After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 39 - Eve
Chapter 39: Eve
Today’s inner sect competition officially came to an end.
Back in the courtyard, Jiang Huai returned to his small room and began to browse the system store, eventually picking out a pair of black lace-up high heels for Luo Qingyu. The pure black surface of the shoes seemed to shine faintly. The convenience of the system store was that he only needed to enter the size, and the final product would fit perfectly.
He held the shoes and went outside the courtyard, where Luo Qingyu was playing Go with Chu Xianning.
Waiting for tomorrow’s inner sect competition to end, Jiang Huai would send her back to Qingxuan Sect the day after tomorrow. He planned to accompany Luo Qingyu and have a good talk with Luo Yueguan.
“The shoes are ready.”
Jiang Huai approached Luo Qingyu, just as her game with Chu Xianning ended. She couldn’t win against Chu Xianning, and she turned around, lifting her fair and delicate legs toward Jiang Huai.
Jiang Huai sat beside her, gently removed her socks, and carefully put on the shoes for her, meticulously tying the laces. Luo Qingyu stood up and took a few steps. The high heels accentuated the slender curves of the young girl’s legs, making her appear taller. It seemed that Jiang Huai only needed to look down slightly to kiss her rosy lips.
“Brother Jiang Huai, accompany me for a walk,” Luo Qingyu hugged Jiang Huai’s arm and began to act coquettishly. Her soft and tender chest pressed tightly against Jiang Huai’s hand. He nodded lightly, and then they left the courtyard together, strolling around the sect until the moon hung high. When Luo Qingyu and Jiang Huai returned to the courtyard, Chu Xianning had already gone to sleep.
The two sat in the pavilion, and Luo Qingyu raised her slender legs, boldly blinking at Jiang Huai, “Qingyu also wants a massage.”
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Alchemy Mountain.
Tomorrow would be the last day of the inner sect competition.
As the chief disciple of Alchemy Mountain, Li Qiusheng naturally had the best courtyard in the entire Alchemy Mountain. Spiritual energy lingered in the courtyard, with the spirit gathering array fully activated, and Li Qiusheng was currently soaking in a medicinal tub, surrounded by steaming vapors. The middle-aged man sitting beside him was his father.
Father and son remained silent for a long time until Li Qiusheng opened his eyes and said softly, “Father, I’ve finished assimilating.”
Li Xiaqian turned his head to look at him, his expression slightly solemn.
“Tomorrow is the battle against Jiang Huai of Guangxue Mountain. Regardless of victory or defeat, Jiang Huai will be nothing but a cripple after tomorrow. His Immaculate Golden Body, even if cultivated to the ninth level of perfection, will only have the combat power of a Nascent Soul at best. There’s no need to worry too much.”
“I want to beat him,” Li Qiusheng said after a moment of silence, his voice tinged with gritted teeth.
“You’ve been spoiled too much by your mother,” Li Xiaqian sighed lightly.
“Your father has been focused on alchemy over the years and neglected your discipline. Your mother has been overly indulgent since you were young. Tell me, how many female disciples from the outer sect have you caused trouble for over the years? Wasn’t it always your mother who cleaned up your messes?”
“When have I ever bullied female disciples? It was all consensual.”
“You’ve had it too easy all these years. How much of your cultivation has been built up with the help of spiritual medicines? If we’re talking about the Way of the Sword, you’re no match for Jiang Huai.”
“He just has a higher talent than me. He never put in the effort in his daily sword practice. What’s there to be proud of?”
Li Xiaqian could only smile helplessly, “Do you really think he’s foolish? Do you know how many geniuses have barely survived the secret realms he has explored? Yet he always returns safely, each time with great gains. Those casual cultivators out there are very ruthless, and he has managed to snatch his share from them. The hardships he has endured are far beyond what you have experienced.”
“In the path of cultivation, talent is secondary; it’s the mind and heart that are crucial. You used to bully others with your status, but when you met Luo Qingyu, you were completely out of options. If you want to blame someone, blame your parents for being useless and unable to provoke the Qingxuan Sect’s Luo Yueguan. You don’t understand the era we lived in; you don’t know how terrifying Luo Yueguan’s methods are. She didn’t just rely on her cultivation to become the sect master of Qingxuan Sect. It’s also because she’s ruthless.”
Li Qiusheng bowed his head slightly, “I know, father. I didn’t mean that. If I can’t provoke her, I’ll just avoid her. But for tomorrow’s battle… I don’t want to lose. Mother has already agreed to give me the sword.”
“Even if you win, it’s not honorable. Why bother?” Li Xiaqian sighed helplessly.
“I can’t swallow this defeat!”
Li Xiaqian looked deeply at Li Qiusheng and ultimately said nothing more. After all, it was his own child.
It might not be a bad thing if he could learn a lesson and face some setbacks.
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Guangxue Mountain.
In Luo Qingyu’s room.
Luo Qingyu was currently kneeling on the bed, her dress not fully covering the curves of her behind, her legs slightly raised, her body trembling slightly with unease.
Because Jiang Huai was still owing Luo Qingyu a spanking.
Perhaps it was because Luo Qingyu’s eyes were too watery when she looked back at him, Jiang Huai couldn’t help but have wicked thoughts as soon as he saw her, so he blindfolded her with a layer of black gauze.
