“All right then. I will ask Xiu’er to make arrangements for your stay first. Tomorrow will be your initiation. This time, I will give a good beating to those fellows who do not know the immensity of heaven and earth. I will let them know what is meant by person beyond person, sky beyond sky. I will let them know too, that if we are unable to revitalize the Golden Pill Sect, then there is no need for the Su Family to continue existing,” declared Su Yizhi, looking as though he had hardened his heart.
“Senior, there is actually something that I still do not understand. Do you really trust me that much?” asked Ling Chuxi.
“It looks like you still do not have a sufficient understanding of your master,” said Su Yizhi with an expression that was hard to gauge.
Not only did she not have a deep understanding. Besides knowing that he liked to pretend to be ugly, honestly speaking, Ling Chuxi’s understanding of Mu Liufeng was pitifully little. But Ling Chuxi could also vaguely guess that the reason Su Yizhi had made such a decision had a lot to do with Mu Liufeng. As she thought of her irresponsible master, there was a warmth which surged in Ling Chuxi’s heart. Although Mu Liufeng had always done things casually and his whereabouts were always mysterious, it was true that he had always helped her.
…
Far away, in a huge study room in a small city, Huangfu Qingjue was sitting at his desk. The corners of his lips turned up into a smile. As he looked at the letter in his hands, his purple eyes were filled with gentleness.
“Tsk tsk tsk. It seems like it wouldn’t be such a bad thing to marry a wife who is a future sect leader,” said Huangfu Qingjue with a light laugh as he lightly waved the letter in his hands. Updates on Ling Chuxi’s recent adventures had been reported back to him in detail.
“My lord, it is indeed that person who is instructing Life Transforming Hall from behind the scenes,” announced a man dressed in black in a respectful tone who knelt on one knee as he delivered this report to Huangfu Qingjue.
“That scoundrel,” said Huangfu Qingjue, narrowing his eyes slightly. A cold and dangerous gleam shot out from his purple eyes and soon after, he sneered. “But, no matter. This is a superior piece of grindstone for them. Oh, this cannot even be considered a grindstone. It is merely a steppingstone. Leave them be.”
The man dressed in black who was on one knee looked at Huangfu Qingjue who had an expression of confidence on his face. He did not say another word and retreated silently. But there was some worry in his heart. ‘Is my lord really so reassured in Miss Ling’s capabilities? Is Miss Ling really able to face and deal with such a powerful force all by herself? Where does my lord’s confidence come from? Such trust in Miss Ling…’
Alone in the study room, Huangfu Qingjue rested his chin on the palm of his hand as he leaned onto his desk. He smiled slightly as he watched the candlelight flickering on his desk, finding it extremely enchanting.
“Chuxi. Chuxi. I really do miss you. What about you?”
…
“Ah choo!” Ling Chuxi sneezed loudly. Her nose was twitching.
” Chuxi, have you caught a cold?” asked Ling Yichen a little worriedly.
“Ah, no. No, that’s not it,” answered Ling Chuxi as she rubbed her nose and shook her head.
“Then what is with your condition?” asked Ling Yichen with a frown. “Are you sure you have not caught a cold?”
“No. It must be those disciples of the Su Family speaking ill of me behind my back,” sneered Ling Chuxi.
“Hmph. It’s reasonable to think that. But you don’t have to be bothered with those people,” said Ling Yichen with a nod to affirm his words. The way those young disciples of the Su Family had looked at them earlier was really too unfriendly. Ling Yichen also had a great dislike of those ignorant and boastful young disciples of the Su Family. “Since tomorrow is the day of the initiation ceremony, they will naturally be unhappy.”
“Leave them be,” remarked Ling Chuxi indifferently. She was too lazy to be bothered by such people. Whether she was a mule or a horse, they would know when they pulled her out for a walk. Why bother to have such contentions using her mouth and tongue? Ah, wait. Ptui ptui ptui. Who was she calling a mule or a horse? Wasn’t this just insulting herself?