Inside the grand hall of the sect, all the Elders from various peaks were gathered. Sect Master Chen Xuantian sat at the head, while Jiang Qingyue, whose injuries had already healed, stood among them. One Elder clasped his hands and said, “Sect Master, the Young Sect Master’s injuries were severe. Her internal organs were all displaced—she should still be resting!”
However, Jiang Qingyue’s face was full of hatred as she gritted her teeth and said, “It’s fine! Since my teacher summoned me, let’s discuss how to deal with that trash! That man… I will flay him alive and tear his tendons out, so he can neither live nor die!”
The Elders all drew sharp breaths, chills running down their spines. But in truth, her anger was justified. She had been beaten unconscious, her Dao Heart nearly shattered—and by a man who was once considered a useless cripple. Who wouldn’t be furious?
“But Sect Master, you gave them the Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill so easily. What if they still refuse to hand over the inheritance?”
Chen Xuantian smiled faintly, a dark shadow flickering across his face. “Do you take me for a fool? Naturally, I tampered with that Yin-Yang Black Dragon Pill. Once Su Wanqing consumes it, I can sense it through my means—and completely control her!”
“Not only her inheritance… even she herself…” His lips curved into a cold smile. By then, she would be nothing but his plaything. Su Wanqing, so proud and untouchable—when that day came, she would truly know what it meant to live wishing for death!
The Elders’ faces lit up with glee and they all voiced their approval. Even Jiang Qingyue felt a bit relieved, though she still had some regret. If she had consumed that Pill herself, she might have already broken through to the 4th realm. Unfortunately, it hadn’t been her turn.
Chen Xuantian asked, “Tell me, in the Human Realm, is there any cultivator who reached the 3rd realm of Destiny Comprehension at the age of eighteen?”
He was in an excellent mood, laughing as he spoke.
“There is,” one Elder replied. “The disciple of Daoist Tianxuan from the Tianxuan Sect reached the 3rd realm at sixteen. But that one’s Spirit Root is far more terrifying than Su Wanqing’s—he was born with a Dao Body. But what is Chu Ning? A useless waste who couldn’t even pass the entry Spirit Root test. Eighteen years, and he was still stuck at the 3rd level of Body Tempering. Even if Su Wanqing has been secretly training him all these years, that only proves how extraordinary her inheritance must be!”
“That vile woman kept it hidden from everyone—even her disciples didn’t know about it. That alone shows how important the inheritance is. But this inheritance—our Supreme Profound Sect must obtain it!”
Jiang Qingyue immediately echoed, “That lowly woman hid it so deeply that even her disciple didn’t know. Her schemes run far deeper than I imagined. The question is—how should we seize that inheritance?”
Chen Xuantian nodded in satisfaction and swept his gaze across the crowd. “Although I’ve already tampered with the Pill, I still feel uneasy. What do you all think—how should we ensure the inheritance falls into our hands?”
Someone spoke up, “Soul searching and seizing would be the best, but Su Wanqing isn’t a fool. The inheritance may not even be on her.”
Another Elder added, “Even if we soul-search Chu Ning, it might be useless and only make them more wary of us.”
A third Elder chuckled, “Su Wanqing’s teacher was also from Little Bamboo Peak. She refuses to leave that place—most likely because of that connection. I think she wants to live and die with Little Bamboo Peak. For now, it’s best we follow the Sect Master’s plan and refrain from interfering. As for obtaining the inheritance, the first step is to make those two lower their guard against us.”
Everyone turned toward him as Chen Xuantian raised a brow. “Oh? Third Elder, what do you propose?” Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
The old man clasped his hands behind his back and smiled. “We start with profit. Offer them resources to gain their trust, then control access to those very resources. If they want more, they’ll have to trade their techniques for them. Step by step, we take what we need while ensuring our Supreme Profound Sect never loses out. And once we have the inheritance, the two of them will have outlived their usefulness.”
The crowd nodded in agreement. Chen Xuantian’s smile widened. “A fine idea. We’ll proceed as such. Tomorrow, send them some resources as a gesture of goodwill. Once they’ve served their purpose and the storm settles… their deaths will follow. I look forward to it.”
…
Meanwhile, inside Little Bamboo Peak, master and disciple had already seen through the sect’s hypocrisy.
They were nothing but hypocrites and backstabbers!
If Su Wanqing had truly consumed that Pill, she wouldn’t even have the chance to die now. Thankfully, Chu Ning had his system. The sect was clearly plotting to trap them next.
Their goal now was simple—to turn the tables.
But because of that kiss earlier in the day, Chu Ning was no longer pretending to be calm. During dinner, he kept stealing glances at Su Wanqing, occasionally starting conversation.
“Master, the moon looks beautiful tonight, doesn’t it?”
“I never realized how pretty Little Bamboo Peak looks at night.”
“Master, your cooking is really delicious…”
Su Wanqing didn’t respond at all, only lowering her head further. Was he really talking about the moon and bamboo forest? Why did it sound like he was flirting? How did her once well-behaved disciple suddenly make her feel like she needed to discipline him again?
He wasn’t even trying to hide his intentions anymore.
Su Wanqing guessed the truth—Chu Ning had likely harbored thoughts about her for some time. He had stolen her clothes before, confessed to her, and now… after that kiss… of course he was teasing her like this.
She didn’t know how to explain that earlier moment. How could she make him believe that it was merely a desperate measure? Even she didn’t believe that excuse herself. Desperate measure? Why didn’t she use another way—why did she have to kiss him?
Now, she didn’t know how to face him. It was awkward—she didn’t know whether to move forward or retreat.
After hurriedly finishing dinner, Su Wanqing rushed back to her Cave Residence, claiming she was going to cultivate. But in truth, she couldn’t focus on cultivation at all. She just needed a place to hide from her disciple—she couldn’t face him!
At the table, Chu Ning watched her flee and smiled faintly. His master looked truly beautiful when flustered.
Was he truly a respectful disciple? Of course. He was very aware of the importance of gratitude and propriety. But he couldn’t deny his feelings either. Desire was desire—she had beauty, grace, kindness, and she cooked so well. A perfect wife, really.
Still, he wouldn’t dare do anything inappropriate—that would only disgust her. But he also didn’t plan on hiding his thoughts anymore.
System, you really picked a great target to bind me to! I have to give you credit!
Chuckling to himself, Chu Ning opened his system interface to check his Contribution Points.
He’d had 120,000 before. He spent 100,000 to purchase the Dragon-Elephant Prison-Suppressing Force, then earned a few more. Later, he spent 30,000 to buy Martial Defiance of All Tribulations, earning some additional points as well. After a few minor expenditures, his current balance was—
[Contribution Points Remaining: 16,000!]
Should he upgrade the Ethereal Sword Technique next?
Sword techniques had always fascinated him. To ride the wind with a flying sword, to slay demons beneath the heavens—that was every cultivator’s dream. He used to envy his Fellow Disciples who were Sword Cultivators, but with his poor aptitude back then, he never had the chance.
Now, though, things were different.
Once he mastered this technique, he could even help his master recover her injuries!
Though… she might run away from him after tonight. Maybe she wouldn’t even let him in.
But no matter. He’d just find a reason. Helping her restore her cultivation was too important to ignore.
“System, help me upgrade the Ethereal Sword Technique!”