After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master

Chapter 174: Just run away

“Why are you panting now?” Jiang Huai Jr., with his back to Bai Li, trembled in his voice.

“It feels... weird... good thing I only stimulated a little bit...”

Bai Li’s voice was soft, then she muttered, “Such a waste...”

“Why don’t you drink it back yourself?”

Bai Li kicked Jiang Huai’s back hard with her little leg, “You’re so perverted!”

“I’m just making a reasonable suggestion, okay?”

Jiang Huai replied with a sense of grievance, still not daring to look back. After a while, Bai Li muttered softly,

“It seems... there’s still a little left... I can’t squeeze it out...”

“Why don’t you try to suck it out yourself?”

“I can’t reach... I don’t have a figure as exaggerated as Luo Qingyu...” Bai Li replied with grievance, then her delicate little feet stomped on Jiang Huai’s back several times.

“It’s all your fault!”

“Alright, alright, it’s my fault.”

“Then you... have to take responsibility...”

“How am I supposed to take responsibility?”

“I wasn’t angry even though you fed me the medicine... now isn’t it your turn to compensate me? Besides, this is all your fault...”

“Give me a moment to think.”

“If you need to think, then you should leave. I’ll... figure it out myself, if it doesn’t work, I’ll ask Qingyu to help me...”

“Then I’ll do it.”

...

“You actually swallowed it?”

“Ah?”

“I just, I just wanted you to help get it out, not, not for you to drink it! Pervert! Beast! Shameless!”

Bai Li’s sense of shame seemed to finally explode at that moment, and she tangled up with Jiang Huai, nearly pinning him down completely, her delicate hands pressing down on Jiang Huai’s shoulders, not letting him get up, while Jiang Huai didn’t know where to look, his head spinning.

“Like drinking it, huh? Then you... just obediently drink it all... otherwise... I won’t let you off.”

...

On the spiritual boat, outside on the deck.

Luo Qingyu and Wen Wanwan had already bathed together and returned to the same room, seemingly with much to talk about, while Chu Xianning sat quietly on the side, looking at the stars and moon above, silent as a statue.

Meanwhile, Luo Yueguan was chatting with Bai Jin.

Bai Jin was from the Western Region demon race, where the customs and people are generally more passionate and less restrained than the human race. Bai Jin’s personality, in Luo Yueguan’s view, was just like that, especially straightforward. She spoke frankly about many things concerning herself, and Luo Yueguan chatted with her, after all, as a ninth realm Immortal Venerable, this favor could be very useful in the future.

As Bai Jin spoke, her body stiffened slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Luo Yueguan asked, puzzled.

Bai Jin was silent for a moment, then replied, “It’s nothing, just that when I’m close to Bai Li, some of her feelings get transmitted to me.”

Bai Jin did not hide this, and seeing Luo Yueguan’s surprised expression, she explained, “Just like you and Luo Qingyu, Bai Li is my biological daughter, but she doesn’t have a father.”

“Why is that?” Luo Yueguan was puzzled.

Her reasons for giving birth to Luo Qingyu were so despicable that she didn’t want to mention it to anyone, while Bai Jin simply replied,

“I carry a strand of the ancient black Serpent Clan’s bloodline, so in earlier years, the Serpent Clan pleaded with me, hoping I would continue the bloodline. But I never felt affection for any of my kin. Later, the Serpent Clan elders, including the clan leader, almost knelt to beg me. I eventually softened a bit and used a secret method to separate my bloodline into a new life, which is how Bai Li came to be.”

“I see.”

Luo Yueguan nodded in understanding, but she was curious, “What’s happening with Bai Li?”

“It’s nothing, maybe she’s just playing around with Jiang Huai.”

Bai Jin replied indifferently, momentarily distracted by Bai Li’s perspective, finally fully realizing what they were doing at the moment, and hearing their conversation.

...

“So you beat that Mu Jiaoyang because of the Overlord Art.”

“It was part of it, but mainly it was because my sword techniques are powerful.”

“Can I practice the Overlord Art too?”

“You could, I could give you the manual, but I don’t recommend it. It’s painfully excruciating, and from the sixth level onwards, the resources required are all kinds of strange things. For example, the sixth level requires the initial milk of a seventh realm demon race, the seventh level requires the saliva of an eighth realm or higher fox race. I was in so much pain I rolled on the ground wishing for death...”

“It sounds terrifying, better not to practice.”

...

Bai Jin’s thoughts shifted, and after a moment, she returned her gaze and asked softly.

“What’s the relationship between Jiang Huai and my daughter?”

Luo Yueguan paused for a moment, “You might have to ask them to know that. As far as I know, they are very good friends. As for anything else... I’m not sure.”

“Thank you.”

Bai Jin nodded lightly, then picked up the wine pot again, pouring another cup for Luo Yueguan, who did not refuse. They drank together, and after several more cups, Bai Jin stood up, “I’m going to rest now.”

Luo Yueguan nodded slightly, watching Bai Jin disappear from sight, then her gaze shifted to Chu Xianning, who was sitting quietly at the edge of the deck, looking at the stars and moon.

“Shall we drink a couple more?”

Luo Yueguan’s cheeks were somewhat flushed, and Chu Xianning looked back at her, her voice calm, “You’ve had too much.”

“Have I?”

“Yes.” Chu Xianning stood up, sat down opposite her.

“Have you ever met that little girl named Bai Li?” Luo Yueguan asked curiously.