After ten spanks were delivered, Luo Qingyu still seemed to want more, her voice soft and coquettish.
“I still want…”
“No more.”
Jiang Huai always worried that he might inadvertently lead Luo Qingyu’s preferences into strange territories, so he covered her body with a blanket, “It’s time to sleep obediently.”
Luo Qingyu had no choice but to turn over obediently. Jiang Huai gently removed her blindfold, and Luo Qingyu’s eyes looked at him without blinking.
Jiang Huai’s story was almost finished, and he said softly.
“After the inner sect competition ends tomorrow, I will borrow my master’s spiritual boat and take you to Qingxuan Sect to have a good talk with your mother.”
Luo Qingyu’s lips pouted slightly, her eyes full of reluctance.
“Then… when will we meet again?”
“It won’t be long. You just obediently learn to dance with your mother. Once you’ve made progress, I’ll bring you back to stay for a while.”
Luo Qingyu stretched out her arms towards him, her thumb slightly hooked, looking at him with a pitiful expression.
“Promise?”
“Don’t worry, when have I ever lied to you?”
Jiang Huai gently hooked Luo Qingyu’s thumb, and it took a while before Luo Qingyu reluctantly let go, but then she grabbed Jiang Huai’s wrist, brought his hand to her lips, and lightly bit his index finger.
“Don’t lie to Qingyu.”
Luo Qingyu left a faint mark on Jiang Huai’s finger with her teeth.
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The third day of the inner sect competition.
Jiang Huai was woken up by a torrential downpour. There had been continuous spring rains recently, but such a heavy downpour was a first. He got up early, had breakfast in the courtyard, and ate soup dumplings this morning.
After breakfast, Luo Qingyu went with Jiang Huai to Juejian Mountain. The rain was too heavy, and Jiang Huai’s bamboo umbrella was struggling, so Luo Qingyu had to use her spiritual energy to surround them both, deflecting the raindrops falling on them.
His points were already enough to rank in the top ten of the inner sect. He still had three battles to fight today, with the last one being for the final victory.
The rain was too heavy. After arriving at Juejian Mountain, Chu Xianning glanced at the sky, and after a moment, the raindrops in the entire sky stopped and flew elsewhere, no longer falling.
The disciples were stunned at first. With their cultivation, blocking these raindrops was a trivial matter, so why bother? It took them a moment to realize that Jiang Huai no longer had any spiritual energy and lacked the means to avoid the rain.
Today’s inner sect competition was attended by the masters and elders of the five great sects, and even the sect master was sitting on the platform. Jiang Huai glanced at the sect master from afar, and the sect master was also looking at him.
The two looked at each other for a moment, and the sect master’s eyes inevitably showed deep regret.
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The sect master, named Li Qiushan, was a thousand years old this year, looking like a little old man with white eyebrows and beard, a cultivator of the eighth realm, and had been in charge of Tianxuan Sect for three hundred years.
Because Jiang Huai had been exceptionally talented since he was young, the sect master had always treated him very well and had instructed him that if he needed anything, he could just ask. But Jiang Huai never liked to ask for help and had never asked the sect master for anything.
His cultivation was ruined, and he had no shame in the world or himself, but he had indeed let down the sect master’s expectations, which was why he had obediently apologized to the sect master that day. The sect master was angry but ultimately only vented his anger on those evil cultivators and never really punished him.
The sect master personally presided over the inner sect competition. The sky was overcast with clouds, and there was occasional thunder in the distance.
After announcing the names of the participating disciples, the first match was Alchemy Mountain’s Li Qiusheng against the fifth-ranked disciple of the inner sect, He Mu of Lingjian Mountain.
Jiang Huai never had the habit of underestimating his opponents, so he watched Li Qiusheng and He Mu’s match seriously. Li Qiusheng’s swordsmanship came from her mother, who was once a famous female Sword Immortal on Yuelan Continent. But in terms of the Way of the Sword and cultivation, she couldn’t compare to Chu Xianning. In their era, the only one who could be mentioned in the same breath as Chu Xianning was Luo Yueguan of Qingxuan Sect.
Chu Xianning did not become the sect master of Tianxuan Sect because, firstly, she had a hidden injury that prevented her cultivation from progressing beyond the early stages of the eighth realm, and secondly, because she was cold and did not like dealing with sect affairs. So she simply took Guangxue Mountain to live by herself. She never intended to take disciples, and meeting Jiang Huai was a twist of fate.
Perhaps Chu Xianning thought it was a karmic debt.
Li Qiusheng’s match ended within the time it took an incense stick to burn. Jiang Huai was slightly surprised. In his memory, Li Qiusheng was only at the full completion of the Core Formation stage, but today his aura was much stronger than that, even faintly showing the posture of a half-step Nascent Soul.
And his physical strength seemed much stronger than that of an ordinary Core Formation completion cultivator. Even Qin Wugou’s speed couldn’t match him. Jiang Huai observed his vitality from afar; he must have used some excellent body tempering medicinal materials.
Thus, on the path of cultivation, besides talent and hard work, resources are also indispensable.
Li Qiusheng became the winner of that match. He looked at Jiang Huai in the stands, his eyes full of provocation. Jiang Huai simply nodded lightly in response to his challenge.
Soon, his own match began, facing the second disciple of Huangjian Mountain, Mu Qiuchen.
