped and nodded slightly, so Jiang Huai reached out his hand to her. Bai Li got up from the table with his help and walked towards the room. Once there, Bai Li sat on the bed, her delicate hands propping up the sheets. Even with a slight flush on her cheeks, the drunkenness in her eyes seemed to fade. Jiang Huai brewed some sobering tea for her, and Bai Li curiously asked.

“What fun things have you encountered recently?”

Jiang Huai brewed the tea and recounted his experiences in the Daoji Ancestral Land and his conversation with Luo Qingyu earlier that day to Bai Li. He never bothered to hide anything from Bai Li.

After listening, Bai Li sat on the bed, swinging her delicate feet thoughtfully, nodding.

“Do you think... Qingyu was angry?”

Jiang Huai was still fixated on this question.

Bai Li chuckled, “Why are you always worried about this?”

“I’m just thinking... what if Qingyu is actually very upset but has been holding it in, and if she holds it in for too long and suddenly explodes one day, then it’s all over.”

“The way you’re so timid compared to your style of leaving affection everywhere is such a contrast,” Bai Li sighed with admiration.

“It’s hard to believe you’re the same Ah Mumu who wrote Floating Clouds and Splendid Elegance, yet you can’t handle two women. So weak.”

Jiang Huai gave her a helpless look, and Bai Li had already jumped off the bed, picking up the teacup. Jiang Huai quickly reminded her.

“Be careful, it’s hot.”

Bai Li just sipped a little, sitting across from Jiang Huai, and softly said, “Don’t worry, Qingyu probably isn’t really angry.”

“Why?” Jiang Huai was puzzled.

“Because she really likes you,” Bai Li leaned back in her chair, her legs crossed under her cheongsam.

“I spent seven or eight months with her in the secret realm. Every night when we talked before sleeping, she would always talk about her Jiang Huai brother. To her, you’re like the only sun in her world; without you, she can’t live...”

“She also talked to me about Wen Wanwan and asked for my opinion, but that was all. Actually, she had already made up her mind about this. She just wanted to see how much you really liked Wen Wanwan. If you really liked Wen Wanwan that much, then she would have to make room for her because she didn’t want you to be troubled by it.”

“I think Qingyu is a very smart girl. Just in the secret realm, she always thought of many things deeper than I did. We teamed up with other cultivators several times in the secret realm, and many times it was because of Qingyu’s thoughts that we always managed to get the best resources. She’s much more capable than me.”

“But despite her intelligence, she seems like a fool when it comes to liking you. I think she’s very clear in her heart. If you had liked her enough from the beginning, there would have been no issue with Wen Wanwan. So even if she’s angry now, it won’t change anything. Rather, she’d let you be free so you’d like her a little more.”

“Your mind is so agile; if you’re not my brother, who are you?”

Bai Li lifted her delicate little foot and kicked him irritably, but in the next instant, he caught it in his hand. The girl’s foot was as warm and soft as jade, squishy to the touch, and felt amazing in his hand.

“Being with Luo Qingyu for so long, it seems I’ve really learned a lot...” Bai Li muttered thoughtfully.

“You really can’t underestimate Qingyu, you know. She’s super amazing, just a bit heartless towards strangers. She’s tricked the cultivators traveling with us several times, and they’re still cluelessly grateful to us.”

“What if I’m not smart enough to handle it...” Jiang Huai Jr. was already shivering with fear.

“Don’t worry, she likes you so much, she talks about what you two used to do every night, my ears are about to develop calluses from listening,” Bai Li said, her eyes fixed intently on Jiang Huai, who was idly playing with her toes.

This was a pastime they had engaged in out of boredom in a secret cave, nothing to do with flirtation, and Bai Li had never been angry about it. But now, Bai Li looked at him with a faint sigh.

“Why the sudden sigh?” Jiang Huai looked up at her.

“Just thinking about how my mother suddenly came back... and became a ninth realm... and we’re about to return to the Western Region, it all feels like a dream.”

“Isn’t that a good thing? Your mother is kind to you and so powerful.”

“I’m just a little reluctant to leave,” Bai Li murmured softly.

“It’s still better than roughing it out here, living in fear every day in secret realms,” Jiang Huai consoled her gently.

“Besides, didn’t your mother promise you that once you inherit the Demon Emperor’s legacy, if you don’t want to be the successor... she’ll give you your freedom?”

“Then where will I go when the time comes?” Bai Li’s voice became very soft.

She didn’t know where her future lay, which was why she felt uneasy.

“Come to the Eastern Region. I’ll treat you to delicious food, and I’ll keep a room for you in my courtyard,” Jiang Huai replied naturally, as if he had already planned it.

Bai Li suddenly spaced out for a moment, looking seriously at Jiang Huai’s profile. After several seconds, she burst into light laughter.

She tilted her chin up slightly, “You wouldn’t have any despicable and dark thoughts about me, would you?”

“Oh, I have plenty. I can touch little Bai Li’s foot and big Bai Li’s dragon horns. Just the thought makes me happy,” Jiang Huai replied cheerfully.

The two had been teasing each other for days. Bai Li turned to the side, her foot lightly stepping on his chest, and she too started laughing, “Heh, when I become the Demon Emperor’s successor, you, a mere Tianxuan Sect inner disciple, will only be fit to kneel and lick my little foot.”

“Why wait for later? How about I get a head start now? Slurp, slurp.”

“Huh, you can actually take that kind of joke now? Just like you wrote in your book, once a man has been with a woman, his skin gets thicker and thicker,” Bai Li looked at him with disdain while Jiang Huai made a silly face at her, sticking out his tongue and slurping like a puppy.

Bai Li laughed at his foolishness, but a warm feeling began to rise in her heart as if the anxiety and fear for the future were gradually melting away.