Chu Xianning shook her head, “I know he has such a friend, but I’ve never met her before.”

“There’s something between them.” Luo Yueguan’s lips curled up slightly.

“How can you tell?” Chu Xianning’s expression remained unchanged.

“I can tell from the way Bai Li looks at Jiang Huai. When a woman likes someone, the affection in her eyes can’t be hidden.”

Luo Yueguan’s voice was playful, as if she had discovered some interesting secret, only to be quickly doused by Chu Xianning.

“It’s as if you’ve ever liked someone and shown them such eyes. Do you understand?”

“Why? Can’t I understand if I haven’t liked a man? What if I liked a woman, does that count? Chu Xianning, tell me... after all, you haven’t been with a man for hundreds of years, so do you also not like men? How about we just settle for each other?”

“Go die,” Chu Xianning said expressionlessly, her voice icy cold.

Luo Yueguan laughed so hard she was shaking like a branch in the wind.

The two were truly very good friends. Their friendship began with Luo Yueguan persistently bothering Chu Xianning, who was originally cold and indifferent to everyone. Perhaps Luo Yueguan’s persistence wore her down because Chu Xianning eventually acknowledged her, and their friendship continued for many, many years. They understood each other extremely well.

“Do you think I should find a man?” Luo Yueguan leaned back in her chair, her legs crossed beneath her purple Daoist robe.

“You wouldn’t have said something like that before,” Chu Xianning suddenly looked up, staring seriously at Luo Yueguan in front of her.

“What are you trying to say?”

“Nothing, just talking nonsense because I’m drunk. You know I’ve always hated men. The only one I’ve never hated is that little home-invading wolf you brought back. He’s quite charming.”

Chu Xianning stared at her seriously for several seconds before slowly saying, “I advise you not to harbor any inappropriate thoughts.”

Luo Yueguan’s eyes widened.

“What do you mean? Hey, are you misunderstanding something? How could I possibly have thoughts about that kid...”

“I’m just advising. Why are you so anxious?”

Seeing Luo Yueguan’s reaction, Chu Xianning felt a real sense of unease deep down.

Just as Luo Yueguan understood Chu Xianning very well, she knew Luo Yueguan too well. Luo Yueguan often liked to test people by observing their reactions to her probing, finding their boundaries and then pushing them little by little, lowering their defenses until they became her playthings. This was Luo Yueguan’s technique of manipulation, which she had once proudly tried to teach Chu Xianning. True friends didn’t mind sharing their own deviousness, but unfortunately, Chu Xianning had no interest in such methods.

She was content with almost no interaction with others, happy in her solitude.

“I’m not anxious, you are. Why do you get all frowny the moment you hear something about your precious darling?” Luo Yueguan teased.

“There’s nothing,” Chu Xianning’s expression remained impassive.

“I’m just reminding you, you are Luo Qingyu’s mother, and he’s not even twenty years old yet, while you are already six hundred. You are the sect master of Qingxuan Sect, and he’s just an inner disciple of Tianxuan Sect. Your perspectives and experiences are worlds apart. Maybe you feel a slight stirring in your heart occasionally, but that’s just an illusion from being lonely for too long. Don’t...”

“Why are you suddenly so talkative?” Luo Yueguan rudely interrupted Chu Xianning.

“Are you still the Chu Xianning who would rather say one word than a whole sentence?”

“You’re trying to change the subject to hide your guilt,” Chu Xianning’s eyes were cold as she looked at Luo Yueguan.

“Is it me trying to change the subject to hide my guilt, or were the words you just said meant for me as well as for yourself?” Luo Yueguan crossed her arms, her eyes playful.

“In the end, who’s feeling guilty?” Luo Yueguan picked up her wine glass and gently sipped it at her lips.

“Whoever feels guilty knows it themselves. It’s pointless to argue with you. As long as you know what’s in your heart, that’s enough,” Chu Xianning stood up, seemingly unwilling to continue the conversation with Luo Yueguan.

Luo Yueguan put down her wine glass.

“You always do this. When you encounter something you don’t want to talk about, you just shut down, always trying to escape... Do you really think you can run away forever?”

“I have never run away,” Chu Xianning said earnestly.

“Come on, don’t you know what Jiang Huai really thinks deep down? You just pretend not to know and can’t bear to cruelly reject him, always leaving him room to fantasize...”

“I... have already rejected him,” Chu Xianning’s voice now lacked confidence.

“I arranged a marriage for him when he was fifteen.”

“That was four years ago. Can you honestly say that you haven’t felt a bit soft-hearted every time he tried to show you affection in these four years? If it weren’t for your soft heart, he might not have continued to treat you so well.”

“A disciple’s duty is to be filial to their master. If he is filial to me, should I deliberately put on a cold face and scold him? That’s not how it works.”

“I envy you for that, being able to deceive yourself and forever have a clear Dao Heart,” Luo Yueguan walked up to her.

“Can you honestly say that when you heard about him in the Daoji Ancestral Land, you weren’t agitated? Weren’t you worried?”

“He is my only disciple. Shouldn’t I be worried?”

“Did you ever think at that time... about dual cultivation to heal him, to restore his lifespan?”

“You’re so annoying today, Luo Yueguan.”

Chu Xianning turned away, heading toward her room, seemingly disdainful of further arguing with Luo Yueguan.

“You just run away... I’ll see how long you can run...” Luo Yueguan laughed wantonly behind her.

Chu Xianning quickened her pace.